Here is a link of more images that I feel captured my experience in Cortona, Italy Oct 2014: http://keide.smugmug.com/Travel/Italy-2014/46242240_Dp3b4w
I went to Cortona, Italy in October 2014, to capture images, to expand my photographic range, and, to have fun.
Photographically I had the idea to capture images of people using their hands. I think in Italy, artisans and their craft are valued more than in other countries, and I wanted to make a visual story about that. When one uses their hands to create something, they imbue the object with their essence. Where I live, in the United States, using one’s hands and the value of that, seems less and less appreciated; individuals are less able to support a theselves and craft work seems more and more of an outlier, marginal livelihood.
I consider this a beginning – the beginning of a story about capturing the essence of people using their hands. I am drawn to continue this story with people around the world.
Much appreciation to instructor, friend and gifted artist Robin Davis who provided technical, patient guidance and access to the people and to her friends of Cortona. It was so fun!
Walking with a group from the Atlanta Outdoor Club. We started out by visiting the vendors at Piedmont Park Farmer’s Market. I wanted to buy more, but didn’t want to carry a lot of produce during our walk… next time I’ll bring a more substantial backpack.
Old and new. Persimmons! I bought four. This guy walking around in flip flops… he must live near by.
The farmer was giving out samples. The samples clearly were not clean which I found amusing; did he not think that we didn’t want to eat dirty samples(?) Perhaps we all need a little dirt in our diet. I bought a bag of arrugula… (which I will wash before consuming!)
The woman on the left (in green sweater) mixes these most amazing teas. I think it is her sister on the right helping out. I bought a Red Tea (roiboos) flavored with mint and chocoate, it is one of the best teas I’ve ever had! And I’ve had a lot tea in my life. I will buy more from them.
There was this quiet drama going on with these dogs; you know how they look at each other, yet because of their leashes cannot do anything but look… Then the child decided to run out and she either purposely or not tossed her bottle. Mom runs after child; Dad calmly sits with the dogs. Then we circled around the park. A group doing yoga in a great setting.
The bridge, Park Drive. I have walked along that bridge probably hundreds of times. It is quite impressive from below.
Looking towards mid-town, with part of Piedmont Park in the foreground.
And covered a mile or so, along the Beltline to Irwin Street, and back. The old Sear’s building still has a big presence in the area.
This weekend I have been thinking about life and how few years most of us have on this planet to do the things that are important to us. Having work that I am passionate about and that is creative have been two things always on my mind. Will I ever be completely fulfilled until/unless I pursue such a path. I suppose to find out, I will have to do that.
Last week while strolling along a beach at Whitefish MT state park, killing time before catching a flight back home, I wanted to walk out to this dock that I could see. I couldn’t however see a path to the dock. I stood there for a second before I just started walking in the direction of the dock, and lo and behold, the path revealed itself to me. I laughed out loud! I thought it was such a great example of the fact that you cannot know what’s ahead, you just have to start going.