Greenpoint Brooklyn walkthru - and the Pulaski Bridge...
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Saturday, April 30, 2011
Friday, April 29, 2011
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Day 6 ~ Blossom Graffiti
East 63rd Street
In the afternoon, after the torrential rains in the city, was downtown on West 10th ... more Blossom Graffiti...
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Day 4 ~ Brooklyn Window
Had an eye opening breakfast this morning with two wonderful dads that I have known for many years.
The subject on all our minds was the attainment of a different sort of happiness in our lives. Our hearts and minds reaching for something just for ourselves.
Thanks for the inspiration to post this shot!
Monday, April 25, 2011
Day 3 ~ Hole Story
Having some fun hunting holes on my walks these spring days.
Rebirth, desire, fun... The strength, continuity of the circle.
Terri, my friend finds it amusing.
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Day 2 ~ Wound
Day two! Thanks so much for all the support!
So many questions as to how to continue...Should a new photo be taken everyday? Well that's the plan - but may have to break that rule once in a while. Should there be some sort of theme or cohesion to the photos? Don't know the answer to that question yet. Maybe by the end of this project, a theme will be revealed.
My good friend, Brian and I went out this morning to take some shots - always an engaging conversationalist and a photography mentor. Perfect walk - thanks Brian!
The wound in my heart is striving to heal - but the crack is deep and the blood still so fresh. Move on ... move on ... is the mantra I hear.
So many questions as to how to continue...Should a new photo be taken everyday? Well that's the plan - but may have to break that rule once in a while. Should there be some sort of theme or cohesion to the photos? Don't know the answer to that question yet. Maybe by the end of this project, a theme will be revealed.
My good friend, Brian and I went out this morning to take some shots - always an engaging conversationalist and a photography mentor. Perfect walk - thanks Brian!
The wound in my heart is striving to heal - but the crack is deep and the blood still so fresh. Move on ... move on ... is the mantra I hear.
Saturday, April 23, 2011
Self Portrait
As a kid, I understood that both my father and sister possessed the “artistic touch”. For them, a creative project was rendered with an ease and facility I could only fantasize about. I was more comfortable watching, listening, blending into the background to absorb the world around me. Although I enjoyed taking family pictures of our adventures and travels, I preferred to be behind the lens rather than in front of the lens. This is still the case, but through photography this past year, I have ventured into a soul searching self-realization journey.
Recently, my eye is drawn to nature within the urban environment and the humanistic details they provide. The anthropomorphic qualities in nature within/and in conjunction with my urban environment reveal themselves as feelings of sadness, elation and desire.
On the eve of the anniversary of my sister’s death, I launch this blog to continue an artistic dialogue in the hopes of partially filling the void I feel within each and every day without my father and sister by my side.
365 days of pictures - join me. Comments are welcome...
Recently, my eye is drawn to nature within the urban environment and the humanistic details they provide. The anthropomorphic qualities in nature within/and in conjunction with my urban environment reveal themselves as feelings of sadness, elation and desire.
On the eve of the anniversary of my sister’s death, I launch this blog to continue an artistic dialogue in the hopes of partially filling the void I feel within each and every day without my father and sister by my side.
365 days of pictures - join me. Comments are welcome...
"in front" of the lens |
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