i’ll go mine.
if we’re lucky we’ll both get lost and meet somewhere in between.
little fishy better watch out!
just waiting for someone to fall in…
in my very unhumble opinion.
this was fascinating.
cold rain met warm water and they decided to dance. i almost joined them…
“The impressionist painters repudiated both the precise academic style, emotional concerns and their interest in objective representation, especially of landscape, was influenced by early photography”
and my own influences in photography come from the very same painters that where influenced by photography combined with a healthy dose of staring at water:
circles, continuations and swirly things…
reminded me of Eugene Victor Tooms.
they tell us we’re supposed to be very-very concentrated while fishing: it’s a nice idea and all but it doesn’t always work.
windstorm on the Mediterranean coast, Languedoc Roussillon, France
make my head spin till it falls off.
and rising fish and cloudy skies.
some believe water has a conscience,
i just think it has a mind of its own.
as in: twist my ankles getting in and out of there and wind up getting lost on the way out.
just parts of what makes a great day streamside i suppose…