The new photo blog

Hi there, and welcome to my new photo blog, called FotoSam. Why is it named this? Well, Foto should be obvious, and Sam comes from SAMafas (and is not my name as some may think).

After looking around on the Internet, I was inspired by many different photo blog sites to start one of my own. In a way it is a way of showing people something that is happening in my life today. It also comes as a bit of a challenge, of trying to take one interesting photo each day and put it up here. No comments, no discussions, just a photo. So the photo needs to say something on its own. Perhaps I will put a little something there such as location. But nothing much.

So here is the start of something that I hope to keep maintaining as much as possible. The idea of having a collection of fotos, each taken that specific day, is not only a challenge, but also a wonderful record of events, no matter how obscure the photo may end up being.

Therefore kick back and start flicking through the pages, and see what is here. I think it will be a fun journey.

Rob.

PS: I thought you may also want to be inspired by some of the amazing photos these photographers have taken, so I listed some of them below:

What Are They Looking For?

In church today I was not too involved with the whole proceedings. Sometimes I am but other times I am not. Today was one of those times. The thing that was bothering me tonight was a young 10 year old girl. I knew her. She sat not too far from me.

It was obvious that she was not enjoying being there. Her actions spoke loudly that she was just passing time until this service thing was all over. Nothing about it caught her attention. A church kid since very young, she had seen it all before. She was not impressed.

What is it that really will catch the attention of these kids? Why are we trying to ritualise them? Force them into the same square boxes that we were forced into? What will it serve to do this? What should we really be doing?

Continue reading “What Are They Looking For?”

Buying a Diary

I bought myself a diary yesterday. One of those tasks that I always tend to leave until about half way through the year. It works out well that way anyway, as I often find a great discount now that the book is only half useful.

So wandering into the store, I was delighted to find just the thing I wanted. A lovely A4 leather-bound diary with one week to the two open pages. Everything about it was great, until I discovered why something this good had not already disappeared. It was for the year 2001.

Discounted from $25 to $10, it did not take away from the fact that this diary had been sitting around for four years on that same shelf. It seems that nothing goes to waste here. I have seen magazines from other eras still sitting on the shelves of newsagents. It is like going to the backorder store at times, where you can browse through every edition of a magazine for the last year or two. Cleptomaniac’s paradise.

So back to the diary. It was old, discounted, and very lovely. But old. Rather than go looking for one that was not old and was less lovely, I decided that I could use the dates in it anyway and went ahead and bought it. Thus I proved that hanging onto stuff for ridiculous amounts of time sometimes really does pay.

But I am happy, and they are happy, and we both got something near to what we wanted. I wanted a diary for 2005, and got one for 2001. They wanted to sell it for $25 but at least got $10 for it. A happy medium. Just like a garage sale, but more convenient. Very cool really.