I think these are pretty creative. There’s this cloud that follows me and disappears when I look to see.
See the entire series in the “Pet Cloud” section of his portfolio >>
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I think these are pretty creative. There’s this cloud that follows me and disappears when I look to see.
See the entire series in the “Pet Cloud” section of his portfolio >>
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afghanistan
india
burma
thailand
Some wonderful colorful photography by Steve McCurry across eastern asia. Beautiful and fun stuff from a land that is making do with what they’ve got.
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This is from who knows where. But it come’s from Yimmy’s Yayo tumblr, Visual crack for the ocular fiend.
It has so much great stuff.
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photography by Lorena Moreno
excerpted …
(“Somehow I had assumed that the past stood still, in perfected effigies of itself, and that what we had once possessed remained our possession forever, and that at least the past, our past, our childhood, waited, always available, at the touch of a nerve, did not deteriorate like the untended house of an aging mother, but stood in pristine perfection, as in our remembrance. I see that this isn’t so, that memory decays like the rest, is unstable in its essence, flits, occludes, is variable, sidesteps, bleeds away, eludes all recovery; worse, is not what it seemed once, alters unfairly, is not the intact garden we remember but, instead, speeds away from us backward terrifically until when we pause to touch that sun-remembered wall the stones are friable, crack and sift down… and we could cry at the fierceness of that velocity if our astonished eyes had time.”
-Eric Ormsby, Childhood House-)
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ok maybe a little cheesy, but apt I thought. i know, it’s like a sad clown painting but … well:
(souce = msnbc.com)
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Edouard Boubat
Jardin de Luxembourg, premiere neige, Paris
1956
Collection de la Maison Europeenne de la Photographie, Paris
I love the transition of textures from the trees to the people to the chairs and that one random person on the bottom left who’s totally missing it.