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The story here opens at a place and time that may evoke the crucial color. A morning scene like this would be a ticket to a variety of eye pleasing elements when we are meant to focus on the sensory wonderment or even for the perfect shape of heart on a romantic connection.
As a beautiful, yet with some enigmatic metaphor this is the image of a blue hour – a time before sunrise when the whole world has this blueish color to it. At the dawn of a new day when everyone is embracing the possibilities it may bring.
The scene becomes something of a tranquil state not just retrieval of childhood memories that fuses an air of melancholy at the same time, but also for the kind of optimism towards the future it represents.
That’s why It is said that Images are beautifully muted cinematography and in various ways they are striking and memorable.
Gorgeous light down the Camel Trail this morning. A friend of mines description of this image "quite a metaphor of life can be derived from it by looking at it. An elderly couple walking together into the light at the end of the tunnel "
The last of this dark mini-series that's using the falling dark of evening as a metaphor for the breaking up of a singularity of a world view that no longer serves. This small sequence also sought to positively give voice to the quantum world view as being of the "night" or the non-linearity - where the world of dreams for example, not following waking linearity, suggests a simultaneous multi-dimensionality.
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Music Link: "El Greco - Movement 6", Vangelis. From his album "El Greco".
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Cherry blossoms in Stockholm.
Stockholm is quite known for it’s cherry blossoms that show up, generally, in the end of April or begining of May.
The cherry blossoms are Japanese and are also known as Sakura. The flower has a major part in culture, art and history, having a lot of different meanings. One of them, because they bloom briefly (just for two weeks), they are seen as a metaphor for the instant beauty of living, the fact that life goes fast and that beauty is not forever.
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its my personal opinion that comic book heroes and professional sports are only the unspoken but socially sanctioned bastions of latent homoerotic idolatry.
Another abandoned house was demolished recently. Not just any house, but one I had formed an attachment to several years ago. A charming 19th century Italinate style residence that must have once been someone's pride and joy. Even after abandonment the house emanated a sense of stoic dignity. You often see that in classic architecture. Neglect and disrepair may degrade the aesthetic, but cannot denigrate the lines and geometry that define the structure. Such was the case here. I visited the place several times over the years. However I was never able to capture it any better than I did on my first encounter on an autumn day in 2013. It was rainy and the house was shrouded in a cloak of vibrant fall color punctuated with splashes of green. At quick glance it still appeared safe and inviting although in reality it was already failing. I felt a oneness with the house now that I was standing here in front of it rather than merely driving by. That connection always happens when I stop. If I'm lucky it's imbued in my photos. That day I was lucky.
Eight years later and I find myself approaching the house location on the adjacent state highway. Instantly something feels off. The sightline is different. I can see a church in the background that the house should be blocking. Then the shocking realization that the house is not blocking the church because the house no longer exists. All that remains is a sea of mud and debris, where once existed someone's home. The only visible trace of the structure are the concrete steps that led up to the front porch. I pulled over and walked about the site trying to comprehend the emptiness. The driveway that once led to a cozy backyard was still there. But there was no coziness here now. Amid the debris I noticed one of those curly, decorative brackets that adorned the eaves of the house. It was broken and laying ignominiously in the mud at my feet. I flashed back to that rainy autumn day and the feelings I had that day. Almost blindly I lifted my camera and began shooting the hell scape that now lay before me. Instinct carries me through times like this; I feel compelled to document the final outcome. But it's as joyless as shooting a funeral.
Later I came upon some long lost photos from the 2013 session. Outtakes mostly, but one that caught my eye was taken from an angle that closely mirrored one I took of the demolition site. What you're seeing here is a composite of the two, with the BW defining the new from the old. The still-remaining porch steps now lead up to a ghost house from the past. In a way, combining the two photos was more of an emotional experience than a technical feat. It's not just eight years of the house that have passed, but eight yers of my life. And I've reached a point in that life where each week is precious. The 2013 me had no way foresee the utter devastation in store for this house. Or the many twists and turns in my own life since then. Or Covid. Or so many things. The next eight years will pass even faster than the last. There will be many more twists and turns. I try not to think about that.
La métaphore met l'accent sur les similitudes entre deux choses différentes, et le symbolisme est une technique ancienne par laquelle l'imagerie est utilisée pour représenter une idée. En utilisant ces outils, nous sommes en mesure d'aller au-delà de ce qui est immédiatement visible et de communiquer notre concept via des niveaux de signification.
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Metaphor emphasizes similarities between two different things, and symbolism is an ancient technique by which imagery is used to represent an idea. By using these tools, we are enabled to go beyond what is immediately seen and communicate our concept via layers of meaning.
Crédit : © Leigh Schneider
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