Finally finished going through my aerials from the other day. Hope you enjoy a different perspective on the world’s second largest city…
So I finally got back to flying this past week. I have to say Seoul is probably the largest city I have ever seen. Bigger than New York, I think. Quite literally the city stretches as far as the eye can see, even from over 1200 feet in the air!
I need to find a “fixer” for Seoul. If you are unfamiliar with the term, its generally considered to be a local of the area that can help a photographer, etc find the places best suited to the style of documentary they are working on. Basically a “Guide” that can talk to locals, etc. Don’t have much cash, but I can probably offer a decent meal, english conversation, and some photographic tutoring if you’re into Photography.
Just send me a note, leave a comment, etc and I’ll get back to you.
So, with Chuseok (Korean Thanksgiving) being this weekend, there really wasn’t a whole lot open. Apparently, everyone goes home and cleans their ancestors grave sites and generally does reverent things with family. They don’t hang out in busy merchant and market districts. My original plan was to go up to Seoul, but I was informed this was the one time of year Seoul would be empty. I decided to postpone it for a few weeks.
So, I went out to the the markets again today, this time with my big “Hey! look over here” camera, the D810. I had some shopping to do, and I needed to practice my Hangul. I have graduated from grunts and pointing, to simple sentences! I can now manage to get what I want politely, although I still point a lot and often don’t get the right number of items. You see, in Korea they don’t sell a lot of individual food/small items. When you go shopping and ask for “one” of something, you are really saying give me “one LOT” of whatever. For instance, today sporting my best Hangul, I asked for “Dul juseyo,” while pointing at some dumplings. What I actually intended was to get two dumplings, instead I got two ORDERS, or six dumplings. At least it was only about $1.60 USD and they were tasty.
So, I actually traveled out a bit this weekend finally. I took my life in my hands by riding the Green Bus, but it was a necessary evil to get where I wanted to be. Initially, I stumbled off the bus at the wrong stop. However, it was fortuitous in that it dropped me in front of the Tong Bok Market. I could have spent hours wandering the market, not only for the photographic opportunities, but for the variety of foods available. As I have discussed before, getting away from the tourist spots and sampling the real food is one of the best ways to experience a culture and country. The Tong Bok Market is most definitely the best of both these things.
Just a random office chair, on a random structure in the streets of Anjeong-ri, South Korea. Not much of a story to tell about this one. Just kind of an odd place to find a perfectly good office chair.
I know what you are going to say. Yea! Another instagram food post. Well, in this case I am going to mention that one of the best ways to get a feel for the culture and mannerisms of a particular area is to visit the small local establishments and attempt to order food.
My second weekend living in Korea and time to get groceries. I had actually been looking forward to getting out a little and seeing what the small village outside my compound was like. Apparently, I missed the “Fresh Market” by one day. In Korean fashion, its only on days that end in “8.” However, there were plenty of small shops opening in preparation for the day as I headed down the older section of town. I found a few vendors selling fruits and a nice bakery that seemed to specialize in confections to get some bread in.
As I finish up my project on the Back Belt and Wiregrass regions of Alabama, I thought I would share a few of my favorites you haven’t seen yet. All in all, I have 141 images processed, of which I hope to cull down to about half. I am putting the project in “marinate” for a few weeks so when I look at it again, I can look at it more impartially. I also hope to get a few “good eyes” on it to help with the process, because in the end I hope that I can get it seen somehow. Not just because of the re-photographing of Christenberry and Evans that was an inevitable part of a project like this, but because my own ideas and vision of the South and the lifestyle of the people comes through.
I lived most of my life in North Alabama and Southern Tennessee, aka Appalachia, and I have nothing but a deep respect for the history and people of these regions. I want to preserve that legacy before it disappears completely, and hope that others will see in my images the same perseverance, fortitude, intensity, and warmth that I found in the regions and people as I traveled along the back roads of South Alabama.