SUBIDA – rise
Tue 6th Dec, 2011
17:29
17:29
Similar image to the one from last time. This time it is from Portugal’s nice town Porto. These are the stairs on the old central market place.
What should I write more, I ask? I have no idea. I like this image due to its texture and old photo like feeling, but otherwise, nothing special. Are you sometimes sick of of yourself to produce these kind of soul-less images?
What an empty and sad thing to say, Richard. You need to learn to read between the voids, at the life that exists even there to be found.
It’s a nice image, I like it, and you must too, for taking the time to revisit it, and post it on your site. It may not be the greatest image ever, or that you have done, it may not be this deep, personal, insightful, photographic representation of some inner feeling, emotion, or whatnot… But, that’s allright, it, you, life, doesn’t have to be that all the time… Sometimes it’s just taking pleasure in the quiet moments, for there in silence, in nothingness, there is something to be gotten, taken in, learned, if one is only willing to listen, even listening visually.
Like this image, I looked upon it naturally before reading what you wrote, and yes, granted it may be nothing to write home about, but also certainly nothing to be blithely dismissed either. I saw the life in the image, the countless souls who traversed those stairs, exited through those iron gates out into the sunshine, or who ran into this area from a rain or weather to seek shelter… Look, you can see them there, ghosts of having passed through this point, scaled those stairs… That structure served a purpose, it had meaning, value, for what it served for. It can be told in it’s walls, corners, railing that have felt the passing touch of many a hand, steps that have bore the brunt of countless feet of young,old, and size… textures of the life and world and people who pass through here not giving it a care or notice or regard of a life served towards it purpose in what it was built for and now serves… honor and repect it, it’s life, it’s soul. And that of you who must have felt something to compel you to capture this scene, of you taking the time to care, notice, and regard to do so… and now this photo which now preserves this existence.
Or, don’t. :-)
I love your comments Jeff, they bring always energy to me.Thank you!