Tuesday, August 29, 2006

face of the wind


Defined as delicate, colour has a way of adapting to texture.


Strong yellow sunlight beams as rays and the brilliant flowers find a way to honour their gods


Caught in the updraft rising along the hillside the ever elusive air as wind appears and disappears as leaves turn to shades of sound, alive for a moment.


There is a famous Henri Cartier Bresson photograph of a man jumping a puddle. It defines the decisive moment. This is unintentionally reminiscent of it. He was trying to get out of the frame. I only took the photo because it told me to.


Laughing like prankster children who appear as cartoon dogs barking and giggling to see such glee.


Left to manifest through inspiration and a little bit of balance, the double eyes of galaxy peer and disappear.


Can you find eye in the sliver of a creek run dry from the heat of summer where the water turns the stone toward the I looking in.


Bresson's Photo

2 Comments:

Blogger Sir James Eric Watkins said...

air as wind moving through the leaves of a tree, this is truly one of life's great beauties

7:34 PM  
Blogger dave said...

yes you're a master at seeing the invisible, good one, I thought maybe only I would like it.

7:43 PM  

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