Blue


Blue is color of sky
melancholy color
and jealousy

Blue is flower color
:-)

Posted by Maria Salvador on Mon, 03/14/16 12:48
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Comments by Maria Salvador on Mon, 03/14/16 12:49

Promise


Comments by Maria Salvador on Mon, 03/14/16 12:51

Good bye...


Comments by Jan Bjorklund on Mon, 03/14/16 13:54

Three striking floral compositions especially the last one in the comments with its sense of soaring on the wind... speaks of freedom to me... with the softness and the contrast between the color of the petal and the black background adding to the visual impact of that image. I like the delicate texture and color of the opening picture. And yes there is a sense of promise in the second image with Spring at the door and the season of growth and regeneration knocking.


Comments by els mo on Mon, 03/14/16 18:21

Nice serie, Maria. Each beautiful on its own. Lovely blues!


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 03/14/16 21:29

The sweet sorrow of the blues.


I'll never forget you
I'll never forget how we promised one day
To love one another forever that way
We said we'd never say
Good-bye

But that was long ago
Now you've forgotten, I know
No use to wonder why
Let's say farewell with a sigh
Let love die

But we'll go on living
Our own way of living
So you take the high road
And I'll take the low
It's time that we parted

It's much better so
But kiss me as you go
Good-bye

But we'll go on living
Our own way of living
So you take the high road
And I'll take the low
It's time that we parted
It's much better so
But kiss me as you go
Good-bye
Good-bye
Good-bye


Comments by Bruce Hunter on Mon, 03/14/16 22:26

Last photo might well inspire a new Frank Gehry museum. :-)


Comments by Dan Rubin on Wed, 03/16/16 12:50

Lovely photos and processing, #3 is my favorite.


Comments by els mo on Wed, 03/16/16 23:52

The blues and poetry....

I always thought this poem was the most beautiful expression of the feelings of the end
of a relation. Unfortunately, the internet has totally butchered the poem by lacing it with
american coffee mugs and what have you.

Here is the text:

"Déjeuner du matin"

Il a mis le café
Dans la tasse
Il a mis le lait
Dans la tasse de café
Il a mis le sucre
Dans le café au lait
Avec la petite cuiller
Il a tourné
Il a bu le café au lait
Et il a reposé la tasse
Sans me parler
Il a allumé
Une cigarette
Il a fait des ronds
Avec la fumée
Il a mis les cendres
Dans le cendrier
Sans me parler
Sans me regarder
Il s'est levé
Il a mis
Son chapeau sur sa tête
Il a mis
Son manteau de pluie
Parce qu'il pleuvait
Et il est parti
Sous la pluie
Sans une parole
Sans me regarder
Et moi j'ai pris
Ma tête dans ma main
Et j'ai pleuré.

-Jacques Prévert


Comments by Maria Salvador on Thu, 03/17/16 05:57

Jan, Els, Michael, Bruce and Dan, Thank you all very much!
Both poems are beautiful. Michael's is about a mutual(?) shared(?) end for both at the same time. Jacques Prévert's is about an imposed end by the one over the other, and every word of it translates the sadness of the abandon...


Comments by G.B. SHETTLER on Thu, 03/17/16 12:16

Wonderful images and work !!


Comments by Garry Schaefer on Fri, 03/18/16 15:59

All are fine. The third resonates deeply. Many thanks for offering that view.


Comments by Sandi MacDonald on Sat, 03/19/16 15:22

Love the OP...beautiful! The last two are great too.;-)


Comments by John Long on Wed, 03/23/16 12:54

Great shots in Blue Maria.


Comments by Paul Bracey on Thu, 03/24/16 13:35

Bluetiful! ;)


Comments by Maria Salvador on Thu, 04/07/16 07:16

Greg, Garry, Sandi, John and Paul, Big thank you to all!
Apologise for the late reply, have been out at home town and did not use the computer very much...