Akron

CCXV

/ mobius faith
Every Pain Is A New Perspective
For those who live with chronic pain.  There just seems to be no permanent relief.   There are degrees of pain.    And those "degrees" have their own cycles and each cycle offers a different perspective much like looking through a window that has been segmented.   Each pane("pain") offers a new perspective, a new way of seeing - a new understanding even when it is unpleasant and seems unchangeable.

CCXIV

/ mobius faith
STEEL HIPS 2008

Happy August everyone. So today marks the start of a new type of image posting. June was dedicated to new abstract works in my signature Visual Glossolalia style. July’s posts featured [reworks] of old nature photos from 2008-2010: nature photos that were originally posted to my old blog that I decided to “take a hatchet to…” LOL. Starting today, August’s posts will feature old abstract photos that were posted on my old blog that was deleted many years ago. I did some minor adjustments only to these photos – because I found that when I started photography and started posting images around 2007 I had this insane idea that the more saturation the better. So I have desaturated some of the images to make them more “acceptable”. In the early days of using photo shop I also had this penchant for using digital frames on a lot of my work. Well, now I feel digital frames are really annoying so I’ve eliminated those as well.

I hope you enjoy the revisit of this older abstract photos from 2008-2009 as we go through this month. Stay well.

CXCVII

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Out Standing In A Field [rework]
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in fields of gold
So she took her love
For to gaze a while
Upon the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold
Will you stay with me?
Will you be my love?
Upon the fields of barley
We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we lie in fields of gold
See the west wind move like a lover so
Upon the fields of barley
Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth
Among the fields of gold
I never made promises lightly
And there have been some that I've broken
But I swear in the days still left
We'll walk in fields of gold
We'll walk in fields of gold
Many years have passed since those summer days
Among the fields of barley
See the children run as the sun goes down
Among the fields of gold
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in fields of gold
When we walked in fields of gold
When we walked in fields of gold