a few short photo-stories by Ignacy50, commented by Beverley

once upon a time there was a women with big ability to create poetry and a man with camera close to his eyes they never meet each other they encountered their work in an infinite computer network he made a pictures she commented

this is how the album was made

Photographer and commentator meet each other on the photographic portal YouPic.com Photo : Ignacy50 Text:

beverley

Layout: marek klimek/studio corner

I REMEMBER WHEN I WAS YOUNG... WALKING ALONG HERE AND US ALL SINGING A SONG... THE REST HAVE GONE A LONG TIME AGO... IT’S NOW ONLY ME INDEED TO SHOW... HOW AGE CREEPS UP AND OVERTAKES US IT’S TRUE... THEY THINK IT WONT’T HAPPEN TO THEM... BUT I KNOW!

AND SO WHEN WE HEAR THE PIGEONS SAY… COO COO... THEY ARE LOOKING DOWN ON YOU :) … COOOOEEEE

WHERE HAD THEY BEEN AND WHAT HAD THEY DONE... PERHAPS A NICE LONG STROLL AFTER A DAY IN THE SUN... AND YET PERHAPS THEY WERE KEEPING COOL... SLEPPING AND RESTING UNTIL DINNER TIME AND THEN SOON...A SLOW WALK AT THE END OF THE DAY... WHEN IT’S PEACEFUL AND QUIET... YES THEY GO ON THEIR WAY...

THEY FLY… HAVE WINGS AND FEATHERS… TWO FEET AND BEAK

SHOO SHOO GO AWAY... COME BACK SOME OTHER DAY... I WANT TO CAPTURE AN EMPTY PLACE IT’S TRUE... THIS CANNOT BE DONE AND WHY... BECAUSE OF YOU... :)

WE NEED TO PRACTICE THE STEPS MAYBE… UNTIL WE HAVE PERFECTED THE ROUTINE INDEED… A STEP BACKWARDS FOR YOU AND FORWARD FOR ME… WE DID IT… WE DID IT PERFECTLY :)

I SIT AND WATCH AND LISTEN IT’S TRUE… MY EYES ARE CLEAR AND AMBER COLOUR TOO...

I SEE MANY THINGS AND I WONDER WHY… BUT I KEEP SILENT AND JUST SOMETIMES SIGH…

STEPPING SOFTLY AND SLOWLY IT HAS TO BE SAID... EVEN WITHOUT GLASSES,

SO

WELL

READ...

THOUGHTS GOING ROUND AND ROUND IN THE HEAD... WHERE DID I LEAVE THEM... HERE SOMEWHERE – AS HE LED... HIS EYES AND THOUGHTS

FOR

MOMENT

OR

TWO... NAT WANTING TO TRIP AND HIS BALANCE REGAINED...

HE KNEW HE’D FIND MORE THAN A FEW...

IF THE LINES MISSED EACH OTHER...

DID NOT CONVERGE... OH DEAR ME... WHAT WOULD WE SEE :)

REMINDS ME OF THE SONG...

SILVER THREADS AMONGST THE GOLD... AND YES I THINK THEY SHOULD HAVE SILVER STARS FOR BLACK AND WHITE AND GOLD FOR COLOUR :)))

WHEN WE PUSH OURSELVES TO THE LIMIT IT’S TRUE… AT SOME POINT WE HAVE TO STOP AND RENEW… OUR ENERGY AND THEN TO BEGIN… TO CONTINUE RENEWED, ONCE AGAIN

I GALLOP WITH THE WIND IN MY MANE… MY TAIL EXTENDS EXACTLY THE SAME… MY HOOVES HIT THE GROUND WITH GATHERING SPEED… MY HEAD HELD HIGH AND MY EARS LISTEN TO MY NAME… THERE’S THE BLACK KING… HIS RHYTHM AND ENERGY IS LIKE A SONG TO SING… OF JOY AND OF FREEDOM PERHAPS MAYBE… WITHOUT A DOUBT HE HAS POWER OVER ME…

I TAKE MY TIME AND ROLL ALONG… GATHERING SPEED AS I SING MY SONG

I

THOUGHT

SOMEONE

THREW

A BALL FOR ME… INTO THE WATER I THOUGHT I DID SEE… I STARTED TO RUN QUITE HAPPILY… BUT STOPPED FOR A MOMENT HESTITANTLY :) WHERE WAS THE BALL WHERE HAD IT GONE… I’M STUCK HERE NOW AND IT’S NOT MUCH FUN :)

I HAD TO SMILE... KEEP THE ROAD DRY AND CLEAN OR LETS WASH THE CARPETS :)

LAYER UPON LAYER WITH BITS IN BETWEEN...

WHERE ARE WE GOING AND WHAT WILL WE SEE...

CREATES BEAUTY NEVER BEFORE SEEN

THERE IS NOTHING BUT FOG ALL AROUND ME...

WHO IS AHEAD AND WHO IS BEHIND... A FEELING OF BEING A LITTLE SNOW BLIND!

A KNIGHT ON HORSEBACK HE DEFINITLY IS NOT… ALTHOUGH RIDING TO THE CASTLE WHEN IT’S HOT… KNIGHTS RIDE AT NIGHT OFTEN IT’S TRUE… BUT YOUNG MEN RIDE ANYTIME… PERHAPS FAIR MAIDNES TO PURSUE

DUSK... A TIME OF FADING LIGHT... AS WE SLIP FROM DAYTIME INTO THE NIGHT...

YOU MAY PREFER THE MODERN WAY IT’S TRUE… BUT PERHAPS FADO I’D LIKE TO INTRODUCE TO YOU… GOOD FOOD AND WINE AND WITH FRIENDS TOO… YOU CAN ENJOY TRADITION SO PLEASE COME ALONG TOO.

I GET PUSHED HERE AND I GET PUSHED THERE… HERE, THERE AND EVERYWHERE… DIFFERENT ITEMS EACH TIME IT’S TRUE… I MIGHT NEXT TIME BE PUSHED TOWARS YOU…