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Vós, pois, os que naceches na orela doutros mares,
que vos quentás á llama de vivos lumiares,
e só vivir vos compre baixo un ardente sol,
calá, se n'entendedes encantos destos lares,
cal, n'entendendo os vosos, tamén calamos nos.
Rosalia de Castro
Summer afternoon—summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language. Henry James
~happy summer afternoon fence friday~
Sunrise over Pauoa Bay, Kohala Coast, Hawai'i Island
As I sit and sort through the photos, thoughts, and emotions I brought home from an epic trip to Hawai'i, it is hard to know where to begin with a post. So I have decided to start at the end, with sunrise on the day we flew home.
This was actually the only sunrise that I photographed on this trip. Something that is unusual for me in Hawai'i, as I usually catch at least a few, especially in the first days when I am still adjusting from my home time zone and tend to be awake very early in the morning. However, this time my daughter and I traveled with long-time friends of ours, and with 5 kids in our group, including 3 teenagers, and a swimming pool that was open 24 hours, there were no early bedtimes to offset an early morning. Thus I did more stargazing and less sunrising...a tradeoff for which I have few regrets.
On the morning of our departure however, I had to be up early anyway, so I set my alarm for 5:15am instead of 6am, and headed out with camera in hand as the first light of dawn began to awaken the sea and sky. That awakening was initially a disappointment as the mountains were shrouded in clouds and a rainstorm over the water drenched the horizon in shades of gloomy gray. But I decided to sit and wait, enjoying the quiet before a hectic day of travel, and just before official sunrise time, the first glimmers of light started to break through the clouds. And for the 40 minutes thereafter I was bestowed with a beautiful and enthralling show of light, color, and amazing clouds in every direction, where the main challenge was deciding where to point the camera. (Although I did have to make a hasty retreat from the spot where I was photographing the mountains, when the sprinklers at the edge of the golf course suddenly came on!)
By 6:30am the sun was cresting the 13,803 foot/4207 meter peak of Mauna Kea and as it emerged from her shadow it felt as though someone had flipped a switch from lamplight to floodlights, and another bright Hawaiian summer day was underway. And as I went to wake up grumpy teenagers and prepare for our departure, I offered a silent, and heartfelt, 'thank you' for this farewell gift from the islands.
Human flesh BBQ na seção ENTRE(OUTROS) da +Soma numero 10
Work published on +Soma magazine www.maissoma.com/
Pictures of the outer void
Retratos do vazio exterior
Lisboa, Portugal, 2023
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[PT] Entre ruas, sombras e ficções
Contemplo ruas, pessoas e pedras, entre ficções e esquecimentos, inspirado no poeta, talvez, percebo as sombras dos gestos de outros, a poesia do crepúsculo, um desassossego.
“...todos somos igualmente derivados de não sei quê, sombras de gestos feitos por outrem, efeitos encarnados, consequências que sentem.” (Fernando Pessoa, Livro do Desassossego, v.164)
[ES] Entre calles, sombras y ficciones
Contemplo calles, personas y piedras, entre ficciones y olvidos, inspirado en el poeta, quizás, percibo las sombras de los gestos de otros, la poesía del crepúsculo, una inquietud.
“...todos somos igualmente derivados de no sé qué, sombras de gestos hechos por otra persona, efectos encarnados, consecuencias que sienten.” (Fernando Pessoa, Libro del desasosiego, v.164)
[ENG] Between streets, shadows and fictions
I contemplate streets, people and stones, between fictions and oblivion, inspired by the poet, perhaps, I perceive the shadows of the gestures of others, the poetry of twilight, a restlessness.
“...we are all equally derived from I don't know what, shadows of gestures made by someone else, embodied effects, consequences they feel.” (Fernando Pessoa, Book of Disquiet, v.164)
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