Posts Tagged ‘Robert Frost’

Day 247 – Suspicious Minds

I like dark and moody photos, I guess who doesn’t. There’s some kind of suspicion and intrigue hidden behind the lens or even just inferred by it. I think it might be one advantage photography has over film. With film dark and moody means scary a lot of the time, maybe its the movement and the unknown element of where that movement will go. Or the scary music, that crescendo’s at just the pivotal moment. Scary movies have always been popular, but for those that don’t like them a photograph can provide some of that dark and dangerous atmosphere without the fear. Then again is that even a contradiction in terms?

Quotes for today:

“My wife was afraid of the dark… then she saw me naked and now she’s afraid of the light” – Rodney Dangerfield

“My sorrow, when she’s here with me, thinks these dark days of autumn rain are beautiful as days can be; she loves the bare, the withered tree; she walks the sodden pasture lane” – Robert Frost

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Day 198 – On the Train

For as much time as I spend on the train I don’t take many pictures. For one I guess it’s hard to take pictures and not be seen (my camera clicks too loud!) but also previously not a lot of train scenes interested me. I saw this one and straight away thought ‘take out the camera’! Just the way the people were staring out the window, the guy half falling asleep and the sign and bridge in the background. Anyway it’s got me a little more interested in train photos. After all commuting takes up so much of my daily life, its probably easy to switch off and not recognise the moments that occur when my head’s in the MX, deleting text messages (train journeys are usually my deleting text messages time!) or staring out the window myself.

I’d like to capture those moments of life that are often ignored or thought of as ‘time we need to pass through before the more interesting stuff happens’, capture it in a more interesting way and subsequently make my own time on the trains/buses more interesting!

More train pictures here http://www.keating18.com/#/gallery/trains/

Quote of the day: In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life: it goes on. – Robert Frost

Day 71

Happy Monday all, well I’m still wrecked after the weekend and spending my morning at Lavender Bay with my class taking photos in the sun. More tiring than one might think! The photo above is of my classmate Andry taking a cigarette break, photo also taken coincidentally  with his lens!

Found out today that quite a few more of my classmates smoke than I had thought (I obviously don’t pay too much attention as to who goes outside at break time for a smoke and who just for a chat!). Just got me thinking how does one start and eventually get hooked and how could that be used to stop more people smoking in the future? It just seems no matter what measures are put in place, what taxes added or what self-help quitting books/cd/hypnosis there is, more and more people are still smoking. Ok fair enough if there are people who just like smoking, have no intention of quitting and accept the health risks, but there must be a lot who just wished they’d never started.

I do understand teenagers wanting to be rebellious lighting up for a buzz and that leading to a dependency, but the most people I know who smoke didn’t start when they were too young to know the difference. I can see a situation where pub goers invite their friends out ‘for a smoke’ but if those friends resisted peer pressure when they were younger why do they start to follow the crowd when they get more mature? It doesn’t quite make sense!

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not criticising, and I know especially in places like Ireland after the smoking ban, the party is often outside, but this is after all a practice of putting smoke in your lungs. You wouldn’t stay in a sitting room if the chimney smoke was circulating around the house yet people have no problem beginning something that has the same effect! Is it a craving for some sort of bad-deed buzz that we have that can only be filled by a sort of self-destructive behaviour such as smoking? Or is it simply peer pressure and curiosity? I think I need to talk to more smokers to understand!

Talking of destruction here’s a verse from ‘Fire and Ice’ by Robert Frost

Some say the world will end in fire,

Some say in ice.

From what I’ve tasted of desire

I hold with those who favor fire.

But if it had to perish twice,

I think I know enough of hate

To say that for destruction ice

Is also great

And would suffice