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"Be present. Make love. Make tea. Avoid small talk. Embrace conversation. Buy a plant, water it. Make your bed. Make someone else’s bed. Have a smart mouth, and quick wit. Run. Make art. Create. Swim in the ocean. Swim in the rain. Take chances. Ask questions. Make mistakes. Learn. Know your worth. Love fiercely. Forgive quickly. Let go of what doesn’t make you happy. Grow."
— Paulo Coelho
Golded hour"
1sec | F16 | ISO640 | 16mm
Nikon d600 | Nikon 16-35mm F4 | CokinXPro GND FIlter 0.9 HE | Shutter remote | Tripod
Last night's sunset was like something from a dream. Warm light, frigid temperatures and some incredibly tough ducks.
“Sometimes fate is like a small sandstorm that keeps changing directions. You change direction but the sandstorm chases you. You turn again, but the storm adjusts. Over and over you play this out, like some ominous dance with death just before dawn.
Why? Because this storm isn't something that blew in from far away, something that has nothing to do with you. This storm is you. Something inside of you. So all you can do is give in to it, step right inside the storm, closing your eyes and plugging up your ears so the sand doesn't get in, and walk through it, step by step. There's no sun there, no moon, no direction, no sense of time. Just fine white sand swirling up into the sky like pulverized bones. That's the kind of sandstorm you need to imagine.
And you really will have to make it through that violent, metaphysical, symbolic storm. No matter how metaphysical or symbolic it might be, make no mistake about it: it will cut through flesh like a thousand razor blades. People will bleed there, and you will bleed too. Hot, red blood. You'll catch that blood in your hands, your own blood and the blood of others.
And once the storm is over you won't remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won't even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm you won't be the same person who walked in. That's what this storm's all about.”
― Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore
"The mythologies we ascribe to, whether consciously or unconsciously, determine how we measure, reflect on, and make sense of our experiences.
We must take responsibility for deriving meaning from our life experiences, our relationships, and our place in the cosmos as a whole — and it's up to us, each, as individuals, to create for ourselves our own personal code, to become our own heroes, and embark again on a fresh exploration"
Early morning walk with my Nikon F3HP & a fresh roll of Kodak TriX400 on Thanksgiving morning after heavy snow all night. 2019
Early morning walk with my Nikon F3HP & a fresh rol of Kodak TriX400 on Thanksgiving morning after heavy snow all night. 2019
With weightless heart we now soar because fear cannot hold us back. #sweeterpoetry
|| Sometimes I go #chasinglight, and sometimes I walk in the door and it's waiting for me ||
I have been chasing the light all week and I am bushed! I took a lot of photos during our storms the other day, which included tornado warnings all day. Luckily we didn't have much more than a lot rain.
I ordered a set of EI Wires in 6 colors. They come with a battery pack and have 3 modes (steady, blinking, and strobe). The wires are bendy but do not have a memory and are hard to rangle!
This image has two wires and I set the purple one to blink in this shot. I used another one of my Mom's glass paperweights. This one is clear. I adjusted the clarity and blacks and removed some spots.
You can see some other chasing light images on my flickr page: www.flickr.com/photos/needlepointernc/
"Be present. Make love. Make tea. Avoid small talk. Embrace conversation. Buy a plant, water it. Make your bed. Make someone else’s bed. Have a smart mouth, and quick wit. Run. Make art. Create. Swim in the ocean. Swim in the rain. Take chances. Ask questions. Make mistakes. Learn. Know your worth. Love fiercely. Forgive quickly. Let go of what doesn’t make you happy. Grow."
— Paulo Coelho