Either for the nostalgia for a past era that, through our parents fading pictures, seems more real than ours, or for the frenzy of experimentation, this simple app seems to awake the potentially good photographer in you. The result is, you are always taking pictures, and one or two do turn out to be fairly good (even though you have no idea of what you're doing and only rely on your natural sense of colour and composition). Well, filters help to make something helplessly ordinary looking coooool.
Therefore, I am now starting a new section of the blog: The Underground Diaries.
I have recently stumbled upon TubeCrush.net, a website where people upload pictures of blokes they fancy, spotted by chance on the tube. The idea is that the photographed subject should recognise himself on this website, read the message attached to it and contact the person who took the picture, perhaps to live happily ever after.
How. About. That. slash Good. Luck. To. You.
Anyway, far from criticising or endorsing any dating method - we all need some love and romance, don't we? - the pictures I will post are, too, taken on the Underground. I have always been fascinated by the suspended dimension of the Tube and the varied chunks of humanity on it, coming and going from point A to point B, crossing by point C and reaching point D backwards, basically ignoring one another. I am not going to bang on the concepts of alienation, city life, etcetera, I just like to spot beauty into the ordinary.
The man I married once told me that, whenever he travelled on the tube, his main occupation was observing people and try to understand if they were happy.
So, this is the first shot of an ongoing series___
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| 18 August 2011 - Hammersmith & City Line, London |
___Do you think they are happy?
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