In New York you can find everything selling on the streets from Gucci handbags to Rolex Watches, after a day walking in Manhattan, I found this guy selling expensive coats for just twenty dollars, people where crazy, specially women jumping and trying hard to get to the coats because they were selling really fast. Again I recorded the sounds wile I was making the photos. I think you can feel more the scene and almost be there.
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sábado, dezembro 23, 2006
quinta-feira, dezembro 21, 2006
The Trompet Friends
This is my first slideshow project with sounds recorded during the time I was taking photos. I meet Peter and Sam during december this year in New York at Columbus Circle where they play really nice Christmas songs with they're trompete and trombone.
Enjoy it!!
©2006 Miguel A Lopes
Enjoy it!!
©2006 Miguel A Lopes
segunda-feira, dezembro 04, 2006
"Jura" and Giles
Jura and Giles, two friends I meet here in Denmark, they are both foreigners and they both work delivering newspapers in the streets of Copenhagen. "Jura" is from Brazil and Giles is from England.
I’m covering they’re personal stories of life with pictures and sound recording but I’m still working on it but here are some photos.
I’m covering they’re personal stories of life with pictures and sound recording but I’m still working on it but here are some photos.
"Jura"
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Giles
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terça-feira, novembro 28, 2006
New York
On the 6th of December I will fly to New York again for the second time. The first time was in 2004 and I went there just on vacations, but this time I go there to attend a workshop of Photography and shoot a personal project.
The project is related to people but I can’t reveal more, for now here are just a few pictures taken in 2004
The project is related to people but I can’t reveal more, for now here are just a few pictures taken in 2004
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© Miguel A. Lopesterça-feira, novembro 21, 2006
Havana Cuba 12th and 13th of August 2006
In August this year I decided to pay visit to Havana Cuba, by the time I was living in Playa del Carmen a city located 70 km south of Cancun- México so I was very close to Cuba, less then a hour flying from Cancun.
I didn’t know much about Cuba, just what I sometimes heard on the news, I knew that they lived in a Political Regime, that the cars where very old, that they have really nice beaches, and that they love music like Salsa and Rumba
I book my two day’s vacation to the weekend of 12th and 13th of August, not knowing that it was the weekend of the celebration of Fidel Castro 80th Birthday, I just knew by the news that he was very sick and that he was in the hospital.
I tell I didn’t know about Fidel Castro birthday and the Regime because I was surprised by it as soon as I arrived to Cuba. In the passport control at the airport in Havana the police ask me if in I had any photographic camera witch I told them I had not just one but my two Digital SLR’s. What a big trouble for me it come from that, they took my passport, I saw it pass from hand to hand and they where not giving me explanations about what was happening.
I waited more than 30 minutes, every time I ask what was happening I had a Cuban woman saying to me in a very aggressive voice to just wait. Finally and after another 20 minutes one man called me, he was from the press department of the government of Fidel Castro, and he then ask me if I was Journalist, and if I wasn’t, why I had such good cameras. He told me that if I was Journalist I would have to ask previously from entering the country for a special visa because this was a very delicate time and the Government doesn’t allowed to many journalists in Cuba.(later I knew that they where refusing entrance to all journalists even with that special visa)
Well but after this entire episode I enter the country and I went to stay in a private house located in the “new” Havana, it wasn’t the best place but it was acceptable for the price.
The next day I went down town to visit “Old Havana”, I started in the famous ocean avenue The Malecón, it runs for about 7 kilometres and there you can start feeling the “spirit” of Havana, everywhere you look you will be amazed by it and you can see that the descriptions on the books are there for you to feel it for real, the old cars passing in the avenue, lovers sit cuddling together, locals taking a nap, playing or fishing, sometimes asking "Hey man, where do you come from?", teenage “jineteras” cat-call and make dreamy eyes at tourist men, and you can breath the fresh air and enjoy the ocean in one side and the old buildings in the other.
After walking a bit in the Malecón I enter the streets of Old Havana, I couldn’t believe what I was seeing and feeling, everywhere I looked I feel that I wanted to take a photo, the people had so strong expression, the Colonial buildings where old, very old but amazing, the cars on the streets also very old and the energy was something that only being there you can feel it.
Two local Cuban come to meet me and ask if I want them to be my guide in the city, I wasn’t very secure if it was safe but I prefer to pay them a little bit and see the true inner city then not seeing it and they looked nice guys. We made a “tour” in areas of the city that I didn’t see any tourist and were I could listen and understand them saying to other people “ He’s my guest He’s ok”. We went then thru very tight street and an alley to a house of a friend of then to buy a box of Cuban Cigars “Everyone that goes to Cuba as to buy the true Cuban Cigars”.
I asked these guys what they think about the Regime and one of them was very sad because he couldn’t get out of the country to visit or go live with his girl friend in Canada, the government doesn’t allow them to leave the country.
After this tour and after buying the cigars the two guys went way and I continued to the more touristic zone, I went to drink a Mojito in the bar “La Bodeguita del Medio” where the famous writer Ernest Hemingway use to go.
Near there I meet a Sweden press photographer Thomas Nilsson, he was there in Cuba to cover the birthday of Fidel Castro and in one street before I had seen a wall painted with a message about Fidel Birthday so me and Thomas went there to take some pictures. We also went again to other less touristic zones, but this time we had no local guide and when we where taking pictures inside a building with a lot of local people curious about our cameras I saw two cops entering the building and start asking questions to one of the local guys there, asking if we where buying drug or if we where journalists asking questions about Fidel or the Regime. I immediately stopped taking photos and went out side but Thomas continued inside, when I went outside I passed near another cop and heard on his radio “ Check if they are Journalists!!! Check if they are Journalists!!!” so I went inside and called Thomas, in the confusion of people inside and outside we went away from there and we rush into a touristic zone.
Thomas had to go back to his hotel to send an article but we agree to meet later in a famous night club called “Casa da Musica”
So I went back to the house to take a nice shower and rest a bit from the more then 12 km I had walk during the day.
At night I went to this place and it was great to see a famous Cuban band play Salsa and Rumba songs and see how the people dance and how people vibrate with the Cuban music, the energy was really amazing.
In the end of the night no Taxis where available so I had to walk back home, I passed again in The Malecón the temperature was warm and the atmosphere was unbelievable, thousands of people where there, dancing, chatting, seated, drinking it was really great to see that, apparently near by it had been a concert celebrating the anniversary of Fidel Castro.
It had been a really busy and tiring day and I had just another day to discover Havana so I went home to sleep.
Next day I went again downtown, it was Sunday and more people where on the streets, it was also the day of the birthday of Fidel Castro. In the streets and after the incident from Saturday I start noticing the presence of the police and they where everywhere, I didn’t went back to the old Havana, I just hanged around downtown taking more photos talking to locals and just relaxing in some coffees listening to salsa and rumba music.
Later that day and talking to the lady in the House where I stayed and commenting that I saw a lot of police on the streets during the day she told me that they where just the ones I could see but there where the double or more undercover, she also told me that the Cubans live with fear, they have fear to speak, fear to express them selves against the regime and the political decisions and that in a way they are expecting that Fidel Castro dies for some changes take place, she told me that the average salary is twelve dollars and that with this dollars they have to change it for tickets to buy food, this food is rationalized. There isn't enough food in the country to feed all of the Cuban population.. The reason for this is mostly due to the US economic embargo imposed against Cuba starting in 1960. As a consequence of chronic food shortages, Cubans are issued with ration cards that determine how much of everything that a person or a family are entitled to on a daily/monthly basis.
Cubans get their groceries at a local 'peso store', the book "says" what one can buy. E.g. A family is entitled to rations of milk only if that family has a child, or children, under the age of six. This ration-book is also saying, how much beans, rice and coffee your family can buy, in pesos. In addition, simply having a ration book does not ensure that the person or family will get food, and foodstuffs because the peso stores also suffer food and household supply shortages. As an example, in January 2002, bar soap was rationed to half a bar per person per month!
It’s really sad for me to hear this and think how this people live they’re life’s, I could not imagine myself not being able to travel, to speak free about what I think, not being able to gain more money if I work more to or to do my own choices. I really feel sorrow for the Cuban people and I hope this situation changes soon.
This two days where unforgettable for me, the Cuban people are amazing, friendly and they still are happy.
For me was also an overwhelming experience to be able to visit Cuba with such tight Regime and feel it in the “skin” .
I didn’t meet Thomas again but after some weeks I receive an email from him saying that the police went to his hotel and told him to leave the country knowing that he and his friends where journalists, so he ad to leave the country, and the police where at the airport making sure they went away.
I didn’t know much about Cuba, just what I sometimes heard on the news, I knew that they lived in a Political Regime, that the cars where very old, that they have really nice beaches, and that they love music like Salsa and Rumba
I book my two day’s vacation to the weekend of 12th and 13th of August, not knowing that it was the weekend of the celebration of Fidel Castro 80th Birthday, I just knew by the news that he was very sick and that he was in the hospital.
I tell I didn’t know about Fidel Castro birthday and the Regime because I was surprised by it as soon as I arrived to Cuba. In the passport control at the airport in Havana the police ask me if in I had any photographic camera witch I told them I had not just one but my two Digital SLR’s. What a big trouble for me it come from that, they took my passport, I saw it pass from hand to hand and they where not giving me explanations about what was happening.
I waited more than 30 minutes, every time I ask what was happening I had a Cuban woman saying to me in a very aggressive voice to just wait. Finally and after another 20 minutes one man called me, he was from the press department of the government of Fidel Castro, and he then ask me if I was Journalist, and if I wasn’t, why I had such good cameras. He told me that if I was Journalist I would have to ask previously from entering the country for a special visa because this was a very delicate time and the Government doesn’t allowed to many journalists in Cuba.(later I knew that they where refusing entrance to all journalists even with that special visa)
Well but after this entire episode I enter the country and I went to stay in a private house located in the “new” Havana, it wasn’t the best place but it was acceptable for the price.
The next day I went down town to visit “Old Havana”, I started in the famous ocean avenue The Malecón, it runs for about 7 kilometres and there you can start feeling the “spirit” of Havana, everywhere you look you will be amazed by it and you can see that the descriptions on the books are there for you to feel it for real, the old cars passing in the avenue, lovers sit cuddling together, locals taking a nap, playing or fishing, sometimes asking "Hey man, where do you come from?", teenage “jineteras” cat-call and make dreamy eyes at tourist men, and you can breath the fresh air and enjoy the ocean in one side and the old buildings in the other.
After walking a bit in the Malecón I enter the streets of Old Havana, I couldn’t believe what I was seeing and feeling, everywhere I looked I feel that I wanted to take a photo, the people had so strong expression, the Colonial buildings where old, very old but amazing, the cars on the streets also very old and the energy was something that only being there you can feel it.
Two local Cuban come to meet me and ask if I want them to be my guide in the city, I wasn’t very secure if it was safe but I prefer to pay them a little bit and see the true inner city then not seeing it and they looked nice guys. We made a “tour” in areas of the city that I didn’t see any tourist and were I could listen and understand them saying to other people “ He’s my guest He’s ok”. We went then thru very tight street and an alley to a house of a friend of then to buy a box of Cuban Cigars “Everyone that goes to Cuba as to buy the true Cuban Cigars”.
I asked these guys what they think about the Regime and one of them was very sad because he couldn’t get out of the country to visit or go live with his girl friend in Canada, the government doesn’t allow them to leave the country.
After this tour and after buying the cigars the two guys went way and I continued to the more touristic zone, I went to drink a Mojito in the bar “La Bodeguita del Medio” where the famous writer Ernest Hemingway use to go.
Near there I meet a Sweden press photographer Thomas Nilsson, he was there in Cuba to cover the birthday of Fidel Castro and in one street before I had seen a wall painted with a message about Fidel Birthday so me and Thomas went there to take some pictures. We also went again to other less touristic zones, but this time we had no local guide and when we where taking pictures inside a building with a lot of local people curious about our cameras I saw two cops entering the building and start asking questions to one of the local guys there, asking if we where buying drug or if we where journalists asking questions about Fidel or the Regime. I immediately stopped taking photos and went out side but Thomas continued inside, when I went outside I passed near another cop and heard on his radio “ Check if they are Journalists!!! Check if they are Journalists!!!” so I went inside and called Thomas, in the confusion of people inside and outside we went away from there and we rush into a touristic zone.
Thomas had to go back to his hotel to send an article but we agree to meet later in a famous night club called “Casa da Musica”
So I went back to the house to take a nice shower and rest a bit from the more then 12 km I had walk during the day.
At night I went to this place and it was great to see a famous Cuban band play Salsa and Rumba songs and see how the people dance and how people vibrate with the Cuban music, the energy was really amazing.
In the end of the night no Taxis where available so I had to walk back home, I passed again in The Malecón the temperature was warm and the atmosphere was unbelievable, thousands of people where there, dancing, chatting, seated, drinking it was really great to see that, apparently near by it had been a concert celebrating the anniversary of Fidel Castro.
It had been a really busy and tiring day and I had just another day to discover Havana so I went home to sleep.
Next day I went again downtown, it was Sunday and more people where on the streets, it was also the day of the birthday of Fidel Castro. In the streets and after the incident from Saturday I start noticing the presence of the police and they where everywhere, I didn’t went back to the old Havana, I just hanged around downtown taking more photos talking to locals and just relaxing in some coffees listening to salsa and rumba music.
Later that day and talking to the lady in the House where I stayed and commenting that I saw a lot of police on the streets during the day she told me that they where just the ones I could see but there where the double or more undercover, she also told me that the Cubans live with fear, they have fear to speak, fear to express them selves against the regime and the political decisions and that in a way they are expecting that Fidel Castro dies for some changes take place, she told me that the average salary is twelve dollars and that with this dollars they have to change it for tickets to buy food, this food is rationalized. There isn't enough food in the country to feed all of the Cuban population.. The reason for this is mostly due to the US economic embargo imposed against Cuba starting in 1960. As a consequence of chronic food shortages, Cubans are issued with ration cards that determine how much of everything that a person or a family are entitled to on a daily/monthly basis.
Cubans get their groceries at a local 'peso store', the book "says" what one can buy. E.g. A family is entitled to rations of milk only if that family has a child, or children, under the age of six. This ration-book is also saying, how much beans, rice and coffee your family can buy, in pesos. In addition, simply having a ration book does not ensure that the person or family will get food, and foodstuffs because the peso stores also suffer food and household supply shortages. As an example, in January 2002, bar soap was rationed to half a bar per person per month!
It’s really sad for me to hear this and think how this people live they’re life’s, I could not imagine myself not being able to travel, to speak free about what I think, not being able to gain more money if I work more to or to do my own choices. I really feel sorrow for the Cuban people and I hope this situation changes soon.
This two days where unforgettable for me, the Cuban people are amazing, friendly and they still are happy.
For me was also an overwhelming experience to be able to visit Cuba with such tight Regime and feel it in the “skin” .
I didn’t meet Thomas again but after some weeks I receive an email from him saying that the police went to his hotel and told him to leave the country knowing that he and his friends where journalists, so he ad to leave the country, and the police where at the airport making sure they went away.
© Miguel A. Lopes
© Miguel A. Lopes
© Miguel A. Lopes
© Miguel A. Lopes
© Miguel A. Lopes
© Miguel A. Lopes
© Miguel A. Lopes
© Miguel A. Lopes
© Miguel A. Lopes
© Miguel A. Lopessábado, novembro 18, 2006
Autumn Colours
Here are some photos of the amazing colours of the autumn, it’s really beautiful to see all the red, brown and orange tones on the trees at the numerous Parks and Gardens of Copenhagen.
© Miguel A. Lopes
© Miguel A. Lopes
Don Vicente
This portrait is from Don Vicente, one of the guides of the Sian Ka'an Biosphere Reserve. He spend all day with me and my friends, and he was really friendly. During the day I took some photos of him, but in none of them he looked straight to my camera, maybe he was protecting himself. Below from the photo is some information about the Reserve.
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The Sian Ka'an Biosphere reserve is a tract of 500,000 hectares (1.3 million acres) set aside in 1986 to preserve tropical forests, savannas, mangroves, coastal and marine habitats, and 110km (70 miles) of coastal reefs. The area is home to jaguars, pumas, ocelots, margays, jaguarondis, spider and howler monkeys, tapirs, white-lipped and collared peccaries, manatees, brocket and white-tailed deer, crocodiles, and green, loggerhead, hawksbill, and leatherback sea turtles. It also protects 366 species of birds -- you might catch a glimpse of an ocellated turkey, a great curassow, a brilliantly colored parrot, a toucan or trogon, a white ibis, a roseate spoonbill, a jabiru (or wood stork), a flamingo, or one of 15 species of herons, egrets, and bitterns.The park has three parts: a "core zone" restricted to research; a "buffer zone," to which visitors and families already living there have restricted use; and a "cooperation zone," which is outside the reserve but vital to its preservation. Driving south from Tulum on Highway 307, everything on the left side of the highway is part of the reserve. Most tours enter the bio preserve on this side at the community of Muyil where there are canals built by the Maya that lead to a lagoon. At least 22 archaeological sites have been charted within Sian Ka'an.
sexta-feira, novembro 17, 2006
Portraits - French Homeless
From now on, I will publish here one portrait every day, from people I meet on the streets, friends, personalities, politicians, musicians, actors etc.
The first one is from a homeless I photograph in the streets of Paris last October, I ask him if I could take him a photo which he kindly agree. Notice his amazing blue eyes.
The first one is from a homeless I photograph in the streets of Paris last October, I ask him if I could take him a photo which he kindly agree. Notice his amazing blue eyes.
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sábado, novembro 11, 2006
World Press Photo 2006 Exhibition
From 03 November 2006 until 17 December 2006 and if you are in Denmark you could visit the World Press Photo exhibition with the photos from the 2006 winner Photographers. This year 4,448 professional photographers from 122 countries entered 83,044 images in the most prestigious annual international competition in press photography.
The winner was Finbarr O'Reilly from Canada representing Reuters, and shows a Nigerian woman and the fingers of her child like it is described down:
The winner was Finbarr O'Reilly from Canada representing Reuters, and shows a Nigerian woman and the fingers of her child like it is described down:
"The fingers of malnourished one-year-old Alassa Galisou are pressed against the lips of his mother Fatou Ousseini at an emergency feeding center in the town of Tahoua in northwestern Niger, on August 1. One of the worst droughts in recent times together with a particularly heavy plague of locusts had destroyed the previous year's harvest, leaving millions of people severely short of food. Heavy rains promised well for the 2005 crops, but hindered aid workers bringing supplies. Relief had been slow to come. Accusations were leveled variously blaming the United Nations, Western governments, the international aid community and officials in Niger itself for failing to respond early enough to an imminent crisis. Just weeks before the photo was taken leaders at the G8 summit of the world's richest nations had resolved to make poverty history by doubling aid to Africa by 2010." ( transcription form World Press Photo web site)
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© Miguel A. Lopes
© Miguel A. Lopes
© Miguel A. Lopes
quinta-feira, novembro 09, 2006
Hubertus Jagt 2006
Photos from "Hubertus Jagt", a traditional annual horse race held in the north of Copenhagen in a park "Dyrehaven" (animal garden) on the first weekend of November and no matter how the weather is people come to watch the race, this year 50.000 people participated wearing big rain coats and bringing hot coffee and strong bitters to keep the warmth.
The race has it's origin in England were they hunt foxes, here in Denmark the horse riders used to hunt for wildlife like deers but now they instead turned it into a race and the only remains from the time of hunting wildlife is the fact that the two front horse riders wear a fox tail on their red jacket.
The highest point of the race is a jump followed by big water whole here some of the riders went for a “nice and cold bath”, the first Rider crossing the finishing line gets a very prestigious prize and get honoured at a special dinner the same night.
The race has it's origin in England were they hunt foxes, here in Denmark the horse riders used to hunt for wildlife like deers but now they instead turned it into a race and the only remains from the time of hunting wildlife is the fact that the two front horse riders wear a fox tail on their red jacket.
The highest point of the race is a jump followed by big water whole here some of the riders went for a “nice and cold bath”, the first Rider crossing the finishing line gets a very prestigious prize and get honoured at a special dinner the same night.
© Miguel A. Lopes
© Miguel A. Lopes
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© Miguel A. Lopes
© Miguel A. Lopes
© Miguel A. Lopes
© Miguel A. Lopes
© Miguel A. Lopes
© Miguel A. Lopes
© Miguel A. Lopes
segunda-feira, novembro 06, 2006
Dogs, I love them!
Just a photo of a small and funny dog taken from a dog's point of view.
© Miguel A. LopesVictim of Pollution??
After a couple of photos on Amager Strand Park, a beach located in the south part of Copenhagen I saw this death seagull on the sand and near by some chimneys from an Industrial complex. My question is: Is it the seagull a victim of pollution?
© Miguel A. LopesVesterhavet
Photos from Vesterhavet, the nice beach houses and the beach where the Germans built bunkers strategically all along the west coastal line during the World War II to prevent the English from entering Denmark by boat and thus threatening the German empire.
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© Miguel A. Lopes
quinta-feira, outubro 05, 2006
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