There is so many great opportunities to practise my street photography here in Madrid, something I don’t do a lot of. Photographing people I don’t know, I am not yet comfortable with approaching people I don’t know. I might grab a shot from across the street that I find interesting, as I did here. Then there is the language barrier, well at least that is the excuse I am using. I have occasionally asked to take someone’s picture, and almost every time I have had a positive outcome. Still I find once I have asked someone it I can take their photo I get a posed photo, not the one that originally attracted me to take the scene.
So I am still finding my way, doing street photography, taking photos of people who are unaware of me seems to be the best fit right now. Maybe I need to find a way of approaching people after I have taken their photograph, to ask permission to share the image of them on my blog. This would give me the candid image I envisioned yet allow people the opportunity to decide if they want to share the image.
Tell me, how would you feel, if you were approached by a total stranger, who showed you a picture of yourself. then asked to share it on the blog. Keeping in mind the photo was a beautiful as this lady sketching in Madrid. I still think it would be hard, even if we both spoke English to get people to understand I wanted nothing more than to share the photo with the world on my blog.
Help me through this process, let me hear your thoughts on the subject.
we were first attracted to the wine store by the great graphics both out front and inside the store. But sitting outside looking in we couldn’t decide if it was a wine store or a tapas bar, you see there were shelves of wine, spirits and food, but there were also tables set for service. We decided to go in and check out the store, we ordered a glass of wine and a couple of tapas. Before long were “chatting” with the help of our smartphone translator to Manuel Tirado Marín, of Lugar del Wines, and we were coming back to do some more photos.
During our visit to Salamanca we found the old flour mill. While it hadn’t been in operation for many years it has been cleaned up and opened for visitors. We had the chance to see and read about the workings of the old mill. We were the only visitors to cross the threshold during the 30 – 40 minutes we poked around the place. On the second floor, beside one of the windows was an old chair. A beautiful spot to sit and look out the window at River Tormes. The light that afternoon was beautiful and I couldn’t resist taking a few photos of Bill while he sat and looked out the window.
We were sitting having a glass of wine in the Plaza Mayor, here in Merida last night. It was full of kids playing, parents with strollers, and old people walking hand in hand. Thought out the square there are about 4 or 5 Tapa bars where music was playing, and people were visiting. I decided a long exposure showing people moving about was a wonderful way of capturing the light, and the life of the square.
I have to admit that today was not very inspiring, 17.2 k of dirt road, 13k backpack, 10 C, and a 20k wind blowing in our face all day. The road was mostly flat, we could see for miles, and then….
walking the Via la Plata on our way to Almedralejo Spain we encountered goat herders at work
the goat herders, their dogs, and the goats came up the small hill. The goats hesitated a moment when they saw us. We stopped so as not to scare them, and the goat herder spoke, waved his stick, and the goats moved forward….
Surrounded by goats
the next thing we knew they were walking around us, as if we were not there…
off they go, goats and goat herders walking down the road
and they were on their way.
One of the things I love most about the Camino to Santiago de Compostela in general, and the Via la Plata specifically is that it brings us close to experiencing Spain, the Spanish people and their way of living that most tourists don’t experience.
It’s hard to know where to start in describing Seville Spain, but my mind returns to something my father once said….“ you should be thankful that you have been born into a country like Canada” and I am, as it has allowed me the freedom and income to travel to so may beautiful places around the world…yet if there is such a thing as reincarnation, please let me come back as a Spaniard in the city of Seville. The old town is a place of immense beauty so interwoven, that like a poem about a love between a man and a women, the new and the old mingle together such that harmony is the only word to describe it. History (Seville Cathedral), and the modern (exhibition of Henry Moore Sculptures), stand side by side, each accentuation and complementing the beauty of the other, not competing for the stares of the passers by…but leaving them with something to keep and remember as they live out that day.
Can you tell, we are enjoying our time here in Seville!
There is so much to see in Seville that you would never see anywhere else. Here the Metropol Parasol, often called the Mushroom of Incarnation. It is both beautiful and functional it was built as part of the rehabilitation of the city centre.
boy chasing pigeons
It doesn’t seem to matter where you go or what plaza you sit in, there will be pigeons, someone will feed the pigeons, a small child will try to chase them away, and I can’t help to try to get one picture. One of the many subject I like to watch and take pictures of.
Seville Cathedral and Giralda at the Plaza del Triunfo Seville Spain
We sat in the Plaza del Triunfo watching people, the horse carriages and the sunset. By this time of day the tourists and locals alike have drifted away from the square and all was quiet. A beautiful finish to a wonderful day. It was time to find a Tapa bar and a glass of wine.
Soon we will be back in Spain, this time walking the Via La Plata from Seville to Santiago de Composella, and looking forward to sunrises and early morning coffee. We have been planning and preparing for this journey for quite sometime now and we are almost ready to go.
Deciding what to pack was easier, we know we have to take less in our backpack, and yes I will be carrying less camera gear! We know we need to do more training, with no time to get out to walk I have taken to wearing my full backpack around the house, while I get the vacuuming and the chores done. I figure going up and down the stairs as often as I do is as good as any of the hills around Calgary.
I couldn’t find a map book with the route, so I have pulled together the information from the internet and made our own, and I have found an app for the phone. I will let you know how that information works out as we walk.
With some loose ends to tie up, we will fly through Toronto next week to visit the family, before heading to Portugal for a short visit with more family. We expect to be on the camino to Santiago de Compostela mid March. If you have any information you would like to share about Spain, or your journey we would love to hear from you.
The older I get, the surer I am that I’m not running the show.”
― Leonard Cohen
You have no idea how thankful I am for that realization!
My family has often teased me for being a control “enthusiast” and truth be told there maybe there is some truth to their loving taunts! Maybe a small amount of truth, but I am learning that it okay if some things don’t get done; that there is more than one way to do things and most importantly patience is sometimes better that persistence.
The photo was taken in Central Park, New York City, the beautiful mime entertaining the crowds, stood so quietly and with great patience she waited and watched as people approached, smiling and blowing kisses to those who left a little change in her bucket. We sat and watched her for quite sometime.
It is Family Day here in Alberta, and I hope your day is a wonderful one.