Some time ago I started an english blog to improve my writing in the language. I abandoned it very soon, though. Can't give you a sound reason (laziness, mostly), but I've decided not to separate my english posts with my spanish ones anymore, it's confusing and unnecessary. From time to time expect texts like this one here (although this is kind of a cheat, it's a photo post).
My semester it's over, something I thought next to impossible with the many shool subjects I picked at the university and the classes that I taught in high school. Being a student and a teacher it's getting exasperating now, don't feel to completely fit in either place.
Drastically changing subjects, with a new camera I've reached critical mass as to publish some images in this blog. A year without taking pictures took it's toll, but I'm in the process of regaining the skills I didn't even know I had lost.
There's three kind of reactions when I point my camera at someone and they're alone in the frame.
1) They cover their face, intimidated by the ferocity of the lens, as if I've just discovered they're naked.
2) They pose so ridiculously fake it becomes a joke. We both stablish that the whole situation it's a game, so they now feel confortable and less threatened.
3) They pretend the camera it's not there, but they do it so hard it's impossible to notice the awkwardness of their movements. They fake "natural" so bad they end up in point number two.
Most of the time they'll seek somebody else to be with in the picture as to not look exposed.
I hardly tell my subjects when I'll take a picture of them. Please: Do the same for me. Sometimes it's best not to know the whole truth. Nature hides when you look for it.
