Posted in Camera Lucida Photo Challenge: Hidden
Photography and Poetry
“Not a visible enthusiasm but a hidden one, an excitement burning with a cold flame.”
Patrick Süskind
Behind the Fence
Posted in Camera Lucida Photo Challenge: Hidden
Photography and Poetry
“Not a visible enthusiasm but a hidden one, an excitement burning with a cold flame.”
Patrick Süskind
Behind the Fence
Posted in Camera Lucida Photo Challenge: Hidden
Photography and Poetry
“Not a visible enthusiasm but a hidden one, an excitement burning with a cold flame.”
Patrick Süskind
Impersonating the Grass
Posted in Camera Lucida Photo Challenge: Hidden
Photography and Poetry
“Not a visible enthusiasm but a hidden one, an excitement burning with a cold flame.”
Patrick Süskind
Hiding from the Neighbours
Posted in Camera Lucida Photo Challenge: Hidden
Photography and Poetry
“Not a visible enthusiasm but a hidden one, an excitement burning with a cold flame.”
Patrick Süskind
Greener Grass on the Other Side
Posted in Camera Lucida Photo Challenge: Hidden
Photography and Poetry
“Not a visible enthusiasm but a hidden one, an excitement burning with a cold flame.”
Patrick Süskind
Disguised Railway Carriage
Posted in Camera Lucida Photo Challenge: Hidden
Photography and Poetry
“Not a visible enthusiasm but a hidden one, an excitement burning with a cold flame.”
Patrick Süskind
Hide and seek
When playing the game
Of hide and seek
To hide one’s true name
Takes a lot of effort and technique
Hiding in plain sight
In the revealing daylight
A game only for the smart
As played for the art
Photography and Poetry: Camera Lucida Photo Challenge
Week Eleven: Autumn Lane
“By all these lovely tokens September days are here, With summer’s best of weather And autumn’s best of cheer” Helen Hunt Jackson
Camera Lucida: Autumn Lane
The view from my window
Almost like a suburban meadow
Nature growing wild and free
Only a glimpse of the road I see
The pathway to our house
Narrow and more fitting for a mouse
Black asphalt with a touch of green
Surrounded by colours more gorgeous
Than I ever seen
Mirror mirror on the wall
Which of the seasons
Is the prettiest of them all
Why Autumn of course
Such a nature’s force




