It's fun to rediscover these pictures that I take at the beach when on vacation like this as I often forget about them and here it is almost time to be going back once again. I'm exhausted and can hardly wait as it's been since last August that I got any real time off and I'd really like to take two weeks off in a row if I could. Oh well, we will see how things go. In the meantime until we go I have some time to contemplate these older photos that I took at the Outer Banks with my family. They are so moody as I look at them here and think about that wonderful state of relaxation on this early morning of July 1st, 2011 here at 12:29AM in northern Virginia. Cheers and stay-tuned for more really soon. TONY
I gotta say it, I love these incredibly primal and visceral and dark pastel-like landscapes that are at the close of day and the start of night : what does it all mean?!? What does it all have in stock for me / for the others? How will we all filter this mood and this natural sentiment of Nature as it morphs right before our very senses?!? How many of them are actually awake to any of this anyway? Cheers ... TONY
I'm so exhausted anyway right now. I'm so all out of gas / energy evades me completely now. The emptiness, the running so utterly now on empty. I do it so often. I push myself so often just a wee bit more and am always thrilled that I did. It's always worth that extra thrust or two, no matter what.
The grays and the darks, the absences of cadmium bright colors. The washing away, the disappearing acts, the straining to see, the searching in shadows, the hiding the wanting to shine light on something/someone? The stress of the not knowing ...
The last gasps of intense brighter blue light. The richness of that blue above. The last embrace of it visually. The last or next to very last blink of my eyes before that color is stole away / whisked and vanished away from mine now very hungry-ravenous, soon-to-be-desperate eyes and fed on by mine other senses - all so alarmingly soon/ spoon feed me quick!
Rush me to home! Rush me safety! Rush / thrust - gush - gash - SPLLLAAAAAA LALAL LA LA LASH me along! I'm all done in! All disposaled at yours - you - their - Nature's delectable/delirious-impossible-t-read disposal-betrothal-ignoble-global-stro-stro-strobal. Ah yes - do with me as you will, I'm all yours shades of darks and grays and blues and some fading quickly tans, too. Cheers, TONY Onto now the arts of artificial lights ...
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