Tagged: photography

New Voices: ‘Who I Am’ + Homeland

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Over a few weeks, my lovely friend Isha Patel created an amazing project around identity especially in the context of Americans of color. Above is just one of the images (which happens to be yours truly!), definitely take a look at the whole project in her portfolio: https://www.patelisha.com/who-i-am-1/

Below is the EP that another one of my lovely friends just released today. She has a wonderful voice, and the EP contains original songs as well as a couple covers. Give it a listen!

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Stories told in mostly photos: Barcelona, Spain

Barcelona: a vibrant city full of unique art, diverse cuisine, and eye-catching architecture at every street corner. Every area of the city has a different feel, due to the medieval roots of the Gothic quarter and the modern, quirky style of architect Antoni Gaudi’s work.

Walking down those varying sidewalks, I felt right at home.  Continue reading

Once Upon a Time: Unedited Significances

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one of the shots from my camera during our little adventure! check out my flickr to see more

So, this is a long-overdue post.

It’s actually been floating around, unfinished, in my drafts since February 27th, which was a time that I probably could’ve been writing more but grew to be too lazy/unmotivated to do so.

In my last post, I mentioned this guy named Brandon Stanton. He runs this photography-centered website/blog called Humans of New York, and on it, he posts photos of strangers that he meets on (primarily) the streets of New York City. Along with these photographs are captions that range from a few words to multiple sentences long, and each caption tells a unique story or perspective on life. Continue reading

This Week’s Episode: My Eyes are Lenses

This year I took a photography course that really changed how I look at things.

It’s not quite the same as biology, which opened my eyes to connections on a deeper level; photography taught me to look at the world through a magnifying glass. (A mental magnifying glass, that is. I don’t carry around a magnifying glass. Though maybe I should. Just because I can.)

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