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I felt free to take the picture of the freedoms on display in this scene.....
There cannot have been many who did not know that it was the 75th anniversary of the D Day landings.
This image was a complete fluke in it's origins,
i had shot 66715 "Valour" on the 6S94 Wembley-Irvine
( Caledonian Paper ) china clay slurry tanks.
Of course the freedom of the press springs to mind.
Any how, i thought to take a departing shot, "power on" after a crew change stop, and on reviewing it, i noticed this scene and cropped it out of the bigger picture.
I heard a politician say in a news report earlier today that we may be more or less back to normal by the summer. I really really really hope he is correct but my brain simply can not compute that information. It just doesn't seem possible from where I am sitting today, reading the grim daily statistics and listening on the radio to the arguments, accusations, and political point scoring. But who knows, lets give that optimistic politician the benefit of the doubt and so I present a little bit of Summer Freedom. We all need some pink clouds in our lives.
A young Amish woman escapes her daily chores temporarily with a short bareback horse ride.
I was driving a back road in Lancaster County, Pennsylvania when I saw this rider in the distance. I pulled over and realized I did not have time to grab the camera in the backseat with a longer lens so I took this shot before she got out of sight. The photo has been cropped so much that it is now too soft to be considered a good photo but I still really liked it. So my answer is to use a texture, and tell you the photo was crystal clear before I artistically used a texture for a visual effect.
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The most important kind of freedom is to be what you really are. You trade in your reality for a role. You give up your ability to feel, and in exchange, put on a mask. - Jim Morrison
A piece from my current exhibition The Masks We Wear at Nitroglobus. with Sina Souza, Nitro Fireguard and curated by Dido Haas.
"No borders, just horizons -- only freedom"
__ Amelia Earhart
A shiny new year, full of promise, is here!
La foto me mola, a pesar del desenfoque, ruido... etc..
Me encanta tener la posibilidad de hacer este tipo de fotos.
Caged Bird
by Maya Angelou
A free bird leaps
on the back of the wind
and floats downstream
till the current ends
and dips his wing
in the orange sun rays
and dares to claim the sky.
But a bird that stalks
down his narrow cage
can seldom see through
his bars of rage
his wings are clipped and
his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.
The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.
The free bird thinks of another breeze
and the trade winds soft through the sighing trees
and the fat worms waiting on a dawn bright lawn
and he names the sky his own.
But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams
his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.
The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.