Shane goes off... to France ... Visually

G’day petals,

The car’s been hired and the route is in planning and although

it’s not a huge country; about 1/3 bigger than Victoria, I didn’t

really want to walk it. I’m not quite the proportions required for the St. James Compostella route.

You reckon a Wombat driving a car is odd?  Go driving in Melbourne sometime!

But the French are awful drivers, you say?   See last sentence!

I reckon if you can survive that lot in Melbourne, you can survive anything.

Shane in France....

Is France the most photographed country on earth?  If so, why bother doing that yourself?

That’s a bit of a dilemma.

 It has to be more than an aide-memoire for later years; it should encapsulate the hours before and after the image was made. It’s not the image that’s important. The subject is sovereign.

Do you decide how to photograph a-priori or do you wait for it to affect you and then follow?

Shane in focus...

I’m tending to think a bit of both.

"A-priori" tends to exclude being spontaneous.... and waiting for inspiration to “muse-you” can mean you sometimes don’t get the job done at all. 

And because photography has always been a self-referential medium perhaps a homage to “place” and other photographers’ works might be worth investigating.

Or perhaps the clichés of “The Beautiful Landscape”? 

Rather fitting, as one village we’re staying in does have a “Most Beautiful Village in France” rating.

Or (and this has been an engaging idea for a while), a contextual reference from the stylised capitals on Romanesque pillars to examples of flora in the surrounding countryside or the faces in statuary and corbels to the physiology of the contemporary inhabitants.

Then there’s the medium: digital and its print outcome…hmmmmmmm.

Bien tot,

Petals

Shane goes off... to France... Virtually

For a ground-hugging creature like me google-maps is a revelation!
I mean petals, you're four metres tall!
You travel through cities, towns, suburbs and sometimes it seems, backyards.
And it has become so addictive that I really think I'm in an TV episode of "Kath & Kim" where Kath and her "meaty bit"  Kel, having forgotten the airline tickets for their interstate holiday, decide to spend holiday time in the airport terminal as there is plenty of shopping and other diversions to keep them occupied.  A virtual holiday.
Silly isn't it?
But you start to see details that begin to accrete to a thread, to  a place, a city, a region and a province.
I think you become better prepared to absorb the visual differences at least; and in doing so may be better able to understand more clearly the cultural... and more quickly.
And it throws up discoveries that you might not have "uncovered" .. e.g.  I have, since early sculpture-days been very impressed with the Romanesque carvings in La Madeleine, Vezelay.

So on google on one of the first "virtuals"  I  reference is Vezelay... only to find that I can't "walk " through the town... pull back zoom on map and realise  its area is tiny, some 500m x 500m (....it's medieval, dumbo) it's meant to be walked. There endeth Lesson 1.

Lesson 2 was a few seconds later on seeing on the map an arrow pointing to "eglise" about 2 Km down the road,  dropped "the-little-man" and was looking at a church that had to be 100 years earlier than I knew Vezelay was.  Turns out petals, that this is the original Vezelay: and from what I've seen, worth long investigation.

A corollory to this was telling a friend, Maggie about the projected trip.  She said she had travelled through Burgundy on her honey-moon many years before and "discovered" a wonderful little church and would find its name for me.  A couple of weeks later Maggie phoned and said, "I've found the church, it's Vezelay". "Which one Maggie, the town or the village"?               Literally, squeals of delight... ":...the Village, do you know it?"

Ta, Google-Maps. 

  

And I wonder if there are any people doing a PHD on the altered patterns of tourist behaviour since the advent of Google-maps?

So I've got my release/ authorisation-form

  and more importantly some Euro's!

But why this obsession with research? 

Because in an earlier incarnation in Italy, although fairly well prepared we realised on return how much we had not appreciated from lack of research.... and let's face it, petals.. it's not like it's all just down the track!

cheers,

Shane.