Category: Photography

What’s to be found with a poor trait?

IMG_5433But difficulties to be had ahead?

But where there’s challenge, there’s triumph…

I’ve not been able to get past this image today— whether it’s because my post is too large or small, or too plainly insignificant— it’s not that it’s even particularly serious; in fact it’s quite absurd.

But of the thousands of portraits I’ve taken, this one gets to me every now and then— mainly when I’m feeling a little conflicted about something I’ve said or haven’t said in the right way, wrong way, or anyway— It happens occasionally, so the leveller comes out: the corrosive for recursive thinking. A mental pacifier, an eraser for the clutter. Sometimes it’s a room or place: a good pace. And sometimes a picture.

It’s just, I have absolutely no idea what he is thinking; but it helps…

“Man is most nearly himself when he achieves the seriousness of a child at play.”

Heraclitus

I don’t normally do Daily Prompts; this one I found interesting because I hate the use of about in about pages…

dan_write 2Maybe in 10 years’ time I won’t—

I had enough trouble making sense of the ones I have…

Owing to the spam problem not being resolved, I’ve had to change a couple of names a couple of times: JALBN 2.0 Ishmael Received is now my reluctant alternative. I take back what I said about the tech guys; they aren’t so smart & I’m sure there are still dozens and dozens of comments languishing unread…

on the kub no parking

Denied

Safety in Number?

It is the lone worker who makes the first advance in a subject—

And there can be only one…

IMG_5572 800The girl who read expressions lessened her eyes to fingertips; closed hers and found his lips. She found them wanting she decided, but found hers dry. The girl who read movements loosened her shirt, her neck released, showed her heart still beats and found sweetly his within her hands. And with him inside little sounds, took him down, letting go the mouth she found and crowned— herself the girl who took a look aside the skin she tried to use to hide, was left there shaking, an aching-like play-thing made believe. She was not petrified…

Pleasure.

I try to contribute to as many as your posts as I can, but I think my comments are being flagged as spam because of the Just a Little Background Noise name: it doesn’t think I’m a person-person. I’d appreciate it if you could check for me while I sort this out…

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Thanks guys…

The Iron Wall…

581453_10151211969251041_233961945_nNatural Grafitti—

Whitstable…

“Graffiti is one of the few tools you have if you have almost nothing. And even if you don’t come up with a picture to cure world poverty you can make someone smile while they’re having a piss.”

Banksy, Banging Your Head Against a Brick Wall

Weekly Photo Challenge: Eerie

487516_10151214972411041_1106416558_nTake Twelve—

Canterbury Cathedral…

This was a ridiculously difficult shot to get right. It was taken in practical darkness, with a six second exposure, about 5 yards from the site of Thomas Becket or Saint Thomas of Canterbury’s assassination.

The idea was to get a partial blur, with substance throughout the movement. The guy is supposed to represent media tourism: religious, political, print, social— and he’s a bored tourist at that. No longer believing anything he sees…

The great Cathedral space which was childhood…

Viginia Woolf

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