Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Lethe Waters


PHOTOGRAPHER'S JOURNAL: Sometimes they are cared for, nestled beside a church or on a hillside on the edge of town or even when they appear unexpectedly along a wooded stretch of dirt road or in the middle of a farmer's field. I also find them abandoned, overgrown in the middle of the woods or beside an auto dealership or next to a strip mall. Outposts of time where even the blank stones whisper - stand there like the men and women and children too who once they were when they animated this place, and I marvel at Earth's relentless spin.

4 comments:

Grandma said...

You've combined a plethora of textures with the calm of the reflective water. Nice, very nice.

Trotter said...

Hi Ted! Fabulous!!

Sorry for the rush!! I’ll be off for my official week holiday but Blogtrotter Two will be showing you the road to a wonderful setting: Costa Smeralda!! Enjoy, leave your comments and have a great weekend and week ahead!

Emery Roth said...

Thanks, Jane. THis is as far from simple photo processing as I've ever taken a landscape. It's good to know others find some of the same qualities I do in it.

TROTTER: So, where does a Trotter who seems to travel perpetually go on an, "official week off"? I thought you were always vacationing.

Trotter said...

Not always; actually, much less than when I was always officially travelling... ;))