Magnificent shot, excellent sentiments. The modern world behind could be the ruins of the ancient civilization on which it’s built. Happy few indeed.
I know a few Kuwaitis whose only idea is to rush on the island as soon as the week end has starded, to run away from noise, trafic jam, admistration spams and social conventions… Thanks Sheila !
Beautiful atmosphere, Hélène ! The contrast between the flatness and tranquillity of the island and the modern madhouse of the city in the background must be enormous indeed… What is the guy on the photo actually doing ?
Sorry, it seems obvious to me because I see it everyday… He is a fisherman (actually the watchman of the place where I stay, going fishing when he has free time as we are actually living right on the beach) and he is preparing the large net he will leave in the shallow water by the shore, having just to collect the fish when the tide is low. The simplest way to get fish, just requires regular maintenance on the net… Thank you for your comment Anne, always a pleasure to read you. And, yes, it is quite an experience to live on such a place so next to Kuwait City, I am afraid i am getting dangerously used to this tranquillity ! ;-)
Thank you very much for telling me more about the fisherman and his way of fishing ! Tranquillity is so precious, isn’t it ? And addictive too… I hope you’re able to stay on the island as long as possible ! :-))
Well, according to the schedule, I should spend most of my time there for the next few years, or until next world crisis… You’re most welcome if you need a break and wish to pay me a visit ! Or I might return completely to wild life… ;-)
A string farmer :) Wonderful shot Helene, another classic contrast of two worlds in the same place
Needs regular watering but don’t even have to bother about it… If only the other NET, the virtual one, could work so well, but ours seems to have been trained in Japan and doesn’t understand the local language… (unlike the faithful wheelbarrows ;-)
Très belle image! Quel jardin dans ce désert pour l’eau douce de ce jardinier? les seules plantes captant les maigres ressources ne seraient-elles que ces tours de béton poussant comme de la mauvaises herbe?
Un mauvais point pour les architectes, mais bon, ce n’est pas de leur faute, il faut bien qu’ils vivent, et aussi qu’ils s’amusent ! Maudissons plutôt l’inventeur de la climatisation, c’est lui qui a coupé les gens de leur monde réel… ;-) Merci Graphit !
je suis tout à fait d’accord avec toi, la clim ne devrait être que le complément à une ventilation naturelle bien pensée pour rafraîchir. Sans parler du fait fait que l’on habitue l’organisme à ne plus supporter les températures “naturelles” tout en lui infligeant des chocs thermiques entre dedans et dehors… mais c’est une histoire… restons dans la photo…
A la bonne heure, j’ai parfois l’impression d’être Don Quichotte en face des moulins à vent de la clim… mais je vois que je ne suis pas tout à fait la seule ! ;-)
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Excellent composition, and comment on happiness.
On this island (max altitude 7 m asl), you become a sucker for vertical lines… Thank you FM
– Hélène David-Cuny
Magnificent shot, excellent sentiments. The modern world behind could be the ruins of the ancient civilization on which it’s built. Happy few indeed.
I know a few Kuwaitis whose only idea is to rush on the island as soon as the week end has starded, to run away from noise, trafic jam, admistration spams and social conventions… Thanks Sheila !
– Hélène David-Cuny
fantastic photo!!!
Thank you Solomon
– Hélène David-Cuny
Beautiful atmosphere, Hélène ! The contrast between the flatness and tranquillity of the island and the modern madhouse of the city in the background must be enormous indeed… What is the guy on the photo actually doing ?
Sorry, it seems obvious to me because I see it everyday… He is a fisherman (actually the watchman of the place where I stay, going fishing when he has free time as we are actually living right on the beach) and he is preparing the large net he will leave in the shallow water by the shore, having just to collect the fish when the tide is low. The simplest way to get fish, just requires regular maintenance on the net… Thank you for your comment Anne, always a pleasure to read you. And, yes, it is quite an experience to live on such a place so next to Kuwait City, I am afraid i am getting dangerously used to this tranquillity ! ;-)
– Hélène David-Cuny
Thank you very much for telling me more about the fisherman and his way of fishing !
Tranquillity is so precious, isn’t it ? And addictive too… I hope you’re able to stay on the island as long as possible ! :-))
Well, according to the schedule, I should spend most of my time there for the next few years, or until next world crisis… You’re most welcome if you need a break and wish to pay me a visit ! Or I might return completely to wild life… ;-)
– Hélène David-Cuny
A string farmer :) Wonderful shot Helene, another classic contrast of two worlds in the same place
Needs regular watering but don’t even have to bother about it… If only the other NET, the virtual one, could work so well, but ours seems to have been trained in Japan and doesn’t understand the local language… (unlike the faithful wheelbarrows ;-)
– Hélène David-Cuny
Another interesting juxtaposition … and another fine image Helene!
Thank you Lee ! :-))
– Hélène David-Cuny
Très belle image! Quel jardin dans ce désert pour l’eau douce de ce jardinier? les seules plantes captant les maigres ressources ne seraient-elles que ces tours de béton poussant comme de la mauvaises herbe?
Un mauvais point pour les architectes, mais bon, ce n’est pas de leur faute, il faut bien qu’ils vivent, et aussi qu’ils s’amusent ! Maudissons plutôt l’inventeur de la climatisation, c’est lui qui a coupé les gens de leur monde réel… ;-) Merci Graphit !
– Hélène David-Cuny
Thanks for sharing with the Art of the Middle East group.
Thank you Eyal !
– Hélène David-Cuny
je suis tout à fait d’accord avec toi, la clim ne devrait être que le complément à une ventilation naturelle bien pensée pour rafraîchir. Sans parler du fait fait que l’on habitue l’organisme à ne plus supporter les températures “naturelles” tout en lui infligeant des chocs thermiques entre dedans et dehors… mais c’est une histoire… restons dans la photo…
A la bonne heure, j’ai parfois l’impression d’être Don Quichotte en face des moulins à vent de la clim… mais je vois que je ne suis pas tout à fait la seule ! ;-)
– Hélène David-Cuny