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I'll probably lose sleep wondering if I should have picked Jem for this shoot instead of Jerrica, but what's done is done.
Borderline
Last week I spotted a shot on one of those rare occasions when we had a sunrise as I was heading to work. So yesterday we had one hell of a sunrise and I just had to stop. Just off the M6 at the border at Gretna I stopped on the fly over to get this shot. I was hoping for a bit more traffic to get more light trails but to be honest I am quite happy with this one.
Sony A7r + Sony FE35mm f2.8
© Brian Kerr Photography 2014
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A footbridge over the River Dove going from Derbyshire into Staffordshire, near Hartington, Derbyshire
Took this on the way to shoppers....
Lol warm day in short sleeves :p
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This is a view from International Paper's Spectulator tree farm toward the Siamese Ponds Wilderness area. As I drove my jeep for 10 miles looking at clearcut forestry practice I was second guessing If a backpacking trip would be worthwile,But once I crossed the Borderline into wilderness the sounds of singing birds and the scent of deep woods of Balsam I knew I was in a place I wanted to be.
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“Building the psychic vessel of containment, which is another way of speaking of soul-making, seems to require bleeding and leaking as its precondition. Why else go through that work unless we are driven by the despair of our unstoppered condition? The shift from anima-mess to anima-vessel shows in various ways: as a shift from weakness and suffering to humility and sensitivity; from bitterness and complaint to a taste for salt and blood; from focus upon the emotional pain of a wound – its causes, parameters, cures – to its imaginal depths; from displacement of the womb onto women and ‘femininity’ to its locus in one’s own bodily rhythm.” J.Hillmaan
Sunset at Ngoc Con Valley near the sleepy border town of Po Peo on the Vietnam-China border. Beyond the town is Chinese territory. Many ethnic minority groups live on both sides of the border and have been freely crossing the mountains for centuries visiting friends and relatives on the other side. While there I saw informal border crossings with just a single guard manning a barrier arm meant for locals to cross back and forth through a mountain pass.
in bilico tra il bianco e il nero, tra il bene e il male , instabile così tanto da poter superare questo confine con un passo....
Dedicato a N.H.