Set 05 I [Once upon a time in Oaxaca]
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Blogs We Like: Alejandro M. Campos Herrera
Alejandro is a pillar of Tumblr’s photography community. He not only curates submissions and membership at Lensblr, but also oversees the Photographers Directory, which “aims to project photographers on tumblr on to the global stage, by recognizing and showcasing their original creative work.” But don’t let all that administrative activity throw you—Campos Herrera remains one of the most prolific and consistently amazing contributors to Tumblr’s photography community as well.
It’s impossible to know where to start with Campos Herrera. His Black and White photography is sharp, timeless, and (I’m not exaggerating) awe-inspiring. His color work is equally mind-blowing, ranging from soft, memory-glossed scenery to some of the most dazzling cityscapes that his hometown Puebla offers. It’s some of the best photographic work on Tumblr, and we’re lucky to see so much of it.
Links to Alejandro’s numerous other social media can be found at the top of his blog.
I can’t believe I missed this post from the (and I’ll quote) “handsome group of designers and developers” at Pixel Union. I seriously can’t!
Well, first off, I’m so sorry I overlooked this post as I was sort of away over that time span (this was posted in June, for crying out loud!) but I’m glad I found this just now, and I’m also glad I can thank you guys properly.
Words cannot describe my gratitude, I’m simply blown away by this post, by the words, everything. Just thinking of you guys taking the time to even look at my page is reason enough to be grateful. I’d like to thank Fred Spears, who’s the one responsible for this great feature of my work on Pixel Union’s blog. Fred, you are too kind to me, I don’t even know what to say.
I’d also like to thank everyone who’s been supporting me on this over-three-year journey. You’ve changed me, you really have and I’m so grateful.
Have a great day, everyone.
P.S. Guys, google your names for you never know what will show up ;)
Set 02 I [Once upon a time in Oaxaca]
Set 01 I [Once upon a time in Oaxaca]
Hello there, friends! Some things have happened over the past week, or two. Here’s a list, if you don’t mind:
-The good guys at Instagram decided to make me a “Suggested User” on September 18th for a period of time (I don’t know exactly for how long). It’s brought 16K+ new followers since then. WOOT! So grateful!
-I lost my phone on September 22nd while walking my dog. It fell from my pocket (I was wearing fleece. Never wear fleece pants when walking your dog, I’m telling ya!) at some point at this huge park. I stayed there looking for it for hours (literally). Never found it…
-I got a new phone the next day. Since I couldn’t wait for the 5s to come out, I got the 5 again. No news about the 5s/5c here yet, probably until December. So, the 5 it is.
-It was my birthday. If you didn’t send me a message on that day, I don’t like you anymore. Jk :)
-I signed a good deal for a 70D on Sunday. They said it would arrive here in about 10 weekdays. Turns out it only took a couple of days and I got it yesterday (Yay me!).
-I’m going to Oaxaca for the weekend, expect some photos :D
So there’s that, my friends! I hope you all are doing great. Keep inspiring everyone with your work.
It is when you’re alone that you dare to be yourself. No boundaries, no rules, no nothing. There you are in your room just as you are, the remains of what the day that’s about to come to an end has left of you. You’re tired, worried, half-naked… almost defeated. Somehow, happy. No shoes to lace up, no holes in your socks to cover up nor that stain a drop of bleach left on your trousers to care about. You’re there, in your underwear and a white button-down shirt waiting for this day to end, wishing you could be as brave as you are in that very minute the next morning.
You take a couple of shots of yourself in that moment of comfort, of freedom. Then, you feel guilty and embarrassed. What if someone found those files? What if…? What a shame! But… why? Why would you be ashamed of showing what nature was not ashamed of creating? You’re embracing yourself just like that, with the pimple on your forehead and the stretch marks that weight loss left on your ass. Yes, ladies, we also develop those motherfuckers.
Your cologne has faded, and let’s face it, you smell a little bad. But, come on! It’s the end of the day, and you were out and about, in a rush. Always in a rush, trying to live while pretending to be all perfect. What a shit! Yet there you are, feeling daring, being a little fucking tease to your very own self as if you were saying “Look at you, buddy. How come you’re not more like this when you leave home every morning? This courageous, this carefree…”
Then, Einaudi’s music starts playing on the background, how convenient… But right before you fall apart, you hear the birds sing, and realize the morning’s come along with its glaring, almost blinding light dragging you out of your own darkness and telling you that this day is a new chance, a new beginning… Even if the only things you feel you have are your underwear and that white button-down shirt.
Time to get in the shower, I’m running late.
Note - Thanks to all of you who encouraged me to post this, not an easy call. I swear.