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Stained glass reflected on the stone floor at Cathedral of the Holy Cross in Boston’s South End.  The actual stained glass windows I may post in the future.

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The story behind the image:  Steve and I were taking a short walk along Revere Beach.  The tide had receded quite a bit.  He followed the water. I stayed on shore searching out seashells and stones and wishing I’d worn a thicker sweater.  As he returned to me, he suddenly paused and shouted, “Come here. You have to see this.” I raced over and looked down at where he was pointing.  Lines and curves in the sand?  “Bifurcation diagrams in nature,” he exclaimed.  I peered more closely, frowning.  He tried explaining the mathematics of what he saw for me. “It’s like the multiplication of little streams leading to chaos.” “Well,” I said slowly, “I’m reminded of those Asian landscape paintings of mountains with cascading waterfalls over the rocks.”  We studied the sand for a bit longer, he helping to point out different ways to frame photographs of the bifurcation he was seeing, and we both appreciating our different perspectives of the world.

A poster print of this “mountainous” scene is available online here.

 

 

 

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In Copley Square, there is a fountain where I like to sit, eat my hot dog, and then, if I’m lucky, photograph leaves floating on the surface of the water.  This week few leaves floated but there was plenty of trash, and the trash was blocking some sort of vent or drain and so the water was swirling erratically.  And then a little kid poured in a bottle of bubbles, and somebody’s dog jumped in to chase the pigeons and I thought, quite frankly, “This sucks.”  But then you know what happened as it always does?  The sun came out … The trash did not disappear but there was a beauty revealed, too, I think.  But that’s just my perspective.

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light through a window and on the curtains, and all the associated reflections

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You can read more about my fascination with blurry windows here.

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During the photo shoot for the white series, a petal became dislodged.  And what an unexpected treat.

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Probably not, but it can be fun looking.  These slices of color were found inside shells that lay on Revere Beach.

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trees standing tall in the Fells

trees in shadow upon the ground

and the music that inspired as I decided which sylvan images to post

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It was a bit like finding the rainbow in the ice last week.  I was walking past a sunlit window and turned my head at just the right moment to see something there, that would only be there for a moment.  This morning I was walking past a sunlit window in a different room and turned my head at just the right moment to notice not ephemeral ice but ripples and waves in the old glass.  At certain angles, the ripples distorted my view in wonderful ways.  I’ve posted about the views through this window before (like here).

Branches and old vines. A dead tree with falling bark. A metal fence and crumbling stone wall.  That’s really all that’s captured in any of the photos.

I think the photos have always been taken through the two panes of old glass.  It’s just that the angle of the winter sun was different today, and my perspective was different today.

We’ll see what tomorrow holds in terms of light, perspective and all those other variables that influence a picture.

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I am lucky enough to live in a house with many windows on all sides.  It is a Victorian house built in the early 1900s.  Light is constantly streaming into just about every room, even at night from the street lights.  Whenever and wherever possible, the owner has filled the window frames with old glass from the period and so the glass has ripples and little bubbles.  As I have written many times, arching over the house is a  mighty oak tree.  All that to say, that in my time in this house with a camera in my hand, I have come to love silhouettes and reflections, and all the scenes to be seen through — and in — the looking glass.

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