retour des beaux jours, la langueur de vivre a repris le dessus. Tout le pays souffre d'une chaleur écrasante depuis 9h du matin jusqu'à 17h, et contrairement à leurs compatriotes israéliens (quel manque de tact Agathe, compatriote ?) les palestiniens n'ont pas TOUS la clim à la maison. Il ne faut pas se faire de mouron non plus, les vieux restent à l'ombre.
hier j'ai acheté un ancien appareil photo Mamiya 120mm, à un photographe recyclé en vendeur de souvenir en bois d'olivier pour les pellerins. 400 shequels, environ 75 € sachant qu'il marche très bien. Une affaire. J'ai l'intention de faire une série de portraits de palestosses avec. C'est très excitant de pouvoir se servir de ses capacités et de son savoir faire. J'ai récemment remonté la chambre noire qui se trouve dans l'ancien local de l'ONG (et se trouve proche de la démolition). Mise à part quelques chimies un peu périmées, tout marchait très bien. J'ai fait quelques ateliers d'apprentissage de développement et d'agrandissement de films mais bien évidement, les jeunes ne sont intéressés par ces procédés salissant, approximatif et coûteux. Le numérique a assurément remporté son pari dans les pays en voix de développement (ou pas).
J'ai pour ma part réussi a tiré quelques clichés pour le moins circonstanciels, à savoir, des kéfiyehs, plein de kéfiyehs sur un fond sous exposés, pendant des funérailles de martyres. Happy Palestine.
Il ne me reste officiellement plus aucune raison de rester dans cette ONG. Rien ni personne ne m'a vraiment convaincue. Beaucoup trop de népotisme et d'hypocrisie. De non dits et d'inefficacité professionnelle ont cours. Une exploitation intempestive des volontaires internationaux, qui pourrait être justifiée et justifiable se voit être résolument inutile et juste épuisant pour ces derniers. En 5 mois personne dans cette organisation n'a trouvé le moyen de se consacrer à une vrai formation en photographie. Tout est fait à moitié, à l'envers, sans conviction ou alors sans effort. Fatigant. Tous les excuses que l'ont donne: l'hiver, la pauvreté, l'injustice, l'occupation, la peur, les inégalités, ne sont plus que des ombres qui plannent qussi haut que la précarité, le racisme, la capitalisme, l'antisociale, qui a lieu en occident. On ne se bat contre les dieux, histoire et temps. Et malheureusement c'est le combat que mène les palestiniens.
Quelques portraits pour bien dire que je SUIS photographe, suivent donc des faciès de Jénine et des gosses, enfants d'enfants de réfugiés.
As elsewhere in the southern hemisphere, after a short period of unrest due to
return of sunny days, the languor of life has taken over. While the country suffers from an overwhelming heat from 9am in the morning until 17h, and unlike their compatriots Israeli (what lack of tact Agathe, compatriot?) Palestinians have not ALL the air conditioning at home. We must not make mouron neither, the old remain in the shade.
Yesterday I bought an old camera 120mm Mamiya, a photographer recycled souvenir vendor in olive wood for pellerins. 400 shequels, about 75 € knowing that works very well. One case. I intend to make a series of portraits of palestosses with. It's very exciting to be able to use his abilities and his savoir faire. I recently travelled up the dark room which is located in the former local NGO (and lies close to the demolition). Apart from a few chemistries a bit outdated, everything worked very well. I did some workshops learning development and expansion of films but obviously, young people are interested in these processes dirty, rough and costly. Digital technology has certainly won his bet in the country votes for development (or not).
For my part I managed a few shots fired at least circumstantial, namely, kéfiyehs, full of kéfiyehs on a substantive presentations during the funeral of martyrs. Happy Palestine.
It remains for me officially no more reason to stay in this NGO. Nothing and no one really believed me. Too many nepotism and hypocrisy. The so-called non inefficiency and vocational courses. An unintended use of international volunteers, which could be justified and justifiable is to be decidedly unhelpful and just exhausting for them. By 5 months nobody in this organization has found a way to devote himself to a real training in photography. Everything is done in half, upside down, without conviction or without effort. Fatigant. All the excuses that have given: winter, poverty, injustice, occupation, fear, inequality, are more than shadows plannent qussi high as precarious, racism, capitalism, the antisocial, which takes place in the West. There are fights against the gods, history and time. And unfortunately it is the struggle waged by the Palestinians.
Some portraits to say that I am a photographer, thus following facies Jenin and kids, children of children of refugees.
return of sunny days, the languor of life has taken over. While the country suffers from an overwhelming heat from 9am in the morning until 17h, and unlike their compatriots Israeli (what lack of tact Agathe, compatriot?) Palestinians have not ALL the air conditioning at home. We must not make mouron neither, the old remain in the shade.
Yesterday I bought an old camera 120mm Mamiya, a photographer recycled souvenir vendor in olive wood for pellerins. 400 shequels, about 75 € knowing that works very well. One case. I intend to make a series of portraits of palestosses with. It's very exciting to be able to use his abilities and his savoir faire. I recently travelled up the dark room which is located in the former local NGO (and lies close to the demolition). Apart from a few chemistries a bit outdated, everything worked very well. I did some workshops learning development and expansion of films but obviously, young people are interested in these processes dirty, rough and costly. Digital technology has certainly won his bet in the country votes for development (or not).
For my part I managed a few shots fired at least circumstantial, namely, kéfiyehs, full of kéfiyehs on a substantive presentations during the funeral of martyrs. Happy Palestine.
It remains for me officially no more reason to stay in this NGO. Nothing and no one really believed me. Too many nepotism and hypocrisy. The so-called non inefficiency and vocational courses. An unintended use of international volunteers, which could be justified and justifiable is to be decidedly unhelpful and just exhausting for them. By 5 months nobody in this organization has found a way to devote himself to a real training in photography. Everything is done in half, upside down, without conviction or without effort. Fatigant. All the excuses that have given: winter, poverty, injustice, occupation, fear, inequality, are more than shadows plannent qussi high as precarious, racism, capitalism, the antisocial, which takes place in the West. There are fights against the gods, history and time. And unfortunately it is the struggle waged by the Palestinians.
Some portraits to say that I am a photographer, thus following facies Jenin and kids, children of children of refugees.
