Les feuillesGuillaume Apollinaire. Alcools, Automne malade (1913)
For years I described myself as a street photographer. Meeting people on the street, listening to their story and taking their portrait was my thing. During my walks, I got to meet lots of great people, and some eventually became friends.
With the pandemic, I switched to an even more introverted style, capturing isolated scenes. This post is about moments in Victoria Park, my local park in East London. I initially planned to only include shots from 2020 but thought a few from 2016 and 2017 deserved to be here. As you’ll see, the park is beautiful in all seasons, but a little more special in autumn.
So now, open this page on your computer, make a cup of tea, relax, and slowly scroll down. You’re in for a peaceful moment.
Who thinks of a tree as a friend? This one has become one of my favorite subjects to photograph in the park. It’s like someone put it there for me to enjoy some late afternoon light.
I didn’t say anything about the poem at the beginning of this post. I learned it as a kid and it stuck with me. I tried to find a translation but they all sucked. Hopefully those verses are simple enough for you to understand them without too much effort.
That first photo with the tree at sundown is so great! Is that with one of the new RF lenses?
Haha no my beloved 35mm 1.4 II. Waiting on the RF version 😋