In Poland, the Independence Day on Nov 11th is a peculiar experience - especially in Warsaw. It's used as an excuse for various kinds of protests and nationalist movements. It's far from celebrating freedom, let alone patriotism. Unfortunately. Few shots from my brief moment experiencing a march in Warsaw's city centre.
This is my favourite time of the year. I prefer the colder seasons to the warmer ones. The abundance of colours and the melancholy it brings both gives it a transcendental meaning. One may say that it's an uttering platitude yet, only in experiencing and being mindful it can be rediscovered as a non-cliché.
Czesław Niemen's "Pod Papugami" was sipping from an old radio hidden somewhere among the antiques. It was autumn already and it was raining every now and then. Because of that, the crowd was rather unimpressive on the most popular antique market in Warsaw located in Wola district. Nevertheless, you could hear people from France, Spain and even Japan. Probably tourist yet they were looking carefully at the inventory of the street sellers. Those, on the other hand, were occupied in their lectures, performing some calculations or actively enchanting prospective clients.
I was attending an official Fuji X meeting in Warsaw this meeting and let me tell you.. it was a blast. So many talented and eager to connect people, great workshops with Szymon Szcześniak (in Studio Praga with models) and lectures with Tomasz Lazar (on how to approach assignments), Paweł Kosicki (on his trips to Mexico and gear) and Monika Szewczyk-Wittek (on very valuable editorial stuff).
The fans on the ceiling are slowly mixing the air. The atmosphere is dense with people and a faint influx of semi-autumn air as the temperature dropped to 15 C. It seems as if the heat and the sun have both taken a hike. It's September all right. I'm sitting in a retro café and just got to know I've taken somebody else's seat but they don't mind.
I must admit that I have a hidden empathy for this kind of weather. Perhaps it evokes some memories or pushes me towards inner reflection. Hard to say. It's more mysterious and nostalgic contrary to the summer's full blossom. That I am certain of.
On the Internet, there is a lot of great works to be found by the known and the less-known. Whether they're photographers, graphic artists, film-makers or bloggers - you can admire their work and dedication from anywhere in the world. This handful of inspiration, a collection of carefully chosen portfolios, is something I wanted to share with you. They have inspired me (and still do), influenced the way I see things. I am sure that what you'll see on these pages will add value to your perspective as well.
It was a long awaited dream of mine to pay a visit. I heard a lot about it in the past and always in superlatives.. This time I'm telling the story in a different format. Hopefully you will like it. It's an experiment and I'm looking forward to your feedback. Click here or on the image below.