July 22 | 7pm-1am
July 23-24 | 11am-4pm
- *Challenge 1: Turn something green
- *Challenge 2: Make something old new
- *Challenge 3: Reveal something hidden
- *Challenge 4: Play with fire
- *Challenge 5: Make or take a portrait of a stranger
- *Challenge 6: Make your next meal a work of art
- *Challenge 7: Create something with garbage
- *Challenge 8: Take a before & after shot
- *Challenge 9: Capture summertime
- *Final Challenge: Leave behind something special for someone else to discover
- *Wait for first challenge
"*Challenge 5: Make or take a portrait of a stranger"
Collaborators have a maximum of 48 hours to respond to a challenge once it has been issued. Scroll down to check out the submissions for the challenge listed above.
This is a super perfect time for this challenge because I found this camera outside on a picnic table near ‘The Grill.’ I work at Williams Coffee Pub (or should I say Williams Café Fresh) near the waterfront in Hamilton. (http://www.hamiltonwaterfront.com/) I would have brought it to lost and found, but things are never found there. Anyway there seems to be a lot of nice pictures from various trips on the camera. Maybe someone will recognize them and be like “ya that’s my camera!” Anyway I found the camera in Hamilton. And here are a few portraits of strangers:
Boys, of all ages, strangers, sharing an island adventure…
Portraits of strangers. I searched Google Images and Flickr for “strangers” and made portraits of some of my favourite strangers from the first pages of search results. These are some of the results.
I spotted this man in the diner me and my husband were having lunch in…. he was chatty yet unanimated in his face.
Please click for full photos of People are strange…
Who are the people they use for balsamic vinegar and other food products?
What is she like?
Make or Take a Portrait of a Stranger: I combined two of the most common last names in North America and searched them on Facebook.
Odamay, Camper and Rob in Toronto
Rob is a practically-neighbour no-longer-stranger. I look forward to seeing him again in the hood with his cute pooches, Odamay, a soulful Greyhound rescue-dog and Camper, a sweet poodle with laissez-faire style. As a photographer Rob told me he’s rarely in front of the lens – thanks for being such a great sport while we waited on those steps. www.robseguin.com
I’m not sure if this is a portrait of me, or of those I call strangers.
Quietly observing this peaceful space, I wonder to myself….
This place is made for speaking, yet no one speaks.
What makes us strangers?
Are we too busy to communicate? Do we rush through our days almost oblivious to those around us?
Sitting mere feet apart, do we engage others in conversation, or are we content to exist in the same space and moment? Sharing closeness from afar.
We need to slow down and remember, we all have places to go. People to see.
All of whom were strangers to us at one time. How is t that they are strangers no more?
Discarded after being devoured, a remnant
Unknown picnicker, Hanlan’s Point, June 2011.
Patterns during sleep and brain rhythm must have a connection….at the invitation of the Pulmonologist at a Sleep Clinic I took a screen shot of a stranger’s EEG sleep chart. These are the readings from his F4-M1 and O1-M2 cortical arousal – his brain waves during sleep. Sleep was a huge problem for this guy.
I saw Abril perform a Mayan trumpet concert and I was so intrigued about her energy and poise. She was elegant and poetic like a willow tree. I got to capture her in a private moment of communion .
A brief, afternoon portrait, of an unknown dancer taken in Times Square June 20th at 3 pm from a live webcam.
After giving a heads up to those in Ottawa today I stopped off at a local coffee shop on my way home, hid behind my laptop and did a quick sketch of this girl sipping an iced drink across the table.
What my perfect man may look like. A little combo. of hot celebrities. If you see him, tell him I’m looking for him
(*must be shirtless and holding a football!)
I don’t know Steve, but I follow him on Twitter. This Wordle-generated word cloud was done from the RSS feed of his blog. It is more accurate than if I had him sit for a painting.
Objects my friends gave me over the years… I sometimes wonder why they thought of me when they saw those things; do they still think of me that way?
Once or twice a month, I cycle with a group of people brought together by their love of bicycles and sweets. Over time, I have gotten to know the regular attendees, but there are always new people to meet. In this portrait of the latest Sweet Ride, I feature the ‘strangers’ of the group, and have turned my friends and acquaintances into strangers.
i find tv continually blurs the boundaries between strange and familiar
Everyone is a stranger before they are born.
I was taking secret pictures all day of people I saw on the streets, at the museum, and in the train station. I like when people are absorbed in their device and I think it would make an interesting portrait series. I also anticipate using this one for an oil portrait in a new series of mixed media pieces.