Every minute.

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Having an extremely busy schedule actually helps being more productive. When every minute counts, you just have to make sure your using it to your full potential. That at least is the case with me.
Recently I haven’t got a spare minute, and really have to fight for my personal work time. Which is kind of strange as I don’t think it influences the mood of the work itself. If anything the atmosphere is getting more peaceful and contemplative. How peculiar.
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The first image I wasn’t sure would work. I was a bit afraid we’re going to end up with a cheap freakness, a sort of third rate Diane Arbus knockoff. Or some quasi epic Madonna wannabe. Luckily, I feel it avoid being either and ends up in a different place altogether.
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The second image is a simple detail, and I must admit it’s not the first time I tried to capture that object. Lucky for me, construction workers in London take their sweet time, which allowed me three attempts so far. However strange that sounds, this image is a sort of thermometer for me – I shot something similar while on my trip to Japan three years ago:
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For me the difference is reassuring. I can see I’ve moved from something highly decorative, maybe even bordering on romantic kitsch to a more direct, simple and more personal approach. The romantic string is still probably there (it’s not easy, but you have to give me credit for trying), but we’re at least heading towards reality, and have now left the fantasy world way behind.
Yeey…

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The third and last image, well, I just like the collage effect of completely different architectural periods, styles, materials, functions and expressions. Construction work in progress suggests even more mess in the near future. Those small figures, stuck in the temporary space look so lost. One of them is pointing towards something out of the frame, one is looking into my lens, and we even have one gentleman on the roof, to complete the messiness of the whole setting.

 



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