Synchronicity
More from my trip to Barcelona, Spain:
I consider myself fortunate in having the ability to see a thing in a way that perhaps others might not. To be an artist, in a certain regard, is to wear a special set of glasses most days - where the world appears to be more saturated, defined, interesting, powerful, and humbling - all at the same time. To be blessed with that wonderful synchronicity, where I find myself at the very moment an object or event expresses itself, and being able to capture it, never ceases to amaze me.
I came across this during a walk on a sunny day with my wife and friends, through the Ciutat Vella district of town. I remember looking up to gauge the angle of the light as we turned a corner, and it appeared. I've had but a few occasions in my life where the breath seemed to be sucked out of my body by something I've laid eyes upon (mostly on this trip), but this was certainly one of them.
I was instantly drawn in by the presence of complements and contrasts: the heavy folds of fabric that seemed to mimic the lines of the iron work, and yet also reached out from the shadows to soften its ornate details; the smoothness of white against the gritty textures of grey; how light was almost painted in place to enhance the dark surfaces, creating layers of depth.
Was it chiseled from marble, the whole of it? Was I dreaming? I think the Universe was keen on making sure I saw much during this trip that I never fully allowed myself to appreciate before - my wife, my friends, my art, my life.
Minutes later, someone came out from their apartment and straightened the curtains with a rustle, then closed the balcony doors behind them. The scene most probably would have made for a beautiful photograph, still, but not like this. Not to me. No such chance involved. So, yeah. Synchronicity.
I love when the experience happens and it all comes together, especially when it isn't planned, isn't expected. Just like love. And you find yourself exactly where you need to be.
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As a way of returning the extraordinary generosity and support
you have all shown me in this great community, whenever I upload
a new pic or series of shots this year, I'll provide a link to another
flickr photographer whose work, personality, or spirit I feel you
should discover.
Visit and introduce yourself. Make a friend. Share the love.
Open your eyes to Frame (In Light) today.
Synchronicity
More from my trip to Barcelona, Spain:
I consider myself fortunate in having the ability to see a thing in a way that perhaps others might not. To be an artist, in a certain regard, is to wear a special set of glasses most days - where the world appears to be more saturated, defined, interesting, powerful, and humbling - all at the same time. To be blessed with that wonderful synchronicity, where I find myself at the very moment an object or event expresses itself, and being able to capture it, never ceases to amaze me.
I came across this during a walk on a sunny day with my wife and friends, through the Ciutat Vella district of town. I remember looking up to gauge the angle of the light as we turned a corner, and it appeared. I've had but a few occasions in my life where the breath seemed to be sucked out of my body by something I've laid eyes upon (mostly on this trip), but this was certainly one of them.
I was instantly drawn in by the presence of complements and contrasts: the heavy folds of fabric that seemed to mimic the lines of the iron work, and yet also reached out from the shadows to soften its ornate details; the smoothness of white against the gritty textures of grey; how light was almost painted in place to enhance the dark surfaces, creating layers of depth.
Was it chiseled from marble, the whole of it? Was I dreaming? I think the Universe was keen on making sure I saw much during this trip that I never fully allowed myself to appreciate before - my wife, my friends, my art, my life.
Minutes later, someone came out from their apartment and straightened the curtains with a rustle, then closed the balcony doors behind them. The scene most probably would have made for a beautiful photograph, still, but not like this. Not to me. No such chance involved. So, yeah. Synchronicity.
I love when the experience happens and it all comes together, especially when it isn't planned, isn't expected. Just like love. And you find yourself exactly where you need to be.
[ + ]
As a way of returning the extraordinary generosity and support
you have all shown me in this great community, whenever I upload
a new pic or series of shots this year, I'll provide a link to another
flickr photographer whose work, personality, or spirit I feel you
should discover.
Visit and introduce yourself. Make a friend. Share the love.
Open your eyes to Frame (In Light) today.