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“Time is a keyhole…. We sometimes bend and peer through it. And the wind we feel on our cheeks when we do -the wind that blows through the keyhole- is the breath of all the living universe.”
Stephen King
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When someone asks me why I love photography I always think about this picture. This peculiar one.
Two girls running to a man.
Except… it’s not true.
That man is my partner and we don’t know those children. They were playing by themselves, totally unaware of the presence of the man passing by.
It kinda gives me goosebumps though, ‘cause he seems, in his dark stillness, sort of a bad guy.
~Corruption of innocence~
This is what this image communicates me. And it’s not prepared: it’s totally fortuitous.
Photography can be amazingly misleading.
An awesome tool in the right hands, but terrible otherwise.
Taken in Waterloo, London, in 2015.
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“Viens, mon beau chat, sur mon coeur amoureux;
Retiens les griffes de ta patte,
Et laisse-moi plonger dans tes beaux yeux,
Mêlés de métal et d'agate.”
— Charles Baudelaire
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Flower in the crannied wall,
I pluck you out of the crannies,
I hold you here, root and all, in my hand,
Little flower—but if I could understand
What you are, root and all, and all in all,
I should know what God and man is.
Zuraika Arromen Redo, 2017.
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