• Seoul photographer Greg Samborski shoots it all -- commercial, event, engagement, wedding, portrait... Give him a mission, he will deliver.

I’ve photographed more events than I can count in the last few years. Most conferences follow a fairly predictable flow, reception, key note speakers, break out sessions and a gala dinner. Most attendees behave in fairly predictable ways, stroll in, maybe a little late, mingle, pay little or no attention to the cameras, listen/present and go home. This event turned both of those norms upside down.

Three key things differentiated this conference in Jeju from every other event I’ve photographed:

  1. The quantity of attendees
    A thousand is actually quite a large number. These day’s it doesn’t sound like much, especially if your taking dollars, that can be gone in a heartbeat but when you have 1,000 people in a room that A LOT of people. When you do individual portraits with 582 of them, about half a thousand, you further realize just how many people that is.
  2. The enthusiasm of attendees
    All of the attendees we from China. Every one of them seemed beyond ecstatic to be on Jeju attending this seminar. The event commenced with the main door bursting open and 20 attendees running through the reception area to get a seat in the convention hall. All 1,000 would have stampeded the place had Exomnia not been doing such a superb job of crowd control. The two crew barricading the entrance with their bodies were holding back the remaining 980 eager conference goers.This was just the beginning. Once the crowd spotted me and my assistant taking their photos they posed excitedly for our cameras and called in all of their friends. Groups grew so large we couldn’t fit everyone in the frame. Our attendees didn’t just want to be in one photo, they wanted to be in every one, often randomly jumping from their group shot into a another. I would put my camera on a tripod and hold it way up in the air like a giant boom and the crowd would go nuts, amassing, yelling and posing for the shot.

    Believe it or not things got crazier. Soon my assistant and I were being approached from all angles, even dragged at some points into portraits. We had gone from photographers to models posing for selfies and groups shots with attendees. It didn’t take long before celebrity status crushed us, after just 10 minutes we ran to a private area to gather ourselves and resume documenting the event.

    Honestly it felt more like what I imagine documenting a pop icon’s concert would be be like. At times we even felt like the icon. We quickly learned we had to say no to modeling and excessive group shots so things wouldn’t snow ball out of hand. By day two we had the system down.

  3. The requirement to shoot 582 portraits in under two hours
    582 Portraits in 98 Minutes = 10.103 SPP Seconds Per Portrait (5.0515 SPP) that if you count the second booth my partner was running). That’s a pretty insane pace to shoot a portrait. One that I would have told you is impossible just a few days ago. The only reason we were able to make it happen is because of the Exomnia event team. There is something special about Singaporean event organizers, they are incredibly well organized, hard working, easy going yet firm and even manage to keep there sense of humor and fun-loving attitude throughout. Some of my biggest events for companies like American Express, Philip Morris and Schroders have been organized by Singaporeans event companies but Exomnia raised the already high bar to new levels.Exomnia communicated exactly what they wanted, listened to our suggestions and worked with us to make it a flawless production. The crew would take time to remind us where we needed to be and was going to happen shortly before it happened. They created the photo booth layout with guide ropes and all that allowed over 500 people to have two individual portraits taken in just 98 minutes. During the actual shooting one crew managed the flow from the auditorium, another was responsible for holding items such as bags and phones for each individual during their portrait, another positioned them into the portrait and another on pulled them out and returned their items. Then the individual proceeded to the next booth. It went like clockwork.

Aside from the above mentioned things the event was fairly standard. In fact, there was virtually no reception spent mingling over drinks, limited branding and no gala dinner. All the hard work and planning we put in paid off resulting in a very smooth event.

It wasn’t all work in Jeju though. I took an extra day on each end to enjoy the island. Much of my time was spent photographing the landscapes of course. Seoul rarely offers the same quality of air and clouds Jeju has on a near daily bases. I grabbed some really cool long exposures down at the ocean after midnight. I also hiked South Korea’s tallest mountain, Mt. Hallasan. We also indulged in some tasty cuisine including authentic style fish and chips, Jeju BBQ black pig wish was out of this world amazing and some pizza and craft brew and Magpie’s.

Are you looking for an event photographer in Jeju? Please get in touch to discuss!

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Chi running – in essence, the art of running like a cartoon character.

Today I gave it a try. My stupid credit card expired on iTunes so I couldn’t download the app, instead, I watched a few free tutorials on YouTube.

I alternated between what it looked like I should be doing, and what I thought I had been doing and suddenly my heal strike seemed clear as day. This might explain the heel wear pattern on my runners and feelings of inflammation in my knees.

With as much focus as I could muster I tuned into the FEELING of today’s run and there were brief moments where I think my technique was coming together. A good indicator of proper form for me (or at least what I hope was proper form) was the sound and feeling of my foot hitting the ground. When I couldn’t here the scuff of resistance, when it felt and sounded like I was rolling over the asphalt, when my upper body was more or less motionless, that’s when I think I was doing things right. For a moment my running really did feel like a “controlled free fall”.

The hardest part was remembering to keep my feet parallel and not over step. I did my best not to over extend my foot and land on the mid sections of my runner, virtually no heel at all. I observed that if you don’t push a little on take off it just feels bouncy and high impact. As soon as I pushed back and lengthened my stride to the rear the fall and roll seemed to happen more naturally.

Of course my pace dropped as I focused on technique but I also ran further with what felt like a lot less effort. Feels good to sweat again. I only subbed two or three days of running for yoga but man did I miss it.

Time to chrun home.

Here’s how I exercised today: 5km Chi walk/run

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3 Things I’m grateful for: To be running again! Kinda keeping my cool during this morning’s spat. Going to Jeju with my buddy Dylan tomorrow.
What I ate yesterday: 1/4 of an over sweetened pomegranate juice, amazing Canucks kimchee egg burger, double gin pickle juice spicy Cesar / bloody marry, 1/2 cold brew, 1/4 of that butter fried squid, peanuts, fried fish and one beer (the last three things were part of an editorial on a pub.

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Random act of kindness: Offering to help out with anything around the house for an hour before going to work.
Cool thing of the day: Update: I just got home and am floored to see I had one of my faster, maybe fastest kilometers to date. The left side is from the same stretch on August 4th, about two weeks ago, and I remember feeling like I was sprinting all out to try and get my best pace. Today I felt like I was just dabbling in running, messing around, experimenting. I didn’t feel like I was pushing hard at any point in the run, I actually felt like I was holding back so I’m really surprised to have gotten one of my fastest kilometers yet. See image below.

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It is with heavy heart I announce I’m going to drop the journal for a week in order to focus on getting some photo sessions online.

I’m really digging the process of sitting here and writing about my day to day but when I scroll through my Lightroom library and see all the great photo shoots I’ve never shared it eats at me too. These blogs are taking me anywhere from 55 – 120 minutes per day and in that time I could blog a photo session. Ultimately I feel like blogging those sessions is a more productive use of my time.

This week I will focus on getting one shoot up per day and catching up on all the missed journals. I’ll still track my diet and fitness but drop the writing to see if that speeds up the process.

In other news I think I have IT Band Friction Syndrome on my right knee from overworking it, improper running mechanics, or both. It’s not painful, just an odd feeling that can best be described as an elastic band kind of popping over the side of the knee. Imagine stretching an elastic between your thumb and pointer finger, then sliding it down a tree stump. Imagine there is a little bump on the stump where the band gets hung up for a second, tension builds a little, then it pops over it. That’s how It feels, odd.

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The internet say the best way to fix the problem is to lower the miles or just take a break to let the band heal. To avoid a relapse do stretches that target the IT band and practice proper running mechanics. I hope to find a good running store in Seoul that might be able to assess my mechanics and suggest the right shoe and how I can improve.

In an effort to heal I replaced today’s running/cycling with 30 minutes of yoga. I didn’t get the same sweat or heart rate on but it still felt good and I’m sure that my body and mind will benefit greatly. I once did yoga for 6 months and never felt better, until recently 🙂 Today I also learned that a yoga mat is kind of crucial, I shall steal my wife’s tomorrow 🙂

Here’s how I exercised today: 002-160816-Yoga-Workout
3 Things I’m grateful for: Making it to level three meditation in Headspace, feeling affection from that kitty cat, that I don’t have to live with a kitty cat

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What I ate yesterday: Creeps, peanut butter, avocado tomato crackers, carrot sticks, rice004-160815-Food-Journal
Random act of kindness: Bringing a kitty cat some water – we became good friends. Shame I have crazy cat allergies.

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Cool thing of the day: Becoming the second largest snake in Slither! Only reason I didn’t make first is because taking the damn screen shot killed me!

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Not one for moderation, my approach has generally always been all or nothing. Package of chips, no chance I’m going to reseal that bag and save it for another day. Box of cinnamon buns, they’ll be gone in a sitting. Going to the club? Well, I better be getting slammed because there’s no point in drinking shitty booze if you’re going to feel it. I even wished we had birthed  triplets so I could get the whole child rearing thing done in one shot.

This outlook changed a little last weekend. The metamorphosis began in Bulgwang subway station after an intense 3 hour hike. I was famished and couldn’t resist the smell of freshly backed mocha-bread they were intentionally piping though the station’s ventilation system. Talk about inescapable and incredibly potent advertising.

Half of me said, “Greg! Just walk away! You don’t need this junk.” while the other half reasoned “Hey buddy, you did a really huge hike and you deserve that bun. Plus, it’s the weekend, give yourself a much needed break”.

I slapped a dollar on the table and got that mochabread. Then I slapped two more on the table for the half-dozen freshly baked gooey cheese buns I spotted. Now normally ALL of this bready-ness would have been devoured on escalator down to the platform but this time, I did something unprecedented, I only ate half the mocha bun and just 1/6th of the cheese bread. You know what? Withing a few minutes my desire to say “f@ck it” and give in to the hot cream cheese filled mochabread subsided and I was left feeling I got the best of both worlds; I got to taste two yummy treats and walk away from it all feeling stronger. Added bonus, I looked like a hero coming home with fresh treats for the family.

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Note the first two pictures of partially eaten breads.

I have one other incident to share from the weekend. Saturday evening I went out to Monkey Beach bar/club with a couple of old teaching buddies. I had always figured there was one way to do a club, get in, get drunk and go home when you cannot function anymore be it due to drunkenness, exhaustion, or both.

Saturday was different. I had been up since 4:30 am. I had put it 25,000 steps / 15km of walking. I  had told my wife it wasn’t going to be a late one because I wanted to get some rest.

Monkey Beach was awesome. The three of us grown men shared a cranberry vodka bucket while girls half our size and age next to us each rocked their own bucket. We played pool, met new friends, eventually shared a gin and tonic bucket and then, at the peak of this great  I gave everyone a hug and bowed out to I’m to catch the last subway home”

74-160813-Shared-BucketThis time I didn’t have to draw the night out until closing time. I didn’t have to go for that 2am greasy mid drunken meal. I didn’t have to fight the post party hordes for a taxi or even waste money on one. I didn’t have to home to my wife smelling terrible at 6am. I didn’t have to deal with the shitty drunken sweat sleep. Best of all I didn’t have the destroy-your-Sunday hangover.

Instead I left on a high note. I saved my money and my liver. I had a great morning filled with a little wam-shikka-wam, home made Eggs Benedict and a great family filled afternoon at the pool.

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Yes, the night could have gotten even better or it may also have been on decline, who knows. I felt satiated. I realize sometimes you gotta go hard. That was the choice I always made in the past. Now I’m exited about trying things a different way.

Here’s how I exercised today: 4km run with stairs
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Random act of kindness: Spending a little extra time with Han yesterday at the pool

Cool thing of the day: Chaka doing a great imitation of Captain Smack, a Boove from Home004-160814-Chaka-Being-Captian-Smack
Blogging time: 80 Min

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None of these images have anything to do with Tony Robbins

Yesterday one of my favorite guys, Tim Ferriss, interviewed Tony Robbins on his podcast. I’ve always known the name and that its synonyms with self help but I’d never listened to anything the guy had to say; I think I may have had him confused for Richard Simmons.

Tim asked some excellent questions and Tony had some thought provoking answers. So much so I decided to watch the documentary made about one of his yearly workshops called “I AM NOT YOUR GURU” together with Hyunmi.

I couldn’t help thinking I’d be the guy standing in the middle of that fanatically cheerful, dancing crowd of thousands with my arms crossed  thinking, “I spent $5,000 on this?”  Then I thought I was heartless for thinking this and wondered, as I’ve often wondered, if I may be slightly psychotic. I heard some really touching and tragic storyies that brought other men to tears, including Tim and Tony, and I wasn’t feeling it.

I do cry, and quite easily at that. Join me at my parents house for dinner and they’ll inevitably tell you about the time I cried when a logging truck chuckled full off old growth passed us in Bella Coola. Or you might hear about how emotional I got on a hike with my dad when we had no choice but to step on the wild flowers. Then there was that time I figured I would never hit the Robbin, let alone KILL IT with the makeshift  pepper corn BB I loaded into my pellet gun – I shed many tears for that robin.

It must be the my inner skeptic. It just seemed a little too evangelical for me to get into. I think Tony is a decent guy, and there’s a reason why his client list includes former presidents, current celebrities and the queen of England. He has some sound advice but the road show is too much of an act for me. I get it though, you can’t just show up with nothing for an audience of 2,000 paying 5k a each hoping you’ve got some kind of answers.

Tony has a huge team at the event, and many are assigned roles as leaders, each responsible for a small group of attendees. These leaders are constantly evaluating their members and passing on the the names and stories of those whom fit comfortably into Tony’s teaching agenda. Riding in his SUV to the event Tony says he wants to find a guy who’s suicidal. He also mentions how he wants to weed out the attention seekers. I was a teacher for 8 years, I can’t fault him for having am agenda and wanting find examples that fit it – but somehow I feel slightly cheated.

Take for example, the first intervention where the woman basically says she isn’t happy with her weight and wants to know how she can stick to her diet. Tony starts with some really great questions “who are you trying to loose weight for?”, “what makes you want to do this?” but then veers off to “who’s love did you crave more as a child, mom or dads?”, followed by, “who did you have to be or what did you have to do to get it?”

I know this is one of his stock questions because I heard it in the interview with Tim that very morning. During the intervention we learn the girl’s father has a drug dependency and that she should not only blame him for the bad in his life but also blame him for all the good things too yadda yadda yadda… In the end I feel as though this was the lesson Tonny had scheduled from 10-11 AM and he would have somehow made it whomever he had called on. It’s like a horoscope, you always can find a way to make it fit your circumstances.

Let me be clear, I don’t take issue with the lesson. I have trouble with the fact it was the lesson pre-chosen to be applied to her weight problem. I don’t feel it was genuine.

One of my biggest pet peeves in life is hypocrisy and contradiction. I have a nose as sensitive to that shit as a sharks nose is to blood. Contradict something you’ve told ever so slightly, twenty years later and I’ll point it out. I wish I could remember names as well as I do past statements and actions. I felt there were some contradictions in Tony’s teachings.

On the one hand Tony is telling us to give up our expectations of ourselves and others as unfulfilled expectations often lead to unhappiness. (Hell I have the t-shirt: “Reality – Expectations = Happiness”) On the other hand, participants are being asked to plan out there 10 and 20 year life and business goals. Are these not expectations?

Tony asserts that if we’re gonna blame someone for all the shit in our lives then we gotta blame them for all the good stuff too. “Blame responsibly” he calls it. His mom beat him but he says it’s also what made him the man he is today. The diet conscientious girl’s druggy dad should also be blamed for being the only man in her life that has truly, unconditionally, loved her even if he didn’t show it. At this point it’s sounding to me like everything should be tolerated and forgiven but then Tony gets a woman in the audience to break up with her boyfriend IN FRONT OF EVERY ONE – OVER THE PHONE. There must have been some good things she could have blamed him for too no? Why didn’t he push her to make amends? (Turns out they got back together after anyway. I’m sure the conversation went something like this, “I’m sorry babe but there were like 2,000 people egging me on!)

I’m not your guru was a 5 day 60 hour workshop condensed into a two hour documentary (some believe infomercial is a more fitting decription). To be fair, I’m getting nowhere near the full story. I saw a lot of happiness on those faces in the crowd and I learned some valuable things from Tony over those two hours but I can say with 100% certainly I won’t be dropping 5k on his stage act anytime soon, I’ll pick up the Coles notes instead.

Here’s how I exercised today: Woke up at 4:30am, biked to base of Bugak Mountain and did a fairly major climb of about 400 meters. Korean hiking ain’t no joke, the path was incredibly steep, rocky and not so well marked yet I met two 70+ year old gentlemen who looked about 40 and were motoring along.

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Beautiful terrain. I ended up free climbing up a rock face. Got slightly freaked out my the prospect of having to climb down as I went higher and higher! Luckily there was an easier path down on the other side.

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What I ate yesterday: Half a mocha bread and cheese bun, pear, pancakes with peanut butter, more cheese bun, tuna gimbap, coffee, cookie, 1/3 of a gin and tonic and vodka cranberry bucket.39-160813-Food-DiaryRandom act of kindness: Wasn’t be today, instead an incredibly fit elderly hiker gave me the last of his water on top of the mountain
Cool thing of the day: Chaka took us to the Korean Bank Money Museum. Love the look of the Venezuelan currency.53-160813-Seoul-Money-Museum
Blogging time: 60 Min