So here’s the thing. Way back, before I had a blog, I had a blog. Well, an iWeb blog that was private that I shared with friends and family when I travelled. And I wrote and posted pictures every day. Of pretty much everything. Overload? Not really when it was my means of communicating what I was up to with people who were far away – much more efficient than emailing and so much prettier with pictures.
Since I have had a “real” blog, I have kind of felt compelled to take even more pictures. To capture moments, images I might need (you never know right?!). But just over three years down the blogging road, it gets tiring. Taking your camera everywhere. Worrying about light and angles and plate presentation and at the same time not bugging your travel companions or those around you with your big old camera. So sometimes, you know, I leave my camera at home. Or in a hotel room. And just go to enjoy the moment. And be. To be fair, I always have my iPhone with me, which helps with those surreptitious snaps to help you capture a moment you really want to remember. All the while, in a much more discrete fashion than were it with a proper camera. And this summer I have come to realise something. Even though these quick snapshots might not be the best composed with the best lighting, some of these are my favourite pictures. Because they are memories of moments.
This summer, I have been SO busy, every day, working with food at La Cuisine Paris making amazing dishes, watching wonderful things materialise often from just a few ingredients. Or wandering markets, looking at food. Looking at the people selling and buying the food. It’s been fascinating and a real education. One that I have wanted to document. I’ve struggled a lot with finding when to bring out the big camera this summer. Especially after my weekend with Tim Clinch and Kate Hill where the true lesson, aside from photography and cooking was to simply slow down. Behind the camera and “off camera” so to speak. Yet looking at my iPhone pictures from the past few weeks, I realise I have documented a LOT without my big camera. And that some of these, whilst not the “best” pictures, are some of my best memories…
One of my favourite memories from this summer so far has got to be after the night market in Vianne (see below) when Tim, Kate and Monica and I tumbled home and finished the apricot tart. And Monica took this picture. The moment. Unstyled. Totally not thought about. But captured. So today I am sharing some of my own “moments” from the past month and a bit in Paris and Gascony with you. I hope you enjoy because these photos all make me smile. A lot.
It’s true that these are pretty terrible pictures of food. Oysters, calamari and charcuterie on a terribly messy table. But it you take a look at Tim’s video montage of the evening, you might get a glimpse of how much fun it was that night. Or perhaps you had to be there…
Thanks for indulging me. I’m leaving Paris with a bit of a heavy heart tomorrow morning. Hopefully the next two weeks in Champagne and the Rhône will provide me with many more happy moments.
Follow my French travels on Flickr this summer with my Summer 2012 set of photos – updated regularly!