Dream of far away places and faces

I just updated some photos.

It has been challenging for me lately to find subject that turns me on. After my trip to China, I have been looking for more dimension and stories that comes with the pictures. Yes, there will always be still subjects, flowers, sunrise-sunsets, they are all beautiful. Tibet was absolutely glorious, I want more of that.

I have been thinking of starting a project (great, here is another one). Something about people, it seems, People, photojournalism subjects are full of stories. I do not know why, India has always been on my mind. We had a culture photographer come to present her book in our group one evening, her pictures were amazing. She photographed India and Borneo. She traveled and lived in India for 6 months, lived and breathed the culture... she became the adopted daughter practically. I cannot remember her name now, her book on Vegas was just released.

Anyways, I do not know where this yearning and discontent is coming from. I do not know if photographers go through this discovery stage... what their language is, what they speak for, what they dream of. Something about human drama always moved me. The picture of a girl walking on the road, naked, after her town was just naplamed, is a bit too strong. I remember going to the museum in Ho Chi Minh city... there are more dramatic pictures to be seen there. I am not talking about that intensity. I guess I am talking about any emotion, captured in picture. Capturing, is what photography all about.

Perhaps I will explore this idea further.