Things I Forgot To Tell You: Mobile Side Project / by Frederik van den Berg

I lived in Seoul for four months at the end of 2014. I was a glorious time. Although I did shoot quite a bit with my DSLR, I documented the majority of daily (and nightly) life with my mobile phone- a Samsung, of course.  

In proper Asiatic fashion, I documented my foodie adventures, my drinking buddies, my excursions, my dilemmas, my ups, downs, and a lot of in-betweens. Too much for Instagram, too much for Facebook, I made a Tumblr Blog which auto-uploaded every other hour for weeks at a time. I was in one of the most high-tech, fastest growing cities of the World, so it seemed totally reasonable to have an auto-updating high-tech memory-sharing machine. 

And that project was called #FreddieGoesToSeoul

(Franky went to Hollywood, but I'm pretty sure he didn't have a blog about it). 

Below are some snapshots of the blog, with brief insights as to what awaits you after the jump.

 

The foot warmers, the spare change, the fake LCD screen on my analogue camera.

The foot warmers, the spare change, the fake LCD screen on my analogue camera.


The delicious food, the big snowflakes in Itaewon, the dog cafe, the alcohols.

The delicious food, the big snowflakes in Itaewon, the dog cafe, the alcohols.


The furcoat-selfies, the unfortunate ice-creams, the happy geese. 

The furcoat-selfies, the unfortunate ice-creams, the happy geese. 


The concerts, the space-ship, the fanboy pens, the ridiculous. 

The concerts, the space-ship, the fanboy pens, the ridiculous. 


The tradition, the nature, the colors. 

The tradition, the nature, the colors. 


The Scottish professor I 'managed' to get into a dance-off with the apparently recently nominated 'Best Dancer in Korea'. That's him talking about Berlin, you should have seen him dancing. 

The Scottish professor I 'managed' to get into a dance-off with the apparently recently nominated 'Best Dancer in Korea'. That's him talking about Berlin, you should have seen him dancing. 


Karaoke, living room creepers, gaming cafes.

Karaoke, living room creepers, gaming cafes.


The professional baseball player who temporarily kidnapped me for late night dinner. The first home-cooked meal.

The professional baseball player who temporarily kidnapped me for late night dinner. The first home-cooked meal.


The flea markets, the foods, and the neon frogs (they were alive and... well...)

The flea markets, the foods, and the neon frogs (they were alive and... well...)

You can check out the endlessly scrolling blog here

#FreddieGoesToSeoul

Thanks for stopping by,
-FVDB