"Have you ever noticed that when you truly appreciate something or someone, it’s almost as if the space between you disappears for a short while? In a way, you become one with it, simply by being present. If you see something amazingly beautiful, like a new type of flower or animal, for a moment there’s just this sheer awe;but then someone tells you its name, and from that moment on whenever you look at it again the name immediately pops into your mind. So, when I photograph, I go back to that state of not-knowing, just pure childlike awe.
This silent connection with the subject is the most important ingredient I’m looking for in every image. It may be a withered leaf, a flower, a human-being or a pet, but this fundamental ingredient must always be there. Ideally, I try to interpret this connection into my images and transfer that to the viewers.”
Friends, you’re welcome to look at some of my recent nature-related works in this link.
Hope you enjoy the collection, and if you do, kindly vote with the “Appreciation” button at the bottom, so that more people will see it.
More works can be seen in the various galleries on my site and FB page:
Why I Wake Early
Hello, sun in my face.
Hello, you who make the morning
and spread it over the fields
and into the faces of the tulips
and the nodding morning glories,
and into the windows of, even, the
miserable and the crotchety—
best preacher that ever was,
dear star, that just happens
to be where you are in the universe
to keep us from ever-darkness,
to ease us with warm touching,
to hold us in the great hands of light—
good morning, good morning, good morning.
Watch, now, how I start the day
in happiness, in kindness.
"At age 110, Alice Herz-Sommer the world’s oldest pianist and oldest holocaust survivor, retains an unshakeable faith in the beauty of life and humanity, not unlike an awestruck child. She maintains that even the bad is beautiful, for it is part of life. To this day, Alice lives alone in her North London home, and practices the piano each day for two hours in the morning and two in the afternoon. People from everywhere come to listen outside of her building. She is the ‘lady in number six’. To claim that music is and has always been her salvation would be an understatement, in Alice’s own words: “I felt that this is the only thing which helps me to have hope… a sort of religion, actually. Music is God.”
She is so beautiful…
In your light I learn how to love.
In your beauty, how to make poems.
You dance inside my chest,
where no one sees you,
but sometimes I do,
and that sight becomes this art.
~Excerpted from The Essential Rumi. 1995. Translated by Coleman Barks with John Moyne.
[Photo: ‘In Unison’ by www.alexgreenshpun.com]
Saranagathi - Surrender
Raga: Navaroj — composed by Manavasi V. Ramaswamy Iyer in 1914