[Poetry] may make us from time to time a little aware of the deeper unnamed feelings which form the substratum of our being, to which we rarely penetrate; for our lives are mostly a constant evasion of ourselves. T.S.Eliot
Sunday, October 29, 2017
Friday, October 13, 2017
Sunset in Mirca
As the days are getting shorter and daylight is dimming, I'm looking more and more often into the pictures of the just gone summer.
Thursday, October 12, 2017
Wednesday, October 11, 2017
Sunday, October 8, 2017
Thursday, October 5, 2017
Tall City
I have kept for too long this image of the latest skyline of Milan stowed away in a folder with all my other pictures "ready" for publishing. Still, for I don't know which reason, I always waited for a right time. It must have my a sense of retention to show the clumsy attempt of some Italian cities to mimic other bigger towns around the World, having much less history, architecture and Art to show off. At last, today, I came across an award-winning picture of Milan, featuring the same modern background, standing upright behind the arch of Garibaldi, in Piazza XXV Aprile.
Wednesday, October 4, 2017
Survivors - I
I'm looking into the "photographic" material that I produced last summer in Croatia, wishing to find few pictures good enough for publishing. The folder counts more or less nine hundreds pictures: which is about thirty rolls of the old film cameras, two rolls per day. An impressive rate, I'd say. Lots of doubles, or triplets with different settings or exposition. I would have run into trouble if I hadn't had a wireless connection through which storing them on my piece of cloud. I wonder how many pictures I would have taken if I had to pay fro the rolls, the film development and the prints. Four?
Now, looking at the crop, I'm not able to declare myself disappointed: I decided deliberately to leave my reflex at home and spend those two weeks with only my mobile at reach. I thought it would and been easier to me to move around an unexplored land and express myself in a place with plenty of unknown opportunities. And I also thought it wouldn't have been worst than my last point-and-shoot. Still, after sitting at the post-processing tool, the result is very bad, unmanageable, sometimes unrecoverable and I can't blame anyone else but me. These pictures are good for a mobile, for Instagram look-like-and-go-by approach, not for memory.
Donji Humac (Croatia)
(Made with my mobile)
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