Reader #3

A man was reading Rich Dad's Cashflow Quadrant. This was in May. He boarded at LRT Balintawak. Balding, of Chinese descent. He's wearing a flu mask, sweating in gray shirt and camouflage shorts. He looks kind enough to give a lady his seat by the time we reached Vito Cruz.

Un Homme Perdu

I thought of certain questions while watching Danielle Arbid's Un Homme Perdu (A Man Lost), and it was the same question I asked to one of the photographers I've encountered online: do you live by photography alone, or do you do sidelines? 

He replied, by e-mail: "Yes, I make my living by photography alone, though it did take a bit of time to put things together as it were."

When Un Homme Perdu made it clear, through a thank-you remark, that it is inspired by the life of photographer Antoine D'Agata, member of the prestigious Magnum Photos group (they describe themselves as a "[w]ell-known cooperative agency with offices in London, Paris, Tokyo and New York, founded in 1947 by Henri Cartier Bresson, Robert Capa and others"), I found myself googling about D'Agata, about Magnum Photos, and suddenly, I was trading comments with my girlfriend as to what, really, is a good picture. (The gist of a good picture: it tells a story--a lot of them.) 

I've been thinking about it for a while, having had dreams set in France, Syria, Yemen, even in Ethiopia (see the bulk of them here). I just have to save up for a Leica M9 or the Fujifilm X-Pro1. 

Alessandra Sangunetti
Antoine D'Agata
Sans Titre (Untitled)
Cristina Garcia Rodero
Inge Morath
Iraq. 1956.
Martin Parr
The Leaning Tower of Pisa
Alessandra Sanguinetti
Steve McCurry
Stilt Fishermen

Steve McCurry
The Shwe Pye Daw