Far and near: Eight

D70 - 80 mm, 1/2500 sec f/25, ISO 200

One by one they opened their eyes
And found they could see in the dark.

Catherine Vibert

Reflections of light on deep dark waters
symbols whose key has long been lost.

Anonymous

Fish of light,
Swaying with the wind.

Nathalie Boisard-Beudin

Remembrance of first light
never fades.

Piacere

Constantly and everywhere we are reminded
we are but thought.

A. Chincarini

Architecture

D300 - 12 mm, 1/40 sec f/4, ISO 1000

It is a game of forces

sustaining our realities,

agreement of minds dreaming of their being.

How great an ingenuity

for a meaningless building.

A former lover

D70 - 300 mm, 1/30 sec f/5.6, ISO 200

Feelings, resurfacing

only to quickly hide

behind the thick curtain of conventionality.

Far and near

Dear readers,
here we go again with another "far&near" call for inspiration. This time I chose a rather difficult shot: it is the picture of sunlight reflecting off the water of a small mountain stream. Abstract images aren't easy to grasp, so it's ok if you won't come up with anything.
That said, deadline for this issue is set to March, 8th 2009.

Merry thinking

A.

On flowing

D70 - 80 mm, 1/15 sec f/11, ISO 200

I am sure somebody trained in the most subtle ways of the mind could say why we are attracted to specific photographic subjects. Not that I would believe this oracle without questioning it further, and surely not without a thorough investigation of its reasoning.
First things first. While browsing through my early shots I [re]discovered the feeling towards water and air. Only rarely have I taken pictures of other elements, and even more rarely of living creatures. This attraction/repulsion surely has a deep meaning, which I am not aware of.
Those of you who can see through it are kindly requested to send their pitiless diagnosis per email, least exposing the deepest recesses of my mind to the public...
To cut a long post short, I''ll be posting a bit of wind and water soon enough :-)

Purposeless

D70 - 70 mm, 1/250 sec f/8.0, ISO 200

I cannot stop my wandering through funny lands,

daydreaming

what a waste of time

... ?

Interlude IX

H. Purcell - If love's a sweet pleasure

".. yet so easy the pain is, so soft is the dart
that at once it both wounds me and tickles my heart."

What needs to be done

D300 - 24 mm, 1/40 sec f/4.0, ISO 1000

In stillness I feel my oneness.

There I must forgive myself.

Day 9 [3/4]

Madeira

Primary, honest colors
painted on cosy shapes of a recent past,
echoing an unfamiliar language,
talking about genuine people.

Geometry

D300 - 18 mm, 1/125 sec f/10, ISO 250

Maybe, by chance

I bumped into you, idly dwelling in untrodden fields.

I seek you now like a thirsty man,

like a lover

looking for the beloved face

in every smile he meets.