The internet can be a good thing.

Wow. WOW. I discovered ffffl*ckr today. Photo feast for my eyes. I've heard about it, checked it out before, but didn't understand it. Today I learned. If you enjoy looking through photographs this site will bring you much happiness. It's great because it lets you bookmark your faves and there's a plethora of interesting photography thanks to flickr. 


Can't wait to add more. Where do find inspiring photography?

Stories of Old

I stumbled upon the Libray of Congress' photostream on flickr. I could spend days looking through these pictures. I was surprised to find out that the Istanbul (Constantinople) pictures, especially #2 and #3, are photochrom and not photographs (more about photochroms).

Turkey between 1890-1900

School in New York between 1910 - 1915

(notice the captions on the photographs)

Show Me

Sing me no song! Read me no rhyme!
Don't waste my time, Show me! 

Eliza Doolittle sings these imperatives to Freddy in My Fair Lady. She is talking about romantic love and is frustrated with the words and the unrequited love from Professor Higgins. Romance aside, these lyrics seem fitting for the mass posts, statuses, websites, articles, essays, etc. acknowledging this world's problems, the pain and the hurt. Words are powerful. But words are not enough.

Please don't "expl'ine," Show me! Show me! 
Don't wait until wrinkles and lines 
Pop out all over my brow, 

Show me now!  

The Third & The Seventh

I had to look up this video after hearing about it on NPR. I'm particularly captivated by the first minute and a half. This is a full-CG animated short. Find out more at http://www.thirdseventh.com/. Watch it on full screen, friends.


The Third & The Seventh from Alex Roman on Vimeo.

"Give me your heart," He said.

"Oh, but it's mine!" She knew He would take much better care of her than she ever could. Still, she hesitated.

She had seen His hands at work: His hands mold and shape her from a narrow-minded, selfish child to a daughter of compassion; His reliable, authoritative palm provide for her family to travel across the Pacific numerous times despite the balance in their bank account; His mighty, protective arm stop the SUV from tumbling down a steep hill, and her family kept alive. He was always there.

 

She knew it made sense for Him to keep her heart. The closer she drew to Him the more she saw His splendor. He knew her before she knew herself, even before her parents met. He told her He had majestic plans for her life and she craved for it. Oh, if she would only give Him her heart.