As I grew older, I started to appreciate the simplicity of things more and more. I now love clothes that are simpler, instead of going out wearing five bright colors at once, like I used to do when I was younger. I pay more attention to geometric structures, contrasting colors, simple lines, symmetry, and I tend to look for these things all around me. At a deeper level, I try to find more pleasure in just living in the present, while worrying less and less about things like jobs, money, and other people’s expectations of “success”. These are, after all, just details that overcrowd the picture and obscure the more essential things of life.
This all got me into minimalist photography. While it’s very simple, a minimalist photo is never boring. It’s like an unwritten book where you can tell your own story. It invites you to get lost in the emptiness of space and to see things you weren’t aware of otherwise.
A minimalist photo is not that easy to take. Like in any kind of photography, opportunity plays an important role. Then you need to learn to see the patterns, the colors, the geometry of things around you. You try to find new perspectives and to become more aware and focused on grasping the subtle details that are hidden most of the time.
In the past few days, I’ve been wandering through the city, looking for patterns and symmetries and trying to take my own minimalist photos. It’s time consuming in that you really need to look for the right things, but it’s creative and beautiful. It’s a lesson in how to look at the world a bit differently and tell a story in a handful of words. A lesson in how to like simple things.