When trying to move forward, take look back. My own version of looking both ways before crossing the street. I was browsing my flickt favourites, in an attempt to find inspiration for new projects (photographic and otherwise) when I found this:
It reminded me of what I like about photography. Not the "make me look good in this shot" part, but the "tell some sort of a story with this" part. The thing I hate more about my day-to-day is that I don't tell stories anymore. I don't make photos. I don't think about it and I hate that I don't. Well, I intend to change that. I have afew ideas and will be implementing them in the next few weeks, so stay tuned.
I like graffiti. I like how it becomes more valuable when it's well integrated, I like that it's ephemeral and that it is sometimes hated by many. Original or not, a skillful attempt at art or just a tag of somebody's name, it is beautiful and meaningful in its own way. It's our attempt of having a word to say in the imagery-laden environment we live in. We are constantly assaulted by companies and their messages. Eat this. Drink that. Wear this. This is how you should look like. Graffiti is our voice in this dialog. It's raw and often rude, but it's real and sincere and sometimes quite compelling.
Even if it only says I was here. Hell, it's what we're all trying to do in the end. Shout in the loudest way possible I was here. Want to know how well that works? Go looking for a great mural you saw a few months or years ago. Entropy will most likely not have been good to it, as it is not good with any of us.
Running in an urban environment is most of all seeing. There's buildings and trees and park benches and, especially if you live in a big city, street art. I have run many times along the canal and told myself I should do a photowalk here. Finally, I got around to it. Here are some of the results.
"Imagine a city where graffiti wasn't illegal, a city where everybody could draw wherever they liked. Where every street was awash with a million colours and little phrases. Where standing at a bus stop was never boring. A city that felt like a party where everyone was invited, not just the estate agents and barons of big businesses. Imagine a city like that and stop leaning against the wall - it's wet." - Banksy
I'm happy to announce that Project 1000 is back online. I had to take a break from running because of a few cracked ribs, but I am back in my running shoes since April.
The beginning has been, however, a bit slow. I'm only at 60 km, which would make me about 60 km behind. My last runs were pretty good, so I am hopeful. I plan on making up the distance by the end of the month or the middle of June at the latest.
So, yeah.... the x-rays are pretty conclusive. I have 3 cracked ribs on my left side. I don't have to wear a cast or anything, but I will be in some degree of pain for the next 12 weeks. This makes it impossible for me to continue project1k. I will hopefully be able to start again in April, but that remains to be seen.