Sometimes a couple, if they are really blessed, become not two but one.
Our building has a backyard that is weedy and overgrown. The walls of the buildings that surround it are cracked and flaking. Yet in times past, this old birdbath indicates it had known better days. I hope this photograph brightens up your day.
“Have you ever had the feeling that there wasn’t a soul left on the planet that remembered your name or face or the sound of your laugh?”
From “House of Coates” A book by Brad Zellar
The lockdown feels like……
I rarely, very rarely, do any still life photography. Today is a rare exception. My wife has a distinctive collection of antique stone fruits in an old woven wire bowl. Here is a low light, closeup view of it. The nice colors are the result of Fujifilm’s fine color science.
As the sages have been saying for centuries, common is in eye of the beholder.
The older I get (and that’s pretty damn old) the more I appreciate the marks that aging leaves. If this tree was a perfectly formed spruce I doubt it would attract half the interest that this old warrior does.
Yesterday’s, was clear and sunny and this photograph was taken in color. So why the dingy monochrome look? The simple answer is, it’s the way I felt.
This Covid-19 lockdown is getting on my nerves. The photograph could have and maybe even should have been developed as a colorful landscape. I just couldn’t do it.
It’s going to rain quite a bit this week.
The composition of this image is simple, very VERY simple. In fact this lady’s left hand is in the dead center of the photograph. However, simplicity is not the only reason I like it. Look at the shadows on the wall. They’re painted on!
This photo was taken in Boston’s Museum of Fine Arts and the wall background is actually a piece of art.
The first ending. And knowing it would end
I wanted another. Lover, summer,
pen with which to write it all down.
The first disappointment. Which is not
remembered but lives in the body.
And how familiar it became …Dimitrov