critical clouds
seagulls swirl, screech in the sky
sun shall shine
(for lucile’s photo rehab)
(shot with nikon d700, nikkor 50mm f/1.4 lens, edited in lightroom 5 and analog efex pro 2, toy camera filter applied, need to laugh)
*please forgive my violent spelling
“it is a narrow mind which cannot look at a subject from various points of view”
― george eliot
forever looking
rarely seeing
ever was it so, and
shall we ever know
how we can always be looking, without seeing
(for wordpress weekly photo challenge – fresh)
“there are a dozen views about everything until you know the answer, then there’s never more than one”
― c. s. lewis, that hideous strength
(new) rooftops
gritty, urban
views
scudding clouds
not
suburban
dues
(rooftop, birminghamstraat, molenbeek)
(for lucile’s photo101rehab)
*shot with iphone5, edited with aperture 3, analog efex pro, wet plate filter, new horizons*
“…but I’m lost, crushed, cold and confused
with no guiding light left inside…”
– Muse, Guiding Light
Cold December morning.
Traffic grinding toward oblivion.
Yet.
There is.
Light.
(R0, Zaventem)
“Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books that are now written in a very foreign tongue.”
– Rainer Maria Rilke
(EU Parliament, Elsene, Brussel)
NaBloPoMo 30 of 30
“How does light enter a house? If the windows are open. How does light enter a human? If the door of love is open.”
― Paulo Coelho, Eleven Minutes
(MAS | Museum aan de Stroom, Antwerpen)
“And a sentimentalist, my dear Darlington, is a man who sees an absurd value in everything, and doesn’t know the market place of any single thing.”
– Oscar Wilde, Lady Windermere’s Fan
Not really sure about these.
Woke at four am with an idea.
Why not take a shot of a coin with the EU Parliament building in the background?
Not that hard to try, as the EU Parliament is right outside the window.
The scariest part of this (apart from the fact that I am dreaming of posts for #photo101)?
What if that euro coin fell off and landed on some poor soul’s head from the ninth floor?
If that had happened, I wouldn’t be writing this.
Penny euro for your thoughts?
NaBloPoMo 23 of 30 – photography101:weekendthree
“There’s a red house over yonder,
That’s where my baby stays…”
– Jimi Hendrix
My homework for the weekend #photo101.
Monochromium Atomium.
With a dash of red.
NaBloPoMo 22 of 30 – photography101:weekendthree
This trip was supposed to be to the top of Parking 58 which offers the best views across the rooftops of Brussel.
A locked gate bent me out of shape – angular
So, I grabbed this shot, and wondered if I would ever use it.
And, now, I have.
My contribution to this week’s Weekly Photo Challenge from The Daily Post at WordPress.
ps – you may also like to checkout my angular post on belgradestreets too…
“Sealand forgets her friends
She’ll not leave them again
Mother, sister and home
These arms fail you so”
Sealand – OMD – “Architecture and Morality” – 1981
This place has quite a history.
belgianstreets 