Searching, it’s a common theme here on this blog … searching for that indescribable piece that falls into place the moment we find it. The thing you don’t know what you’re looking for until you’ve found it. That thing.
I’ve been looking for pictures to post … this is Pictures with Words after all … but I’ve come to realise over the course of this search that I’m grown dissatisfied with my body of work. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t dislike them, they remain good photographs but they don’t represent where I am now. What to do about that? Well take some more obviously! Like this one taken this afternoon as the sun was beginning to set out the window of the flat. Those beams of incandescence, hot and bright. I felt them as I closed my eyes and breathed.
The wind in my heart
The wind in my heart
The dust in my head
The dust in my head
The wind in my heart
The wind in my heart
(come to) drive them away
Drive them away.
Listening Wind, Talking Heads, Remain In Light
I think it’s a healthy thing to find a new point of view in one’s work. Based on your wonderful previous work, I’m looking forward to viewing new work and how you go about making it.
Obviously WordPress and I had a go-round. WordPress won:)
WordPress often wins!
I agree. I think the day I become totally complacent with it is the day I stop … or realise that it stopped a ways back 😉
The most important thing to me, Geoff, is that you don’t stop writing. I ALWAYS find inspiration in your words, no matter what “place” you’re in…no matter how hot or cold, literally and figuratively! Your images, of course, always speak for themselves. 🙂
The writing is a relatively new thing for me and I enjoy it’s company … playing and twisting thing that it is. Thank you 🙂
searching. a very familiar theme. and while I sometimes dislike myself for seemingly never being able to arrive anywhere, I do like it in general. and so do you. keep working.
xxo
Undoubtedly the search is what it’s all about … arrival is secondary. I guess there are those people who spend their lives searching for the evidence of their arrival … the measure of their success (now that turned out a bit deeper than I intended and would make a lovely blog post on it’s own) … and you’re right, I do like it. x
i love this one.
the light,
the stripes.
the face beneath.
Thank you.
The light,
regimented by shutters unseen
pulls us toward it
achingly
THIS ONE IS FOR YOU!!! BETWEEN THE LINES!!
(Yes,, I used your own words first because they are beautiful and speak loudly and second, because together with your picture I was inspired to to write the following)
The wind my heart
ruffles my hair
imprisoning my soul.
The wind in my heart
breaks the bars
holding me to you.
The wind in my heart
twirls about
twisting my head.
The dust in my head
fills my very being
weighing me down.
The dust in my head
forms your face
smiling from afar.
The wind in my heart
frees the light within
releasing my soul.
The wind in my head
lines my soul
driving you from me.
I am free.
I am me
All is as it should be and all shall pass as it must.
Thank you. Sadly, they’re not my words they’re David Byrne’s and Talking Heads’words.
But they seem like words that you would write or atleast, in any case, they seem to speak to you and of you. BUT, all that aside, the picture speaks volumes and is truly very thought provoking. Thank you for presenting it!!!
Thanks Marialla 🙂
This feeling creeping up every now and then. That something is missing or just not right. Something you cannot really grap or put your finger on. That one I know very well.
I haven’t been very satisfied with my pictures recently and I wasn’t really out shooting much as well. Sometimes I think, maybe I should just take a break from it. And then I find that I can’t because there is still so much out there to see and so many things I haven’t tried yet.
I like the picture and can imagine how the sunlight must have felt on your skin. Only a week ago I would have been so jealous, longing for the sun after weeks of darkness and grey, cloudy skies that made me despair every morning. But right now we have sun, blue sky and a white winter wonderland out ther so all is good.
Yes, it’s a hollow place.
Only solution really for picture dissatisfaction I’ve found is to go and look for some more! I had a friend come over this afternoon and drag me out of my bright cave and it was fun. I’ve been hibernating you see 😉
very nice image! cool shadows and light
Thanks. It was one of those times you see the light and know what you have to do. Some of those travel photos of yours have been delicious. 🙂
Here we are !-)
This pic is great.
I guess we don’t have the choice: we have to continue !!!
Indeed, here we are … or there we were 😉
The only way is forward … going backard is just going forwards more slowly … 🙂
That is a wonderful self-portrait. I love the enigmatic and mysterious atmosphere you’ve captured… brilliant work!
Thanks Martina 🙂
I wanted to convey a quiet reflective moment, enigmatic too… lol 🙂
Excellent shot, really playing with the light. I like it! Loved those shots of the heels and the axe! 🙂
Thanks Mats and welcome to Pictures with Words 🙂
Wie machst du nur immer so tolle Selbstporträts!? An diesem gefällt mir besonders, dass dein geschlossenes Auge, Nase und Lippen durch die Lichtstreifen verdeckt und doch zu sehen sind.
Claudia
Google translate version: Wie machst du nur immer so tolle Selbstporträts!? An diesem gefällt mir besonders, dass dein geschlossenes Auge, Nase und Lippen durch die Lichtstreifen verdeckt und doch zu sehen sind.
Claudia