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If I could throw this
Lifeless lifeline to the wind
Leave this heart of clay
See you walk, walk away
Into the night
And through the rain
Into the half-light
And through the flame
If I could through myself
Set your spirit free
I'd lead your heart away
See you break, break away
Into the light
And to the day
To let it go
And so to fade away
To let it go
And so fade away
I'm wide awake
I'm wide awake
Wide awake
I'm not sleeping
Oh, no, no, no
If you should ask then maybe they'd
Tell you what I would say
True colors fly in blue and black
Bruised silken sky and burning flag
Colors crash, collide in blood shot eyes
If I could, you know I would
If I could, I would
Let it go...
This desperation
Dislocation
Separation
Condemnation
Revelation
In temptation
Isolation
Desolation
Let it go
~U2
This song is about the desperation of heroin addiction, but it washed over me as I was editing this. The lyrics and emotional music really capture how I feel standing out in the open with the wind in my face and an indescribable scene before my eyes.
I've been trying to "define" my photography for a long time. I see such wonderful art here on flickr. Amazing works with such deep meaning. The photographer obviously had a concept in mind and set out to achieve it. It makes me feel so uncreative that I only shoot what is there. I don't "create" anything, I don't make "art". I don't set out ahead of time with some concept.
Lately, though, I've realized that what I do matters. There are masterpieces of art all around us all the time. Nature is the artist. But people just pass it by like it isn't even there. It is my mission to capture these stunning everyday, but overlooked, masterpieces and make people see what they are missing. I want to open eyes and open minds.
"you live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are living. then you read a book… or you take a trip… and you discover that you are not living, that you are hibernating. the symptoms of hibernating are easily detectable: first, restlessness. the second symptom (when hibernating becomes dangerous and might degenerate into death): absence of pleasure. that is all. it appears like an innocuous illness. monotony, boredom, death. millions live like this (or die like this) without knowing it. they work in offices. they drive a car. they picnic with their families. they raise children. and then some shock treatment takes place, a person, a book, a song, and it awakens them and saves them from death. some never awaken."
- anaïs nin, the diary of anaïs nin, vol. 1: 1931-1934
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Got this idea from a magazine, lyrics are from Northlane's Dream Awake which was kind of random but it turned out alright!
Blue hour, a magical moment of darkness before the dawn. Part night, part day, and when the weather cooperates, well worth being awake for.
Sometimes, some additional color work is necessary, HSS
Explored 4/25 #178
I'm dying to breathe in these abundant skies...
First photoshoot today with people other than my two lovely best friends, so wish me luck!
Dear shooting star:
There seems to be a misunderstanding.
[...I'm not that convinced. Maybe I'm going to erase it again. :-/]
"In a controversy the instant we feel anger we have already ceased striving for the truth, and have begun striving for ourselves."
"I do not believe in a fate that falls on men however they act; but I do believe in a fate that falls on them unless they act."
"There is nothing more dreadful than the habit of doubt. Doubt separates people. It is a poison that disintegrates friendships and breaks up pleasant relations. It is a thorn that irritates and hurts; it is a sword that kills."
"May the truth of these words awaken transcendent wisdom and great heart of compassion in all beings. May they bring blessings to all."
~Buddha~
... ese bonito momento cuando la luz juega con nuestro cuerpo y nos avisa que hay que despertarse, ... por suerte estaba de vacaciones :)
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I just feel like uploading something, since I haven't been uploading for a few days now. :)
Yesterday, I just kept walking around my garden, with the camera, and my beautiful prime lens to take some simple bokeh shots. Was so mesmerized with the sunshine as always :)
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Perchè la realtà fa così tanta paura?
Viaggiare con la mente non sempre porta alla felicità , anzi, ci riporta solo più bruscamente alla concretezza.
Come il primo amore, genuino, una favola, la fantasia che non sarebbe mai finito, che il lieto fine delle storie raccontate prima di dormire esista davvero e mai e poi mai sarebbe capitato nulla.
E poi, all'improvviso, la realtà . La rottura, il buio, il dolore.
Rimani ad occhi spalancati di fronte a qualcosa di sconosciuto, e la sofferenza non fa che aumentare, perchè non sai come affrontare il mondo vero, quello duro, crudele. Non riesci a credere che tutto il bello che fino a quel momento avevi visto sia svanito in un minuto.
Inizi a odiare te stessa per quanto tu sia stata ingenua, stupida, superficiale, e finisci per odiare tutto ciò che ti circonda perchè non è come lo volevi, o meglio, come te lo eri sempre immaginato.
Ma la realtà che colpa ne ha se gli uomini sono sognatori?
Il mondo non fa altro che aiutarci ad affrontarlo, a essere concreti, concreti sognatori.
Da quando ho scoperto che è più gratificante vivere la realtà che sognare, tante, troppe cose mi appaiono futili.
Questo non vuol dire che ho smesso di avere fantasia, ma solo che i miei sogni li rendo concreti, reali.
E quanto è bello toccare con mano la propria immaginazione.
La realtà è diventata la mia fantasia preferita.
Please respect my work.
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