Cartas de Amor No eran celos, amor, sino exigencia de tu plenitud, de tu totalidad. Ahora ya te he arado entera, te he sembrado entera, te he abierto y cerrado, ahora eres mía. Para siempre! – Amor mío, piensa en todas partes que estoy a tu lado, más bien que soy parte de ti misma. Quiero no sólo amarte, alma mía, sino ayudarte a vivir. — Pablo Neruda
I read various blogs and engage with other photographers quite a bit. On a recent tweet exchange with my friend Rey from Cuba I had told him to send me some raw files from various scenes from different regions and Rey happily obliged. I really didn’t specify to much until I saw the first .nef file. Yes, Rey is a faithful Nikonian and Nikon gear runs deep within his veins. Then I saw this first image, some ruins and I loved the composition it totally blew me away. I immediately recognized that its potential had not been reached. Like many us, Rey has a multitude of files he simply has not gotten around to process. I won’t speculate as to the reason why Rey…
Battle is the most magnificent competition in which a human being can indulge. It brings out all that is best; it removes all that is base. All men are afraid in battle. The coward is the one who lets his fear overcome his sense of duty. Duty is the essence of manhood. – George S. Patton
I can’t believe I’m at week 7 of this project. It almost seems like its been an eternity already. Not wishing when is it going to end but how is it going to turn up. I want to make something clear before the weeks continue to add up. I photograph because I love the craft and I photograph for myself. Prime Lens Eyes Photography gives me another view, a prime view we can call it. Our eyes are like to two prime lenses, always active, always surveying, and always photographing. Also, I want it to clarify, that I don’t take a long time to write the narratives that go along with the imagery. These words are simply my own words as I type them…
Notes Back to the mystery of photography.
