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Realphotografie


I like to think, of a world out there,
a different world
a different time
a different life.

A different sort of happiness

But I know, quite very well, it is the lens that gives that impression.

What I hate most about it
is not so much to find my self constrained
to this my world, my time, my life
but rather to be aware
that if I could adjust my brightness histogram
or have a better optics set
or at least greater exposure time
this sort of happiness
my sort of happiness
would be even better.

lifestyle


It isn't only beauty, only aesthetics what fashion photography transmits, at least to me. It isn't only clothes or makeup or accessories it sells, that is quite clear, but rather a lifestyle, one made with money and not ideas.

Can you think of any other form of art with this same property?

BIOLOGY


Every time I see your charms, I can only gasp
I can only wish I were with you
I can only long for the time when you will talk to me
and let me take you out, for a walk or two
for a dance or two.


Every time I see your charms I raise my hands in despair
what a beauty there awaiting two watchful eyes
two agile hands, one fearless mind
that is not me, I tell my self, and turn around
only to run a couple feet and then come back
to see those charms, those deadly charms.




Alguien me habló todos los días de mi vida al oido, despacio, lentamente. Me dijo: ¡vive, vive, vive! Era la muerte. (JS)