Milan.

The main train station in Milan, Milan Centrale is nothing short of an iconic building. Opened in 1931, while the Fascists were in power its archetecture was designed to make a political statement about the power of the state. If you are ever in Milan its worth a look but watch your valuables! I was pick pocketed here a coupe of years ago.

About briancooney123

HOW I GOT HERE Of course, I wasn’t always a full time photographer. I spent a lot of time in the corporate world. I had a job which paid well, but just didn’t excite me. I remember the day when I had had enough. Enough of selling myself short, enough of dreaming too small, enough of doing what others expected of me. I had put away my dreams and told myself I would get back to them later, but somehow there always seemed to be something else that had to get done first. A friend of mine had recommended I take the NLP Business Practitioners course, and although I was really busy, I decided to do it. During that time, I began to imagine the different paths my life could take from here. While I had a hazy picture of what this other life might look like, I had a clear picture of where my current life was going if I didn’t change. It was a scary moment, a bit like standing on the edge of a cliff deciding whether to jump into the great unknown or stay on the cliff, safe but trapped. I jumped. The transition to the life I wanted was challenging The transition to the life I wanted was challenging but I would never go back. After that day I resolved to do what I love, to follow my bliss.  Picking up a camera after several years away, I found that many things had changed, the digital age had arrived. In the intervening years, I was too busy to pay any attention to my photography, and occasionally when I took something I really liked, I would think “how do some photographs seem so captivating and others leave me completely cold?” I knew this is what I was meant to do Somehow though, I knew this is what I was meant to do. I dedicated myself to learning everything I could about being a photographer. I took many, many courses and I read every book I could get my hands on, I still do. Since then, I have dedicated myself to helping other creative photographers achieve the results they want. And what a journey it has been. Last year I qualified as a coach. My main area of interest is creativity and helping others to express their vision. WHAT I BELIEVE Along the way, I’ve learnt that there are no rules. Experiment, explore, play. My advice is to make your art from your heart, not for the praise or the money.  Lighten up. It’s important to take your photography seriously, but it's a mistake to take yourself too seriously. Finally, you get what you want when you never, ever give up so enjoy every minute of it and just do it!
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3 Responses to Milan.

  1. kismuth says:

    I was here, but fortunately, escaped unpickpocketed. Probably because I had a massive, weathered bookbag and looked like a poor student, lol.

    • well the day it happened to me was the day that the Icelandic volcano erupted. I had traveled by train to Milan from my home here in the French Alps. Its a very early start so I didn’t hear about the eruption until I arrived and checked in at the airport. Needless to say when I had to almost immediately turn around and travel home again I was a little flustered and after buying a ticket at an automated machine I stuffed my wallet into my back trouser pocket as I ran for the train. Only later did I notice my wallet was gone. No cash just a pain to replace all the plastic and the drivers license!

      • kismuth says:

        Wow, yeah. Once I lost my passport _when I got home_. Silly.

        The train trip from Milan north was one of the most breathtaking for me, reminiscent of the one time I got to go on the “toy train” to Shimla in northern India. If you have a chance!

        Here I am getting all travel nostalgic.

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