The title says it all. Taken somewhere on the east side of Manhattan on October 18, 2012 with a Sony NEX 5N and legacy Canon 50mm f1.4 FD lens (with adapter).
Intimations of Mortality
On stones mossed with hot dust, no shade but the thin, useless shadows of roadside grasses;
into the wood’s gloom, staring back at the blue flowers on stalks thin as threads.The green slime – a thicket of young trees standing in brown water;
with knobs like muscles, a naked tree stretches up,
dead; and a dead duck, head sunk in the water as if diving.The tide is out. Only a pool is left on the creek’s stinking mud…..
Extract from “Sunday Walks in the Suburbs” in “The Poems of Charles Reznickoff 1918-1975“.
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah!!!
“Every time I see your face it reminds me of the places we used to go…” sings Ringo Starr in his song Photograph, co-written with George Harrison on a yacht in the south of France in 1971. Much of the world may not be aware that Ringo is also a photographer who chronicled the frequent travels of The Beatles during their heyday in the 1960s.
Another celebrity photographer. Interesting, but I think he should keep the day job.
Reflections of Fall
Indian Brook Falls Revisited
I was looking back over some old posts when I came across one called Indian Brook Falls. Although the post contained a number of images, only one of them was actually of the falls – and that one was in black and white.
So I thought I’d remedy that situation by providing a few more: in color this time.
