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Images of the Week of Perception Group (29 june 2009)
Subject: " How much the artist's unique point-of-view is more important than the subject itself " ... thank you very much!
brother shot of poetry ... n.1
This is the Paeonia lactiflora, also Chinese Peony, the bloom has a flower-like circle of stamens and unique carpels & stigmas, its very own little surprise tucked inside its petals.
I love the translucent petals, yet when they are in bud, it looks like they are waxy and 'hard', not at all silky, which they are.
The Peony is indigenous to China, but was imported to Japan so early it is difficult to be certain when the transplantation occurred.
It is a perennial plant with single flowers of white, red or pink which are born in late spring.
The peony was originally introduced as medicine.
In fact, its ancient Japanese name 'Ebisugusuri' literally means ‘medicine from China’.
However, due to its beautiful and now mostly double blooms, in time, many decorative varieties were developed.
In Japanese society, it was seen both as a medicine and a source of beauty.
Wishing you well and stay safe.
Have a wonderful day, filled with love and beauty, M, (*_*)
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In the beauty, among the trees
Face caressed by the summer breeze
Hear the birds sing in the skies
See the clouds, float past your eyes
Walk between the spreading trees
Feel the lovely summer breeze
That falls upon your waiting face
As past you, beauty it does race
Explored October 11th 2008
As the sun was shining brightly one day, while walking in a small village 30 miles out of Zagreb,I had to capture the moment of this magnificent and poetic view before me.
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Thanks for all your support on my work in Photography. Lol: Gaston (aka Gasssman).
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A view towards the ridge of Košuta, from Palec (2026m), Karavanke, Slovenia, Europe.
N46.4434, E14.2192
Thanks for looking... :)
explored 4.2.2016, highest position 5
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The flower is the poetry of reproduction. It is an example of the eternal seductiveness of life.
Jean Giraudoux
Galleria Floral Experience
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Galleria 69th Street & France Ave Edina, MN 55435 USA
is as necessary to great architecture as foliage is to the tree, blossoms to the plant or flesh to the body.
Frank Lloyd Wright
Sometimes it is best to simply wait and see what happens.
Have a beautiful Friday and a wonderful weekend.
Up to the Neck
I sat long enough in fire.
Now I am up to my neck
in the union of water.
You say, Up to the neck
is not enough.
Make your head your foot
and descend into love.
There is no up-to-the neck union.
I say, But for the sake of your garden
I sat up to my neck in blood.
You say, Yes, you escaped
the alluring world, but not yourself.
You are the magician
caught in his own trickery
Cut the breath of self and be silent.
Language cannot come from your throat
as you choke and go under.
~Rumi
“I set out to find my peace in the skies and the tulips,in the howling of the winds, in the rain under the shed and it was right there residing within me.”
― Suyasha Subedi
and i just realized
... my life is just a word in a poetry
"there’s something sad’ning,
In these dreamy moods of yours,
Since the present proves so fleeting,
All the past for you endures.
Weeping at forgotten sorrows,
Smiling at forgotten jokes;
Life epitomized in minutes...."
(part of paul l. dunbar's poem)
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model: me
shot by: rama [..thx bro..]
retouch by: me
Poems from Applecross. printed on Japanese hand made paper. Showing today at the Tetley in Leeds...artist book fair open 10-5. Come and say 'hello'
I think this is a violet, and definitely a wildflower I discovered on a walk.. Some contend the color known as violet doesn't really exist. Call it what you want, I like the color.
There is poetry that strings through mankind and nature. It is only sensed by those that choose to take the time to seek it out. Nature’s verse is a multivariate complexity best consumed through respectful devotion and mindful observation. Photography is simply my means for bringing that poetry home to share.
ODC-Poetry
O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree
How lovely are thy branches!
O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree
How lovely are thy branches!
Your boughs so green in summertime,
Stay bravely green in wintertime.
O tannenbaum, O Christmas Tree
How lovely are thy branches!
Let us all remember in our gift giving and merriment
With our family and friends and loved ones
The real and true meaning of Christmas.
The birth of our Lord and Saviour, Jesus Christ.
O tannenbaum, o tannenbaum
How lovely are they branches!
O tannenbaum, o tannenbaum
How lovely are, how lovely are thy branches.
The pillars all please faithfully
Our trust in God unchangedly,
O tannenbaum, o tannenbaum,
How lovely are thy branches.
On Comet, on Cupid, on Donder and Blitzen!
The Poetry of Silence and Slow Movement
Die Poesie von Stille und Entschleunigung
°=° Results of last evening walks in my Hometown and somewhere else.
#explore 3 marzo 2017
La logica vi porterà da A a B.
L’immaginazione vi porterà dappertutto
(Albert Einstein)
One cup of your Love
Endless like the Universe.
My Eternal Love for you.
Haiku by Viktor, for his beloved.
Inspired by Chineses novells.
"Poetry and progress are like two ambitious men who hate one another with an instinctive hatred, and when they meet upon the same road, one of them has to give place.”
~ Charles Baudelaire
[Titolo: Poesia]
La stessa mattina della foto "A new day has come" solo che questa volta ho ritagliato un pò l'immagine per creare un primo piano.
(Anche qui potete vedere il pezzo di pane) :-)
The same morning as the photo "A new day has come" only this time I cut a bit the picture to create a close-up.
(Also here you can see the piece of bread) :-)
Explore 28.05.2017
Commercial Drive in Vancouver. Was looking for something on my Instagram and found this. I put a colour shot of her on Flickr originally in 2018, but it's a different type of photo. I really like this black and white shot, though. Kind of like some old school street photography, but today. We traded. I got a poem for a photo. She is Courtney.
Bill, I’ll put your name on the bill
As you sip our poetry swill
We balance our books on the sill
For a photo, we’ll stay still.
Sit and listen if you will,
Friend, Bill, are you in a rush
So sacred to stop and spill
Our hearts in word or shutter push
Colleen Corduory
The Poetry of Silence and Slow Movement
Die Poesie von Stille und Entschleunigung
[urban poetry 2016, Cologne]
I’ll just let the title speak for this little guy …
Poetry in Motion – Johnny Tillotson
Happy weekend and especially a Happy Easter to y’all!