Posts Tagged ‘fuji x100’

World Pillow Fight Day (whoever comes up with these things?) at Trafalgar Square. Silly good fun. Lovely weather. Difficult to believe that it was snowing just two days ago. My camera got bashed by an errant pillow while I was shooting, which made the screen hit hard against the bridge of my nose; for a while I was afraid that a nosebleed was forthcoming but the feathers I was breathing in probably saved the day! (There’s some colour inconsistency among the photos since I was shooting with two different cameras.)

I’ve had quite enough of puns today, thank you very much. Easter on Primrose Hill, nothing too eggxotic, but still, quite an eggstraordinary eggsperience! There was the Eggscalibur in the fancy eggdress competition, eggxhilarating games like eggxtreme egg rolling and three-l-egged run – oh you’re in the way, better make an eggscape! All rather eggcellent, eggcept for the weather up there – uneggspectedly eggcedingly chilly, our fingers eggscruitatingly numbed (not eggsagerating by the way).

Scientifically, technically, it’s nothing more than a suspected Eudocima phalonia, a fruit-piercing moth of the noctuid family. Superstitiously, well, I shun superstitiously, but it could be an ill omen, or it might bear the soul of a deceased relative or a close friend. That’s what the Chinese, and the people of many other cultures, believe of large moths at the doorstep. It was with a deeply unsettling realisation of the coincidental timing of the moth’s visit that I read the terrible news that reached me the next afternoon. That moths embody the otherworldly has always been regarded by me as…

I’ve been meaning to properly embark on my own 100 Strangers Project (see also 100 Strangers group on Flickr) since I’ve been engaging more with the people I’ve been shooting lately, but ‘normal’ street photography has been getting in the way. Or, if I were to be more honest, I’d say I simply lack the guts. Every time I went out with the intention of going beyond candids or smiling-and-shooting, I came back feeling defeated. This is Luke, who made things much easier by actually approaching me first, asking what I was finding so interesting on the other side of…