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Great eye.  Gorgeous shot.  Delicate and evocative.  

Beautiful composition.  Very Zen, as much as I hate to use that word out of its rigorous context...  

Beautiful work, Andrea.  Dazzling interplay of rational/geometric fields with dreamy/imagination world of shadows and penumbras therewith.  Love the the little figurines of the cyclist and the skater in the rational portion amongst other details.  Ciao, -h.

Ciao Andrea,

This is my favorite in the "Music Bridge" series partly because of my penchant for asymmetry and in part because of the subtle interplays that I discern in this image. I like how the lonesome tottering walker shows up (it reminds me of the image of a chromosome also!) -- s/he is yet another 'bridge', in a symbolic sense, acting as the transition between the brash reality of the man-made architecture and the misty grey fields of dreamy landscape (what are the 2 spots?) that fill the other triangular half of the image.  (The tonal range is soothing to my eyes).  Good catch, tightly composed and elegantly post-processed.  Belated Happy New Year, -h.

Hi Gunnar, 

I am very pleasantly surprised by this and the other recent picture.  Surprised because it is a big leap from all that I have seen (probably ill seen) in your past work.  There is a "letting go" involved here.  Letting go with respect to the imposed rigid geometric rules.  It is not as rigidly rational and instead tries to find the dance of life through the chaos, movement and flight of fancy more than through the confines of intellectual control.  It must be vivifying.  (I hope you forgive me for speaking so openly; I only mean to express how I feel, knowing that I may sound presumptuous at times.)  As much as I highly enjoyed perusing most of your previous works, these last two are much closer to my heart in the manner in which they "capture" life and dance with the song of life.   I love the movement of expressions/faces from the boy staring dreamily with open mouth to the man who seems to have been caught in a moment of ecstasy/oblivion to the front boy who is almost like the jester in King Lear's court: it is a beautiful dance of life juxtaposed against the enigmatic spiral pattern adding another layer of movement and mystery.  I look forward to seeing more.  Kind regards, -h.

Thank you very much, Ruud.  Kind regards, -h.

Thanks for your visit and comments, Wolfgang.  I see your point about the road protruding on the edge causing distraction on the top left.  Unfortunately nothing to be done here to remedy that given how I captured it, even if I were to remove or reduce the frame, it would not change this, as I looked into it after reading your comment.  Best regards, -h.

Thanks very much, Sadgeh jan.  I am glad you enjoyed this.  Good to see you around PN again :)

That is precisely how I felt exploring "Dashte Moghan" landscape (or perhaps dreamscape is more fitting) for the first time last May -- that beautifully strange and largely unknown land full of mysteries and surprises at each turn.  The sort of place one needs to visit several times to really begin to attempt to capture it...here I was mesmerized by its strange beauty and did what I could.

Good point, Jack.  Is the revised title "unclever" enough?  Seriously... :) Appreciate your feedback as always. -h.

Elegant composition, Wolfgang.  Evocative, meditative (and likely provocative to some though not to me).  I disagree with the suggestion of lowering the horizon to lessen the snow area; I think it will get off kilter and significantly shatter the subtle equilibrium carefully achieved.  Muss es sein?  Es Muss Sein!  That said, and only as a passing thought, I may have been inclined at the end to remove any trace of vignetting in the snow on the bottom edges and may be also on the top edges making it stretch more unfettered at either end into the continuum, as it were.  Best wishes, -h.

Thanks for your recent visits and comments, Rajat.  And best wishes to you for 2013, -h.

Beautiful expression, the graceful hands and its interplay with his pensive countenance are interesting to contemplate. Regards, -h

Dank u wel, Ruud! Groeten, -h.

You have seized this at a very good moment.  The position of the boy and the converging glances towards his direction together with his stolid indiference to all that make for an interesting silent drama.  Happy New Year, Ruud!

My favorite in this folder. Happy New Year Drew!

Sadegh jan,

By far my favorite in this recent folder.  (Happy birthday slightly ahead of time :)

ghorbanat, -h

PS There is a consistent typo in the titles of the photos in this folder: Athens is missing the "s". (Do not interpret what I am saying phonetically or we will have more problems with the Greeks! Lol)

Thanks to Maurizio Moro & Sadegh Miri for their comments on the previous version of this photograph. 

"this clonic earth

see-saw she is blurred in sleep

... ashen woad" (SB)

-- this is what springs to my callow mind contemplating this audacious see-sawing piece of beauty.  Your aspirin is on me. -h

My heartfelt thanks for your sedulous attention to my work.  I only hope, forlorn hope perhaps, that your precious time spent watching and reflecting on my "disjecta" is somehow worthwhile.  With deep gratitude, -h.

Dear Jack & Donna: Thank you as ever for your visit and your feedback.  I had to muster a lot of courage to post this.  So I must admit that it is encouraging that it passes the muster somehow by acute observers such as you. What persuaded me finally is that I felt it is in earnest; that is the best way I can put it, vague as it may seem, but I believe you know what I mean.  It came about through synthesis of two images: one shot at night in Brussels & another from the graffiti bespattered walls in the a corner of the house wherein Juliet lived, allegedly, in Verona.  So more in keeping with your intuition related to the notion of absinthe imbibing nations than you may have imagined, n'est c'est pas? :) Thanks again, -h.

Always a pleasure to have your take on my work, Gunnar, especially given my high regard for the quality of your work.  (If you are in Brussels again, I will be happy to show you around, taking you to my favorite stomping grounds to shoot etc...)

He is indeed a man of light, Jack.  Your intution on characters is as astute as on artistic details, which by now is no surprise to me whatever.  I spent quite a bit of time with him at the "coffee house" -- drinking tea and smoking these water pipes that are not easy to get going and then not easy to let go of! -- and had him recite much poetry, which he was quite eager to do in good cheer.  The young man reflected in the mirror is one of his disciples so to speak.  An interesting coincidence: he published his first book of poetry exactly when I was born -- the sort of "synchronicity" that would have delighted Nabakov.  -h.