I saw the rainbows without rain…
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Hope you will see your rainbows today!
I saw the rainbows without rain…
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Hope you will see your rainbows today!
” Be quick!” exclaimed I and hastily inserted my lenses to the camera. Fortunately, the weather promised to be sunny and not too hot, thus I had good light conditions to shoot poppy seeds. They were gracefully turning their heads to my camera in modest attempts to show their most attractive bends. Through my viewfinder I spotted their delicate fringe petals that were easily blown away. Only their fluffy turbine-like heads were curiously casting a glance at you. It was tempting to make a closeup in black and white, there is something intriguing in all colorless pictures. It helps the photographer to go back in time when there was no alternative to black and white images. Do not click endlessly, just take delight in capturing the scenes. Maybe I am lack of technical skills, but I am in ecstasies about photographing the beauty surrounding us!
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Have a delightful day!
Look around and stop for a second, the most wisdom things are right in front of your nose…
Though we are too involved in many unimportant chores that forgot to be able to recognize the most obvious…
Somewhere, something I am thinking of…
New projects, new images, new ideas until I can, until I enjoy…
Until my territory is unrestricted…
I would like to make all things simplier!
Love you all,
Yours Film Director
No blooms outside yet, but I’ve got mine inside. Dear Friends, my pleasure to share with you this blinding beauty, hope you are not afraid of bright happy colors:
Let your week be so joyful and beautiful as these flowers!
And what’s at your window? Any bloom?
Love you all,
Yours Crazy Director
Dear Friends, do not you feel the first flavors of Spring. I believe that my new video and these spring colors will help you:
Aren’t these colors make your surroundings brighter and warmer. I love first touches of Spring, they are so innocent and fresh. Spring is long awaited, spring is already in our mind, heart and soul. The most inspiring period, especially for me, since I am engaged in a new venture. I started to write an ebook about Ukraine. 10 stories spiced with interesting and unknown information as well as decorated with unique photos. What will you say? Would it be interesting to you? I appreciate your answer. Thank you.
Have a relaxing Sunday evening and successful forthcoming working week!
Love you all,
“When I admire the wonders of a sunset or the beauty of the moon, my soul expands in the worship of the creator.” ~Mohandas Gandhi
Though my photo equipment is pretty modest I managed to capture several breathtaking sunsets presented by this Fall. We all are busy nowadays and any opportunity to look up is being treasured. At one of the evening strolls I caught several pictures of splashy pallette that made me wonder whether there is yet anything more beautiful. I am sure that nature will never stop surprising me.
“The setting sun, and the music at the close, As the last taste of sweets, is sweetest last, Writ in rememberance more than long things past.” ~William Shakespeare
Aw, Will, your fantastic ability to give your observations a poetic touch is overwhelming. Both the picture (made by a very modest photographer) and the quote (written by the talented poet) make me enjoy the life. Such divine moments exactly help me understand why life is so wonderful. I almost hear “It’s a Beautiful Life” in my ears. Don’t you? I will ask to add music button below.
When do you think the Sun has completely set? Think a bit….Who said that?
The Earth’s air bends the image of the Sun upward, so we can still see the Sun even though it is physically below the horizon. The light is bent upward by just about the same size as the Sun, so when the lower limb of the Sun just kisses the horizon it’s actually already set. I confess I am not that smart, the answer I found in one of the magazines! But maybe you know that without a hint!
Do not forget to look at the sky today, tomorrow, always, and you might be impressed with what you see. Probably time will stop and your eyes can admire the view…just like now!
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Wish you many beautiful sunsets! Let me know if you watch sunset this night!
Hey, hey, hey, how are you doing, my Friends? It is high time we had a sweet chat, don’t you mind? I confess that I found myself spending more time for my crazy filmmaking. Hm, what can I say in my defense – I am just so fond of the process. Let’s say that I mellow out a lot when I can press this terrific “rec” button. I undergo metamorphosis and jump like a ball. Oh, that is so rightly said. I guess I can never be bored of it. No way. Euphoria goes through my veins and floods me. And when Fall comes everything is even more perfect. The most beautiful and creative seasons ever. Fall is the best present for every artist. It gives you everything you need. The largest choice of colors, shapes, sounds, moods and la-la-la. The most unpredictable season as well. In the morning you pull your cap over your ears and in the afternoon you take off almost everything. Today sun smiles at you and makes you feel high. Tomorrow grey clouds chase you and make you feel down.
Dear, dear Mr Fall, what does you bring us today? Indian summer with colorful crackling leaves and delicate webs flying all over or unwelcoming dark cloudy and cold scenes accompanied with the only wish to hide under the warm blanket with an interesting book. Such a capricious Mr Fall. Yet I fell in love with your first falling leave. As I heard catching leaves in Fall brings good luck. I am willing to catch 12 for every month of the next year. Every leaf means a lucky month. I need them to fulfill my goals and dreams. And then share them with you. Today is no exception; there are new pictures to admire and new souvenirs to check (every Monday discounts, codes are at the site).
When Fall comes I took my Nikki and Cami for an inspiring walk. And what do you do when Fall comes? Please, please write me in the comments below. My ears are eager to hear and my eyes – to see!
Catch Your Fall!
“Hours of tedious effort are required to awaken and exercise that talent, to write that riveting “one true sentence” that seemed so damn simple when read. That simplicity is deceptive. It does not happen by accident. Now it is a skill easily acquired. Writing is demanding, solitary, backbreaking work. A writer mined the tunnels of his/her brain using words for a pickaxe. A week’s effort might yield only one nugget that is worth keeping and you can weep with pathetic gratitude over that.”
Friends, isn’t it perfectly said? I found this wisdom thought in the book I am reading now and it set deep in my soul. Writing arises controversial feelings in me. I do love putting words into nicely-structured phrases with some meaning, in the other moment I hate looking for words to create that perfect sentence which should look simple to be read easily. Very often I have images in my head and lack of appropriate words to transform them to paper. And I even do not mention the use of “beautifully tailored metaphors, similes and other stylistics tools”, which are essential decorators of every text. Writing is a mixture of hard work and a pleasure. Just not many of us are able to write. I am not sure whether I belong to that group of lucky beggars, though I feel very good when I write. Sounds banal, but it is true. Every story is the chance to dive into the unknown world, explore the unknown feeling, and even do something I am not dare to in real life. It is an enormous pool of unlimited possibilities. I am so tempted and you?
10 pm at my watch. It was a late evening in Kyiv. A sultry summer day gave away to coolness. At last I could breathe and felt relaxed. I was walking along the Dnipro River. A light breeze ruffled my hair. There were no thoughts in my head. Only my eyes were wondering among people chatting on the stairs to the river. I saw mostly their heads and heard their emotional voices. Some of them were in silence. There were loud music and car traffic not so far. Somehow it was not a usual evening. With my friends we decided to cross the bridge and enjoy the beach island. I have never been at that place before. The views from the bridge made me stop several times to click some photos. Sometimes my friends even did not notice my absence. Each of us was lost in some inner thoughts, words came out rarely. A trio was sharing a wordless talk. Soon the lights from cafes and night lanterns winked on the beach horizon. The beach was occupied with local lovers of romantic atmosphere. We took off our shoes and went barefoot sinking our toes in the sand. Underneath my feet warm sand was ticking me. The next instant my feet stepped to the water. Dnipro was lapping my feet. The bridge lights were performing a blue-yellow dance. One more click. There were lots of couples at the beach. I caught myself on being a witness of first unsure touches, passionate glances and sighs. They were yet not sure of each others feelings, they still go on playing flirting games. They did not know each other well, and they were so afraid to break that sweet moment. First dates, first touches, first kisses. A very peaceful scene at the beach in the capital city at the Ukrainian map. And somewhere away at the East there was a dead silence in the expectation of night firing. The picture is different. Instead of beaches were dirty trenches, instead of romantic lights were night vision glasses, instead of gentle river was a field with enemies coming close. Loads of cigarettes, constant jokes not to be afraid, weapons day and night, and danger at almost every move. Similar are mostly young faces only wearied by war. They also dream of love, kisses and sighs. However, the most intimate relationships they have are with their reliable automates. Kisses sometimes may be burning though. Two pictures described do not intercross, and yet are linked. Without the second cannot be the first. Without a death cannot be a new life…
Without being read I cannot write!
I roamed the countryside searching for answers to things I did not understand. ~Leonardo da Vinci
In the end of the every working week Ann seizes the opportunity of the escape from a big city. To change the atmosphere, stop running around like a squirrel in a cage, relax and breathe. I guess it is not a bad idea. But be assured I won’t go anywhere without my Nikki. We are always in the same boat. Where I go, he goes. He has a mission, he provides me with beautiful scenes captured to share with you…
When I go out into the countryside and see the sun and the green and everything flowering, I say to myself Yes indeed, all that belongs to me! ~Henri Rousseau
Countryside life is in trend nowadays. People awakened to the realization that having your own private house is much comfortable and prestigious as well. As who would like to live “under constant pressure of neighbors thin walls”. No one, right! Therefore people are in search of their sanctuary to cling to. Surely not all of them, or vice versa who will stay in that multistory boxes and will spend most of their money on attractions in local parks? Yep, local businesses won’t survive such a loss. Although sometimes (more often than you can imagine) I feel quite irritated while walking home though the corridor of park attractions starting from “have a ride” locomotive driving around not too big park to food tents selling unhealthy stuff. You practically have to maneuver not to touch anything or catch anything. I do not mention electrical cars for children, since none of the drivers have a driving license yet, you hardly can avoid a collision. Surely I admire young driving ladies in pink dresses who look charmingly behind the wheel, but oh my, ladies, please follow the rules of traffic. However, I am not sure that older ladies (still in the same pink, but on high heels) driving range rovers have already learn the rules. Please do not take anything personal, dames, but sometimes I wonder whether SHE learnt anything in a driving school or she just painted her nails instead. Driving is not a joke, your mistake can be fatal. By the way, men, don’t think that I forgot about you, you also drive not better! No offense! I am afraid I was brought in the wrong direction. We are not in the city now, but outside, in the uptown…so turn on the volume, relax your brain muscles and enjoy colors, sounds, smells, tastes…
Nor rural sights alone, but rural sounds,
Exhilarate the spirit, and restore
The tone of languid nature.
All of a sudden you occurred to be in this field of blooming colors. So many things delight your eyes. The translucent beauty of a green leaf, the lazy drone of a bee as it searched for a tempting little wildflower, the musical calls of the birds in the trees, the blue coolness of the lake, funny mooing of the cows, secret whispers of the wind and utterly overwhelming points where sky meets land. Absolutely blinding!
However, you might notice the other picture as well. Something left behind all the beauty. I mean countryside life is not only all that “wows” and “bubbles”, but also hard work. Kyiv uptown lives its own life different from the big city. Every village outside Kyiv has its own style and soul. Most of them look like compact closed societies with rules and no exit for strangers. You have to be attentive to them and try to follow the wave. Villagers are not fond of citiers, they consider us to belong to another class. I know it sounds odd, but it is. I have relatives who live in the village and I feel the barrier. Maybe for you it really sounds strange, but I am not kidding. Perhaps I should clarify that Ukrainian villages have their own history opposite to Western European. Mildly saying “living in a village was not prestigious”. Many years ago a typical Ukrainian village had one street, shop, one small hospital, a market and a club, that’s all. Thus, when a villager happened to be in a big city with metro and a chain of various shops (not to mention number of streets), theaters and etc., he/she was like a tourist in a completely unknown country. Would you believe it? It is a fact. The only entertainment for villagers was gossiping while sitting at the benches next to their houses. Everybody knows everyone and it is scareful. There is a wish to be not noticed, don’t count on that in a village. There is everywhere a lady who watches you. Surely, it can be beneficial as well. People are more friendly and helpful. Air is cleaner and birds singing louder. Uptown is a little fortress where almost every new life starts, then it grows bigger, need more place and travels beyond. Nothing lasts for a long time, neither relax, nor work. There will be always a point, a dot or …
I suppose the pleasure of country life lies really in the eternally renewed evidences of the determination to live. ~Vita Sackville-West, Country Notes
Happy Summer Sunday!
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“Life is a constant walk along the unknown roads…” (Ann)
While going deeply to the Mountains I was lucky to dart a glance at Slovakia through my passenger’s window. As you see I was not able to drive by without several secret stops at the most picturesque places. I felt that I needed to leave my mark there by pressing the ‘click’ button. Here we are, my lovely photomarks:
Somehow I happened to be in Slovakia only transiently. Never had enough time. This time was no exception. However, I suppose there is no obstacle for me to do it now. I mean why not to put off my tasks and spend some time dreaming about Slovakia and pretend I spent there some time. I think I can do it if my imagination assists me. As Mark Twain said ‘reality can be beaten with enough imagination.’ I will dare to beat mine right now.
Slovakia is a not a big (territorial) country with large economical potential and magnificent landscapes. Situated quite perfectly between Hungary and Poland, it has found her own balance. I would call it that Slovakia feels herself quite independent, since her development level makes it possible to establish her own rules. Cute little villages with their own typical style and charm. Although, I saw many gypsy settlements that look ugly and unwelcoming for my eyes. Please do not consider me a racist, but gypsies’ lifestyle is too chaotic, their houses are usually without doors or even windows, dirty inside and outside with blankets hanging inaccurately everywhere. I did not take a shot of that, I prefer crossing that pictures out of my head and pretend I haven’t seen them. It is much better to come back to peaceful beautiful green scenes. In my imagination Slovakia has a remarkably diverse nature with its 9 national parks and 14 protected landscape areas is literally a paradise for anyone. No trip to Slovakia would be complete without a visit to the wonderful mountains of High Tatras with peaks over 2500 m and glacier lakes that have been formed thousands of years ago. Moreover, Slovakians are very pleasant people with pretty faces and smiling eyes. I recognized that typical Slovakian women are very attractive. Though Ukrainian ladies are still the most beautiful, nobody can dare to argue with that. Surely I have not been to Bratislava, but Slovakia seems to look like a cute little chain of colorful villages, each with its own style. Thus, I take my incomparable imagination and continue my journey to the Mountains to catch all the beauty! See you in the Mountains next post!
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Let your imagination bring you somewhere far from reality!
Love you all!