Tuesday, 3 October 2017

Close Proximity

Get in close, then get in even closer. 

Fill the frame. Fill it up with creativity. 

Fill it with inanimate objects:



Or perhaps with nature:

       


        

         





Sunday, 1 October 2017

Garden

“A faint clap of thunder Clouded skies,
Perhaps rain comes 
Will you stay here with me?” 

― Makoto Shinkai, The Garden of Words

A garden. It can mean different things for different people. Maybe for you it's an eyesore or just another part of the house that is a hassle to handle. For others, it's an extension of their home. A place they can go to in order to escape their troubles.

For me well, it was and still forever will be a canvas to which I can bend to my very will. I can shape it and make it my own, add things and remove but most importantly a place I can photograph. Once I have designed this secret world of mine to my liking, I photograph it. Nature, flowers, trees, shrub, flora, they eventually wilt but forever will I cherish the photos of this second home and never forget my adventures. 

A garden is really something else. It truly is magical.

     


    


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