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The theme put forward for the SSC group this week - liminal space - is an entirely new concept for me.
After reading the helpful info given in the group, my next stop was Google which gave me similar:
Liminal space refers to the place a person is in during a transitional period. It's a gap, and can be physical (like a doorway), emotional (like a divorce) or metaphorical (like a decision).
Concentrating on the physical, I looked for liminal space on a visit to The Hospital of St Cross and Almshouse of Noble Poverty and have put together a triptych of what I found could be appropriate.
Love these learning curves on Flickr!
Footbridge over the Swift River at Rocky Gorge on the Kancamagus Highway - Monochrome
Date:07/02/2024
Location: Kancamagus Highway, NH, USA
Equipment: Canon 60D with Canon 18-135mm IS STM
Software: Lightroom Classic
Copyright: Neil Morrill, All Rights Reserved.
I bought this setup gently used as a general purpose outing camera. I'm continually pleased with the quality of images I am able to get from it.
To my friends at Flickrology, yet another example of a Liminal Space.
Hope you enjoy!
NC
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the airport is a place of passage, a liminal zone where lives intersect briefly, then scatter. here, under the sharp geometry of steel and glass, a lone traveler walks, dwarfed by the vast structure that frames her journey. the parallel lines of the moving walkway stretch into infinity, a quiet reminder of forward motion, of destinations yet to come. the muted sepia tones soften the harsh modernity, wrapping the scene in a blanket of nostalgia. it’s a moment caught between departures and arrivals, between now and soon—a fleeting whisper in the echoing halls of transit.
The sail slips past the waves like a whispered promise,
and the gulls cry secrets the sea has long forgotten.
Behind the glass, a cactus leans toward light,
brave in its stillness.
The flowers nod - purple sentinels of fleeting beauty.
Somewhere between the lighthouse and the living room rug,
a soul watches quietly,
not searching, not hiding,
just existing in that rare, golden pause
before what comes next.
-MD