Self-delusion
It kind of followed that today I would post a photograph of myself, albeit a reflection in a mannequin. I took this on a photo walk around Cork on Sunday
Author: Brendan Ó Sé
Fear and street photography
A while back, I read a tweet from Eric Kim, a well-known and respected street photographer. His tweet was: “The biggest impediment to getting over the fear of shooting street photography
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I knew the phone would be passed to me. I knew this once she took the call. She showed me the caller ID as it rang and vibrated in her
Someday I will just drop off this world
When I was a child in school the teacher told us the world was not flat, that it was round. I had never thought of the world having shape. He
My music box of dreams has unwound
When I was little my mother would stand on our doorstep and watch me walk down the hill on my way to school. My schoolbag was made of old, brown
No dread of hello
Leaving, like so much it is the anticipation. The dread. The slow build to those goodbyes. Once they’re done, you have not left, you have arrived. The familiar faces are
The squeak of our shoes on the lino floor
Some photographs we take have huge personal meaning. Ones when we look at it can catapult us in an instant back to when the shot was taken. The feeling of
this breath in my chest unchewed
this noise behind has the glass vibrating the dust in the sunlight dancing but it quietens a shadow glides past and has me frightened no words i heard have me
Abundant goodwill
For many reasons, I love the photograph I have chosen as one of my personal favourite iPhone photographs for today. The funny thing is I do not recall taking the
Street photography and privacy
Street photography and privacy, the right to privacy; where is the line to be drawn? There are occasions when people are in intimate moments, when their emotions overspill and are