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The face of beauty
The face of beauty or the beauty of a face A train in Kyoto. It’s the end of the day; work is over and people are heading home. Everyone is lost in thought, listening to music or quietly exchanging messages with friends or family. And amidst all these commuters, the strikingly beautiful face of a…
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Funfair Ganesha
Funfair Ganesha Popular Hindu pilgrimage sites, with their newly built temples and statues of deities, all too often bear witness to poor taste. In Haridwar, for example, where this photograph was taken, there is a long row of new temples that seem to be competing for first prize for tacky and kitsch design. Why is…
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Sea nymphets
Sea nymphets Two young girls gaze out across the vast sea and the sky. The gentle sound of the water lapping against the boat has made them drowsy. They drift off into a dream in the light sea breeze, whilst bobbing gently on the waves. As we look at them from behind, we can observe…
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After sunrise
After sunrise I could point out that the photograph was taken early in the morning. The fact that the beach, on the west coast of India, is largely in shadow suggests this. The sun has not yet fully risen above the trees behind me. I could also point out that the man and his cow…
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A point of view
A point of view Around the turn of the 19th century a certain abbot Fouré indulged himself for more than ten years in a folly of excess. Over a surface of many square meters he changed the face of the sea coast at Rothéneuf, St. Malo, by sculpting more than 300 figures close to each…
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And the guardian deity remains imperturbed
And the guardian deity remains imperturbed Are the tree roots going to destroy the Gopura or are they supporting the structure and preventing it from falling apart? I think they are doing both. The building can easily tolerate the slow advances of the tree, at first but after some time the roots start showing their…
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Rhythmic mountain song …
Rhythmic mountain song … … for two silent voices. I love the mountains – being in their midst – because of their majestic silence. Whenever I see the photograph of these two ridges, I pause for a moment and listen to their soundless music, a beautiful music of silence. Cage or Feldman could have composed…
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Autumn Sonata
Autumn Sonata Een man loopt op een bospad in de herfst. De man is mijn broer, maar het had ieder ander kunnen zijn: ikzelf, of jij die naar deze foto kijkt. Het is de mens. Hij gaat zijn weg door het leven. Leven dat op een goede dag tot zijn eind komt. A man is…
