Field flowers

D300 - 195 mm, 1/320 sec f/4.0, ISO 200

It is so difficult to understand

because it is simple, and in plain view.

Far and near

An unsettling image is ready here to unleash your poet inside. Time is tyrant as a deadline is set on Saturday, December 6th.

Unreadable

D300 - 24 mm, 1/100 sec f/4.0, ISO 200

Searching, rambling,
aimless wand'ring
too many things withered prematurely.

Latched doors,
entangled thoughts
scratching self-constructed boxes

and when one says: "look, I understand!"
- for what it's worth -
it's a dead end.

My life as a pebble

D300 - 12 mm, 13 sec f/20, ISO 200

When I think about life, my life (as I can't say I know any more than my one life), I feel the weathering of the waves. Ocean waves can be gentle, soft, soothing.. or fierce, ruthless and terrible. With their very essence they shape worlds and build extraordinary beauty.
They also create fields of pebbles.
These pebbles are all similar and all different to each other. Gray, only when you look them from afar, and color textured when closely examined.
I like to touch them, to walk on them. I relate to them, one gray pebble among many, becoming rounder and rounder as the waves smooth out my asperities. Alone in a multitude, so alike to all the others in my uniqueness. What is this ocean? Time perhaps? The spiritual world?
I am still fascinated by the sea and the shapes and colors surrounding it, I often dream about it, and even more often I photograph it (as you have probably realized).
This long and cumbersome preamble wants to justify the picture above, which shows the very same beach before the rock depicted in the previous post. Photographic alliteration...

Interlude V

Giaches de Wert - Sorgi e Rischiara

Rise and shine, ye thoughts asleep
the day calls thee to a new leap.

Art

D300 - 22 mm, 1/50 sec f/6.3, ISO 1000

Unknown, before our eyes

an archaic awe stirs our fears.

Still

D300 - 300 mm, 1/320 sec f/7.1, ISO 1000

I weep

for what could have been and is not,

for the beauty I don't see,

for the time lost.

Interlude IV

Anonymous - Songs and Dances from the time of Mary, Queen of Scots.

The lady Marie galliard: "depairte, depairte"

Puzzled

D70 - 48 mm, 1/60 sec f/4.8, ISO 1600

Uncertainties live

in shadows of gray.

The snake

D300 - 46 mm, 1/160 sec f/7.1, ISO 200

Sometimes.

Unlikely fears,

forebears reminiscence,

geometric beauty.