Shift in Nature

A bleak shift in nature,

inadvertent change of plans,

helm slipping from the hands:

the surface of Neptune.

A clear beam of moonlight

slits the ocean's wrath.

The vessel without a path

makes it into the bight.

  

Stern Fortune

A waft into the whirlwind, vesselled within a thin, wobbly film; unanchored, unmoored.

Unwittingly drifting towards a prow, where all flanks knot into a dire fate. Beheaded and all at sea; lying ahull, until inescapably becoming aground.

On the wharf, a long legged steward waits for the uncomplaining passengers to disembark.

Extraterrestrial Younglings

Technicolor Zombies

Sprouting out of a spiny trunk,

colours look not how they are supposed to.

A veil is dyeing the air with a spurious tint.

Avail is dying, their hopes of deliverance with it.

Yet, are the tones behind the curtain truly in key?

Reminds me of a cubist I know

The Fool on the Roof

Probably one of my favourite locations in the world (Not that I have been around much) is the roof at my home. There I have seen countless sunsets and all kinds of cloud formation art. Here I share a couple of the best I have caught.

A great gig in the sky

The above is actually the side opposite to where the sun was setting, but the cloud was reflecting a nicely coloured light.

I'll follow the sun

An orange yellowish sunset with funny clouds. Taken with a pretty old Kodak Retinette, and surprisingly the picture came out fine.

Two too many

In a garage sale I found this pretty old looking little camera. A Brownie Flash IV in perfect working condition, well except for the flashbulb that wasn't quite there any more (Probably used a single shot disposable flashbulbs anyway). I couldn't resist her beauty so I took a few photos of her. And it had a very old roll winded in there.

Definitely too many

The whole package

It even conserved a couple of very old LR6 (AA) batteries, apparently then called Penlight batteries (Pila pluma fuente in spanish), beautiful.

The twins

Both bases down

Three landscapes

(Click on the pictures to enlarge)

Fields near the mountainous woods of Mazamitla

Islets in a semi-deserted beach in Michoacán

The quaint city of Guanajuato

Just exemplifying again the wildly different landscapes that can be found in the region. Sadly the ever increasing reports violence in the zone has steered travellers away from these lands, specially for the first two. Sadder is that it is probably perfectly safe for anyone to go there; all there is is fear.

Blues on the Railway

The Train Kept-a-rolling

The plasticky Baoca BC-9

I went on another bicycle trip across the the suburbs of my home town when I had the luck of seeing this train coming. Being a mechanical engineer and all, I can hardly stand still at powerfulness of these machines; it is always very impressive, no matter how old you are. I was carrying and old, plastic, 35mm camera, very lightweight and convenient in this kind of journey. I don't remember when I got this device nor do I know where it came from (I only know it is a Baoca BC-9 because it says so), but it turns out it takes pretty interesting little pictures like this one.

This reminds me of another one of the silly and useless activities I more or less regularly engage. I have this idea of collecting sounds of mundane life, like a photograph, but of a sound instead of a view. So here the sonography of a train rolling. It might have been a different train, in a different day from the one of the picture, but at least it was the same place.

Very likely, most of you will find this hundred of seconds absolutely uninteresting, but I like to think a good part of the perception of my reality comes from my ears. The loud and rhythmic sound of the rolling steel contributes to the amazement these artefacts generate in me. I could never be one of those people that are always using headphones while out on the street, I'd feel like I'm missing half of what's going on.