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Many thanks too www.flickr.com/photos/unclebobjim/ for the title Parallel Linear Symmetry ;-))
Happy Fence Friday!
Have a nice start of your weekend!
I was thinking about some people lately. Time can change things quickly. Reach out and say hello to someone you have not heard from in a while.
Time will get us all. There is now. There was yesterday, and hopefully, there will be many tomorrows. What we see in front of us today may not be there tomorrow.
Happy Fence Friday
A favorite image of mine from years ago, but this time I turned it into a monochrome photograph. I must have over 1000 photos of the Kauffman Center for the Performing Arts building and when I found this composition I thought I finally had something special. Things looked great in color but the idea to turn it into black and white gave it new life.
most of the time, i just wonder how things would look through a lens... like a needle and thread.
this thread's plasticized so it didn't have cool little fibers sticking out. maybe i should try it with yarn.
on the blog: toomanytribbles.blogspot.com/2009/09/linear.html
... matrix or perhaps a geometry puzzle of converging lines in this reflection of the promenade. Oberer See - Böblingen Germany
balanced forever the tale so old
a history unblemished as it was told
gathered by story tellers a large unfold
a linear love bold
man loved a woman
she gave her all
woman loved a man
she made him better
like a line to the star
that cosmic letter
saying i love you
Une fenêtre linéaire...
Parce que nos vies et nos déambulations le sont en tout premier lieu.
Seuls les fêlés (qui laissent passer la lumière dit-on, façon de dire qu'ils sont troués façon emmental) ont des trajectoires sinueuses... Et dieu sait combien les photographes sont sinueux... :-))
Scenes like this just never get old for me even though I continue to. I can recall walking this road 30 years ago. I don't think there's any recognizable change in its appearance after all this time. It's as desolate and lonely looking now as it was then. And that's the appeal for me. It's a secondary road at best, and sees comparatively little traffic. It's possible to stand out here right on the centerline for long stretches without having to flee from speeding cars. And I do stand here for long stretches. I always bring the camera, but spend most of my time just observing the landscape and appreciating the desolation. I derive energy from straddling the divide, the boundary between the adjacent farm fields. Could be the sense of casual geometry one gets standing at just the right angle. Not sure there's any scientific basis for any of this, but it feels very real to me. This is high ground and it's always windy up here. Uncomfortably so on cool days, but that's part of the experience so I just dress accordingly. Weirdly this is one of those places where the more off-putting the weather, the more attractive it is. My best times here are spent in the most awful weather conditions. Somehow nice weather defeats the desolation and weakens the emotional impact. Nope, it never gets old.