This caught my eye…
Just check out the detail in that! Pic: Suren Manvelyan
Too beautiful, hey? I wish my 1973 Kodak Instamatic had a macro lens.
And, ja, I wish I had an eye for a good photograph like Suren Manvelyan.
* A blinking good doff of the old red hat to Khadija Patel for averting my gaze towards Jason Kottke’s very eclectic collection of unusual photography.
There are some enduring images of football, our planet’s beautiful game.
None more enduring (for me) than the one Dad snapped of me falling on my jacksie while failing to convert from the penalty spot and score the winner for Pirates under-16A in the Maritzburg and District Football Association cup final back in 19-voetsek.
Never mind. I’m not hauling that one out. No. Instead, feast your eyes on this…
Residents walk near a soccer goal post on Copacabana beach after heavy rains in Rio de Janeiro, April 10, 2010 Pic: Sergio Moraes / Reuters
Nice, hey? Being more au fait with the art of photography than the art of penalty-taking, I plumped for this one. But you can see a whole lot more beautiful images captured around people playing football the world over by making an inch-perfect slide-rule pass through to here.
Doesn’t this make you even more excited for our beautiful World Cup to start in just 555 hours’ time (no calculator used here, OK?). I tell you what, I’m so spilling out of my body for June 11 that I feel like putting on my Bafana Bafana shirt and nothing else and running out into the main street of Stanford and yelling “Feel it. It is 555 hours away!” in 11 different languages to the granny who muttered into her copy of the Cape Times at the Arts Cafe this morning that she wished that the World Cup was already over.
Miserable old bint.
This weekend, in the second of my series of interviews with interesting Umdlotians, I ask the Big Five Questions of art photographer Jacki Bruniquel…
Jacki Bruniquel draws on a spiritual connection with the natural environment for her artworks Pic: Hatman
FH: What sparked your interest in art/photography? And how did your work first manifest itself?
JB: I have always been interested in art, some of my first memories involve drawing Enid Blyton characters on the great big faraway fig tree at the bottom of our garden. Perhaps it was something i was born with … it was also something that was also always encouraged by my parents. My interest in photography started when I began my fine art degree at Michaelis (Cape Town). On our first day we were told to make a pinhole camera from a box, a tin, some photographic paper and a piece of Prestik. I began a love affair with the dark room right there and then and found it much more enjoyable then sketching the crusty naked hobo types they got in for life drawing classes. From a pinhole camera i went on to a Pentax and then a Hasselblad. These days I have gone digital (and really really really regret selling the Hasselblad so I could buy a ticket to London!)