Photo by Natalie Leduc |
So much life,
energy, movement. The streets are crowded, not just with people walking around
and cars on the street but with all of the brightly colored buildings planted
on top of one another; red, yellow, blue, green and even pink. It is as if a
giant placed these buildings next to one another and then squeezed them
together from each end to make them tall, skinny and unable to stand square. It
is an overcast and windy day, but this does not seem to deter people from
walking around and exploring the vast city. Luckily, the cold winter air does
not penetrate my down jacket but my ears feel like they are on fire from being
exposed to the cold. I must remember to thank my mother for finding this great
jacket for me when I call her later to catch up. People are briskly walking
through the light rain, on their way to places I will never know. I wonder
where they are from, how they got here, what they are doing in this city today.
Are they walking to work or school, meeting a friend for lunch, going on a
blind date? Do they wonder the same when they see me or are they too focused on
their own thoughts to notice the multitude of passing faces? The grey uneven sidewalks
are splattered with white gum and I must watch out for the occasional pile of
dog poop. Speaking of which, I just watched as a woman walking with a small
terrier allowed it to relieve itself in the middle of the sidewalk and then walked
along as if nothing happened. In a city of people so generally kind I don’t
understand why people don’t pick up after their pets, but that is beside the
point.
As I continue
down the lively main street in this foreign town, I am amazed by the small
alleyways between buildings that cars miraculously seem to fit through. The
double decker buses remind me of Harry Potter as they make their way around,
carrying passengers from place to place. I wonder if the bus drivers get
lonely, being around so many people every day but never really getting to
interact with them. As I walk, I can smell the nostalgic scent of wet pavement
after the light rain mixed with car exhaust surrounding me. It reminds me of
summer days from my childhood, having water balloon fights with my cousins in
the middle of the court they lived in. I turn a corner and the soothing sound
of a man singing and playing a guitar begins to get louder and louder until I
am finally standing in front of him, taking in the way his voice and guitar mix
with the sound of cars and people passing by. He is singing alternative/pop
hits and the small crowd that has gathered around is singing with him. I listen
for another song, drop some money in his open guitar case, and move on my way,
wondering how much money he actually makes in a day and if this is something he
does for fun or as a main source of income. As I continue exploring, I am
surprised to find that I can actually see myself living in this big city. I can
see myself being a part of the life, energy, and movement in this space.
Digital Story Script
Digital Story Script
Music will
start once my showcase video starts: “Respiro” by Mattia Vlad Morleo
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From
California to Ireland, from a small town to a big city. Well, bigger at
least.
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Map showing
arrow from SF to Ireland
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Before
leaving, I knew that Cork was going to be a city without much nature; I could
see that from Google maps. However, I did not anticipate that it was such an
urban city for some reason.
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Google maps
satellite shot of Cork to show city without much nature
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Over the
course of the trip, I came to find that Cork was just like Walnut Creek and
that Dublin was like San Francisco. There are shops lining the streets, and
cafes on corners. There is constant motion, and the streets are always
crowded.
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Various pictures
from the trip showing the city, buildings and the sea cliffs
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Throughout my short time as a
photographer and especially in the past three weeks here in Cork, I have
found that my definition of beauty is no longer black and white. I no longer
define beauty only in landscapes but in cityscapes and buildings as well. My
definition of beauty has changed. In the remainder of the video, I will be
portraying scenes of nature juxtaposed with cityscapes in an effort to show
the beauty in both, as well as the way humans have altered natural land.
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More pictures
from the trip showing the city, buildings and the sea cliffs
Transition into showcase video
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