I could de-rail it by asking questions about him.
Or by rambling on and on about my supposed 'art'. You are right though, it is pretty. I should photoshop it, just because I can.
Your welcome, I suppose. Hehehe.
I could de-rail it by asking questions about him.
Or by rambling on and on about my supposed 'art'. You are right though, it is pretty. I should photoshop it, just because I can.
Your welcome, I suppose. Hehehe.
For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?Eliot
I am very disappointed with Oscar for preferring art over nature.That makes me think of that Wallas Stevens poem "The Anecdote of the Jar." However, I must admit that I only enjoy nature in very small doses. On the other hand doing without it entirely is also anathema to me.
Heathciliffe, your picture is beautiful.
And Neely, I think that must be a universal struggle. It isn't wrong to want to travel. I, too, long to visit Italy and France. I wish I was fantastically rich and could have homes all over the world!
"The important thing is not to stop questioning. Curiosity has its' own reason for existing." ~ Albert Einstein
"Remember, no matter where you go, there you are." Buckaroo Bonzai "Some people say I done alright for a girl." Melanie Safka
Yes you are quite correct about the yearning for other places, other people and cultures being something that many of us feel I’m sure.
Don’t be disappointed in Oscar in preferring art over nature – to Oscar art was life. If you allow yourself to dwell upon his thoughts long enough, you too will see that he is correct in this point and in all things. I’ll just leave you with this passage, plucked almost at random, from his much mocked America lecture tour of 1882. It shows Wilde’s seriousness to the position of art in life even then and is quite beautiful, even if he is heavily indebted and influenced by Pater and Ruskin here:
Love art for its own sake, and then all things that you need will be added to you.
This devotion to beauty and to the creation of beautiful things is the test of all great civilized nations. Philosophy may teach us to bear with equanimity the misfortunes of our neighbours, and science resolve the moral sense into a secretion of sugar, but art is what makes the life of each citizen a sacrament and not a speculation, art is what makes the life of the whole race immortal.
For beauty is the only thing that time cannot harm. Philosophies fall away like sand, and creeds follow one another like the withered leaves of autumn; but what is beautiful is a joy for all seasons and a possession for all eternity.
Oscar Wilde “The English Renaissance of Art”.
Quite beautiful and true, I'm sure you'll agree.
Well, photography is my small hobby. So, judge my works))
Photos from one old house.
http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs42/i/20...es_forever.jpg
http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs42/i/20...es_forever.jpg
Fortune
http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs48/i/20...es_forever.jpg
The "Sedov Ship"
http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs48/i/20...es_forever.jpg
My friends
http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs43/i/20...es_forever.jpg
http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs43/f/20...es_forever.jpg
Pier. The Baltic Sea.
http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs25/f/20...es_forever.jpg
http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs26/f/20...es_forever.jpg
http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs25/f/20...es_forever.jpg
http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs31/i/20...es_forever.jpg
http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs28/f/20...es_forever.jpg
Last edited by Le_Iris; 03-07-2010 at 10:29 AM.
C'est sexy le ciel de Californie...
They're great photos. I particularly like the first and the third.Originally Posted by Le_Iris
Last edited by Veho; 03-08-2010 at 11:57 PM.
"...You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?..." E. A. Poe
They are great photos Iris. I think the second one most interesting, and the third is very nicely done.
LET THERE BE LIGHT
"Love follows knowledge." – St. Catherine of Siena
My literature blog: http://ashesfromburntroses.blogspot.com/
Ahh, yes. I agree with Virgil. I like the second one.
For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?Eliot
here's a picture in my mother's backyard from when we had 18 inches of snow. My great niece decided to name the snowman Maurice
What Are You Crazy!!!
That's a great picture/group shot. Why can't I get everyone to smile when I attempt these type family photos? Is that you in the sunglasses? I love all of your smiles....cute snowman - Maurice...hahah...is that you mom in the middle? She looks a little like you.
"It's so mysterious, the land of tears."
Chapter 7, The Little Prince ~ Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
yes Janine, that's me in the red jacket and my mom is next to me.
What Are You Crazy!!!
First person to correctly name the airframes pictured gets a worthless internet cookie!
Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better, it's not.
If I say they are aeroplanes do I win?
Nicen!!
Did you take those?
For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?Eliot
Well, they are airplanes...
Yeah, I took those this past summer and fall.
Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better, it's not.
Spring is here
Ah! Very neat! My town is still frozen, we usually get spring in April (but I can't wait).
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-Pi
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