Friday, July 25, 2008

The pool

D300 - 52 mm, 3.0 sec f/32, ISO 100

Pure bliss...

if only we were alone!


  1. Karijini National Park, WA.
    [... rather crowded ...]

  2. Sembra un luogo incantato...mi ricorda una favola.

  3. bellissima foto... e grazie mille della mucca... buon w.e.!
    non mi sono dimenticata, sto solo aspettando una risposta mooolto importante che spero arrivi. Non mi andava di prendere accordi sapendo di non poterne mantenere, magari all'arrivo di un feedback positivo.

  4. How beautiful!!

    O_O estasiata!

  5. @ amaramara: era magico: in fondo ad un canyon nel mezzo del deserto, circondato da pareti di roccia rossa come la ruggine, queste rare oasi di verde e fresco sembravano uscite dalle pagine di un libro.

    @ elisa: :-) grazie. in bocca al lupo allora!

    @ claudia: va' e guarda con i tuoi occhi.. ti assicuro che la foto non rende giustizia.

  6. How beautiful that the animals share such intimacy, especially in crowds. There is so much to learn from nature. A swan doesn't ask for grace in daily life, she simply lives it.

    How I admire your gift for capturing beauty in so many forms.

    What sort of scientist are you?

  7. Linda - Your comment makes me think of the importance of being which requires us to actually do some work beyond mere existing. The swan appears graceful on the lake, seemingly doing nothing.

    Underneath the placid lake, unrippled by the movement of the swan, lie quickly pattling feet giving the allusion of effortless beauty favored by grace. Grace, as unmerited favor, requires effort of some sort.

    What are your thoughts?

    I too admire -a-c-'s "gift of capturing beauty in so many forms." Thank you -a-c-.

  8. Judith,
    I believe that the swan does not think about moving its feet to create the movement but it is in balanced harmony with its purpose, thus grace emerges because it is achieved without thought. Certainly animals have thoughts but do they allow themselves to become hostage to them?

    When I allow my thoughts to dictate my actions rather than my feelings, not emotional but the actual physical response in my body, I fall from grace which then prevents me from participating in true intimacy.

    It is a visceral connection that I long for and the more in touch I am with that response, the more I act by the grace of god.


  9. True spontaneous acting is one of the holy grails of all time.
    Eastern philosophers are masters on this topic, and we are slowly learning.

  10. As a keen observer of life in general I have watched mothers train their young, whether babies or ducklings. What appears spontaneous seems to have initally required a process of thought, training, and action.

    When I was training as an opera and jazz singer, it took many years to eventually learn to breath and produce sustained sound on air that I do sponteously as a act of living, though in shorter spaces. If you are speaking you are not breathing; the breath is expelling. Singing requires a tension, an expelling rhtymically of air sustained by the body.

    Because there are so many intricacies of muscles and air passing through the vocal folds, as well as the tension naturally created in the breathing mechanism (the body), it appeared that I would not grasp the act of breathing from opera to opera or set to set--or even phrase to phrase. I sought answers in yoga and the alexander technique. This was helpful. But I had to study.

    Initially, the necessary tension of producing tones appeared to be in conflict and even counter productive, until thought, training, and continual actions made the natural act of breathing rhythmically spontaneous in song.