"When capturing the images, I took them on specific, pre-calculated intervals of time and distance."Didn't expect the need for math.
"When capturing the images, I took them on specific, pre-calculated intervals of time and distance."That's how he gets the motion to look so (generally) smooth. It's a bit wobbly in a couple of segments (there's a column he orbits and pans up at the same time, which is tough to do), but the part with the glass pyramid at the Louvre is near-perfect.
Didn't expect the need for math.
three blind mice: A true flaneur would not waste valuable time taking photos, but instead would focus all energy on enjoying the moment.Yeah, little newsflash Captain Enlightenment: there are sidewalk cafes all over the world. You can smoke and drink and people watch just about anywhere. The whole planet over, we all have the same symmetrical appearance, the same 46 chromosomes, we all sleep, and shit, and love, and fight, we all eat and talk and build and die. Something like language or architecture or food are interesting, but they are cosmetic differences anyway.
You can buy all the photos of Paris you could ever want at the airport. The time for sitting on a sidewalk café and enjoying a coffee and a smoke is all too limited to waste even one second of it assembling photographic proof to show your friends of the great time you thought you were having
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Paris is for lovers. But also for avid picture-takers.
posted by twoleftfeet at 2:29 AM on March 20, 2011