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Impromptu shoot

We had such fun this week with our impromptu photo shoot.  The students participated in a group project posing as models, and acting real professional at that!   I was the photographer, of course. 

The only props I brought were the hats & noses... it is amazing how a hat transforms us.  I wish we can live in a world where it is still customary to wear hats every day.

It was wonderful that it could just be spontaneous - people are so beautiful when they smile.

Hoe dit is

Hoe dit is

Ek vind jou nie
- nie tussen die spore van woorde nie;
nie agter glas of akkoorde nie...

Dis 'n sprokie díé:
die spel van wie pas by wie.

Maar die sprokie laat my rustig slaap
en snags in my droom
is dit jy wat my ontwaak.

Children at play

I was asked to act as photographer at a children's party, it was such fun.They are a little more of a challenge to shoot 'cause they're not in the habit of taking notice of cameras, they seem to dart in all directions. What I appreciate most about children is their unpretentiousness. One seems to be able to capture their emotion much easier on film than adults.

You are poetry to me

I'm walking again - awake, not dreaming.
Inhale deep, exhale... fresh air, new thoughts. How wonderful that the world is greater than you expect; there exist places you've never been to. I stop and take a picture, inhale. Though this reminds me of a Millet... only, there's more light and an overwhelmingly beautiful sky. Exhale. I remember a line of NP van Wyk's poem, it loops in my thoughts.
"En as ek dood is, sal alles nog so mooi wees?..."
(And when I die, will everything still be so beautiful?...)
I breathe you in and take you with me.

Back home I search for the rest of it:
"En as ek dood is, sal alles nog so mooi wees?...
die ylrooi bloeisels smôrens blink aan die perskeboom,
die wit wolke torings bou daar bo die verste berge,
die kalwers langs die kraalmuur smiddags lê en droom?
Sal daar nog warm plekkies son wees tussen donker bome,
en goggatjies nog teen die grassies klim,
as ek so ver is en daarvan nie weet nie,
en maar geen liggies voor my oog wil glim?
Sal voor my venster nog die rose somers rank,
die berge ver, so ver en blou wees,
die swaweltjies in waterklare lug draai,
en sal die gras nog hier so warm net soos nou wees?
Ek wil geen mooier wêreld hê as hierdie,
en wil nie blind wees, blind en doof en koud.
O sterf met my, o sterwe, skone wêreld,
hier in ons liefde eer jy dof word en so oud."

Pure as pearl

I've become a fan of weddings. Recently I was asked to shoot a couple's country wedding. The whole ceremony & scenery moved me so much that midway through I had to stop & wipe off the river of tears - probarbly not very professional.
In the bride's thank you letter to me she said pearls symbolises a wedding ceremony to her since both are symbols of purity. The beauty of both is born out of the lonely painful wait. Each bride stands pure in wait for her groom. That moment she sees him her pain of being lonely transforms into something beautiful - a gift to him - knowing she belongs only to him.
What a privilege to have been a witness to this kind of love.