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Sud del Golfo di Napoli Meta al primo piano - Sorrento sullo sfondo
South of the Gulf of Naples - Meta in the foreground, Sorrento in the foreground
July 2005 - Edited and uploaded 2022/12/26
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I took this capture of a very focused photographer who was trying to taking a shot of a lonesome swan
La fotógrafa (o así), está prendada de la meta... metatodo y, desde la puerta del Café Doré quería fotografiar al fotógrafo que desde la calle fotografiaba a dos fotógrafos que estaban sentados debajo de sus fotografías.
Pero a la fotógrafa se le cruzó una escena que no quiso perderse (dos novios en tenso amor y un perro en tenso desamor) y cuando quiso darse cuenta la escena pretendida ya no estaba.
Así que giró la cámara hacia dentro y se encontró... con más “meta” todavía.
Esto es: la fotógrafa (o así) fotografía a los fotógrafos que posan debajo de sus fotografías mientras observan la fotografía que un fotógrafo les ha hecho desde la calle posando debajo de sus fotografías mientras la fotógrafa fotografiaba a dos novios, un perrito y medio amo.
"The line_up is a paperwork series I developed in 2010 -12, the “liners” are made out of paper (Din A4) ,
oil paint and graphite, the theme are the hermetical laws of polarity and movement. There is no ending and no beginning in any direction, just an endless movement. You have the possibility to arrange the papers like you want and that makes it an endless playground for my photo-work and the eyes of the viewers."
Yanomano
The trees communicate in terpenes and other volitiles only detectable with special instruments (though we also can sometimes smell the forest).
The trees are neurons in a cortex. When we walk in the woods, we are traveling through a brain, and maybe also through a mind, of sorts. What emergent properties does a stand of trees have? The trees collective thoughts are completely foreign to us.
Their conversation is mostly undetectable and very sedate to creatures that run at roughly human clock speeds. No need to be hasty.
Trees absorb sheaves of solar rays too. Many of them are also invisible until they enter the lens of a camera without its hot mirror filter. Because the camera doesn't know which light should be visible to us, it records all the photons that hit it sensor as red, green, or blue. And in this way, through technological unknowing, we obtain knowledge of the unseen.
This follows the pattern of our general experience of life. First, even the plain things going on all around us take time and sometimes extra effort to even start to observe — let alone fully understand.
Second, it is only by moving through a phase of ignorance that we can allow even what is brilliantly illuminated to enter our awareness.
The truth is not just out there, it is everywhere.
— Theodore Tollefson @thetollart
(ES) En español, «meta» significa objetivo, destino, el punto hacia el que uno se dirige. En esta pista de baloncesto de Ibi, desierta bajo el sol de mediodía, hay dos metas: una enmarcada dentro de la otra, como una pregunta dentro de una pregunta. Nadie lanza. Nadie anota. El aro espera, con la paciencia característica de los objetos que existen únicamente para ser alcanzados — y que, la mayor parte del tiempo — tanto en futbol como en 'basket' no lo son.
(EN) In Spanish, «meta» means goal, destination, the point toward which one moves. On this sun-baked basketball court in Ibi, empty at midday, there are two metas: one framed inside the other, like a question inside a question. Nobody shoots. Nobody scores. The hoop waits, with the characteristic patience of objects that exist solely to be reached — and which, om basketball and football pitches alike, most of the time are not.
A CSX Mine Run curves its way through Meta, Kentucky on the seldom shot Coal Run Subdivision in golden lighting.
"This is a very beautiful backdrop!"
"Yes it is! Thanks!"
"So, how are you going to use it?"
"I have no fucking clue."
Lumsdale Falls, here in Derbyshire (just outside of Matlock).
I wanted to capture something slightly different from what I would usually do!
L'unico trucco è quello che metto per non farti capire che mi fai arrossire.
E per l'inganno, nemmeno a parlarne .
P.S. Sei la mia magia riuscita meglio.