The Story of a Picture

Photography and People

I love taking photographic picture of children. Children represent the beauty of life in very simplistic way. This week, I went with My brother Mustafa and his wife Amani to take picture of my cute nephew around Portland. I babysit the baby two days a week so I think I have successfully developed a friendship with the baby ๐Ÿ™‚ except for changing his diapers. I am still in process of learning. They say that a man who change diapers, change the world! so this is why I am trying to learn how to do the job perfectly lol.

Anyway, I also love night photography. Night represent another life that most of us have never seen. I normally go walking around Portland for one hour or more. I love how the light and darkness are drawing the beauty of the night. I also contemplate those who walk alone and find nobody but their shadows to walk with them. There are also those who don’t have homes so they sleep on the ground. I heard from one of my friends that some of them never wake up again in the winter! They simply die on the street because of the harsh weather! regardless of all that, they keep the smile on their face even when they were asleep. I have also seen my people holding their tears as they walk around ย the river. Sometimes, I thought of getting close to them and express my willingness to listen to their stories but I have never tried.

So this is why I am opening new category in my blog called The Story of a Picture. I will carry my canon camera with me whenever I go so I can represent people’s stories through pictures. Below is a collection of picture I took this week and last week.

9 thoughts on “Photography and People”

  1. Nice pics, cute baby… keep it up.

    If you like night photography I recommend buying a low light lens, you would be surprised at the results.

  2. Lol, I love the changing diapers bit…actually you’re lucky it’s just a baby. In my house, we change a 95 year old’s diapers…:(

    Anyway, lovely pics, cute baby!!!

  3. The baby looks so cute sitting against that tree! Just like a little knome.

    I’ve been poking around your blog here for the first time. Looks good. Nice work!

  4. Toooo cuuuute baby!

    No worries, you will become a diaper changing pro, and make some woman a wonderful husband for it. Imagine my surprise to discover my father learning to change the 1st grandson’s diaper! Or that he and his retiree coffee buddies, all grandfathers, discussed diaper rash prevention and treatment!

    I like the baby sleeping with the soother best; and of your night photos, the skyline.

    Sadly the homeless live particularly harsh lives in northern climes. Cold induces sleepiness and lying on the cold ground chills the body further, as does having alcohol in the bloodstream (reduces the capacity to control body temperature). Some die of hypothermia, and some probably have “silent” ie no pain heart attacks. Some refuse to use the city shelters, whether because they are paranoid, or because the shelters are genuinely unsafe (other patrons are often armed and delusional or intoxicated or both).

    Back to the baby–so much more optimistic a world view and future. Just a wee bit of a family resemblance between you and your brother? LOL ๐Ÿ™‚

    On a different topic for offline please send me an email to:
    chiaraazlinquestion AT

  5. -Qusay
    Thanks for the lens recommendation. I will buy it once I finish paying off my debt

    LOL, before i babysit the baby, i made his mom sign up the liability paper that free me from any responsibilities if anything happen to the baby lol

    Oh thank you for visiting my blog for the first time. let me know if you have any questions.

    yeah, I love kids as long they don’t scream and cry.
    as for my brother, some people say that we look like each other a little bit but only in the tall and the face size ๐Ÿ™‚ If you meet us in person, you would say that we look more different than in picture. ๐Ÿ™‚

    Thank you, I have a lot of nephews and nieces in Saudi. This is the first nephew born here in US. So he is half an american and half saudi lol ๐Ÿ™‚

  6. For many years I wore a camera around my neck literally every moment I was awake. To work, to school, to the grocery store, everywhere and at all times. I got a lot of crazy and wonderful shots.

    Since I drifted away from doing that, not a day has gone by that at least once a day I haven’t seen some strange or wonderful little scene or object or slice of life and wished I had a camera with me.

    My partner recently bought me a new camera and I’m trying to get back into the habit.

    . . .

    You said “I have also seen my people holding their tears as they walk around the river. Sometimes, I thought of getting close to them and express my willingness to listen to their stories but I have never tried.”

    Have you ever seen that movie ‘The Bridge’? The makers of this documentary trained cameras on the Golden Gate Bridge & filmed 24 hours a day for one year under false pretenses. What they ~really~ wanted to do was capture footage of every suicide that happened off the bridge for the next 365 days … and they did.

    Anyway, they also talk about a person who walked back and forth along the bridge for some time, visibly tearful and distraught. He was trying to get up the courage to jump and kind of hoping that even a single person would speak to him.

    Finally someone approached him. They handed him a camera and cheerfully asked him to take their picture … it was a tourist. No one else spoke to him.

    So if you see someone really upset and distraught, you know, maybe the universe is trying to arrange something for you. An opportunity to intervene in someone’s life in a meaningful way with just a few kind words.

    I’m shy and I’d have trouble approaching someone myself, but it’s something I’ll think about the next time I see someone distraught on a bridge …. :^)

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