Poet
“… Poet: Tell her she is your veil,
Tell her she’s your rudder, tell him you’re a sailor
Wherever she is, where that it goes, talk to her emotions, talk to her tenderness
Tell her she’s your house and your last address.
Poet, the magic of your words have melted into tears and she came back.. “
(Claude Barzotti – Poet)
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2. Time
You have a wonderful way with these photos of elders doing ordinary things. The second one took a risk – I wouldn’t associate that processing with that type of photo, but I think it works perfectly – it really complements the subject. Together, they make a thoughtful mini photo essay.
Studying seniors is one of the things which fascinates me and I am not losing any moment in capturing moments relevant to the subject.
Thank you for your comments.
I’m glad you’re making this a priority because you’re really good at it! 🙂
Tell him I’m alive! Tell Him I’m a blue-purple-red-green skein!