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I’m home from vacation full of more image poems (my whole trip was a juicy photographic orgy, if the truth be known) and in catching up with my reading today I was excited to read a post by Barbara Ganley talking about the inter-play between her blogging and her photography… how one will spring naturally from the other, and how the two enrich each other and together create something new.

So here are my two image poems, my "something new" flowing from holiday reveries – immersed in the beauty of nature with my Canon 40D eyes on…

Steve
Held within the stone, radiating light & absorbing heat … flesh against flesh, carved in situ, like a Michelangelo.

A merman emerging, dreaming this moment into being.

Brian

Totally absorbed in the sparkling element … through this baptism flesh leaves its solid form and enters the life of the spirit – just for that one perfect moment – awash between spheres and blessed by leaves – he floats in the liquid now.

Image Poetry

A shocking thing is about to occur – I’m going on vacation. A lay around, dip your toes in a river kind of vacation – for a whole week!

I had the idea of sharing some (more) of my recent photography with you while I’m gone, so I hope you enjoy these short verses of "image poetry" and the words I’ve chosen to accompany them.

Here’s the first one:

Buddhabeauty

Enlightenment, for a wave in the ocean, is the moment the wave realizes it is water.
~ Thich Nhat Hanh

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Social Networks

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E-Learning guru Jay Cross has written a fascinating post about an Aboriginal painting (note: not the one above) that he saw during a recent trip to Australia, and his reading of the imagery – comparing it with social networks and the politics of change.

But the fun doesn’t stop there! Jay’s readers continued to analyze the image in their comments and some valuable insights emerged. The whole post was an excellent example of both the power of art to convey meaning and the way we evolve meaning through the power of networks.

Are You Anybody’s Favorite Person?

This cool little micro-movie (4 minutes) by the Independent filmmaker Miranda July asks an interesting question:

While I very much appreciate the artistry of the film, and the idea of being beloved by friends and family is lovely, the premise of being someone’s "favorite" person seems a little impossibly exclusive. I’m not sure who I could point to if asked this question.

If pressed, I’d probably say my guy is my absolute favorite person (at least some of the time :-), but the truth is I have several "favorite" people in my life, all of whom are essential and deeply beloved. How about you? Do you have a favorite person? Are you somebody’s favorite? What do you think about this question?