This project, which I first started shooting in May of 2006, was born from my observances of the sheer humanity, the spectacle of the beach and it’s denizens. The beach… Where else do we work so hard at enjoying ourselves? We haul half a truckload of toys, tents, chairs, blankets, fishing poles, pets, food–you name it, just to get burned by the sun, stung by a jellyfish, knocked down by a wave and scuffed by the sand. Then, we head home exhausted only to ‘wash, rinse and repeat’ the following weekend. Since I live in Florida, am a photojournalist by trade and love to photograph people, this project was a no-brainer: out here, this is where life happens. It’s a place that transcends cultures, social status, age and race. Strip a guy down, put him in a Speedo and you have no idea if he’s rich or poor. Ah, life is a beach. Correction: Life is a Florida Beach. The work below is a sample of my most recent photographs from the larger project that I hope will become a hardcover photography book in the future…..
You know that the big day gets closer when the blue lines appear on the streets of Hamburg in the spring. 42.195 km of asphalt that belong to cars 364 days of the year. But not on that one Sunday of the year! More than ten thousand runners have started to practice and get in shape for month. But on the day that the blue lines appear everyone gets that tingling feeling in their stomach. Anticipation, excitement and plain old fear…
New member of Origami Collective: Fuji X-Photographer Marco Larousse
We have just got back from a week away in St Ives. It’s one of my favourite places to visit in the UK and when you get the weather it’s just about perfect. St Ives is blessed with some fantastic beaches, which essentially surround the small fishing town. The harbour area is the bustling focal point of St Ives with its shops, restaurants, cafés and traditional old pub – The Sloop Inn. The tables outside the pub face the harbour and it’s a great spot for people watching. On elf the first things I do when I arrive in St Ives is order a pint of Doombar, sit back and just relax. The atmosphere is unique. Local fishermen mix with tourists and conversations play out against a background soundtrack of waves gently lapping on the shore and the shrill sound of seagulls. The only sound more shrill than the gulls is the screams of newbie tourists losing their newly purchased ice-creams and pasties to the swooping airborne aggressors. Here are a few photos from this year’s visit. The pictures here were taken on the Fuji X-Pro1with mainly the new 10-24mm f4 and the X-E1 with the 55-200mm attached. The reason for the two bodies was that it enabled me to cover a wide range of shots without changing lenses in what can be a fairly dusty environment with all that sand swirling around………
As a native of the city of Birmingham there a some things that make me proud to be a child of the town. HP Sauce, Duran Duran, UB40, and the original Mini to name a few. But there is one thing that stands above all of that, a band well, more than that an entire sound that shrouded the city then now and forever. The story is well known, four working class lads from Birmingham who got together because there was chuff all else too do in Brum at that point in time. A real smoking sooty furnace of a place, the city was and still is a fairly hard place and for over 40 years Black Sabbath has been interwoven within that. The heavy bluesy soul that Birmingham emits is the heart of Black Sabbath even now…..
Another week another shoe release, but this is very very special. The Nike Air Max arrived in 1987. Tinker Hatfield and Mark Parker wanted the most comfortable shoe on the market, Nike had already given is the waffle sole, but they wanted more for their top class athletes. Nike had gotten people running and this was the next step. This shoe was different it had this magic little air bubble or Air Bag in the sole, the first time I saw a pair I was 13 or 14 JD Sports had a real small store in Birmingham and these where there all new and groundbreaking. Inspired by the Pompidu Centre in Paris they had the same outside in design as the famous paris tourist spot. I remember the whole Air bag puncturing fable, I remember being sent home from school as they didn’t meet the uniform. Pestering my dad till he gave in. It was a love affair that has gone on and on……
The past year has been a record year for me in terms of travel, being a working photographer has its advantages and disadvantages, while most people think that all we do is take pictures, there is a lot of work that takes place prior and after the fact. From getting to the location to shooting pictures to selecting, editing and publishing, all of these take up more time than the actual making of photographs. I have spent enough time in airports and inside airplanes the past year and a half to last me a life time, but still everyday I wake up feeling blessed that I get to do what I love. I have put my old blog to rest, and for the past couple of days I have worked on changing my mindset of how I will be posting my work online and luckily I figured things out, this new format is the way to go. I now don’t feel the urge to wait till I collect a large number of photos to post to a blog, this new format will allow me to share more of my photographs with the world……
Yesterday I assisted in the coverage of the wedding of Samantha & Richard Demko which was held at Chiddingstone Castle Kent. From the minute I arrived I knew this was a very very special wedding, no expense spared…the Bridal party were stunning, and Samantha the bride was mind glowingly beautiful. She had a glow about her that only a woman in love could radiate. I get to see so many stressed brides, Samantha certainly wan’t one of them – she had everything planned to the tee. The weather was looking unsettled during the bridal preparations, and it looked to thwart an outside wedding which they had planned….in the end the sun did good and followed was a beautiful ceremony held in the Orangery to the rear of the castle in the quaint gardens. Here are few images I made from the day, as always my X-Pro1 is performing flawlessly- discrete, understated and always a conversation piece. Sam & Rich if you are reading this I mean it when I say “It was pleasure to be part of your big day” – the boys and girls were immaculately turned out and everyone made me feel very welcome to be your photographer….
In 1984, the very first Winter Olympics taking place in a Communist state was held in the unique and remarkable city of Sarajevo – then a thriving metropolis in the now-defunct host nation Yugoslavia, but these days the modern capital city of Bosnia and Herzegovina. In 2014 – thirty years after the Sarajevo Winter Olympics – the seaside Russian city of Sochi also held the attention of television viewers, in that unique way only a communist nation in a world entranced by western media is capable of doing, as it played host to 22nd Winter Olympiad. Yugoslavia doesn’t exist anymore, except in the minds of Yugo-stalgic lovers of all things Tito. Bosnia and Herzegovina is a democracy. Russia is hanging on to communism, but the one thing that the cities of Sochi and Sarajevo share, is an abandoned Winter Olympic site. As Sochi begins it’s inevitable decay, perhaps the abandoned Winter Olympic bobsled track, high on Mount Trebević above Sarajevo, will be an eerily accurate bellwether for the future of the area above Sochi’s Imeritinsky Beach………
The firmware update Ver. 3.30 from Ver. 3.20 incorporates the following issues:
- Addition of compatibility with „XF18-135mmF3.5-5.6 R LM OIS WR“
To ensure that autofocus performs as expected, upgrade the firmware for the camera.
- Change of aperture display for zoom lenses
Display of aperture value when zooming with the shutter button pressed halfway will become same as the display when zooming without the shutter button pressed.
This is my 4th day designing a street photography course in Budapest, my companion, for this trip a Fuji X-Pro 1 Its another searingly hot day with very little breeze, it’s in the mid 30s with a high humidity, quite unpleasant for this chap from England, nevertheless I want to explore the Jewish Quarter. Budapest has the largest Jewish community in Central Europe so I head there to check it out. My first port of call is the Great Synagogue, a magnificent looking building from the outside and literature tells me that it is one of the largest synagogue in Europe. As a street photographer I wouldn’t normally pay to enter a tourist attraction but this is more than that, I wanted to find out about the history. It costs 2800 Hufs to enter which is about £8 at the current exchange rate. I have to say it is worth it. It’s stunning inside, almost theatre-esk with its balconies and what look like private boxes that seem to go all around, it beautiful and ornate. You are also allowed to take photographs as long as you don’t use flash. On entering all ladies have to cover their shoulders and the men must wear a Kippah which are provided. Part of the entrance fee allows you to go to the Jewish museum which has important pieces of art from Hungary and Eastern Europe. Part of the museum has quite shocking images of the persecution of Jews suffered during the war……..