Posts Tagged ‘land’

Bodhran & Tin Whistle – Salmon’s Leap

March 17, 2010

A video featuring pictures of the Irish countryside and music

by Celia and Marc of the Irish duo Salmon’s Leap —

www.salmonsleap.com 

[A bodhran is a hand-held goatskin drum used in traditional

Irish music. The tin whistle (also called the tinwhistle,

whistle, penny whistle, Irish whistle, feadóg, or feadóg stain)

is a simple six-holed woodwind instrument.]

Quote of the Day

October 25, 2009

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I see my photographs as

meditations, it is as simple 

as that. To be understood,

they must be experienced––

felt, seen, known. Consequently,

I often use the medium of the

landscape, for everyone, in some

small way, has some very personal

relation to the land––thus they are

ready (and willing) to come in

 

to look, if not into, at least at the landscapes I produce. I have

trapped them then!

 

For if l have made the concept of the photographs strong enough,

the viewer will begin to still himself for, indeed, I make Still

photographs — and with the coming stillness comes the

possibility of a deep meditational understanding and seeing.

 

And seeing leads to Vision. And my photographs are there

mainly as pointers, indications, of a vision of possibilities

where stillness and silence abound — and where Light is

understood to be a substantial reality.

 

My photographs are my greatest teachers. It is my hope

that they offer a moment of pleasure to my viewers —

and perhaps a tiny hit of (mutual?) understanding …

but, as always, I have no expectations.

 

Thomas Joshua Cooper

(1946-    )

American Photographer

Children’s Poem: Sandman Dan

September 13, 2009

Sandman Dan --

 

image & poem

© Diane Beaty

 

 

Daniel Frog I am often called,

though you can call me Dan. I live

within a lily pond; I’m working

for ‘the man’. I jump and sweep

the waters deep for a special

type of sand which helps a sleepy

little one travel to Dreamland.

 

I’m not well-known by anyone –

my secret’s meant to keep – even

you will forget me soon when you

drift off to sleep. So off you go

to Wonderland, and before your nap

is through, I shall slip back to my

lily pad, collect more sand for you.

 

                    © Diane Beaty

Poem: A Moment’s Clatter

August 22, 2009

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                               Rainbow species’ spacious

                               life. Islands formed by

 

                               raucous nature. Tides below

                               the lifted land. Waters known

 

                               to captivate, revel in

                               all worldly color. Dolphins

 

                               of the brimming sea

                               direction is a reckoning.

 

                               Bent lines, straight lines,

                               longer flats are what

 

                               we wear to each year’s

                               prom. Who could match this

 

                               glistening, the way things

                               open down to nothing?

 

                                                        © Diane Beaty

 

 

Please note: The poem is mine, but the photo used to accompany this post is a clipart photo. Unfortunately, I don’t have the photographer’s name.

 

 

Poem: A Finger’s Stretch

August 22, 2009

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                                   Fire dying in upon itself till

                                   all is ash or hearth —

 

                                   undone, we slip into the folds

                                   of dawn – move simply, gently

 

                                   ever on – and where a creviced

                                   rock will stand we lay

 

                                   ourselves upon the land like

                                   melted froth of winter’s snow;

 

                                   and gather to us what will

                                   grow, and gather up this raucous

 

                                   din to settle near and ever in –

                                   nature’s patterned slip towards

 

                                   death the one kept distance

                                   near us, yet we sit here green

 

                                   among the pines where trickles

                                   roar these twining vines.

 

                                                              © Diane Beaty 

 

Please note: The poem is mine, but the photo used to accompany this post is a clipart photo. Unfortunately, I don’t have the photographer’s name.

 

 

Quote of the Day

August 18, 2009

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The landscapes that appear in

my photographs are about

ideas about the land through

time; they are, for me,

landscapes of mind…

as mysterious and as full

of unknown forces as

[they have been] through

history.

 

 

Carl Chiarenza

(1935 –    )

American Photographer

Centennial Land Run

August 4, 2009

 

© marvin908

© marvin908

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The Lake 3

July 26, 2009

 

© C.A.R.L.O.

© C.A.R.L.O.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Heart beat

July 9, 2009

 

© Retinol

© Retinol

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Glenora Sunset – half HDR

July 8, 2009

 

© Robert Scott Photography.ca

© Robert Scott Photography.ca

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Photographer’s note: This is half HDR, half Original RAW photograph.