Fuji X-T1 – 35mm 1.4 – JPEG / Film Simulation B&W
Fuji X-T1 – 35mm 1.4 – JPEG / Film Simulation B&W
Poetry and Short Prose by Gabriela Marie Milton 2019 Author of the Year at Spillwords Press and Author of Passions: Love Poems and Other Writings
Philosophy is all about being curious, asking basic questions. And it can be fun!
Schreiben ist die Möglichkeit das zu denken was du nicht sagen kannst und das zu lesen was du schreiben willst !
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Love this it has so much mood .😊
Thanks so much, Kaz! I am still bouncing around to find a mainstream for my photography. This is as close as it could get to what I want to achieve. But I still need more time to find my way. Smiles. Reinhold
Delightfully moody!
Thanks so much, Melissa!
Natur pur Рunglaublich sch̦n eingefangen, Reinhold.
Viele Grüße
Ulli
Da habe ich mal experimentiert und meine Fuji X-T1 auf JPG and Film Simulation umgeschaltet. Das hat (fast) alles die Kamera gemacht. War selber über das Ergebnis erstaunt. Habe jetzt meine Fuji X100 auf diese Werte eingestellt und mache immer ein paar Bilder mit diesen Einstellungen “zusätzlich”. Die X-T1 und X100 liefern bei dieser Brennwerte fast identische Ergebnisse. Liebe Grüsse. Reinhold
Faszinierend!
Liebe Grüße
Ulli
A lovely image. Like the Fuji’s b&w conversion.
Absolut stark und focussiert. Das Bild wirkt sehr kraftvoll und der kleine Pfad läd ein dieser kraftvollen Stimmung zu folgen.
Ich glaube Hendrix hat das Ding mal geschrieben, nachdem er und seine Freundin im Streit mal wieder ihre Bude zerlegt haben.
LG, Markus
Powerful! I hope it stops crying soon… 🙂
With this post I have learned how old I am:
Will the wind every remember
The names it has blown in the past
And with this crush it’s old age and it’s wisdom
It whisper no this will be the last
And the wind cries Mary.
Jimi Hendrix
Obviously nobody knows these lyrics anymore. 🙂
I must confess I didn’t know this one. Nice lyrics.
And a nice song! If you like Hendrix. I played guitar in a rock band, so I was always a fan of him and his style to play guitar.
Very nice Reinhold.
Thanks so much, Karen!
fandabidozy!
… sound promising, but I have no clue what it means, Fraggy! 🙂 I was expecting a “…Mary” from you. Good old Hendrix song. If you don’t know it, check it out! Greetings from an obviously very old man!
“The Wind Cries Mary”
After all the jacks are in their boxes,
and the clowns have all gone to bed,
you can hear happiness staggering on down the street,
footprints dress in red.
And the wind whispers Mary.
A broom is drearily sweeping
up the broken pieces of yesterday’s life.
Somewhere a Queen is weeping,
somewhere a King has no wife.
And the wind it cries Mary.
The traffic lights they turn blue tomorrow
And shine their emptiness down on my bed,
The tiny island sags downstream
‘Cos the life that they lived is dead.
And the wind screams Mary.
Will the wind ever remember
The names it has blown in the past,
And with this crutch, its old age and its wisdom
It whispers, “No, this will be the last.”
And The Wind Cries Mary.
Amazing! Love the black and white
Thanks. I am happy you like this one! Greetings. Reinhold
Beautiful! I love this one.
And the full text is:
“The Wind Cries Mary”
After all the jacks are in their boxes,
and the clowns have all gone to bed,
you can hear happiness staggering on down the street,
footprints dress in red.
And the wind whispers Mary.
A broom is drearily sweeping
up the broken pieces of yesterday’s life.
Somewhere a Queen is weeping,
somewhere a King has no wife.
And the wind it cries Mary.
The traffic lights they turn blue tomorrow
And shine their emptiness down on my bed,
The tiny island sags downstream
‘Cos the life that they lived is dead.
And the wind screams Mary.
Will the wind ever remember
The names it has blown in the past,
And with this crutch, its old age and its wisdom
It whispers, “No, this will be the last.”
And The Wind Cries Mary.
Greetings. Reinhold
Beautiful, Reinhold! Thank you for sharing that with me. Greetings.