I am listening…
“Of all the conceptions of pure bliss that people and poets have dreamed of, listening to the harmony of the spheres always seemed to me the highest and most intense.”
– Hesse
From martelaars plein.
NaBloPoMo 6 of 30 – photography101:4
My second contribution to the WordPress Photography 101 course has been a challenge…
My photos here on belgianstreets and on belgradestreets tend to focus on details, the things we might miss as we go about our busy lives.
So, the challenge to capture an establishing shot put me out of my comfort zone. And that, I guess, is part of the appeal of Photography 101! 😉
Under time pressure today, I have chosen an existing photo which captures my neighborhood and the people who live here. Oh, and their obsession with cycling!
This wide city street in the heart of Brussel, jammed with cars during the week, was, on the day I took this shot, closed to all traffic except those on bicycles.
You can see the original post here car(e)free.
NaBloPoMo 4 of 30 – photography101:2
just imagine if bono had been born in brussel
This is my contribution to the latest Weekly Photo Challenge from The Daily Post at WordPress.
“We were all of us cogs in a great machine which sometimes rolled forward, nobody knew where, sometimes backwards, nobody knew why.”
― Ernst Toller
“Poetry is a mirror which makes beautiful that which is distorted”
― Shelley
This is my contribution to the latest Weekly Photo Challenge from The Daily Post at WordPress.
“One man practicing kindness in the wilderness is worth all the temples this world pulls.”
― Jack Kerouac, The Dharma Bums
This is my contribution to the latest Weekly Photo Challenge from The Daily Post at WordPress.
A “pop up” street gallery, Syrian art in the heart of Brussel.
The caravan is touring various parts of Europe revealing, through art and engagement, the life of the people suffering behind the scenes.
Images blowing in the wind need little explanation.
“…and therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee…”
—Donne, Meditation XVII[17]
““Dance,” said the Sheep Man. “Yougottadance. Aslongasthemusicplays. Yougotta dance. Don’teventhinkwhy…”
― Haruki Murakami, Dance Dance Dance
Lost in Sablon.
“When the spirits are low, when the day appears dark, when work becomes monotonous, when hope hardly seems worth having, just mount a bicycle and go out for a spin down the road, without thought on anything but the ride you are taking.”
― Arthur Conan Doyle
And, when the roads of Brussel were closed to cars this Sunday, that is exactly what the population did.
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