I’ve forgotten the trail
marked out while searching for you
in places I’ve never been

I’ve forgotten the trail
marked out while searching for you
in places I’ve never been

Merging… days and nights
Creating… currents of time

Unfolding… lost moments of
dreams
echoes
illusions
reflections
Yearnings… of our yesterdays
Week 18 Inspiration: Weight or Mass: Heavy as a stone, light as a feather. (Find inspiration and shoot an amazing photograph.)

Images submitted in response to Dogwood Photography’s annual 52-week photography challenge.

Introducing Alan Schaller’s “Streets in Mind.”

Image submitted in response to Amy’s (The World is a Book) lens artists photo challenge: less is more.

Wabi-sabi is a beauty of things imperfect, impermanent, and incomplete. It is a beauty of things modest and humble. It is a beauty of things unconventional…
Koren, Leonard, Wabi-Sabi for artists, designers, poets, & philosophers. Stone Bridge Press, Berkeley, CA

Week 17 : Balanced composition (is pretty straightforward, unless you are trying to shoot in the “Accidental Renaissance” style. So shoot a balanced image in the Accidental Renaissance style.)
This week’s photo challenge has me stumped. My research of “Accidental Renaissance” style directs me to Reddit’s definition:
So…these three represent my visualization of balanced images in the Accidental Renaissance style.



This YouTune video is the most “understandable” explanation of the golden ratio I have found.
Images submitted in response to Dogwood Photography’s annual 52-week photography challenge.

Image submitted in response to Jenn’s (Traveling at Wits End) weekly photo challenge: orange.

you left,
I remained…
two springs.
From this day forward, I will be…
may we find peace.


“…to remain alive is to be subject to the grinding force of memory. Day and night the millstone turns, shaping the soul and softening the heart. To some, this going around and around the same subject may seem like emotional paralysis. But there is also something freeing about this attachment to remembrance. One day, one hour, one child, keep cutting through to the present. All other days take shape around this circle of emptiness.” ~V Schwarcz (Bridge Across Broken Time)
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