This shot taken in Marrakech last September is the first I chose for this year’s National Geographic Traveler photo contest. It’s of a man pulling a push cart through the busy Jemaa el-Fnaa Square in the center of the medina in Marrakech, one of thousands who work in anonymity, rarely acknowledged or even noticed, who pull and push carts day and night. Some deliver fruit, some porter luggage, others haul foul trash. They’re the true heart and soul that make this fascinating city, one that gives the term sensory overload a new meaning, function as well as it does.
That late afternoon in the square is one of my fondest recollections of the ten or so days last fall that I spent in Marrakech. And therein lies the problem, at least as far as entering contests is concerned.
I like the image because it stokes the memory of what was to me an unforgettable moment. Technically, the pan worked out well and I like the composition. It points to the man’s anonymity even as his is the only figure that is clearly identifiable.
But being meaningful to me is one thing. More importantly, does it resonate with others? More specifically, with you? I’d love to hear your thoughts.
And marginally on topic, I also sent a few submissions today to Fraction Magazine for consideration for their 7th Anniversary issue: the Marrakech image above and the two below, both shot here in Quito. The first was taken during the Quito’s Good Friday Procession, one of the largest in Latin America; the second, Atahualpa on a Bus, I posted here a few weeks back, and is one of my personal favorites taken during my present stay in Quito.
Notebook: Location Independence Odds, Ends & Considerations
I’m down to my last 12 days in Quito, the tail end of what will be an eleven-week stretch in the Ecuadorean capital. Which means its time to get organized photo-wise and begin to put together submissions other than the news and editorial images I filed for Corbis and Demotix from here.
I’ve done fairly well with organization, tagging, quick edits and deletions as I went along, but still won’t get it all finished before leaving on the 7th. So, that will likely drag into the first few weeks of my three-month stay in Colombia, which begins in the waning days of May. I’ve also initially set that period aside for finishing up and promoting an ebook on Quito. The latter will have priority of course, which will set back not only the Ecuador images, but those from the past two years that I’ve been meaning to get to.
Demands on time, and dealing with those demands realistically, is all critically important to bear in mind if I plan to shift locations every three (or possibly) four months. When in a new environment, the temptation to explore every aspect, and spend every moment doing so, is insanely great. I’ve done pretty well not giving in to every temptation, but not well enough. That’s something to work on.
I know that there are some aspiring location-independents aka digital nomads who check into Piran Cafe from time to time, so I do promise to revisit this topic more fully –or at least a little bit less stream of conscious-ly– in the latter part of June.
And for the record, the shot here of the gentleman who decided to march, albeit briefly, in the Good Friday procession sans purple wardrobe, dutifully serves as today’s Pic du Jour, the blog’s 467th straight.