I suppose photography can be political. Today’s post is an act of rebellion and a riposte against a dear friend who declared that cyclists should be banned from all public highways. This statement was of course accompanied by a suitable range of curses. So, I suddenly feel moved to make my protest against this private conversation public by uploading a few cycle shots from my hard drive to champion that great unsung hero of the metropolis: the bicycle. Long may it live and prosper and long may it occupy public space!
This next, rather wild, one might be a bad omen for my attempts to blog regularly. The last time I tried to start photo-blogging it was the first picture I uploaded (and possibly the last). Nothing looks like film (sigh):
Filmothèque on rue Champollion in Paris is the place to go for classic movies including those made in the days before it was all cgi, when film still seemed to have some authentic magic. Sometimes they show even older films, made in the days when real men wore hats. This is an old photograph, taken when I walked past and spotted this dapper looking hat-wearer tarrying with the fantasies of the silver screen some time around November or December 2010.
I generally avoid photographs of this location – the Pont des Artes in Paris – because it’s been so often photographed and has become so iconic that what can I possibly add? But clichés interest me, so I decided to go all out on the clichés with this shot. Street musician? Check. Pont des Artes? Check. Bokeh? Check.