Lucas Dewaele, dagboek

Over fotografie en leven.

Category: Diptychs

Real diary (223)

(bipolar view on Flemish woods, part 2)

Real diary (222)

(bipolar view on Flemish woods, part 1)

Real diary (219)

‘To me, photography is an art of observation. It’s about finding something interesting an ordinary place… I’ve found it has little to do with the things you see and everything to do with the way you see them.’
Elliott Erwitt

Real diary (218)

(daily portrait)

Real diary (217)

(the guards)

Real diary (216)

(a day with no definition for  the word ‘astonishing’)

 

Real diary (215)

(a day with no particular astonishment)

Real diary (177)

(while the sun was shining, I was grasped by contemplation)

Real diary (172)

(while the sun was shining, I wasn’t waiting for the finish)

Real diary (171bis)

(while the sun was shining, his dreams were prompted)

Real diary (171)

(while the sun was shining, I looked around, from wuthering heights – an hour ago)

Real diary (170)

(while the sun was shining, everything that could turn green, had outdone itself in greenness)

Real diary (169)

(while the sun was shining, I was back home)

Real diary (168)

(while the sun was shining, I was admiring local urban planning)

Real diary (167tris)

(while the sun was shining, I wasn’t dying)

Real diary (167bis)

(while the sun was shining, I wasn’t thinking of an erotic touch)

Real diary (167)

(while the sun was shining, I wasn’t proud to be Flemish)

Real diary (166)

(while the sun was shining, I wasn’t being a part of Belgian worries)

Real diary (165)

(while the sun was shining, I was thinking of all the aspects of the most beautiful country on the planet,again)

Real diary (164)

(while the sun was shining, I was thinking of all the aspects of the most beautiful country on the planet)

Real diary (163)

(while the sun was shining, I was thinking of Harry Gruyaert, in Wissant)

Real diary (162)

(while the sun was shining, I was thinking of a nickname : Lucas Blurbsky)

Real diary (161)

(while the sun was shining, I was in France)

Real diary (160)

(while the sun was shining, I was looking at the production of selfies)

Real diary (159)

(while the sun was shining, I felt a shade of beauty)

(Mr. Rutakintome should believe me…)