The day of this photo, muggy August in Northern Ontario, a wild and private lake, off the road, off the grid, a day of canoeing, calm waters, exploring a tiny island, then drifting through a floating meadow of these perfect pristine white wild fragrant water lilies. That fragrance! So sweet and clean, both earthy and otherworldly, unforgettable. I took this photo with my old 35mm with the broken light metre (my 'intuitive' light settings made for some amazing atmospheres, like this one.) I love the juxtaposition of my husbands strong, wiry hand and those delicate petals. Sexy and spiritual. Sacred and sensual. So much is there, in that image, what I love about the world.
14.1.10
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The day of this photo, muggy August in Northern Ontario, a wild and private lake, off the road, off the grid, a day of canoeing, calm waters, exploring a tiny island, then drifting through a floating meadow of these perfect pristine white wild fragrant water lilies. That fragrance! So sweet and clean, both earthy and otherworldly, unforgettable. I took this photo with my old 35mm with the broken light metre (my 'intuitive' light settings made for some amazing atmospheres, like this one.) I love the juxtaposition of my husbands strong, wiry hand and those delicate petals. Sexy and spiritual. Sacred and sensual. So much is there, in that image, what I love about the world.
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Oh, Bronwyn, I pine for life in such an atmosphere as yours. Such wonderful thoughts and like minded people to commune with and sheer beauty of space.
Thank you for reminding me how I am blessed. Not every day is a float through the lilies - but SOME days actually are, and the ones that aren't offer their own beauty if I look... and keep inviting beauty, nature and art into my life. New Year blessings to you and your artist's soul, Madame!
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