“some moments are nice, some are
nicer, some are even worth writing about”
― charles bukowski, war all the time
caught short
need to make a call
or answering a call
momentarily?
(stib / mvib line 2, kunst-wet, brüssel)
(for justine’s electic corner #11 – momentarily)
*shot with nikon d700, nikkor 50mm f/1.4 lens at 1/100s and f /5.0, edited in lightroom cc, color efex pro 4 with bleach bypass filter applied, look no hands*
“champagne and benzedrine
never again”
― ian fleming, moonraker
bubbling over
over coming
not all over
over, to you
come
on
over
(for justine’s tea party #9)
“every person has their own colour”
― haruki murakami, colorless tsukuru tazaki and his years of pilgrimage
splashed red in the park
no more the childlike cries of joy
still red, in the dark?
(marie-josépark, molenbeek)
(for justine’s eclectic corner #8, and as instructed, no filters applied)
“poets are shameless with their experiences
they exploit them”
― friedrich nietzsche
oh jupiler
wherefore art thou jupiler?
on the shelf perhaps
one too many, then, collapse
another, jupiler?
(a quick one for justine’s tea party #7)
“under an open window, a
violin yielded
itself to
your”
― rainer maria rilke
they say our eyes are
the windows
to our
soul
and so, what
do these windows, say
to you?
(for justine’s eclectic corner – street life, photography and writing)
(and for lucile’s the clinic – photo rehab)
*shot with nikon d700, 70-300mm lens, edited with aperture 3 and analog efex pro 2 with double exposure filter applied, through the window of conscience*
“i want something else now, something warm and sheltering, something I can turn to, regardless of what I do, regardless of who I become, something that will just be there, always, like tomorrow’s sky”
― kazuo ishiguro, when we were orphans
preservatif
protect and survive
justine recently challenged us to present a photo and invite you to guess what it is.
My entry, the photo is featured above, was protect (me)
My photo was a cropped image of a large mural, painted on a wall in a narrow street in the heart of Brüssel, near the Grote Markt, I am not sure of the exact story but it does speak about gay rights, solidarity, and preservatifs (condoms). So, I thought it fitted the theme set by Justine quite snugly?
It was fun to see you guessing what it might be:
Justine thought it might be a cardboard home, a shelter for people on the street. Not a bad guess in some ways.
Mara felt it implied a room of one’s own. If a room of one’s own offers protection then that would also be a good guess.
desleyjane was intrigued by an artifact in the corner and then figured it was a book cover, well the cover part came close I guess?
Albert amusingly thought it might be graffiti on an airplane, and also thought he saw a fingerprint. I’m wondering what he was drinking or smoking?
(for justine’s eclectic corner , guessing game #4)
“i want something else now, something warm and sheltering, something I can turn to, regardless of what I do, regardless of who I become, something that will just be there, always, like tomorrow’s sky”
― kazuo ishiguro, when we were orphans
protect and survive
justine has challenged us again to present a photo and invite you to guess what
so, here is
my
thinly
veiled
take on
protection
(for justine’s eclectic corner , guessing game #4)
“and now we welcome the new year
full of things that have never been”
― rainer maria rilke
bridging east and west
once
i said
i will walk that bridge to
see
what is on the other
side
and then
i did
(for wordpress weekly photo challenge, new and Justine’s third eclectic corner, resolution)
“it is not enough that we do our best
sometimes we must do what is required”
― winston s churchill
decide, act
and don’t stop
whatever lies in your path
seize the day
live and
love
(snowstorm, autobahn, germany)
justine’s eclectic corner #3 resolution
*shot with iPhone 5, edited with snapseed mobile app, snow and driving involved, do not try this at home, inspired by mara eastern*
“the human race tends to remember the abuses to which it has been subjected rather than the endearments
what’s left of kisses?
wounds, however, leave scars”
― Bertolt Brecht
never before, and then
her skin soft, his fingers searching
her lips open, wanting
they kissed
and
became
*my friend lucile from lucile de godoy | bridging lacunas has challenged me to join in the 5-day b&w photo challenge, where I must post a black and white photo each day for 5 days and nominate someone else to join the challenge, today i’d like to invite Albert (aka nty6x) from passionately curious, to join the challenge with us*
*sculpture, la roche en ardenne, for b&w 2:5*
*shot with nikon d700, edited in aperture 3 and silver efex pro 2*
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