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Ella volvía.
ella volvía de su estéril landa,
bajaba las piedras antes de que aquella intensidad
se convirtiera en sangre;
y todo aquel amor se convertía en sangre
bajaba por sus muslos (el camino que lleva al centro
es un camino difícil) es el reto del paso
de lo profundo a lo sagrado
de lo efímero a lo eterno,
porque esa intensidad se convertía en sangre
por su necesidad de ser libada en febrero
justo antes de la primavera
-de color apergaminado también sus muslos,
lo que llamaba a olvidar cualquier cosa
para ser un cuerpo también, un camino.
que uno atraviesa con las flores del vestido
convertidas en piedras
porque nada puede durar -ella lo sabía-
si no está dotado por un sacrificio.
la tierra está recientemente sembrada
(era la tierra de sus ancestros)
es el rito que se ejecuta cuando se construye un día
el deseo primordial de representarlo,
como si ese fuego y esas piedras
repitieran ademanes antiguos
y ella pagara con su flujo sobre la tierra estéril
para ser fecundada.
Reina María Rodríguez.
Because it sounds so much better than "pond scum". From a series of photos of what I call Primordial Soup, all of them shot around the San Francisco Bay Area in tide pools, ponds, wetlands, and maybe even one or two from fountains.
Because it sounds so much better than pond scum. Alviso, California. From my Primordial Soup collection.
Because it sounds so much better than pond scum. Shooting the wetlands around the bay, I often find these shots of different types and colors of algae. Alviso, California.
From my Primordial Soup collection.
Shot just after the sun went down and before the valley turned dark. The steam was churning off of El Capitan all day long and was still going as fog started rising from the valley floor. The air seemed thick and full of movement. The day was over.
A long exposure looking out on the Irish Sea. There was very little colour in the scene to start with. I took this on my first day out after self-isolating with Covid.
Because it sounds so much better than pond scum. Alviso, California.
From my Primordial Soup collection.
Because it sounds so much better than "pond scum". From a series of photos of what I call Primordial Soup, all of them shot around the San Francisco Bay Area in tide pools, ponds, wetlands, and maybe even one or two from fountains.
Alviso, California.
These bacteria mats were pretty amazing to me. Primordial looking. This was taken at the Midway Geyser Basin with my camera resting on the boardwalk. These are bacterial mats that extend everywhere, surviving on the heat of the springs. So cool to see. I remain amazed at Yellowstone!
Blue Primordial - Mt Airy, Philadelphia, PA - USA (Sony a7 Mark II - Voigtlander 110mm F2.5 APO Macro + Atomos Shinobi External Monitor)
Because it sounds so much better than "pond scum". I love wandering the local wetlands getting shots of the stuff growing on and in the water. From my Primordial Soup collection.
We had yet another nice inversion a few days ago. I set my alarm for before work and drove around trying to find some suitable compositions. I ended up in a small forest which really nice. Still summer lush greens in late summer.⠀
Because it sounds so much better than "pond scum". I love wandering the local wetlands getting shots of the stuff growing on and in the water. From my Primordial Soup collection.
Because it sounds so much better than pond scum. Shooting the wetlands around the bay, I often find these shots of different types and colors of algae. From my Primordial Soup collection.
Early Sunday morning at Milford Sound.
I used a whole range of new stuff I've learned over the last few weeks including exposing for the tonal range of my image sensor with an amazing Sekonic L-758D meter, mirror lockup etc., and some Lightroom CC tricks.
Hope you like it.
Because it sounds so much better than "pond scum". From a series of photos of what I call Primordial Soup, all of them shot around the San Francisco Bay Area in tide pools, ponds, wetlands, and maybe even one or two from fountains.
Because it sounds so much better than pond scum. Shooting the wetlands around the bay, I often find these shots of different types and colors of algae. From my Primordial Soup collection.
Alviso, California.
This optical manipulation was captured by placing a mirror on its edge into the tide under the setting sunlight, parallel with the horizon; I tilted the mirror towards the surf to negate the view of the ocean and leaned over the top for the photograph, which was taken shortly before the water touched the glass.
With this angle of the reflection, there is an illusion of a sky when in fact, it is merely the oncoming surf and the abysmal landscape just a crack in the sands of Zuma Beach, CA.
The moon startled me momentarily last evening as it always does when I first spot it rising. Not sure why that is. Even when I'm expecting to see it I have a sudden wave of anxiousness. It passes immediately but it's there nonetheless. After that I'm more in awe of it than anything else, especially in those moments when it hangs low in the sky, caught up in the trees as I like to think of it. That's when the optical illusion of size is full apparent. It just looks enormous compared to the much smaller appearance it takes on as it rises high into the sky. Of course it's exactly the same size the entire time, but appearance, and more importantly, feeling, is everything for me. And watching the moonrise over a desolate cornfield and beneath the branches of an old tree made me feel utterly complete.
Because it sounds so much better than pond scum.
Alviso, California.
From my Primordial Soup collection.
Deep in the heart of the Pacific Temperate Rainforest, the largest temperate rainforest on the planet.
Because it sounds so much better than pond scum. Shooting the wetlands around the bay, I often find these shots of different types and colors of algae.
From my Primordial Soup collection.