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Hi Carlos. How I missed seeing your photos (as well as few other masters) here! In this age of production of a billion images per nanosecond, it is rare to come across ones like this. I simply enjoy it for minutes... and come back to look at it again. Then I look at your other images... Lucky me! I hope you and your family are doing fine. My best wishes to you all,

Jack, you can't guess how I am pleased to see your message. Thank you for looking at this image and telling me that you did so. I will be checking instagram soon if only to meet your images more frequently. ... What a great day!

:)) . I will get one of those; perfect reminder sitting at the right place.

This seems to be related to your recent series of "invasion of the skies". Similar theme, on the ground. There is not much room for Eggleston's bicycle anymore... Still so charming, so childishly beautiful... perhaps only for children of an earlier age.

I don't know how to dance. I could never learn it. Cha-cha might have been a first try as my mother loved it and she used to move pleasantly while singing...

Mr. McRitchie makes it seem trivial by this image which shows (in detail, as usual) the directions and steps for all participants, human or otherwise. It is not!

A vibrant jigsaw puzzle inviting the viewer to a partially imaginary child's room. There seems to be some happiness on the other side.

This feels like the best therapy after image bombardment. Still looking at.

No wonder I miss winter the most.

Hi Jack, my friend... It has been quite some time I visited PN under its new ... look. In the meantime I was just lurking infrequently to see your gems. It is not surprising to observe your never diminishing enthusiasm in using photography almost as a method of survival in these times. You continue to inspire me as an artist. Good to see you again.

Full of contrast, energy and charm. I guess it may well be even better upside down.

Lovely girl with a confident look to the photographer. Reminds me of my niece (https://www.photo.net/photo/8587183/Ada).

Oh, why! You have photographed me, dreaming!

Beautifully handled contrasts: Little girl vs the rigid background. White building vs the dark ones. Curved road arising at the corner... Man-made scene embedded within nature. And, the perfect timing. Admirable indeed.

Beautifully handled contrasts: Little girl vs the rigid background. White building vs the dark ones. Curved road arising at the corner... Man-made scene embedded within nature. And, the perfect timing. Admirable indeed.

Just the kind of portrait I always wanted to shoot.

It somehow looks not like an artefact (as a photograph) but like the real thing (the person). Admired.

After a long hiatus, I returned to see the new PN and I have tried to look at some images selected automatically.

Not to my surprise, the only image I stopped to look at was one of my friend's. One unmistakeably McRitchie.

 

Jack, your images never fail to make me feel special or lucky.

I have no idea how you cook them (pardon the verb), and I will not be asking for a recipe anyway.

I just want to say that they always taste delicious. They somehow stimulate some neurons a few centimeters above my taste buds.

Thank you, Jack.

This feels pleasantly voyeuristic. I know the view is intended to be seen and this is not a personal space in any sense... Still, she looks relaxed (as if at home) and she is already being observed by an imaginary person. Your unusual framing may also have something to do in inducing this feeling.

Frames within a frame... I count the hat of the ghost at right a well. 

Jack, I would happily visit an exhibition of yours and I will certainly get a book of yours... if you ever have one printed. Please, consider surprising us!

 

 

I can see the path, the bushes, the trees and the sky. And I can imagine the couple hiding somewhere. I can even guess where the creek might be. 

What abstract!

 

 

Your touch has just made a boring day shine!

 

Left to right, bottom to top, front to back; precisely composed in every direction. I am mesmerized. Needs to be marked for your next exhibition, I guess. 

A "double selfie", in a sense. Divided by space/time.

Jeff, thank you for your visit and the comment.

It all started when I "saw" a face, with an ambivalent expression, on the rock. (Reminds me of a smiling frog, if that helps you spot it).

The rock was near a path making it someone like a gatekeeper, hence the allegory of a hotel receptionist. We don't know where the path goes and we can not be sure if a return trip is possible... The title forces the viewer/reader to complete it with the unsaid part of the famous lyrics: "... but you can never leave!".

Sharing the same memories! It is indeed a love thing, a true one. 

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You have squeezed almost a lifetime in here, in those looks... That is perhaps why I keep looking at them.

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I can't help seeing you in your son's face, by the way. 

Scene from a film noir, in color. 

Perfect time and mood for meditation.

I swear it was darker when I started to watch...

And I love those faintly seen leaves at the other side of the screen... I like to think them as hinting at an impossible love...

Breath in... breath out.