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During our stay in Marseille we spent a day in Arles seeing the ampitheatre and walking around the city. It was market day and very busy. These window boxes caught my eye
real shot, no texture !
Oggi porte e finestre, ben 10...
questa è una finestra con zanzariera del museo Réattu ad Arles, un po' ipnotica...
ma di seguito ne trovate altre per tutti i gusti, da quelle romantiche a quelle vecchiotte passando per quelle curiose o quelle tenebrose :)
Explore 7 dicembre 2011
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I did another trip to this location with two of my buddies, this time during the day. It's as much fun shooting here at day time as it is at night. This place has a lot to offer.
The corner of a broken window covered with a plastic tarp. I really like how the light was hitting that lever and the color it created on the tarp.
- no rhyme or reason...
Divorce.. Separation
Separation .. Divorce
Parts are parts, pieces are pieces.
Idly sipping coffee … while resisting the impulse to walk in the rain. But the rain yesterday was hard and cold… so nix a walk in the rain... that would have been stupid. (Trust me I can do “stupid” but honestly I like my stupid straight up and neat… not mixed with the pouring rain.)
Instead I just watched the raindrops falling in torrents. Patterns of concentric circles forming and reforming on the pavement.
My thoughts are all over the place… like the rain.
Watching raindrops.
That’s me today, just watching raindrops. Watching them crash into the glass and explode like my thoughts… no rhyme or reason where they're coming from or where they're going to.
There are moments sometimes when my life feels like being in a kind of free fall. Underpinnings give way to the gravity of reality.
Strangely enough though I don’t feel sad about that... Sometimes in fact I actually feel “exuberant” that feeling of new beginnings.
Besides I think I’ve done my sad already.
Swam in it for years… I've found that "sad" is a kind of darkness, a kind of manic in it’s on right. (A sea of sorrows that I swam from shore to shore.) But on the umpteenth time that I reached the other side I came to accept that “sad” has it’s place. While doing laps in those dark tides I realized that “sad” was a process... a wringing out of the soul... washing away the intangible stains that just “accumulate.”
I wrote a poem or two while swimming in the sea of sad. Really it’s not so bad a place to be every now and then. Strange how we resist it. Perhaps we just resist the inevitability of seeing what’s going to wash out in the rinse.
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More raindrops on the window.
More thoughts all over the place.
Greg
01-12-08
What is more entertaining? Watching a TV or watching a Window. If we could able to stare through the window all day, we may able to know the pure purpose of the existence of life; the desires of life. Why watch a TV when you have a Window?
A rare burst of sun through the cloisters windows at Wells yesterday.
Wells, Somerset.
Nikon D40 & Sigma 10-20mm.
Windows can be closed or opened. It can be also a sight at the soul, a view at a landscape or a stare at the weather. This is why we'd love to see your favorite window from your photostream this #TwitterTuesday. You can take a picture of your window, but you can also select your favorite shot from your archives.
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