Photography & Poetry
What would prompt me if not a photo? Where would I go if I had but one tomorrow? Of the flames lit inside of me, which is the one that fuels naturally? If the slate were blank and the mind cleaned, what colors would rise to the surface to bleed? If the … Continue reading Printless Sand
The lines in my lenses connect bodies and souls, lead to the unknown beyond the path, perhaps to home. The lines in my lenses I follow up to remind me of my humility, to thank the Lord above. The lines in my lenses lead me to be grateful, draw me in to the … Continue reading The Lines in My Lenses
The theme for this week's Lens-Artist Challenge #80 is Leading Lines. After spending way too long going through my photos and selecting some of my "prize-winning" shots, I came to this one and halted. My eyes watered, too. Although this image does not at first appear beautiful, its story is. The idea of lines in photography … Continue reading The Lines that Lead Us…
The windows I've peered out from in life have often been cracked with broken blinds and non-parallel slats, no out-of-the-ordinary views for I have not seen much "of the world" in terms of geography, only my local beautiful. Yet when I revisit the panes in my gallery to see if I have any … Continue reading Windows
C h a s i n g clouds, sunsets and rises with my lens, attempting to capture the blend of what there is and what I see to compare and to morph my dreams with reality, framing fantasies, peering into portals, other worlds in the puddles, … Continue reading Upon My Palette
Like with the tides, sometimes the moon pulls on my heart. But in the morn, the reach of your warmth fills me for a fresh start. All words and images @LauraDenise
A broken shell, a damaged heart, can still be filled, can overflow, with light and warmth. All words and images on this site ©LauraDenise
