Sic shume nga ju mund ta dini, ne flickr egziston dhe grupi `Fotografe Shqiptare` i hapur qe perpara 2.5 vitesh. Grupi yne tashme ka marre nje hov te konsiderueshem krahasuar me ditet e para te tij kur ishim ca si te fjetur ;) Grupi eshte mjaft interesant nga temat e ndryshme qe diskuton dhe sjell , te tera na ndihmojne ne shqiptareve te shperndare ne tere boten per te ndare idete dhe imazhet .
Ne kete grup , ku dhe une jam nje nga adminet , pervec konkurseve dhe temave te tjera te trajtuara mendova para 6 muajsh te hapja nje teme te re [qe u miratua dhe nga grupi ], qe kishte si synim te intervistonim dhe sillnim punen e fotografe shqiptare pjesetare te grupit ,sigurisht pa dallim mes fotografeve amatore apo profesioniste. Qellimi qe qe te njihej me mire dhe me hollesi fotografia e shume shqiptareve qe jane anetare te grupit dhe per te krijuar nje platforme te re diskutimi per punen e cdo fotografi.Intervista perbehet nga disa pyetje qe i behen autorit/es rreth zanafilles ne fotografi , ndikimet ne fotografi etj, si dhe shoqerohet me fotografi te tij /saj. Me poshte keni linkun qe do ju drejtoje tek nje teme ku jane permbledhur linket e intervistave te deritanishme;)Kjo liste do rinovohet cdo jave , na ndiqni per te mesuar me shume cdo jave rreth fotografeve shqiptare;)
I was speechless.It stroke me right to the heart. This video , made me re-think on an issue i'm always very sensible while taking photos. Trying not to be egoist. I always try not to act this way , eventhough sometimes it might be hard . I mean , you just can't fight the instict to paralyse that special moment. I don't know what forces me to do it , but sometimes it can be stronger than you. You just want to capture that "very moment". Nevertheless, what I have always tried to do , while taking photos of people,was approaching to them in a very sincere & honest way. I know this might be risky on loosing the candid moments and the naivete, but still i don't find it honest to get advantage of some situations that might turn out to be "great artistic hits". I don't find it ethic , to profit by such hard situations , just to achieve , a genuine work. Of course i don't have any word on photojournalist or war photographers , they're just documenting a fact , that's gonna be history later on. My word is , on popular-wanna be photographers , that barefacedly try to get this "particular gems that are screaming human pain" . This one , yes i do detest. We owe some respect & reliance to the people whose feelings of (pain,madness,loneliness etc) are documented and scattered everywhere.This is the least that should be done.
Javes qe vjen do te jem ne Tirane dhe do te mblidhemi me disa miq fotografe per nje safari 1 ditor ne Shqiperi.Vendi/et qe do vizitohet/en ende nuk eshte caktuar por do te vendoset brenda javes tjeter.Kush deshiron mund te bashkohet me turrmen.Vendi i takimit : Serendipity Cafe (Tirane )http://www.inyourpocket.com/albania/tirana/where_to_eat/fusion/venue/2670-serendipity_caf.html) Per me shume informacion shikoni ketu :http://flickr.com/groups/shqiptare/discuss/72157602451185194/
I do miss the childhood days.The days when our biggest aim was to win the game and the merriest moment to be selected as the winner .The days we were satisfied watching our cartoons,worried because our doll had catched a cold, sad because of an unimportant quarrel with our friend.The days we were the happiest person to have a new toy or a brand new dress.The school days were fun , holidays a miracle:)
I do miss my easygoing manners, my so-called preoccupations:), my cheerful jumping in front of my house, my excitement on my first swim, my curiosity on the new literature teacher (told to be a very beautiful actress by time), my emotions on my very first crush and I can't help my self from envying my childhood, this merry time of my life.
A sociolog used to say."Every past is beautiful in our eyes"...
I don't think like him..Why I like it is because it's so very special and pure.It's too beautiful to be true, but that's real!
If there's a thing I like in myself ;that's trying to protect the child in me!I've always done this.I've always escaped from the "severe & serious" manners and people behaving like that,I find them so annoying!
Maybe it's risky to act or feel like a child ..You become more sensitive and vulnerable , you can get hurt easily ,but hell ! , you can feel the joy of that unfettered feeling!And that pays !At least it does for me...
We must try to protect the child in us ..It will make us better, much better...
Me shume ore pune, me shume mbledhje, me shume axhenda te superfryra.Me shume plane karriere, me shume stres per te ardhmen, me shume xhelozi mes kolegesh.Me shume intriga, me shume pasiguri, me shume merzi. Me shume takime te anulluara, me shume vizita te vonuara.Me shume pagjumesi, me shume plogeshti . Me pak qetesi,me pak prehje , me pak buzeqeshje.Me pak bisedime, me pak argetim,me pak gjera per te ndare.Me pak shpengim, me pak perkushtim,me pak ngrohtesi. Me pak kerkesa per hollesira , me shume elemente kalimtare.Me pak vemendje , me shume tubim rreth çdo gjeje te bujshme.Me pak deshire per te degjuar, me shume tendence per tu shmangur.Me pak perhapje, me shume mbyllje ne vetvete. Simboli i jetes se sotme urbane eshte nje sinteze e izolimit, siperfaqesores dhe indiferences.Te gjitha bashke te çojne ne ate vetmine e pashmangshme.Vetmine urbane... ------------------------------------------ Longer working hours,more meetings,more overloaded notebooks.Much more carrier plans,more stress on future,more jeolous collegues.Much more intrigues,much more insecurity,much more boredom.More cancelled programs,more belated visits. Less calm, less relax,less smiling faces.Less conversations,less entertainment,less things to be shared.Less outgoing manners,less dedication,less warmness. Less will for details,more demands on transient elements.Less concentration,more rushing on momentary events.Less will to listen , more intention to escape.Less socialising ,more desist to ourselves. Nowadays urban life is a synthesis of isolation,superfaciality and indiference.All of these ones lead to this unescapable solitude.The urban solitude!
I ran accross this lovely window in one of our safari's.It was during our safari in Heybeli Island. The island is very well known with its warm atmosphere.Is also known as the island of writers as many of them have their residences here. Old buildings, a tiny lovely church , some old style shops, people riding their bikes , smiling coachers on their glamorous phaetons, cute delicatessen shops and lots of other great details like these. But what striked my attention was this genuine window.Those plastic flowers killed me..Such a naive decoration feeling!And those pots, so regularly positioned pots , ain't them unbelieveable?I can imagine the jam , I can smell the mommy odor , the wellbeing from 1 km apart!I remember of the sunny sundays, long family breakfasts, picnics, our playground, the gossip addicted neighbour and I'm grabbed in an intense nostalgia effect. Miss those days, with all their naivite!
I was reading my friend's Blete's last post about "tears " and I paid most of the attention at one of the post's sentence. She writes to be standing in front of a mirror watching herself while crying and controlling her mimics to enhance the dramatizing effect.
I felt this part to be so terribly true.I have done this always without being conscious.I think people can't help theirselves to feel kinda acting even on their normal expressions of their behaviours. Not just on happy moments ,even on your worst moments , we tend to add some acting ,some drama to our behaviours.I'm not saying we do it on purpose , on contrary , we don't even realise it.But it's like that.Maybe we do it to express better our feelings , who knows?Or because all of us have that hidden hero that blows suddenly on this cases. What I can't understand is how can this happen when we're upset?Isn't this so strange?How can we think of acting at this time? But trust me, we do it, at least I do!Maybe we do it to express better our pathos , who knows?One thing is for sure: This is a very naive kind of acting , as it's natural,so it bears not any intention for emotions corruption. What do ya think about that?
Permbledhje Shqip: Miq ne kete post shkurtimisht flas per menyren sesi ne i shprehim ndjenjat tona.Ne çdo gjendje shpirterore qe te jemi , sidomos kryesisht kur jemi te trishtuar menyra sesi e shprehim kete ndaj te tjereve mendoj se permban diçka teatrale.Pra ne dashje pa dashje i shtojme nje gjest aktrimi sjelljeve tona , pa qene te ndergjegjshem.Nuk jam e sigurte sepse e bejme kete , por mbase e bejme per te theksuar apo shprehur me mire ndjesite tona.Po ju si mendoni? P.S: I called this photo "Hallucination?"Think goes well with what I was trying to say:) P.S:Fotos se mesiperme ja kam vene emrin "Haluçinacion?".Me duket se eshte fotoja e duhur per kete post:)
That's what we call in Albania a big eye:) But in this case it's something different as this is an eye macro , which my freak and soooo talendeted photographer friend shot last week while we were on safari.While shooting he told me to turn my face and look at our friend and when I saw the photo I understood why he asked me to do this...Because he wanted our friend's reflection to came out in my eye.God this really looked crazy.I just loved it! Thanks a lot Ozan!
Note: photo's copyrights belong to Ozan Kilic.His photo pages:
Have a look at his photography pages .You won't be disappointed.
Sa me kishte marre malli per kete shprehje a derebardhe! Syni sai filxhon:) Ky bandilli ketu eshte makro e syrit tim se bashku me pasqyrimin e nje miku tone ne foto.E kapi nje miku im fotograf jashte mase i talentuar javen e kaluar kur ishim ne safari.Me pelqeu shume per vete.
Hidhini nje sy dhe faqeve te tij te fotografise qe kam vene lart , nuk do zhgenjeheni!
Yesterday I had again a great time with my photographer friends .Yesterday's photo concept was "the seaside"..We had a 6-7 hour stroll over the asian seaside part, which is really very interesting.In fact , at the begining we were pesimistic , thinking we hadn't choosen the right path for shoting photos, but soonly we realised how wrong we were..Yesterday it was a great day for candid portraits,independent photos,panoramic,macro and nature shots...I shot a lot of pictures , so much that my battery went off:) Our safari program was closed , in a cozy coffee , with a huge hookah:)) Everything was great , but when I came home the nightmare began... It was some hours I was feeling like drunk..My brain was like a ready- to- burst volcano. But...the worst was yet to come..my face looked like a bright tomato and was hot like hell.And my nouse , was a true disaster , so red , anybody would think it was an ambulance's light... I had used a 15 spf protector , but if you absorb the whole world's sun in 7 hours , of course this won't help.. I decided to be smarter on the future .So here are some tips for not suffering when you're back home.. 1.Use at least 30 spf sun protector. 2.Take a big hat by your side. 3.Have as much drinks a possible. 4.Control your photo mania or , you're gonna end up like a red hot chilli pepper:)
Albanian digital and analogue photographer with a huge love for alternative printing process and all other avantgarde mixed media techniques.
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