Those last two lines are two of my favorite in the English language. So beautifully paired with your abstract photos!
This time it's the fourth photo that's my favorite. That rock formation at center and right on the horizon is dramatic.
Also the moon. And in all four, of course, the texture--sort of Twilight Zone-y. Strong stuff, Stickup.
Oh, you rockYou rock rock rockYou rock my soulYou rock me on the waterYou rock us every which way but looseYou rock, pure and simple...
At the same time attractive and interesting images.A hug!
And a little further down: "To arrive where you are, to get from where you are not, You must go by a way wherein there is no ecstasy." – Eliot, East CokerI'm 'in-love' with your intellect
There is a wonderful moodiness in this.
I like that you play with "noise" and what others might see as mistakes. They really can be used well, if your a skillful practitioner...the black sky (instead of blue) and how it all works together in the way you format your photos and careful attention to the poems you choose. The last photo caught my attention - not for the changing rock formation - but for the ghost image of the power line in the lower left. That for me, provided another layer of meaning to the piece. Kind of Jim Morrison-ee
Ah yes, T.S. Eliot.The photos show how you use lights to enhance the view. I hope things are going well for you.
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Often at that crepuscular hour the head of the long snake must make an about-face, for its glassy-white eyes, suddenly glinting, are making an inexorable and mad dash toward you.
I love these road trips we take with you. They're warm and gritty and real, with a strong undertow of the surreal. The subtle colours and texture, the suggestion of shapes, the feeling of movement, the bounce of lights and the sudden moon all go so well with the nuanced poetry you chose.
ha ha I did nearly the same pictures ! love them :-) it's like in a old movie ^^ hope you understand me (sorry for my english)kisses xxx
How absolutely wondrous! These atmospheric images would have given me the feeling of the poem, even if the poem had never been shared here, or even if Eliot had never written it. They are lonely, hopeful, dreamy, haunting poetry in themselves.
Always a pleasure to take the road with you ... :) a journey that may no longer stop ... we have the sensation of entering in an another world ...The text you have chosen, beautifully accompany your images ...Very nice work dearest :) send you all my best thoughts...
Your photos are alive and have a soul! They are always powerful and touching. Owen's right you rock! :)
Fantastic post! I love the blurred image on top.Regarding VHILS: glad you liked his work. Actually there's a great one 'near' you in L.A. :-) Check it here: http://unurth.com/454381/Vhils-JR-Los-AngelesI also think you might enjoy this video:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wMsnGijiZ0g&feature=related
Road trip with Darth Vader. Smokin'.
there are no words to tell how touched i am by this world of image and word unfolding here before me - which in fact means: within me. i am on that road, i am that moon... marvelous.
Fantastic words and photos! We've been spending a lot of time in and around the desert lately. We were down in Anza-Borrego all day today.