This photograph has been taken last spring of 2017 and has already been posted on this blog entitled: The White Roses in the Early Days of Spring 2017. This week’s photo challenge has weaved an opportunity for this photograph be exhibited again.
This photograph depicts how binary structures, such as life and death, old and new, arrival and departure are deconstructed. Life and death are not just two ends of a spectrum, but rather intertwined. Birth and death are brought together by growth.
via 2017 Favorites
These are not only my favourite photographs that I have posted in this blog page so far, but that week’s photo challenge theme entitled good match was also my favourite theme. When I see these photographs, I cannot help myself but grab my pen and fill the empty pages of words written by my right hand. These pictures are my favourite because it also depicts my favourite activity: writing.
This picture has been taken before I go to work early today. As the sun gradually ascend, it is also setting the tone of the day ahead: although cold, it will be a sunny vibrant day! Of course, the ascension of the sun is just an illusion. The sun does not ascend nor descend. It is static.
If cheeky means asserting and creating a space in which one could express oneself to others, then this street artist we met in Paris is indeed cheeky in his own right. My friends and I were on our way to the Louvre to see Leonardo da Vinci’s Mona Liza and other works when we were greeted by this man’s performance as we eject ourselves from the underground.
Serenity, that profound sense of peace and tranquility from within our souls, has nothing to do with the place we physically find ourselves. Instead, it is a state of mind we can conjure regardless of where we are or what we do. We could be sitting under that familiar tree close to where we live or we could be mobile doing something we incredibly love such as running through parks after parks. In both scenarios, we can certainly be Serene. We are most serene when we allow that inner carefree child to come to the fore and play from time to time.
When we think of Transformation, the image of a butterfly comes first to mind at least for most people. Yours truly is certainly not an exception. Every butterfly experiences and endures different stages in their life time. In every stage, they transform. They are constant reminder to each and every one of us that nothing in our lives is permanent. Like them, our life also knows different stages and takes a series of transformations with every stage we endure. The sorrows that our failures bring are as temporary as the joys of our triumphs. It is, therefore, important not to be sad too much when we loose, but at the same time, not to be excessively happy when we win. After all, as Aristotle once said, virtue is anything in the middle of two extremes.