This is the Balneário Camboriú coast in the Santa Catarina State,South region,Brazil.
Balneário Camboriú is a touristic city,in the summer vacations the city receive tourists from over the country.
Purpose
If your picture has been blogged here, it means that it has appealed to over 300 art jurors (currently 50 active) for a whole week or more. That is an achievement!!!
... and what does that mean ??? well according to This ... it means your picture is "... extremely resistant to people wanting to get rid of it", :)
B&W Art Photography - Is Your Art universal
2008/05/20
CITYSCAPE BW
Luz Prodigiosa
Abandoned Villa. Cradle. (Culla)
Grazie UOMO per la post!! ^__^
La luz prodigiosa
"Nana, niño, nana
del caballo grande
que no quiso el agua.
El agua era negra
dentro de las ramas.
Cuando llega el puente
se detiene e canta.
Quien dirá, mi niño,
lo que tiene el agua con su larga cola
por su verde sala?
Duérmete, clavel,
que el caballo no quiere beber.
Duérmete, rosal,
que el caballo se pone a llorar."
(Garcia Lorca)
QUI una delle più belle composizioni che si siano mai sentite.. è Morricone.. è Dulce Pontes.. è Gracia Lorca.. mamma mia.. ho sempre i brividi...
2008/05/18
They say love emits sobriety. A cautionary tale.
They say love emits sobriety. A cautionary tale., originally uploaded by _m8 (photo-auteur 'filmic' studies in pictures).
They say love emits sobriety. A cautionary tale.
There at once laid a clue, where the world was free to entwine what we made here as two.................
Depeche Mode celebrates angst and the heart, read it and weep.
song MP3 PLAYING (click for the song file located in the notes)
song: IN YOUR ROOM (ALBUM MIX)
artist: DEPECHE MODE
album: SONGS OF FAITH AND DEVOTION
drink: DRY GIN (STRAIGHT UP)
In your room
Where time stands still
Or moves at your will
Will you let the morning come soon
Or will you leave me lying here
In your favourite darkness
Your favourite half-light
Your favourite consciousness
Your favourite slave
In your room
Where souls disappear
Only you exist here
Will you lead me to your armchair
Or leave me lying here
Your favourite innocence
Your favourite prize
Your favourite smile
Your favourite slave
I'm hanging on your words
Living on your breath
Feeling with your skin
Will I always be here
In your room
Your burning eyes
Cause flames to arise
Will you let the fire die down soon
Or will I always be here
Your favourite passion
Your favourite game
Your favourite mirror
Your favourite slave
I'm hanging on your words
Living on your breath
Feeling with your skin
Will I always be here
4. The fulfillment is lost to it. (headphones of course recommended.)
Content with Life...
Too dark maybe, that's the fact of life, brighter on our side but on the other part of the world some people are struggling for their life...
Actually the boy is not sad, he is playful and cheerful, I caught him while he is playing a ball with his friend, smiling looking face but when I ask him to take a picture of him, he gave me this serious look. Don't worry guys, he is very happy with his life with joy full of friends...
Profile of Life and Death (B&W)
Canon 30d 50mm (Studio)
Model: Zosimo Yubero Prieto (Muchas Gracias)
Studio Assistants: Ricky Antonino, Stefano Sgambati, Chia Renton, Alby Operti (very Thanks)
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Annaspare nel niente.
"Ancora qui a domandarsi e a far finta di niente
come se il tempo per noi non costasse l' uguale,
come se il tempo passato ed il tempo presente
non avessero stessa amarezza di sale.
Tu non sai le domande, ma non risponderei
per non strascinare parole in linguaggio d' azzardo;
eri bella, lo so, e che bella che sei,
dicon tanto un silenzio e uno sguardo...
Se ci sono non so cosa sono e se vuoi
quel che sono o sarei, quel che sarò domani,
non parlare non dire più niente, se puoi,
lascia farlo ai tuoi occhi, alle mani...
Non andare... vai... Non restare...stai... Non parlare... parlami di te...
Tu lo sai, io lo so, quanto vanno disperse,
trascinate dai giorni come piena di fiume
tante cose sembrate e credute diverse,
come un prato coperto a bitume.
Rimanere così, annaspare nel niente,
custodire i ricordi, carezzare le età;
è uno stallo o un rifiuto crudele e incosciente
del diritto alla felicità...
Se ci sei, cosa sei? Cosa pensi e perchè?
Non lo so, non lo sai; siamo qui o lontani?
Esser tutto, un momento, ma dentro di te,
aver tutto, ma non il domani...
Non andare... vai.. Non restare...stai... Non parlare... parlami di te...
E siamo qui spogli in questa stagione che unisce
tutto ciò che sta fermo, tutto ciò che si muove,
non so dire se nasce un periodo o finisce,
se dal cielo ora piove o non piove...
Pronto a dire "buongiorno", a rispondere "bene",
a sorridere a "salve", dire anch'io "come va?"
Non c'è vento stasera. Siamo o non siamo assieme?
Fuori c'è ancora una città?
Se c'è ancora balliamoci dentro stasera,
con gli amici cantiamo una nuova canzone...
tanti anni e son qui ad aspettar primavera,
tanti anni ed ancora in pallone...
Non andare... vai... Non restare...stai... Non parlare... parlami di te...
Non andare... vai... Non restare...stai... Non parlare... parlami di noi..."
(Francesco Guccini: Canzone delle Domande Consuete) Quanto è meravigliosa questa canzone qui..
Þórsmörk
Þórsmörk
Ég var að róta í gömlum myndum síðan í fyrrasumar. Þessi var tekin í þórsmerkurferðinni :) Með svörtum bakgrunn
2008/05/16
2008/05/14
The Eyes of Denawan
The Eyes of Denawan
Actually I'm not very satisfied with this images because my best friend Roslee have a better angle than me, have a look at his picture here www.flickr.com/photos/montorque/2472331268/ anyway I'm glad that you did better than me this time, your picture really haunt me. Her name is not Denawan, Denawan is the Island where she live in.
I just spot this little girl while she is at the shop looking for something, maybe some sweet or kids stuff, when I first saw her, I know that she have a stunning eyes, those eyes really bright enough to shine even though she is inside a dimly lit small shop, so I just wait outside the door shop, hopefully she would not run away, and I was lucky, she did not run, just lean against the door looking at me and my friends, maybe she is wondering what we are doing here. One thing for sure that I regret the most is that, I forgot to take a picture with her, most of the times, photographers forget to get their own picture...
Touche pas a mon pote
This is a repost;-)
If you want to vote for me...this is my submission to the Canon Europe 2008 competition.
thank you to click here:
ta.canon-europe.com/?pg=gallery&cc=gb&lc=en&p...
Sometimes, all you've got is friendship and you keep it safe...
Dark Midnight
Dark Midnight
Midnight moon over Garðskagi "Reykjanes" Just wanted some diffrent mood in this one, made it little dark and scary :)
ri, ri, ride your bike, gently up the hill....
ri, ri, ride your bike, gently up the hill....
the high contrast in this picture is a good display of how the light felt, when one was outside that day.
mystical window #2
Mystical rays of light rush into the darkness.
A farm in Montepulciano, Italy.
Kodak 400 T-Max film + Nikon F70 + Tokina ATX-PRO 28-70 f:2.8 // Minolta DIMAGE IV scanner
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in"density"
perché tante piccole cose
messe l'una accanto all'altra
rendono l'esistenza
densa emozione
baci e abbracci!
:)
| if the light... |
If the light could be a caress...
Today's soundtrack: If the Light, Micky Green
Please view it large on Black
Model ¤ Bérénice