There is THIS Spot. Where ALL comes in tune. In a single Sparkle: The Sun. The Pond. The Wind. And my Eyes.
29 June 2017
Sparkling Moments
Fresh Pond, Cambridge, Massachusetts
There is THIS Spot. Where ALL comes in tune. In a single Sparkle: The Sun. The Pond. The Wind. And my Eyes.
There is THIS Spot. Where ALL comes in tune. In a single Sparkle: The Sun. The Pond. The Wind. And my Eyes.
24 June 2017
In the Marshland
Great Meadows National Wildlife Refuge, Concord, Massachusetts
Swampy area along Concord River. With two human-made pools. Last owner built these pools. To attract geese and ducks. And then shoot them... Today, the Area is protected. Bringing peace and quiet. And human visitors without rifles... Birds love to congregate here. And especially so in high season. In late July and August. Preparing for the Long Flight to the South...The River is flowing. Undisturbed.
Swampy area along Concord River. With two human-made pools. Last owner built these pools. To attract geese and ducks. And then shoot them... Today, the Area is protected. Bringing peace and quiet. And human visitors without rifles... Birds love to congregate here. And especially so in high season. In late July and August. Preparing for the Long Flight to the South...The River is flowing. Undisturbed.
20 June 2017
Another Kind of Flyer
Moore's Swamp, Concord, Massachusetts
Dragonfly. The Name suggests a mythical fire-breathing monster flying around. With delicately painted four wings. And hardly matched ability to maneuver in the air. Moving in any direction. The sheer speed of these motions shatters continuity. The continuity that gifts bird flight melodic quality. Here, there is this stop-and-fly. With dragon-like facial expressions. Scares and thrills at the same time.
Dragonfly. The Name suggests a mythical fire-breathing monster flying around. With delicately painted four wings. And hardly matched ability to maneuver in the air. Moving in any direction. The sheer speed of these motions shatters continuity. The continuity that gifts bird flight melodic quality. Here, there is this stop-and-fly. With dragon-like facial expressions. Scares and thrills at the same time.
16 June 2017
Seasonal Visitors
Fresh Pond, Cambridge, Massachusetts
Her Latin name is Tachycineta. Comes from Greek "takhukinetos" which means "moving quickly". And what a Flier she is! Watching her acrobatic fly-overs above the Pond is a delight. I know, this is the way she gets her food. But, to me, it goes beyond food. Right into the very nature of who she is... She flies over from the South to raise her family here. And the human-made Bungalows are waiting. Warmly welcomed! Lucky Bird!
Her Latin name is Tachycineta. Comes from Greek "takhukinetos" which means "moving quickly". And what a Flier she is! Watching her acrobatic fly-overs above the Pond is a delight. I know, this is the way she gets her food. But, to me, it goes beyond food. Right into the very nature of who she is... She flies over from the South to raise her family here. And the human-made Bungalows are waiting. Warmly welcomed! Lucky Bird!
12 June 2017
Springtime on Fells
Fells Reservation, Massachusetts
Stepping into the Young Green. Brightness. Lightness. The Energy of Youth. Chipmunk chirps. Crawlers here. Flowers there. Flyers in the air. Vernal pools. Mirroring. Secluded birds. Tweeting: I am here. I am here.
Stepping into the Young Green. Brightness. Lightness. The Energy of Youth. Chipmunk chirps. Crawlers here. Flowers there. Flyers in the air. Vernal pools. Mirroring. Secluded birds. Tweeting: I am here. I am here.
06 June 2017
Among Birds
Fresh Pond, Cambridge, Massachusetts
Springtime. Chirps. Trills. Tweets. I am Magnetized with their Melodic Speech. On branches. In the Air. Always moving. Mesmerizing. Pjer is photoing. Reminds me of the Georges Duthuit's words in his book Chinese Mysticism and Modern Painting:
Springtime. Chirps. Trills. Tweets. I am Magnetized with their Melodic Speech. On branches. In the Air. Always moving. Mesmerizing. Pjer is photoing. Reminds me of the Georges Duthuit's words in his book Chinese Mysticism and Modern Painting:
When the Chinese artist paints, what matters is the concentration of thought and the prompt vigorous response of the hand to the directing will... He who deliberates and moves his brush intent on making a picture, misses to a still greater extent the art of painting. Draw bamboos for ten years, become a bamboo, then forget all about bamboos when you are drawing...
