Fish

 

Fish

Enter the Void

For 12 Minutes a Year

Our Heads are a Jungle

And we look inside this jungle

And Before we even realize it

We are in this Jungle

And the Jungle Stares at Us

Then we think we've come out

But things are a bit Hazy

And it's only the Jungle that's clear

And for 12 minutes a year

We are torn because we realize we are still in the Jungle

And we don't  make peace with it

I Thought I Wanted A Flower

I Thought I Wanted a Flower

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and i dreamed

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Abstract Subtract

Who Knows When We'll be Coming Home Again

Guest Post: B-something in BeanTown

Obviously

"I was recently in Boston, and one of the things I wanted to do with my camera and newly acquired 50mm lens is to take photos of squirrels. Mainly for two reasons, one, they're all over, and two, they're too cute not to be photographed."

"I tried doing so on several different occasions, but failed quite miserably and was getting tired of chasing squirrels around. A 50mm lens is not very helpful when your subject is scared of you. You need to tactfully get very close, you think it's working, but then they realize that what you have in your hand is only crunched up leaves and not peanuts, so they run away."

 "One day though, a nice guy came along that made this so much easier for me. He had a bag of peanuts with him to feed the squirrels, and as soon as he showed up, the squirrels attacked."

 "They were so comfortable and well acquainted with the guy that they didn't mind my presence at all, they even posed for some pictures. It was a random and very much enjoyable shooting experience :)"

More B-something

Still. Life

Who's watched 500 Days of Summer?

It's got nothing to do with this post photo-wise

This is the reason behind mentioning 500 Days of Summer

 

Here's where that came from

Next up we're going to have a guest post on the blog

Bsomething

Doors & Numbers

I've always wondered what to write with each photo, and I've always wanted to post music on this blog.. This is it, then. 

 SO, here you go

The typical Arek shot

Another one, from Armenia
Really it's such a beautiful country that you can't not take good pictures

It's all about the pomegranate

Simplicity

... still looking for that kind of color in a picture!