I left New Zealand mid-2003, bound for Istanbul and a new lif. After two years, a Belgian guy lured me into his world, deep in the heart of Europe. For a long time I was an in-process immigrant. One day we married. These days it's about photography, a little red wine and wandering ... and so the journey goes.
Saturday, February 25, 2006
Edouard Boubat
I was web wandering through ms baker's reflections this afternoon, in a moment of peace before rushing out for the rest of the day, and while wandering I discovered Edouard Boubat, a French photographer who started work after World War 2 saying, 'After the war, we felt the need to celebrate life, and for me photography was the means to achieve this...'
There's a rather good interview with him here.
He said, "I think that the photos that we like were made when the photographer knew how to disappear. If there were a secret, certainly that would be it."
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5 comments:
Beautiful photo, I have never seen it before...
I loved it too ... ms baker has another lovely one of a woman on a beach on her site.
I'd never heard of Boubat, I loved what I found. :)
Gorgeous photo!
kia ora!
Kia ora and get well soon, Harvey.
I wanted to write a link to over to your latest post but waiting to find the 'write' mood for it.
ms baker, i loved that photo, thanks for writing of him, i might never have found him otherwise.
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