Saturday, January 19, 2013

My Love of the Big and Small


JULIA FULLERTON-BATTEN



When I was studying in college, I came across the photography artist Julia Fullerton-Batten and was blown away by her work. I couldn't use her in my first year projects which I had already started but I made sure that I made room for her in my second year.



This is one of the first photographs I found; "Broken Eggs" (2005).








Tuesday, January 15, 2013

She Loves To Move

A bit about me.... 



  • I secretly want to be a mountain hiker or climber. 
  • I wish I could live in a wooden cabin by myself in the middle of a secluded forest, faraway form anyone and anything.
  • I want to travel the world and not just do the touristy stuff, I want to go to that random town that's no-one knows is there except for locals because "it's nothing special" and then find what's special about it, just for memories sake..
  • I'd love to go to Paris, I have a strange obsession with going and with the Parisian theme. I think it's mainly down to watching "Anastasia" too much as a child.
  • I speak three languages to almost conversational standard; Welsh, Spanish and English.
  • I've gone through a lot over the last year and a half. I'm still recovering but thankfully I've got over the shock of it all by now.
  • I'm a typography enthusiast. If you don't know what typography is...
  • I'm an enthusiast of a lot of things actually and each time I get more into one of my hobbies I wonder if I could use this one as my "career".
  • I could stare out at the horizon on the sea for hours on end and this is where I'm most creative and can make big decisions.
  • One of the best feelings is just going out and going for a walk. Also a hike-but a walk....
  • I can't really imagine my life without music being in it. Even Beethoven had a way. He knew he would be missing out on something without it.
  • I wish I could just wear dresses-particularly 1950's and 60's dresses or better still, Princess dresses every day for my daily activities. But sadly it's too impractical. I also think the novelty might wear off and I don't want that to happen!

  • I didn't start doing photography until I was 17 and now I'm in love with it. Most great photographers like David Bailey and Annie Leibovitz to name just a few started out when they were older, most much older than 17. That's a big encouragement :).
  • I'm not afraid to make a fool out of myself for entertainment purposes.
  • Even kids think I'm crazy. That's saying something.
  • I'm a tea fanatic but after all these years I'm trying to get out of it since the caffeine is really starting to affect me! So I switched to fancy coffees. Of course.
  • I like to think of myself as a really unfussy eater. Seriously, if you make me something and I don't really like it, I'll eat it anyway because it's food that I didn't have to cook and will give me energy and also (mainly-I'm British) to be polite.
  • I've been told that I'm intimidating and I'm too sure of myself-that's the reason that I'm intimidating! Well I'm not going to apologise for that.
  • I think hate is a really strong word so I don't use it unless absolutely necessary.

Well let's see how far we've come.

Sunday, January 13, 2013


To me, photography is the simultaneous recognition, in a fraction of a second, of the significance of an event.

~Henri Cartier-Bresson


Henri Cartier Bressom is considered one of the "fathers" of photojournalism and was also highly skilled in candid photographs and street photography, a relation of photojournalism. Of course, photojournalism heavily includes catastrophic and historical events (and let's face it, the news is usually bad news).




Photojournalism is generally the name for the photographs found in your everyday ("hard news") newspaper! Also the form is not restricted to this type of published print. 





Photograph 'Newspaper Rack' by me (Clare Louise).

Bressom wanted to recognise 'the significance if an event' with his photography.
Street Photography by Henri Cartier Bressom;



Two boys-perhaps brothers? Sheltering together form the weather. Maybe they are on their way home form school...

 

Two ladies crossing the road, both looking unimpressed-but maybe these are their natural relaxed faces or it's just their concentration on the apparent load of oncoming traffic...

My own significant event:

Photograph 'Street Protesters' by me (Clare Louise).

A street protest in the city centre of Buenos Aires, Argentina. Police are patrolling and controlling the seemingly peaceful march of locals. In a lot of cases for the sake of benefits (although I don't understand the politics  many Argentines on government support have to march and protest on days they are told too or apparently their financial support suffers.

That's what I'm told....



To me, photography is the simultaneous recognition, in a fraction of a second, of the significance of an event.

~Henri Cartier-Bresson

Friday, June 22, 2012

My Favourite Things - Julie Andrews - Sound of Music THE REMIX



Julie Andrews-My Favourite Things- "The Sound of Music"

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Julie Andrews, one of my favourite singers and actress. Exquisite voice, I could listen to her sing forever. She is one of the voices that I aspire to in my own singing.

Well I realise that you may not know a lot about me, and Julie Andrews does say "What things do you like..."

Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
The sea's horizon the rain and thunderstorms
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Being in places I've never been before
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
Singing because of the pleasure it brings
These are a few of my favorite things                                                                                              These are a few of my favorite things



Cream colored ponies and crisp apple streudels
Flowers on tea mugs and colourful stripes
Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles
Men that are gentlemen, when people smile
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings
Walking for miles, taking pictures of things
These are a few of my favorite things
These are a few of my favorite things
Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes
The accents in Ireland, in Wales, in Australia
Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes
The smell of new leather and cold air in winters
Silver white winters that melt into springs
The colours of autumn leaves and fairy wings
These are a few of my favorite things
These are a few of my favorite things

When the dog bites
When the dog bites
When the bee stings
When I lose things
When I'm feeling sad
When I'm feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
I simply remember what God's given me
And then I don't feel so bad
And then I'm back to being rad!



[Repeat all verses]


Why not try your own? :)

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Some Thoughts On Homesickness From A Doctor

I travelled from the United Kingdom (UK) right down to ARGENTINA to live there for nine months and I've been living "down here" for about five months now.
I'll go into my reasons for doing this in detail another time...
When on skype with a friend from the UK earlier today, one of the first things he asked me was how homesick I was feeling (or not) and if I was feeling any better. I was a little surprised. We hadn't spoken for an entire week so I couldn't remember whether I'd confided in him about this at all.
But over the "Christmas Week" I had started to get a real bout of the ole homesickness. It had finally really hit me. I'm doing better now though. I don't feel it as much.
The thing is, since getting here, I've missed my friends a lot. That is due to the language barrier, not having anyone around me that I have known my whole life and suddenly living and working with a completely new group of people who aren't from my original country or culture. All of this has an impact on you-positive, negative or both.
But in comparison with a lot of people I know who are living and working in other countries, I'm doing okay. Not brilliant, but I haven't been plane-ticket shopping on the Internet yet either.

My advice? NEVER contemplate how far away you are. I just choose not to dwell on that. I don't stare at a map of the world and go "ohhh...". I'll look at a map, I haven't banned Atlases since getting here, but when friends ask on skype, I tell them I'm not thinking about the distance and as a result I've found they don't mention the specific distance. That helps a lot.

They'll be certain people, perhaps groups of people, that you really miss. They'll be some that even though it may surprise people in your new country, you barely miss or don't miss at all. Whatever your reasons for that are, don't feel guilty for missing some people more than others. Seriously, depending on your individual situation of course, worrying over that isn't going to make you miss someone more.

No matter who we are or what country we came from, when we go away to another place, we have a tendency to look back on our old life, town/city, job, friends, situations and attitudes surrounding us and think: "ahhh, well...maybe it wasn't that bad." It gets to the point where you remember the freezing winter in your old home, how much you loathed it and wished to escape and your new response in your new, warm, country is: "well the brisk air was always refreshing at 7am in the morning."
This will happen to you.
To use an English term, we look at it "through rose-tinted glasses." We skim over what we didn't like. We reminisce over something that we didn't think about before and all of a sudden-we love it! Call it new positive thinking or a disillusionment fueled by a small dose of illness for the homeland, you didn't want to go for a morning run in the buckets of rain before you left, did you?
I'll go into our tendency to do this, with a few more example of my experience of this, in another post!

I'll also mention homesickness again, because it's not just going to hit one time only. For now, following the good advice of friends who have and have not been there and done that; I try to keep reminding myself WHY I'M HERE. Living out of your original town, a brand new job, out of your original country, we all have our reasons for doing this. For me, "it felt like a good idea at the time" is a completely justifiable reason! It is my genuine reason for doing many things all the time! This time though, I have a somewhat deeper reason for living and working in another country. And for me this reason is so strong and powerful and convicting, that no matter what keeps happening and how I'm feeling, it's keeping my feet firmly planted where I am. I'm sticking this out.
Your reason is also what GIVES YOU THE JOY OF BEING WHERE YOU ARE! DOING WHAT YOU'RE DOING!

As a result of this, I'm still having moments, after five months, where it hits me for a second and I think "wow, I live here!"

Hope this helps! (By the way, I'm not ACTUALLY a Doctor, but thanks for reading and I hope this managed to help you anyway!)

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

I Know I'll Hate Myself in the Morning...

A weekend away in the Countryside of Buenos Aires, Argentina. This was taken at the end of September when Argentina is coming to the end of its winter as you can tell by these bare trees!
The sunset between the huge trees was a mixture of different colours that was enhanced by nature's silhouette. I spent most of the time outside trying to keep that on camera. Like almost all of my photographs, these are raw with no editing (except for rotating) after they were shot.

I used my second hand Fujifilm Finepix DSLR :)







 This is a different angle of the same trees in the late afternoon, also you can see showing the field and goal posts of the estate I was staying on.