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Showing posts with label abstract photography. Show all posts
Showing posts with label abstract photography. Show all posts

Saturday, 27 September 2008

Red Umbrellas


Help me.... I'm running out of words today! So many words were written already, so many words were said and most the time people are talking anyway to much without saying anything...

What should I say or write to this picture here? Do you have any ideas? Maybe there is not much to say anyway - just one word: ENJOY!

Thursday, 25 September 2008

I would give you all the world


This Flower Lyrics


Well this flower is my soul
But it's not half of what I owe
I should give you every rose that I ever grew
But take this one here for a start
And you can keep it in your heart
I have everything I need because of you

Well if my life was long enough
to pack up everything I love
I would do just that and give it all to you
But it's impossible to pay
All the things that you gave away
Si this flower I give will have to do

All the flowers growing wild
For ten thousand lonely miles
It's not near enough to give you what I should
So I will owe you for a while
Maybe longer than my life
I would give you all the world if I could


Artist: Kasey Chambers,
Song: This Flower Lyrics
Album: The Captain



Thursday, 18 September 2008

Industrial Charleston - 2

Down on the harbor site is an old building, called the "Power House". The whole place around the house is filled with rusty industrial remnants that have seen long time ago very busy times, I'm sure for that.

Rust can be beautiful, sometimes - often it's not


Nature is taking slowly over all the parts that were used to do work with


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This is part 2 of my industrial photo series captured down in the harbor. There are old empty buildings, no more used rusty machines falling apart on side.

I'm wondering why they don't practice rust waste disposal and use the territory for something good, something better than just an ugly, useless place.





Monday, 30 June 2008

Playing with colors





Monday mornings are always energetic for me and are giving me a special creative touch - as you can see it in these pictures....LOL...

Playing around with colors is a part in my newest project I'm working on, but this iron fence photo has nothing to do with that project, this was just for fun. :-)

Have a great start in this new week of summer!

Saturday, 14 June 2008

My Favorite Color


The Color BLUE

Blue can be the color of the beautiful blue sky
And also, blue can be the color of some beautiful blue eyes
And also, blue can be the color of the ocean where you swim
Blue can be the ink in your pen
Yeah for blue, let's sing it again
Blue can be the color of your Daddy's favorite suit
Yes it can
And also, blue can be the color of some fur that's very cute
Blue, the only color that's spelled B - L - U - E
And also, blue is the color of me!

Thursday, 15 May 2008

It's just a Cup of Coffee....!








It's just a Cup of Coffee...


It's just a cup of coffee he's only passin' through
There's nothing more between us than a memory or two
I know what you're thinkin' but this time I'm tellin' you
It's just a cup of coffee he's only passin' through

I'm meetin' him at midnight at the Old Highway Cafe
I'll be home in an hour don't look at me that way
There's nothing more between us than a memory or two
It's just a cup of coffee he's only passin' through

I know I know I know you've heard it all
You think I'll fall right back into his arms
You're nothing but a mirror on the wall
What do you know I've gotta go

No I never bothered to give him back that ring
Yeah I'm wearin' perfume but that doesn't mean a thing
You're only a reflection don't tell me what to do
It's just a cup of coffee he's only passin' through

There's nothing more between us than a memory or two
It's just a cup of coffee he's only passin' through


This lyrics origin can be found here

Friday, 2 May 2008

Sea of smile - River of tears



A old Bench


a sea of smile and a river of tears
a flood of memories
imagination will take me back

on an Old Park Bench
Old Park Bench
Old Park Bench
Old Park Bench
a summer's night, the stars aglow
did more than light the sky
with fortune, fantasy, and fate
we dream on an old park bench
i take your hand in my hand
you hold my soul in yours
one touch becomes eternal
when falling in love

i see her still and she is beautiful
i see her beautiful face
and her beautiful eyes
and her beautiful ways
and her beautiful soul
and this love lifts me higher
i search her eyes and see the skies
the heavens of her life
just one more glimpse into her soul
is all i ask

a sea of smiles and a river of tears
a flood of memories
and now she's gone

Source of the song

Thursday, 1 May 2008

Light is everything


A simple picture in a nice light . Without the sunlight creating those shadows, this photo would be plain and dead looking. It would be very boring and a picture without any "message". Light is everything in photography.

The word photography is derived from the Greek language: "phos" = light and "graphos" = writing. In translation that means: "writing with light".

Friday, 25 April 2008

Friday, 7 March 2008

Friday Mix

Shore lines


Shell or Water Snail


Cemetery habitants


Impressive high columns


Artwork in progress

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