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O moim domu którego ściany z ciepłych niedomyślonych snów
(Eng. Of my house with walls warm as unfinished dreams)
self-portrait
(December 28, 2014)
location: my house, TX
inspired by the poetry by H. Poświatowska
translation by Marek Lugowski
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o moim domu
którego ściany
z ciepłych niedomyślonych snów
napiszę najpiękniejszy wiersz
o włosach dziecka
które nigdy nie wplączą się
w moje ręce kobiety
o ustach -- które posępnym pragnieniem
nie zawisnÄ… ponad niepokojem moich nocy
o miłości -- która rozkwita
w każdym wyszeptanym słowie
w barwie róż
w zapachu ściętej trawy
w pospiesznym spadaniu gwiazd
w gorzkim
unicestwianiu motylich skrzydeł
zgasłych w płomieniu świecy
o miłości --
doskonałej w swoim chmurnym niespełnieniu
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of my house
with walls
warm as unfinished dreams
I will write the most beautiful poem
of a child's hair
never to entangle itself
in my woman's hands
of a mouth -- that will not hang
with grim desire over my night's worry
of love -- blossoming
in each whispered word
in the hue of roses
in the smell of cut grass
in the quickened fall of stars
in the bitter
annihilation of butterfly wings
put out in candle flame
of love --
perfect in its cloudy unfulfillment
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I was tagged by Daniel, Genevieve, Jennifer, Manu & Mez!
Here you go - 16 things about ME!
1. I'm my own worst critic.
2. I've been moonlighting as a freelance photographer for the City of Grand Rapids, Michigan and it is the most rewarding job I've ever had.
3. The term "professional photographer" means very little to me.
4. I finally feel like I belong in Grand Rapids Art Community. I owe a lot of my success to flickr.
5. I have more straight friends than gay friends and I'm cool with that.
6. I have been lied to and cheated on for the last time. Never again.
7. I'm a vegetarian... hold back the gay guy not eating meat comment!
8. I ran my first marathon in 2007... 26.2 bitches!
9. The first time I met Tori Amos I fainted... she hugged me and told me everything would be fine. Gay right?
10. I like wearing glasses.
11. I just purchased a home and while being a stressful time for me I would not take it back. I love my house and it feels like home.
12. I have a better relationship with my step-dad than I do with my father.
13. I believe there is a difference between taking a picture and taking a photograph.
14. I've never had sexual relations with a woman.
15. My favorite Transformer is Bumblebee.
16. 2009 has already been 100 times better than my entire 2008.
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"16 Things... Group"
This photo can be interpreted as a way to call to task the environmental crisis we find ourselves in today. The darkness surrounding Mother Nature as she attempts to continue to reproduce her beautiful tree and foliage.
Photo captured via HDR method of photography along the coast in Crescent City. Del Norte County. Late January 2013.
I was attempting to take pictures of my cats. I then decided to try and take a picture of one of their eyes. Later, I noticed my reflection in my cat's eye.
You know the moment you have a new camera and you need to snap something but no-one is around so you snap yourself? Well, so do I.
Selbstreflexion Selbstreflektion Leere Vitrine. Part of the set: "Viennese Museums before my very eyes".
DMC-G2 - P1280625 12.2.2012
Macromondays: Theme is Coloured Glass
This is part of a coloured glass paperweight. I liked how the paperweight reflected itself in each bubble... it also reflected my home made light tent tho :-(
Posting early this week, tired, need bed and can't be sure will get on tomorrow. Will add my comments on all your shots tomorrow night!
Every Grain of Sand
In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need
When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed
There's a dyin' voice within me reaching out somewhere,
Toiling in the danger and in the morals of despair.
Don't have the inclination to look back on any mistake,
Like Cain, I now behold this chain of events that I must break.
In the fury of the moment I can see the Master's hand
In every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand.
Oh, the flowers of indulgence and the weeds of yesteryear,
Like criminals, they have choked the breath of conscience and good cheer.
The sun beat down upon the steps of time to light the way
To ease the pain of idleness and the memory of decay.
I gaze into the doorway of temptation's angry flame
And every time I pass that way I always hear my name.
Then onward in my journey I come to understand
That every hair is numbered like every grain of sand.
I have gone from rags to riches in the sorrow of the night
In the violence of a summer's dream, in the chill of a wintry light,
In the bitter dance of loneliness fading into space,
In the broken mirror of innocence on each forgotten face.
I hear the ancient footsteps like the motion of the sea
Sometimes I turn, there's someone there, other times it's only me.
I am hanging in the balance of the reality of man
Like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand.
- Bob Dylan
On the big red wall surrounding the light rail construction site, at Broadway and John Street in Seattle's Capitol Hill neighborhood.
The green birdhouses are part of an art installation by SuttonBeresCuller.
I celebrate myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
From Song of Myself By Walt Whitman
Here's a self reflective product shot for you :-) This is the Samsung EX1 used to take the previous few posts, a great little 'enthusiast compact'. Taken with my trusty Pentax K20D DSLR
* Pentax K20D and Samsung D-Xenon 50-200mm Lens