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Posts tagged “natural lighting

DJD: The Diagnosis

Just in: DJD/ Degenerative Joint Disease/ AKA Osteoarthritis.

Prognosis: incurable. This explains why I’ve been couch-bound for 4 days, strapped to a heating pad, barely able to walk after reaching in for a gallon of milk.

Could’ve been worse. Finger on my pulse, yep; still here. 🫀


Curtain

Film. 11.3.22.

Me & You

Shadow. 10.28.22.


All in All

All love. ❤️


Today

Photo credit: Josh. iPhone SE. 7.1.22.


Wall.

Bedroom wall. iPhone SE. 8.29.22.


Xanadu

Today: Downtown Jeffersonville; Meyer-Optik Gorlitz Orester 135/2.8 film

Meyer-Optik Gorlitz Primolpan 58/1.9 film


Dreamscape: Today

Dreaming…

Parking lot: 3.20.22. iPhone SE. Vintage. (Purple hair no more…) So black it’s blue…


Day by Day

I move away from the madness

Storm the fort

Day by day

Taking red

Then yellow

Green and Blue

Until the great black sea

Has been swallowed up

By the rainbow

Deam Lake: 3.17.22. iPhone SE. Vintage.


Picnic

Deam Lake. 3.17.22. Idyllic paradise…


Wish You Were Here

❤️

Deam Lake. Vintage. iPhone SE. Today: 3.17.22.


Eggs

iPhone SE. 3.12.22.


Tintype: Self

iPhone SE. 3.10.22.


Vintage: Self

Don’t give away your secrets…


Feline

Shoopy Doop in natural window lighting: iPhone SE- TT vintage. 3.4.22.

Time Capsule: Tintype

Taken yesterday, by Silver Creek with one of my favourite people in the world- my son, Brian, (who’s even more private than I am). The apple doesn’t fall far they say…


Galaxies

IPhone SE ; Bubbles. Gas station street art. 2.15.22. Photowalk with Josh.


Black and White

Still a monochromejunkie…

Shoopy Doop: Black and White (ish). iPhone SE. 2.21.22.


Birth

Gas station street art: oil and water. Iphone SE. 2.10.22.

The Birth

Eyes squeezed
Liquid
Pours into the mouth
No matter how tight it may be

Murky depths and water
Flood the slitted eyes
Death in its black and hollow cave
Extends a hand, quickly
Slapped back by the light
Which is growing yellow
Fat and bright

Wraps itself around the scene
Like a cobra
Shedding its last skin

The breath which was muted
Comes fast and loud and rough
Eyes burst open
Liquid spills and rolls down little hills

A final sigh as breath is held
Smiles are passed around like Cuban cigars
In the other room

More liquid
Filling and spilling from eyes
The baby cries

-B. Lindsey (original)
9/7/13


H E A L

Iphone SE. 2.8.22. Photowalk.