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... I can buy myself flowers
Write my name in the sand
Talk to myself for hours
Say things you don't understand
I can take myself dancing
And I can hold my own hand
Yeah, I can love me better than you can"
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“Trees are poems that the earth writes upon the sky." (Kahlil Gibran)
A stunning Common Ash (Fraxinus excelsior) silhouette against evening sky after sunset. The Ash tree shook of foliage now revealing its naked beauty. Cotswold Way, Lansdown Hill, near Bath. BANES, England, UK.
Wikipedia writes about them, they are dirt-coloured. That's a rather mean thing to say or write. I'd say the Rhyparochromus vulgaris has hearts on every elytron.
...that every day is the best day in the year.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
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ME:
Moesje...it's the middle of the night and you're not in bed yet.
MOESJE:
I'm writing a Christmas card for my friend Cornelia.
The card can be sent as soon as possible so that it arrives in Australia on time.
ME:
But Moesje.....it's Sunday today and that's when the post office is closed.
MOESJE: (disappointed)
But....but..then Cornelia won't get my Christmas card in time!
ME:
Don't worry dear Moesje.
The card will go by airmail and it will reach Cornelia on time.
MOESJE:
Are you sure Marian?
ME:
Yes...and now quickly to bed
Sweet dreams darling
MOESJE:
Goodnight Mummy Marian (gives a bear kiss to Marian)
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Scrivimi
quando il vento avrà spogliato gli alberi
gli altri sono andati al cinema
ma tu vuoi restare sola
poca voglia di parlare allora
Scrivimi
servirà a sentirti meno fragile
quando nella gente troverai
solamente indifferenza
non ti dimenticare mai di me..
E se non avrai da dire niente di particolare
non ti devi preoccupare
io saprò capire
a me basta di sapere
che mi pensi anche un minuto..
perché io so accontentarmi anche di un semplice saluto
ci vuole poco..
per sentirsi più vicini
Scrivimi
quando il cielo sembrerà più limpido
le giornate ormai si allungano
ma tu non aspettar la sera
se hai voglia di cantare
Scrivimi
anche quando penserai che ti sei innamorata
Tu non ti dimenticare mai di me
e se non sai come dire
se non trovi le parole
non ti devi preoccupare
io saprò capire
a me basta di sapere
che mi pensi anche un minuto
perché io so accontentarmi anche di un semplice saluto
ci vuole poco
per sentirsi più vicini
Scrivimi
anche quando penserai.. che ti sei innamorata
..Tu scrivimi
"the pic has been taken years ago by Ebru Melson. I simply loved this pic of my best friend and I worked it in Gimp for a little dedic to her ;)"
I write this with a heavy heart. The last couple of years have found me with a progressively debilitating spinal column and joint problems. If it were just me, I would never ask, but I have 2 young daughters that look to me for support, so I have to swallow my pride...
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Flor de fruta - Sept 9 2020-2 - TS2 LR
I was asked to write a few words about the story behind this photograph.
The thing is, this may be the most Un-Tel Aviv café in Tel Aviv, even though it sits right on Rothschild Boulevard. Coffee is served exclusively in paper cups: in Tel Aviv, if you’re staying at a table, it normally comes in a proper cup. The café is also open on Saturdays, making it one of the very few boulevard cafés that is.
On the utility box behind the café are portraits of two dogs who are also decidedly NOT from Tel Aviv. Tel Aviv dogs don’t wear tuxedos and bow ties. More importantly, they walk up to strangers on their own and ask to be petted. These two, however, have a certain look in their eyes… Let’s just say they’re not looking up to anyone.
And the strangest thing was that no one who ever sat beneath their portraits matched them: not in hair colour, not in expression.
Until one day…
See for yourself.
To write a letter - once a vibrating pain in the tissues was enough and a stock of words no greater than an animal's scream.
Nowadays, one needs an outline and an argument, and comparative explorations into the depth of dictionaries.
There are surgical interventions around words, there are word-hybrids, half-words, quarter-words, and there is an ambiguity of letters swollen with wisdom.
And my thirst - a fledgling nightingale is silenced by all these scores and instruments. And when you ask me for meaning, I feel how the branch that supports the frail nest snaps under the crushing load of a grand piano.
By HP (again...)
"If I wanted to know who you were hanging with
While I was gone I would've asked you
It's the kind of cold, fogs up windshield glass
But I felt it when I passed you
There's an ache in you put there by the ache in me
But if it's all the same to you
It's the same to me... Tis the damn season"
~ T. Swift ~
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I'm not sure about this photo whether I should really write something about it or just leave it that way? Everyone can make their own thoughts about it and what they feel. Only this: This image means a lot to me, it was a long time ago - back in the days of analog times with my old Canon F1 - and it is an important part of me and my whole life.
Life goes on and this picture helps me a lot to do this now, because children give me everything and they are the hope for tomorrow. They are full of joie de vivre, real and authentic. The time with them was the best of my life, but also the most intense.
Don't limit your child to what you've learned because they were born in a different time.
(From Hebrew.)
Three things have remained from Paradise: The stars of the night, the flowers of the day and the eyes of children.
(Dante Alighieri)
There are so many wonderful memories attached to this picture. I have a tear in my eyes...
Ludovico Einaudi - Una Mattina
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“Write on the sand when the tide is low,
Seek it again when the waters flow;
Whisper a word when the wind is heard,
And wait until echo repeat the word.”
~ Pollie Morris ~
June 27th, 1874
Two of my photos combined. One of a verse from a treasured book the other a shot off the telly - Raymond Blanc's herb garden!
Flickr Friday,
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Dream awake
Slumber stumbling
Blue haze
A blurry, buried under tow
Words spilling
Roll and tumble
sucking water
visions in golden light
rises in redemption
Baptized
Dream
@2022, Cindy Nybakken
Venice, Italy
I was going to write about imagery, Flickr and social media on my follow-up to yesterday's posting but I had such a good response from Explore that I thought I would save those thoughts for another day and continue with the morning shoot at the Accademia bridge. The bridge was packed all along its length with photographers waiting for that golden hour and sunrise which incidentally was scheduled for 6:46am according to my Ephemeris timetable.
My first snap was taken at 5:50am and I wondered how many I would personally take during this shoot as the sound of camera shutters constantly clicked around me. The guy next to me on my right (had squeezed in between me and the first photographer to arrive at the bridge - the cheek of it!) had some serious kit - Nikon D810 with power pack, a bigger, better lens (lens envy creeping in there) and a camera frame that allowed him to swap between landscape and portrait orientation simply by sliding this frame into a base plate on his tripod without any adjustment - neat, but I digress from the story.
As with all of my morning adventures on this holiday, the sunrise didn't materialise yet again and refused to show itself from behind the left side buildings. The official sunrise time came and went and so did most of the photographers on the bridge including the American party who were clearly on a mission to capture Venice in a day!
I decided to stick around, mainly because I hadn't thought beyond this shoot and breakfast wasn't until 8am and besides I didn't want to go back and wake Mrs R up for a third time (three strikes and you're out is a general rule in our household). The photographer next to me was still setup and taking shots on an almost time-lapse basis. I thought.. if he still thinks something might materialise I might as well stick around also. I broke the silence and asked him if he was a professional in order to strike up a conversation. It transpired he was also an American on holiday and was kind of a "semi-pro" as he still worked for a living but had a secondary income via Getty Images.
Suddenly, he broke off in mid-sentence and started shooting at a more feverish rate... I looked to see what had caught his eye. We had both watched the blue hour come and go leaving a rather pale orange featureless sky as the backdrop to our Grand Canal and Salute scene. But now the sun was just ever so sneakily peaking around the buildings and illuminating buildings along the canal. I too started clicking away as the light and illumination ventured up the canal towards us. Traffic was now freely meandering about the canal and randomly reflecting the light on their painted and lacquered hulls. Half a dozen frames later and the early morning light was gone. Clearly my fellow photographer felt the scene had played to its conclusion for he quickly packed up and left me all alone as the sole photographer on the bridge.
The whole morning experience had lasted 1 hr 26mins and I had only taken 34 images over that time frame. I suspect there are several thousand images on hard drives around the world from the 30+ photographers that jostled for position on that bridge, but only two of us captured this delayed after glow. I took a couple of extra frames and I too departed...
I was home early yesterday and decided to sit down and write out my Christmas cards - more words! Although I love the written word; when it comes to me actually physically writing I am atrocious at it. Friends and family always have difficulty deciphering my dreadful handwriting and these days with e-mail and smart phones there is rarely the need to use a pen so it has become even more appalling. Kaiser could see I was struggling and decided to lend a hand.
Happy Furry Friday everyone.
The weather will be kind to us this weekend so we may get out and about.
Wishing you all a happy and dry weekend
London inspires many to write compelling thoughts and anecdotes just as the grand city on the Thames inspires me to photograph her night after night. Some words are one-off's while others are part of timeless pieces of literature. I've combined famous London quotes with my own night images of London for the ultimate list of London quotes. Feel free to add your suggestions in the comment section below.
London is the epitome of our times, and the Rome of today.
- Ralph Waldo Emerson, Conduct of Life
When a man is tired of London, he is tired of life; for there is in London all that life can afford.
-Samuel Johnson
Go where we may rest where we will, Eternal London haunts us still.
- Thomas Moore, "Rhymes on the Road", The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore
Take a perfect day, add six hours of rain and fog, and you have instant London.
- Anonymous
London's like a black-browed brute that gets an unholy influence over you.
- Robert Smythe Hichens, The Woman with the Fan
London is the clearing-house of the world.
- Joseph Chamberlain, speech at Guildhall, London, Jan. 19, 1904
Maybe it's because I'm a Londoner that I love London so.
There's nowhere else like London, nothing at all. Anywhere.
I think London is sexy because it's so full of eccentrics.
It is the folly of too many to mistake the echo of a London coffee house for the voice of a kingdom.
A broken heart is a very pleasant complaint for a man in London if he has a comfortable income.
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The EXQUISITE CORPSE VIDEO PROJECT volume 1
LONDON PREMIERE
Thursday 11th March 2010
7pm - 9.30pm
16mm Deli Café & Screening Room
19 D’Arblay St reet –Soho
London W1F 8ED
braziliality@gmail.com
The project will be screened on a loop in the Private View evening.
A limited edition project catalogue will be available for sale and to order.
The catalogue includes artists’ profiles and an essay by the Brazilian journalist, art critic and curator Juliana Monachesi.
The exhibition will run until 14th April at 16mm Café will also include still photographs taken from the videos.
Curated by Alicia Bastos & Alicia Felberbaum.
Exquisite Corpse volume 2 will be exhibit later 2010.
“Working with art videos can be very isolating.
I was feeling the need to exchange ideas with other
artists with similar interests. I’m also very curious
about other cultures and I believe that the mix of all
these people with different backgrounds is what
makes the project so rich. “
Kika Nicolela (project coordinator)
ECVP v1 is an international video collaboration project where 37 artists, including myself, from 16 countries around the world have created 9 videos in a total running time of 82 minutes.
The film has been created by group of individual and successful artists, many of who have not met previously, responding to an invitation by Kika Nicolela, an
award-winning filmmaker from Sao Paulo, Brazil. Nicolela facilitated the project through the international social networking site for artists, curators and art critics on
Art review.com following discussions at Video Artists Forum.
The project was inspired by the classic Surrealists' drawing method of the same name, Cadavre Exquis, in which a paper is folded so that each contributor sees only a small portion of the preceding artist's work. The ECVP participants created minute-long video art segments in response to the final ten seconds of the previous filmmaker's work. Each participant was then asked to incorporate these seconds into their piece, creating transitions as they pleased, until everyone's vision was threaded together into a final "corpse". In this global experiment, artists have created and enriched the final production with their unique personal style and input, following each others prompt as a source of inspiration.
While working in collaboration, the ECVP group is in search for new modes of expression in the development of video art, building a new concept through utilizing the characteristics of participatory platforms and new communication technology. ECVP Volume 1 has been screened in festivals and galleries throughout the world,
including Brazil, Sweden, Germany, Greece, South Africa, Canada, Mexico, and the US.
For more information, visit:
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Interview with ECVP members @ MOMENTemagazine.com
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"And so I write this for you, my Sarah. With the hope that one day, when you're old enough, this story that lives with me, will live with you as well. When a story is told, it is not forgotten. It becomes something else: a memory of who we were, the hope of what we can become."
… from the movie “Sarah's Key".
"A volte le storie che non riusciamo a raccontare sono proprio le nostre, ma se una storia non viene raccontata diventa qualcos'altro, una storia dimenticata. Quando una storia viene raccontata, non può essere dimenticata, diventa qualcos'altro. Il ricordo di chi eravamo, la speranza di ciò che possiamo diventare."
… dal film “La chiave di Sara”
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This is a photographic account of my recent week-long vacation on the island of Favignana, spent at the end of July this year (2026). Specifying the year is a must, as I often post reports from past years.
Favignana is the largest of the Egadi islands, followed by Levanzo (the smallest) and Marettimo, as well as several smaller islets. On this trip, I returned with my wife, years after our honeymoon: we only stayed for one day, and I had with me a compact film camera purchased especially for the occasion on Via Etnea in Catania.
Seen from above, some have poetically glimpsed Favignana as the shape of a butterfly with open wings. The landscape is characterized by gentle hills—with the highest point at Monte Santa Caterina—and several flat areas. The coastline is very rugged, full of inlets, sea caves, hidden coves, and others that are easily accessible; I've visited practically all of the latter. Among the many, I particularly remember Cala Rossa, Cala Azzurra, Bue Marino, Cala Grande, Lido Burrone, and Cala San Nicola. The local road system is dominated by bicycles (traditional and electric), motorcycles, and mopeds, while cars are rare, partly due to an ordinance prohibiting tourist landings except under special conditions.
The history of Favignana is inextricably linked to the Florio family and its imposing tuna fishery, a combination that radically transformed the island between the late 19th and 20th centuries, making it the beating heart of the Mediterranean economy and fishing. The Florios became the symbol of the Sicilian Belle Époque and the southern industrial bourgeoisie when, in 1874, Ignazio Florio Senior purchased the islands of Favignana and Formica. The family didn't limit itself to traditional fishing, but also industrialized the entire process: inaugurated in 1891, the enormous tuna canning plant became one of the largest and most advanced in Europe.
The Florios introduced a revolutionary idea for the time: cooking the tuna and storing it in oil in tins, rather than preserving it in salt, thus allowing the product to be marketed on an industrial scale. The family's influence on the island was widespread. The company employed hundreds of locals and, within the complex, built warehouses, boathouses, workshops, and even a nursery for the workers' children.
The business subsequently gradually declined until it finally closed in the 1970s. After decades of abandonment, the former plant is now an extraordinary museum. Visiting it—which I did with great interest—means stepping back in time among enormous cooking cauldrons, old slaughter boats, and an archaeological site that also houses the bronze rams from the Battle of the Egadi Islands (241 BC). This decisive naval battle, fought and won by the Romans in the waters of the archipelago, marked the end of the First Punic War, destroying the naval power of Carthage, forcing it to surrender and cede control of Sicily to Rome.
I created this photographic story in two parts: the first with color photographs, the second in black and white.
(second part - black and white)
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Questo è un racconto fotografico della mia recentissima settimana di vacanze nell’isola di Favignana, trascorsa a fine luglio di quest'anno (2026). Specificare l'anno è per me d'obbligo, poiché mi capita spesso di postare reportage realizzati negli anni passati.
Favignana è la maggiore delle isole Egadi, seguita da Levanzo (la più piccola) e da Marettimo, oltre a diversi isolotti minori. In questo viaggio sono tornato con mia moglie, a distanza di anni dal nostro viaggio di nozze: allora ci fermammo solo per una giornata, e io avevo con me una compatta a pellicola acquistata appositamente per l'occasione in via Etnea, a Catania.
Vista dall'alto, qualcuno ha poeticamente intravisto in Favignana la forma di una farfalla con le ali aperte. Il paesaggio è caratterizzato da dolci rilievi collinari — con il punto più alto nel Monte Santa Caterina — e da diverse aree pianeggianti. La costa è molto frastagliata, ricca di insenature, grotte marine, calette nascoste e altre facilmente accessibili; queste ultime le ho visitate praticamente tutte. Tra le tante, ricordo in particolare Cala Rossa, Cala Azzurra, Bue Marino, Cala Grande, Lido Burrone e Cala San Nicola. La viabilità locale è dominata dalla presenza di biciclette (tradizionali ed elettriche), moto e motorini, mentre le automobili circolano in numero ridotto, anche a causa di un'ordinanza che ne vieta lo sbarco turistico se non in particolari condizioni.
La storia di Favignana è indissolubilmente legata alla famiglia Florio e alla sua imponente tonnara, un binomio che ha trasformato radicalmente l'isola tra la fine dell'Ottocento e il Novecento, facendone il cuore pulsante dell'economia e della pesca nel Mediterraneo. I Florio divennero il simbolo della Belle Époque siciliana e della borghesia industriale del Sud quando, nel 1874, Ignazio Florio Senior acquistò le isole di Favignana e Formica. La famiglia non si limitò a gestire la pesca tradizionale, ma volle industrializzare l'intero processo: inaugurato nel 1891, l'enorme stabilimento per la conservazione del tonno divenne una delle tonnare più grandi e avanzate d'Europa.
I Florio introdussero un'intuizione rivoluzionaria per l'epoca: cuocere il tonno e metterlo sott’olio in scatole di latta, anziché conservarlo sotto sale, permettendo così di commercializzare il prodotto su scala industriale. L'influenza della famiglia sull'isola fu totale. L'azienda diede lavoro a centinaia di persone del posto e, all'interno del complesso creò magazzini, rimesse per le barche, officine e persino un asilo nido per i figli degli operai.
Successivamente l'attività andò progressivamente riducendosi fino alla definitiva chiusura negli anni '70. Dopo decenni di abbandono, oggi l'ex stabilimento è uno straordinario museo. Visitarlo — cosa che ho fatto con grandissimo interesse — significa fare un salto indietro nel tempo tra enormi calderoni di cottura, le vecchie barche della mattanza ed un'area archeologica che custodisce anche i rostri di bronzo della Battaglia delle Egadi (241 a.C.). Proprio questo scontro navale decisivo, combattuto e vinto dai Romani nelle acque dell'arcipelago, segnò la fine della Prima Guerra Punica, distruggendo la potenza navale di Cartagine, costringendola alla resa ed a cedere il controllo della Sicilia a Roma.
Ho realizzato questo racconto fotografico in due parti: una prima con fotografie a colori, una seconda in bianco e nero.
(seconda parte - bianco e nero).
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