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Dernières lumières sur les rochers de Lanildut ... avec ce ciel aux couleurs aussi jolies qu'éphémères.
Pas en avance sur place, cette session photo en compagnie de Fab2Brest n'aura, au final, durée que qq minutes ... et 5 déclenchements :)
Je n'ai pas souvenir avoir aussi peu déclenché lors d'une sortie photo :)
I'm listing down 30 awesome things in my blog. This is 1/30. :)
*Inspired by Kathryn and Julie's table top photography (I'm not sure how they call it, heh). ♥
Yay, it passed FF: with significant others. :)
SHAPE MP: DealeuZ
Come yourself : maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Coastal%20Grove/153/244/3002
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Une photo chargée d'une tension viscérale. Pas une tension agressive, mais cette intensité qu'on trouve dans un sentiment profond mais abîmé.
Entre défi et douleur.
Une mélange de Désir, de domination et de dépendance.
Une prison dorée.
Just some strong instant coffee to keep me going!!
Flickr Lounge - Weekly Theme (Week 8) ~ Macro Photography ....
Thanks to everyone who views this photo, adds a note, leaves a comment and of course BIG thanks to anyone who chooses to favourite my photo .... Thanks to you all!
poland '12
@catchy_meaning / film photography
@marmolada_films / stop-motion animation
@no_name_poland / day after day
I stumbled on this scene by accident. Walking through the trees and ferns late October afternoon just zoning out, no camera, no particular thoughts really.
I could not believe my eyes. I have never seen anything like this in all years I have visited Acadia - the colors, contrasty and saturated were so bright, three-dimensional and truly grand.
I stood there for several minutes. Looking up and all around. I needed this, I was looking for inspiration, to be motivated in my photographic journey as this year has been the hardest to find the time or desire.
You judge for yourself - to me, it was an instant blush to my face, blood rushing to every fingertip and than... silence. A perfect moment with nature.
Sur le chemin de la Fujikina à Palais royal...la lumière était belle et les instants volés aussi ...
Hoy quiero cantar a las nubes y a su invariable inconstancia,
A las nubes de los crepúsculos risueños,
a las claras nubes del alba, a las sordas nubes del huracán
canto a las nubes que llegan sin saber de donde, como los sueños
y que se van como los sueños sin saber que se van.
Quiero cantar a las enloquecidas nubes de las tormentas,
A sus flotantes ríos y a sus cortinajes de gotas,
Quiero cantar a las nubes que pasan calladas, efímeras, lentas,
A las bellas nubes sin dueño, a las nubes perpetuamente remotas.
Quiero cantar a las nubes porque en ellas se hace visible
El concepto fugaz de lo eterno…
J.A.Buesa