Showing posts with label fine art photography. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fine art photography. Show all posts

Sunday, October 14, 2012

Featherlite



If you want to bed you and your lover in a nice, big and soft bed  - you have to make it first!
So goes the old saying!

Two Feathers At Once In Opposite Directions!

Depending on the softness and size desired, a considerble amount of work can be involved.



And, often while the one slaves in the sun....


the other one waits in the shade!


giving more or less good advice


Until the work is done


and when you have just finished and think everything is all fine...


more suggestions keep flowing in


And who the hell cares in anyway if you have just occupied somebody else's house!



Wednesday, December 7, 2011

The Reflection Of The Christ





When you are capable of looking at something with real interest and you give it your full attention, it looks back at you. What looks back at you is you. There has never been a god outside of you. Always he has been in you, from the first to your last breath. You have been shaped after him. 
In the middle ages, hundreds of thousands of people have died for recognizing this simple thruth and saying it aloud. Witches have been burned.




It is always you. It is always you in disguise, that reflects back at you. The pain, love, hurt and joy, the shining light in the eyes of someone, the disgust you feel for a thing or person, it is all your own. All you see is your own. What you perceive you receive. Step by step you are guided towards enlightenment and understanding through a reflection of you. A sincere reflection that you will see one day.




Let me say this, nothing I write on these pages is advice, or judgement or meant to be a truth for you. It is  always me talking to myself.
This cross is 180 years old. When I did " The Reflection of the Christ " and saw it sinking in the green, blue waters, these were the words I heard it saying to me.

" Always it is you ."

Friday, November 18, 2011

Abseiling






Tuesday, November 15, 2011

What Is Blue ?



You asked me: What Is Blue ?
and I really don't know what to say to you,
cause it's only you who can ask me such a thing
So I'd rather show you this
and I am telling you, if it is like this
it's blue,
but the truth is
it is called Azure

Entwined



Our destinies are entwined
I have been traveling a long time with you
You are worn out,
but you won't let me go !


Monday, November 14, 2011

The World Is In You




Africa's beauty is reflected in the eyes of it's children.
Sometimes I see a child and all I feel is: I wish you all the best !
I know that it is not gonna be easy. 
But with all my heart I wish you the finest, the best and the nicest that there is in this world.
May you be blessed !
I wish for you that you will be spared as much pain as possible
and that you will not suffer too much.
I wish for you that you will find someone to help you find the world in you. 

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Sunday, October 30, 2011

My Loving Shining Heart


A Poem For Me




When  you stand in front of their grave,
then think of me

When you read their old and familiar names
that I have called and spoken so many times
now chisseled in the green-blue stone,
then think of me

The pain and suffering given as a heavenly gift to me,
because of my love for them
is buried right there, in the ground with them

So, that is the reason why, 
when once again on a Sunday afternoon,
you stand in front of their grave
Do also think of me
and say my name

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Buona Sera Signorina


Buona Sera Signorina,


Buona Sera,


Where are you going signorina ?


Not knowing ?


where you going signorina ?


Well, then good night and buona sera pretty signorina



Monday, April 18, 2011

Rest In Peace



I hope you do enjoy  looking at these pictures as much as I did creating them.
I hope they touch you.


One early morning I found a dragonfly with no more life on my floor.


And and because of this I was allowed to make a humble photo called " Rest In Peace" .
It was what I thought when looking at my floor.  


God's breath turned visible is what I saw.


My friend who saw the photos said to me: And that is how we learn everything.




Monday, March 21, 2011

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