For El Día de los Tres Reyes Magos (Three Kings Day) my father gave me a camera. I don't know anything about photography, yet I like taking pictures. These are all in Old San Juan. When I took these pictures I didn't think of how I took them, I only thought why I took them. The answer is on the subtitles.



Adoquines. I always stare at the floor in Old San Juan. You can't help but think all the people that have stepped on it. All the centuries it has endured.



El último acordeón. My friends were in a hurry, but I needed to photograph this man. Audio would've been more appropriate though. It doesn't matter what melody he plays for some reason it evokes sadness maybe even regret.



Cadenas. Certain bonds aren't meant to be broken.



Drummer Boy Picks his Nose. I was taking pictures of the parade and here comes this adorable drummer boy (who wasn't really playing) he was just looking cute. When I noticed he was picking his nose I HAD to take a picture. I laugh every time I see this.



Word Tree. A Christmas Tree made out of words? How clever.




Carmen. The picture is blurry but I like Christmas lights, trees, and Carmen. I told her to stand there and she looked up. *Click* Now that's a good profile picture.


This is random but I'm on a bus from DC to Philly right now and I don't feel like reading Paradise Lost. Sorry John Milton.

Exhibition Review: Martin Fougeron, After Prom

It was 20º outside as me and 3 of my classmates, whom I barely know, walked to 339 Gallery. As I felt the warmth of the Gallery I began to see the pictures of Martine Fougeron’s exhibition After Prom. After Prom is the latest series of Fougeron’s Tête-à-Tête project. The project’s subjects are her sons and their circle of friends.

The photographs display a progression throughout the night: first there is dancing and drinking in the limousine, followed by an “after-party” at the pool and finally resting inside. The limousine pictures captivate your attention because the brightness of the color contrasting the darkness of the limousine combined with the movement of the dancing and expression of pure joy in the teens’ faces. I kind of want to get in the pictures.

The photographs in the pool keep the high-spirit of prom going. Yet for me, the photograph that captured my attention was the one where they are all inside, watching TV and resting. It seems so natural after a night of partying and high energy to just sit down with your friends. You don’t have to necessarily talk because the presence of each other is enough. It reminded me of my friends – nostalgia. I remembered my prom instead of watching TV we were at Denny’s absolutely exhausted, a little drunk and waiting for cheese fries.

The subtle interaction between the friends in the picture also captures my attention. At the bottom left the guy with the glasses places his hand in the girl’s back. At the top right the boy and girl looking at each other make some sort of funny face. For me this photograph represents the simplicity of friendship and the carefree nature of being a teenager.