Dubai, part Deaux
Funny thing about editing photos: Tastes can change from day to day.
I was recently looking through the photos from my layover in Dubai last month, and came away with a different edit than in my original blog post.
It’s not to say I don’t like those previously chosen photos any more, or the edit was “wrong.” But you tend to look at photos a bit differently a week, a month, a year later. With the instant gratification of digital cameras, we initially see the photos still caught up in the emotion of the moment. Again, nothing wrong with that. But later, we look at the photos with a bit more of an objective eye.
When I made my “A Night in Dubai” blog post, I was going on about 30 hours without sleep, having just stepped off a plane and into a country I’ve never been. I was also working on a ‘deadline’ to post the blog before heading back to the airport. I didn’t really look at the photos again until recently. Whereas my first edit showed a vibrant Dubai, when I looked again I found a darker, more gritty vibe.
Here’s my addendum:
Dubai reminded me of Kuwait in many ways (as it should, I guess). The public labor force – men who come from all over the world to work. Many, if not most, wear blue shirts or jumpsuits with “LABORER” scrawled across the back.
I should have bought that jacket.