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Where is the poetry?

Welcome to my humble portfolio. All of the photography on this blog is by me or, rather, what I make of things. I somewhat defy the sense of Tumblr and do not reblog.

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Anti-scene! - 2
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Anti-scene! - 2
Anti-scene! - 2
Anti-scene! - 2
Anti-scene! - 2
Anti-scene! - 2

Anti-scene! - 2

A quick, brute glimpse into my non-tumblr persona. Grind on you crazy diamond!

The lighting, i.e. atmosphere at concerts always fascinates me. Finally managed to step up my shooting from out of the mosh pit from digital to analogue with a 3200iso film and just spur of the moment snapshots on f1.8 and 1/60 sec.

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Simple songs, morning clear — how many lives and thoughts have set so that these should rise, grass, flowers, day, mortality. Bo Carpelan - Simple Songs - translation © 2011 David McDuff found on: http://nordicvoicesinprint.wordpress.com/


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The heart does not accord with its bounds, nor the poem with reality, nor reality with God’s dream. What sort of a dialogue is it that transforms you without you yourself being transformed? Do not seek in the mute grass, seek the mute grass. Bo Carpelan - The mute grass - translation © 2011 David McDuff found on: http://nordicvoicesinprint.wordpress.com/


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