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Monumental Squatted Angel IV. 2006. Sculptor: Jorge Marin |
Monday, April 2, 2012
Squatted Angel
Sunday, April 1, 2012
April 2012 Theme Day: Cobblestones
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Strike (Not precisely Cobblestones, but...)
The portal is back: Click here to view thumbnails for all participants
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Friday, March 30, 2012
Flashed
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The creative act lasts but a brief moment, a lightning instant of give-and-take, just long enough for you to level the camera and to trap the fleeting prey in your little box. ~Henri Cartier-Bresson |
Fleeting - Fri
Mar 30, 2012
(Fleeting: Passing
swiftly away; not durable; transient; transitory; as, the fleeting hours or
moments).
Thursday, March 29, 2012
Games
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(iPhone Shot+Snapseed) Graffiti. Pushkin Park |
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Quiet Night
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My
soul is in the sky. ~William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream
If black boxes survive air crashes, why don't they make the
whole plane out of that stuff? ~George Carlin
There is an art, or rather a knack to flying. The
knack lies in learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss.
~Douglas Adams, Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy
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Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Sunday Bikers
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“Time is an illusion perpetrated by the
manufacturers of space.”
“I used to be indecisive; now I'm not sure.”
~Graffiti quotes
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Monday, March 26, 2012
The 7532
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Just a second... |
Sunday, March 25, 2012
Life
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Moralities, ethics, laws, customs, beliefs, doctrines - these are of trifling import.
All that matters is
that the miraculous become the norm.
Henry Miller. Black Spring (1938)
We’re creators by
permission, by grace as it were. No one creates alone, of and by himself.
An artist is an
instrument that registers something already existent,
something which
belongs to the whole world, and which, if he is an artist, he is compelled to
give back to the world.
Henry Miller. The Rosy Crucifixion I: Sexus (1949)
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Saturday, March 24, 2012
Woman in Red
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“The future is always beginning now”
~Mark Strand
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Friday, March 23, 2012
Rainy Afternoon
THE CURRENT CHALLENGE
Fri Mar 23, 2012
This week’s challenge:
‘Rain’.
Thursday, March 22, 2012
Frames
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The Unselfconscious ProcessOne of the most confusing and paradoxical aspects of Zen is its view of the self. Zen says we aren't who we think we are. While we are seen to exist in the relative sense, in terms of the absolute, the dance and the dancer are considered to be one. Many spiritual traditions have seen similar truths, and claim that by losing one's life, life is indeed gained. By emptying we become full. While no doubt confusing for the novice, its implication for the photographer would be to forget oneself, as much as possible, when taking pictures. This, in fact, is a very common experience among musicians and painters, who often report "losing themselves" in their art. In a sense, the picture takes itself. In the words of Henri Cartier-Bresson, "you have to blend in like a fish in water, you have to forget yourself." The artist becomes the process of creation. When something bigger than the persona takes charge, when Life itself is given free reign unhampered by our premeditated ideas of what should happen, the resultant pictures can be quite remarkable.
John Greer
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