Good Morning to you all!!!! It’s a beautiful day in Barcelona!
(Update: I actually wrote this at 7:30AM but then was late for shower/getting dressed/drying hair/”fixing my face” and finally go to the After Effects classes I’m taking this month and so I had to go. Anyways! It ended up being a glorious day, almost summerish.)
So, as you can see we have a bit of a special post today. It is a post for the forgotten, the left-out, the ostracized even the flamboyant…in other words, the different ones. ‘Cause they deserve to live, I guess.
I specially like the second photo, which is a little gift from K. It is my understanding than he took the photo in Berlin, and it caught his eyes for the obvious reason: a hidden mountain bike in the weeds! The poor thing was probably seeking to survive the harsh winter in that city. It lost a seat, but it made it to spring!
I took the first one just this Sunday. I went to Ibiza for a weekend, and I came across the wettest night of my life. In the sense that it rained so so much that the entire island suffered a black-out! (this sounds astonishing but the locals are more than used to this things happening). It was about 2 or 3 in the morning, we were dancing to Dj Audiofly in this new club called ‘Bubbles’ (I loved the name, it’s kind of stupid but sounds great). I didn’t know the Dj before, but he was sitting behind me on the plane and then ran into him at the club. I thought his music was really good though. So anyways, we were dancing happily when all of a sudden the music stopped, and the dim lights went off. The party was unexpectedly over. It was raining so hard that drops were falling from the ceiling and well, basically, the sound system didn’t work which is a pretty basic thing happening in a club.
The third and fourth photos were taken my dear friend M. He took them both in South Korea and the last one actually belongs to the local police, that patrol Seoul on them. I’m sure they are highly efficient and that those bikes never get stolen. First, because they belong to the police, and second, they are far too ugly. Anyone can have that bad taste, right?
Last but not least comes the second bicycle, which I’d say belongs to an insane person. The photo was taken by L. in Lyon, where she lives. If I saw someone riding such a hideous thing I would have to stop and take a deep breath. But then, I’m still driving the ugliest bikes on earth aka Bicing so what the hell, I shouldn’t be complaining…
This post is way too random and long and I should be going to meet my partners with whom I’m shooting a documentary. I’ll only be a few minutes late, I’ll ride fast, I promise!
Have a great week!!