sleep comes for me on dark wings
faintly stirring this world-weary;
careful traces on stones at night
of a crisped autumn leaf crackle
dessicated and downtrodden
while in the skies above,
pulsars wink out
and the suns grow dim
empty empires long vacant
amplify, echo the hollowhaunt
these hollow broken—these hallowed halls
strains and swells the sweet-sorrowful,
soulless, unbodied, undying
The Street Photography of Chris Weeks
by techgnotic (https://www.deviantart.com/techgnotic)
It was only after many long frustrating hours of trying to describe what’s so special about the photographs of cweeks (https://www.deviantart.com/cweeks)...
That I finally realized I was trying to describe something that wasn’t there.
I finally realized that the magical something that sets cweeks (https://www.deviantart.com/cweeks)’ works apart from others is that his camera disappears. There is no sense as you look at his photos of street scenes and other captures that you are looking through a lens, even the lens of a particularly talented photographer. There is a sense of simply walkin
it's been seven years since i received my trusty finepix s5000. it's been amazing, and i love it dearly.
last night i graduated to a nikon d3100. (coupled with tickets to see wicked, best birthday ever!)
and i am excited
not quite believing it
a little intimidated