OM – series


OM – series is an (possibly ongoing, basic intent of) exchange with photographers who used either digital or analogic Olympus OM cameras. To all of them and to the ones who didn’t want their photos published and even to the ones who didn’t answer at all, I do



Shinjuku, Tokyo - 2012 


© R. Fitzsimmons

When I first saw this image…
When I first saw this image?
Was it in Dodes’ka-den?
No no, must have been in a dream
when this image fist-saw me


© Gakuranman


tsukuzuku to kawazu ga me ni mo sakura kana
even the frog’s eyes
can’t turn away…
cherry blossoms!






Glasshouse Mountains, Australia - May 2012 


© Nic (Luckypenguin)


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April 14th, 2011 in Frankfurt 


Ⓒ 2011 – Patrick Braun

When I look at this photograph I don’t think “oh this should be in a museum” and maybe that is something good to say about it.
I see a rich black and white image with a very tight, kinda strange crop, say something mental (rigid) which contrasts with the casual happiness of the less-tall woman.

She, smiling, is the first thing that catches my attention incredibly syncing with the AFFENGEIL [“wicked”] ad.
Then I imagine the colours of her lips, something it doesn’t happen with the other woman in the background. She is so… satisfied, does she know she’s being portrayed?

Back to the oversized (bigger than life) cup of ice-cream with its reduplicating B&W also smiling Frankenstein and back again to her lank hair imprisonment, the collar, which makes the first of three white levels: collar, pullover showing below her tiny jacket (pair with the sleeve) and sole of shoes.
Is she waiting?

Her hand. The squeezing of the fingers so it can enter the trousers pocket. And again, her smile… she has grown, not any more at the background guys’ level that are now like the “BANANA CHA CHA” to the ad.
What about sound, do you hear any sound? No, not at all. Like the still frame of a movie, the sound has stopped… well I hear a vacuum cleaner, but that’s cette côté ici 😀

At first glance appears that she is going to walk but the tip of her left foot betrays her; the legs are confusingly (from a weight discharge point of view) crossed.
She is waiting. What or who?
Is it the photographer? I don’t think so… Patrick would have wait till people passed; are you sure? Of course, not! What if he saw her smile and “couldn’t wait”, could not afford to loose that moment? But he is focussing on the ad… maybe Patrick was anxious as he states was shooting street on film for the first time. Anyway, I’m glad his finger pressed the shutter.

So, is it a good photo? Don’t know, the layers are too close together, the motion of the people seems double freezed ’cause of the their visual confinement and there’s no soothing vanishing point. Why did you choose this photo then? Her smile feels true, big and relaxed.

I’m tempted to go and check if she is on other photos… I’ll prefer to live with the mystery.



© Benn Murhaaya

Bukit Bintang - March 2012 


© Robin Wong



© Laurence Ripsher


* April 2012 


© Ben Tay


May 2012 


© Anthony Leung


Istanbul - July 2008 


 Riki Andrés Pascual


June 2011 


© Fred


Aswan, Egypt - September 2010 


© a_alkhawarizmi

      A long long time ago in a far east land lived 2 men, one very rich, one very poor. Each man had a son. One day the rich man took his son to the top of a mountain where they could see the whole valley and with a gesture that encompassed the houses, the cattle and the fields, he told the boy: look all of these, one day will be yours.
Some time after the poor man took his son to the the same mountain. When they reached the top, the poor man made the gesture of showing the valley and told his son: look

 Mt. Hood, Oregon - September 1998 


© Michael Williams


Of course you may use my photograph. My flickr site or my e-mail,, will work. Sorry to be so long; I was in King County Jail for 4 days.

Hey Mike thanks for answering… 🙂
Jail? Where you too hard-looking to/on (not sure) the stars?
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Your answer is so funny, man. I wish your time in the public guest house hadn’t been too bad.. ’cause the answer… well, it’s worth the experience. Which brings me to a question and a pseudo-explanation:

Can I also publish your message?
As I told to the only person who gently declined my proposal, his words, I am in this absolutely untranscendent OM “collecting” thing because of the exchange experience. Secondly I (laughing to the inside) totally see your photo and next this comment of yours… pedantically I would even dare to say that ads an extra (much needed in life [in general]) layer, depth;
the time, the measurement of the universe, the stars.
the time of men…
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This has become a tad too long, but I count with your mercy.
You know, I never been in jail, but many times I feel imprisoned, maybe that’s a simplistic Erich Fromm’s we are afraid of freedom.
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Enjoy the ride, Mike
and the stars.
Have you seen Stan Brakhage’s Dog Star Man film series?


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