People may or may not know, that I am a teacher. Deciding I didn’t want to pursue law in Canada, I originally came to Korea to teach and have loved every minute of it. I don’t talk about it much, but I do really have fun teaching.
Hard not to miss a place like this.
I love where I am and what I’m doing. I love being in Korea. I love the bustle. I love the hustle. Everything about this place screams at me to stay.
And I will.
As much as I hate talking about cameras, if I could only have one, it would be this one. I don’t feel that excited about taking photos anymore. In fact, I rarely even do. Just a lull, I suppose. Even in saying that, every time I pick up this camera I wanna do nothing else but take photos. People often misunderstand me that I hate cameras. I don’t hate cameras, in fact, I love this one. I rant about gear because I don’t think people need to have every camera they see. Cameras don’t matter, in that you don’t need the newest and best to take a good photo. People’s cameras are more often than not better than they are no matter what they use.
I really do love this camera, because it makes me want to take photos. Through all of the cameras I have owned, it is the only one that has remained. Broken LCD and hardly any paint left it still keeps on taking photos. It still makes me want to take photos.
Seoul, South Korea.
An article I did for my buddy Eric, on his website. The original article can be found here:
This guest blog post is by JT White, a street photographer based in Seoul, Korea.
JT: I get asked a lot about film versus digital.
I use both film and digital cameras. Which, depend really depends on a lot of things. It can depend on my mood or on the lens I want to use. I don’t think I really have much of an aesthetic style as opposed to a way of shooting. I decide what camera to use depending on what I have and what my subject is going to be.
A question of style.
Sitting around with a group of non-photography friends the other day one of them all of a sudden asked me why I posted a “‘normal” colour photo of them on Facebook. I thought it was a weird fucking question, considering the photo was just taken while they were just standing in a stairwell after playing a local gig. I took a photo with a small camera I had and one with my phone. I posted the one with my phone as I thought it would be something they would like more considering it was more “normal” as he said.
Happy to announce I’ll be teaching another workshop in Seoul with good friend Eric Kim in July! It will be our third workshop together and we’ve been friends for years.
The WORKSHOPS section of my website has been updated to include all the information you need about myself and Eric as well as a way to sign up.
If you have any questions, you can email me at firstname.lastname@example.org or just click the link to workshops above.
Image c/ Eric Kim.
The season of change.
“Trees withstand the hardest things nature throw at them and never waver. Trees loose their leaves in winter, but they never loose their gumption. When winter comes, they stand strong as they know winter is just a part of a cycle that will once again bring spring.”
(From my project, The Culture)
Things change, always. Things are cyclical, always.
A year ago looking at a similar scene out of my Toronto window felt completely different. Living with people but being alone. Feeling alone. Having nothing left to take this picture.
Things always come back around. A year later and I see winter entirely differently. Things are in my favor. The coming cold represents nothing more than the need for a coat.
I don’t care much for cameras anymore. Three years ago, my blog was all about gear. All about cameras. It’s true, I really don’t care anymore. I suppose a representation of something much bigger than a camera. Using an old Ricoh GRD3 donated by a friend I remembered having one before.
A new appreciation for everything now. Something as simple as a small camera represents a change in mentality. I’ve learned to appreciate.
I think that’s a word I didn’t know the meaning of until recently.
Sometimes it takes things to come around a couple of times in order to really appreciate their value.