Wordless Wednesday: Tokyo At Dusk
Photo courtesy of Stuck In Customs via Flickr
Tagged: Color, Japan, Meme, Photo, Photography, Wordless Wednesday
8 Free Converse iPhone Wallpapers
I love Converse sneakers. I spend countless hours looking at photos with Converse sneakers in them. There are groups devoted to Converse sneakers on Flickr. How do I know this? Because Converse is my porn.
There is nothing hotter than a pair of Chucks, so I decided to create some iPhone wallpapers for all you other Converse fans out there. All of these photos are licensed under the Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-Share Alike 2.0 License.
- Each photo was edited by me for use as a wallpaper for your iPhone.
- Each photo is given credit to the original photographer.
If you like any of these wallpapers, download them by right-clicking the image and choosing “Save as”.
Ready to see the goods? Here we go!
Tagged: BW, Converse, Creative Commons, Freebies, iPhone, Photography, Shoes, Wallpaper
The Genesis of Butterflies
The Genesis of Butterflies by Victor Hugo (1802 – 1885)
The dawn is smiling on the dew that covers
The tearful roses; lo, the little lovers
That kiss the buds, and all the flutterings
In jasmine bloom, and privet, of white wings,
That go and come, and fly, and peep and hide,
With muffled music, murmured far and wide.
Ah, the Spring time, when we think of all the lays
That dreamy lovers send to dreamy mays,
Of the fond hearts within a billet bound,
Of all the soft silk paper that pens wound,
The messages of love that mortals write
Filled with intoxication of delight,
Written in April and before the May time
Shredded and flown, playthings for the wind’s playtime,
We dream that all white butterflies above,
Who seek through clouds or waters souls to love,
And leave their lady mistress in despair,
To flit to flowers, as kinder and more fair,
Are but torn love-letters, that through the skies
Flutter, and float, and change to butterflies.
Image courtesy of mel!nka via Flickr
Tagged: Author, Fantasy, Favorite, Inspiration, Photography, Poems, Poet
Edgar Allen Poe – The Black Cat
If you didn’t know already, I love photographs and art. I use different sites to find collect images I find around the internet that speak to me in some form or another. Rather than post images on this site and create clutter, I recently started a Posterous blog that allows me to share pictures I like and add a quote or song lyric that I think of when I see the image. It also helps that I can quickly post from my iPhone via email.
Recently, I came across an image that reminded me of Edgar Allen Poe’s short story The Black Cat. Now, I wanted to share this on Posterous, but if you hadn’t read the story you wouldn’t understand why I chose The Black Cat to quote from unless you are familiar with it. Since The Black Cat is in the public domain, I decided to post it here in it’s entirety so you can read the story yourself, if you so choose.
Tagged: Classic, Death, Horror, Irony, Literature, Metaphors, Painting, Pets, Photo, Photography, Poet, Short Story
Groovin’ to Romain Laurent
Romain Laurent is an awesome photographer/artist. I like the different themes and concepts he uses in his images, and they go beyond just an ordinary image to become art. To check out more photos from Romain, check out his website.
Images Copyright Romain Laurent. Click images to enlarge.
Tagged: Art, Cool, Favorite, Inspiration, Photography
Tulips
And tulips, children love to stretch
Their fingers down, to feel in each
Its beauty’s sweet nearer. – Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Image courtesy of Flickr
Tagged: BW, Photography, Photoshop, Poem, Poetry
We Need To
Excellent photo taken by my friend Kevin. This was not photo-shopped!
Tagged: Cool, Friendly Links, Photography, Thoughts
A Bee’s Life
Disclaimer: No bees or photographers were hurt in the snapping of this photo.
Special thanks to Lordtrilink!
Tagged: Cool, Friendly Links, Nature, Photography
Dandelion
I wrote this poem in January and it was featured on my old blog. I thought I would repost it here.
I remember the first time I saw her-
she stood out in the crowd with her delicate golden hair.
How it shined in the sunlight!
I adored watching the light pass through the strands,
glistening as she swayed to and fro.
I loved that dance.
Then one day I noticed her hair was no longer golden, but white.
Had I not noticed the change?
Had time cheated me of relishing in her beauty and scent?
Or had all the long hours
seemed diminished to a few fond memories?
Even though she was now much more fragile and her scent had changed,
she was still my girl.
Until one day as I looked out my window I saw a mere child pluck her up and blow into her luminous hair,
and I watched as it scattered into the breeze and all that was left was her lifeless body,
thrown aside like a weed.
A tear flowed down my cheek as I stood there watching her demise.
Oh, how I had loved her.
But where there is death, there is birth
and now I count the days until I can watch her beautiful children grow.
Poem titled Dandelion. Photos courtesy of Stock Xchng.
Copyright © 2008 April Nanney
Tagged: Nature, Personal, Photography, Poem, Poetry
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