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captured during a site visit to our townhouse el mar in portixol, mallorca, this photo tells a quiet story of a rare rainy day on the island. the reflection of the figure on the rain-streaked glass creates a haunting double, while the monochrome tones and overcast sky add a sense of calm and introspection. with the mediterranean sea in the background, the scene blends the modern structure of the building with the natural setting, finding beauty in the rare texture of raindrops on glass—a detail not often seen here. it’s a reflective moment, both literally and figuratively, where the unusual mallorcan rain brings a unique depth to the shot.
MILES DAVIS --- So What
arhitect Tiberiu Niga, 1936
built in 1936, architect Tiberiu Niga
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Ese momento en el que todos hemos vivido o reconocido que lo hemos hecho, ese estado en el que reflexionas y piensas desde el interior siendo verdaderamente sincero contigo mismo…
captured through the café window in berlin mitte, this image reveals a young man immersed in his own thoughts, separated from the bustling world outside. the warm reflections and soft colors of the café atmosphere evoke a sense of calm and introspection, as if he’s momentarily detached from his surroundings. the glass creates a quiet barrier between observer and observed, between outside and inside, while the light gently highlights the contours of his face and hand. this moment of silent reflection tells a small, personal story amidst the big city, as if the world around him has paused for just a second.
That’s me as an author-mid-thought, mid-mug, mid-muddle. Feet up like I’ve conquered something, but really I’m just trying to outstare the desk until it gives up a good idea.
The books are judging me. The decorations are nostalgic but unhelpful. The plant’s thriving, which feels like a personal attack. I’ve got a speaker humming low in the corner, hoping a bassline will shake loose a metaphor. Nothing yet.
This is my ritual: sit, sip, stare. Let the shadows stretch across the wall like half-written sentences. I pretend I’m relaxed, but I’m actually negotiating with silence. I ask it nicely to hand over a spark. Sometimes it does. Sometimes it just watches me squirm.
But here’s the thing-I believe in this moment. The not-yet. The almost. The ache before the idea. Because when inspiration finally arrives, it never knocks. It just slips in quietly, sits beside me, and says, “You ready?”
Detail at Tamala Park Conservation Area. Such a peaceful quiet place of solitude and introspection. One of my favourite places to visit
… change is in the air as I move from one job to another … nothing negative in that, but this, plus Covid in the house (and the income tax deadline approaching) lead to a day of thinking inward and about how things turn and to get things done …
le kodama, miroir de la forêt, de l'arbre... ou échos de nous-mêmes...un autoportrait...
Haritsumeta yumi no
Furueru tsuru yo
Tsuki no hikari ni zawameku
Omae no kokoro
Togisumasareta
Yaiba no utsukushii
Sono kissaki ni yoku nita
Sonata no yokogao
Kanashimi to ikari ni hisomu makoto no kokoro wo
Shiru wa mori no sei-i
Mononoke-tachi dake
Mononoke-tachi dake
Le frémissement de la corde tendue d'un arc
Ton cœur en émoi au clair de lune
Ton beau visage qui se profile dans la lumière
Aussi impitoyable que le fil de l'épée
Ceux qui connaissent ton cœur
Caché sous la peine et la colère
Sont les esprits
Les esprits de la forêt
A moment of introspection on a Dublin street.
Latest blog entry - a visit to the site of a haunted house:
amidst the architectural marvels of valencia's ciudad de las artes y las ciencias, a solitary figure stands, embodying the contrast between human presence and grand design. the sweeping curves and towering structures create a backdrop of futuristic elegance, while the lone woman, cloaked in shadows and light, invites contemplation. her presence adds a touch of humanity to the cold, imposing lines of modernity, emphasizing the scale and beauty of our built environment. this moment, captured in monochrome, reflects the quiet introspection amidst urban grandeur.
Reefnetting allows for much needed introspection and reflection. Yesterday, while not catching fish for eight hours, I had time to ruminate on the beautiful symmetry of this unique pastime. Two boats, two stands, two buoy lines, two head cans, and sometimes too much time between hauls. I wouldn't trade this experience for the world.
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Strobist info: two speedlights (SB-900 and SB-600) with the built-in wide angle panels engaged, facing the model at shoulder height from both sides. The speedlights were triggered by the camera's built-in flash set in CLS commander mode. I blocked light from the built-in flash by using Nikon's SG-31R IR panel.
Monastère Langyi, Aba, province du Sichuan, Chine.
J’ai déjà présenté dans cette galerie plusieurs photos de la cérémonie quotidienne du débat dans les monastères du bouddhisme tibétain. Voici une autre scène de débat toujours prise dans la salle aux murs jaunes du monastère Langyi à Aba dans la province du Sichuan, en Chine.
La cérémonie du débat consiste en de spectaculaires joutes oratoires entre moines. L'un est assis, l'autre en face de lui est debout qui se livre à un ballet gestuel très théâtralisé, recule, avance, martèle ses pas sur le sol, se penche vers son interlocuteur en frappant dans ses mains, cherchant ainsi à captiver son interlocuteur. Un cercle de moines peut se former autour des deux protagonistes pour apprécier la qualité du débat et la pertinence des arguments dans une ambiance souriante et détendue..
Bathed in filtered light, a model in a long black dress stands in quiet reflection within an aging glasshouse, where nature’s slow reclamation meets architectural elegance. The checkerboard floor beneath her anchors a scene of solitude, symmetry, and grace.
We often feel that if we’re not actively accomplishing something, our time is being wasted. But "Sitting on the Dock of the Bay" invites us to reconsider that perspective. Taking time to pause—without deadlines, tasks, or goals—isn't wasted; it's essential.
These moments of stillness, like watching the waves or sitting quietly with a guitar, help us center ourselves, reconnect with who we are, and find clarity amidst the chaos of life. It's in these pauses that we restore balance and regain the strength to keep moving forward.
Sittin' on the Dock of the Bay