Sometimes the voice of a bird calls among the ancient trees—a male calling to its wife, up and down through the woods.
Sometimes a nightingale sings to the moon, weary of empty hills. ~ Poet Li Po*
Anne (Slow Shutter Speed) invites lens-artists to “take your camera and zoom lens out for some zooming.”
*cited: Arthur Waley, The Poet Li Po A.D. 701-762, Project Gutenberg eBook
Abstract photo submitted in response to Tina’s (Travels and Trifles) photo challenge: green and blue
Hop on over to Travel with Intent to join this week’s Six Word Saturday
“…all critical intention is too far from me. With nothing can one approach a work of art so little as with critical words: they always come down to more or less happy misunderstandings. Things are not all so comprehensible and expressible as one would mostly have us believe, most events are inexpressible, taking place in a realm which no word has ever entered, and more inexpressible than all else are works of art, mysterious existences, the life of which, while ours passes away, endures.”
cited: Rainer Maria Rilke Letters to a Young Poet (Trans: M D Herter Norton)
Not even water birds
seen while I cross the inlet.
such coldness.
~Buson (cited: Y Sawa & E Shiffert, Haiku Master Buson)
In this hour of longing
Reflection brings to mind each day gone by
And in each one
Was less of sorrow
~Izumi Shikibu (Trans: AS Omori & K Doi, Diaries of Court Ladies of Old Japan)
Sunday Sayings post inspired by poetrypix.com
Sitting quietly, doing nothing,
Spring comes, and the grass grows by itself. Zenrin Kushû (The Way of Zen)
March is that time of year when the promise of spring begins to be seen in the subtle transitions of yellowish-brown to green, tree buds, bicyclist, and clothing. With the sounds of rivulets created by melted ice and snow, my soul also begins to thaw.
The photo study project for this month included:
rhythm & tone
rule of space
abstract photography
While I understand that tone and rhythm are found with repeating patterns, I still struggle with the transition of these elements from music to photography. Oh well….maybe one day there will a moment of enlightenment in the early morning hours or during a morning shower.
When you look back to March, did you find a theme or a project that guided your photography?
The hunting lanterns
on Mount Ogura have gone,
the deer are calling for their mates…
How easily I might sleep,
if only I didn’t share their fears.
~Ono no Komachi (cited: J Hirshfield & M Aratani, The Ink Dark Moon)
a meditative journey 
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