Monday, June 04, 2007

Spirit Photos























Places in-between fascinate.

14 comments:

Mavin said...

I can see you already started your city adventures in the depths of candy and antique stores. I started mine today by buying an entomology book from a local book shop called The Twig near the Nature Trails off of Broadway.



PS - I like your hair in the reflection. :D I didn't realize it was you at first, I thought it was a fake mannequin psychic holding a ball that was lit up behind the glass and the white mesh that was encompassing her made it even more convincing til I clicked on the picture and saw for myself who it was, you..... lol :)

Princess Haiku said...

This is a real picture. You know Princess Haiku is a ghost so of course she looks like this. :)

Mavin said...

"Your eyes can deceive you, don't trust them." - Obi-wan Kenobi



There's still transparent fiction left to harness.... ghostly indeed.

AscenderRisesAbove said...

yes; they are truly fascinating - that top one: wow!

d. chedwick bryant said...

these photos are all so layered!

Indeterminacy said...

Somany colors, collages, reflections and impressions. It's a great series, culminating in an amazing self-portrait.

-Suzie- said...

Very interesting! It is everywhere, these places in-between!

Karla said...

Very fun! More beautiful than most of my photos with this theme, since I mostly photograph windows because there's something peculiar in them. But perhaps I should try this as a theme...

A's Journey said...

Just like a nice afternoon walking. Ice-cream, sun and lots of good stuff that invite oneself to buy something.

Good pictures!

lotusgreen said...

where's that last place? i like those rugs!

Princess Haiku said...

You are right "a" I did have ice cream that day. lotus, I will email you.

Jorge Alves said...

Wow!

lotusgreen said...

reminder :^)

Poetry said...

14 June 2007



Of Fly Catchers and hidden lakes.


Of sleeping lizards and morning dew.

It is of birdsong and misty dawns

and fleeced clouds floating in a still pool.


The waters ripple awake in the gathering morn.





The first water birds head out for the far shore.