Photographer's Note
Comes the cankerous rush of spring, when the earth will fecundate and get soft and produce forms that are but to die, multiply - And a thousand splendours sweep across the March sky, and moons with raving moons that you see throught drunken pine boughs snapping - When the river with her loaden humus gets heavier at the bank, because of the melting of caky stiffnesses that'd had the earth seallocked in her vaunted tomb of Hard - And there'll be laughter in the melting earth tonight - And there'll be sawdust, trees, woman thighs, river bends, starlight, backporches, more babies, young husbands, beer - There'll be singing in the April tree tops...
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jack Kerouac, Visions of Gerard
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Galeota
(10352) 2005-04-16 9:54
Ok. While reading your text I was thinking that ducth Coffee Shops were selling the best "pastries* ever. Perhaps a new arrival from Afghanistan or the Atlas. Then I saw it's "just" Kerouac. Well, I was expecting some more from your blond curles. This is a nice amusement with light, DOF, tones, grain, Spring, pines, whatever. Seems almost like an IR photograph.
Tavo
(587) 2005-04-16 13:23
Jorrit, some time ago, guess it was with your picture of concentration camp fence or stuff like that, I asked a rhetoric question whether your quite strange shots are taken intentionally so, whether you know what you do, or you come by chance to unexpected results and after you find them interesting you add to them "retroactively" certain reasoning and sense, inspired by the picture. You were then kind enough to answer that you actually know what and how you shoot, that idea comes hand in hand with a scene and your vision (if I remember correctly).
Following question, to this picture: (just briefly) what comes first - remembering Kerouac, or lying in the forest and just for fun shooting from a frog perspective, or- again- together. I would bet - third is true, you feel and think and live this way and your ability to express it (no matter that in such a syncretic form) is talent, very specific, though. And it is not only comprehensible, it is convincing. I can’t say I like it (I am totally different), but I understand it, I feel it, I am even impressed. So, I maybe let it be, rather than try to formulate - why. The photo is not good, Kerouac might be disputable, but together it works.
(Maybe I even like it after all?)
PeterB
ale
(1819) 2005-04-17 4:30
Hoi mooi prins,
this is strange for sure!
You always find the perfect note and quote for aaallll kind of shots....but are you sure that just the pine boughs were drunken here? ;-)
Great mood as always!
Kussen
Bos
(628) 2005-04-17 7:30
Playing with some maglites and a jacket filled with beer, i think those pines were the least drunk in that forest... There were some other guys that had alot more booze in their bodies...
Photo Information
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Copyright: Jorrit van der Molen (Proxilva)
(2157)
- Genre: Lieux
- Medium: Noir & blanc
- Date Taken: 2004-00-00
- Categories: Nature
- Camera: leica R4, 50mm
- Versions: version originale
- Date Submitted: 2005-04-16 9:23