Got to love Faceebook. I was checking my "Event Invitations" this morning to come across an invite to the Drake Salon tonight, an evening with Tim Barber. The Drake Salon is basically a little art nerd-out session at the Drake Hotel, where you hang out with artists and artist curios and talk shop. So after a quick google, I found myself drawn in by Tim Barber's work, the event promised he would "explores the evolution of contemporary photography and photojournalism from the page to the screen and back again."
Oh my, just that sentence excites me. Wow, I am very easily amused and excited and inspired these days. It makes life so grand. So Tim Barber's website shows his photojournalism-esque photos and his unique raw style of taking photographs. Pictures of him just hanging out, his friends, his cat, his plant, you get the picture. But it is interesting, fascinating a little window into a world that is not your own. Not unlike a blog, or a roman a clef novel or film.
My favorite essay is "Hippy Hill", which shows a few people living like a family in an old run down trailer while they build a house. Simple life, but they are blissful and optimistic. I have been to my own Quebecois version of the hippy hill, and found it strangely enchanting. This coming from the girl who has only camped three times in her life (do RV's count?).
But also as a BC girl, I appreciate the essay. It actually inspires me for fashion photography, an "Abercrombie goes to the wilderness" thing. I am sure this is not the intention, but this is how my brain works.
So I am left this morning, utterly inspired, wishing I had a hot camera to take mad photos everywhere I go, documenting my first coffee in the morning to the way the sky looks from my place at night. I guess my iPhone camera will have to do for now. Sigh. Maybe I can ask Barber what he'd do . . .
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