My ego is sure that your life has been just that little bit more exciting, waiting in anticipation of my next journal entry. Will it b…
My ego is sure that your life has been just that little bit more exciting, waiting in anticipation of my next journal entry. Will it be today? No doubt you’ve sat glued to your computer, clicking the refresh button when curiosity gets the better of you. Maybe I’ve written another entry now? No. How about now? I wouldn’t be surprised if countless meals have been left uneaten in an effort not to be away from the computer when it finally happens. A new journal entry. Then suddenly, there it is! Are you sure? Yes. Yes you’re sure! Finally. Finally a new journal entry from me! Your eyes click into focus. You begin reading. What new words of… wait… what’s this? As if you’ve been sitting around just waiting for me to write a new entry. Arrogant fool! What kind of ego maniac thinks people just sit around waiting for journal entries. Not you that’s for sure! I think you should tell me exactly what you think of me. Go on. Do it now. Write a comment. Get it out of your system. There! That should put me back in place. Then as suddenly as it appeared, the journal entry ends. Life becomes empty and you sit back and wait once more. I’m sure to post again soon. Better keep close by. Just in case. The excitement begins all over again.
I don’t know about the rest of you but redbubble has made me act all youthful and excitable again. I’ve never had much of a forum to d…
I don’t know about the rest of you but redbubble has made me act all youthful and excitable again. I’ve never had much of a forum to display my perhaps mediocre photos but redbubble has roused emotions in someone like me who is otherwise quite difficult to affect with hype. I’m acting like a teen with a crush on my first love, constantly logging onto redbubble to see what comments I’ll get next and to pray for that one messgae which says that I’ve made a sale. Not really because of the money and certainly not because I think it makes me anything more as a photographer, but it’s the feeling of the chase in the anticipation and the desire for valid, external recognition. Am I the only one here who feels like that?
Bags packed and standing sentry at the door. / Tickets and passports, / Maps and gadgets, / All in their places and ready to go. / The fridge…
Bags packed and standing sentry at the door. / Tickets and passports, / Maps and gadgets, / All in their places and ready to go. / The fridge grows empty and silent. / Only the ticking of the clock can be heard. / Shutters are lowered and timer light at the ready, / Ready to perform an illusion to passers-by of activity within. / The house is quiet and still as the final night slips by. / With dawn will come…...................adventure.
“What I like most about photography is the moment that you can’t anticipate; / you have to me constantly watching for it, ready to welcome…
“What I like most about photography is the moment that you can’t anticipate; / you have to me constantly watching for it, ready to welcome the unexpected”. / author unknown
Glowering heavens, ponderous, intense / with weighty, cumbersome / cumulus charcoal clouds / drawing close enough to taste, / deeply sigh w…
Glowering heavens, ponderous, intense / with weighty, cumbersome / cumulus charcoal clouds / drawing close enough to taste, / deeply sigh with promise. / Profound luminosity emanates / from the garden’s green soul / and colours, blossoms’ pure power, / of carmine, cobalt and gold / compete for the eye, / eager as young teens at their first school hop. / Hush! The bumble bee, preoccupied, / flies a low line to the haven of his hive / to dance beware messages for his eager swarm. / Click-clack of cat flap heralds the return, / from arabesques and jetées with doomed butterflies / on daisied lawn, of silky pampered feline / to her cushion-comfortable bed. / The bird secretly huddles silent in hidden nest, / occasional soft chirrups the sole clue / highlighting her apprehensive heart. / I too am still, breathless, mindful, rapt, / revelling in expectation of clattering thunder, / And wide-wakening, illuminating lightning / revealing all mighty mountains, luscious meadows, / immense oceans and sweeping sky with electric clarity. / I luxuriate in the excitement of this moment, / hand in hand with you, heart full of wonder, / Before the imminent, soaking celebration / Of the urgent storm.
I just discovered three of my vintage train series have been Featured in the Trains Group, all at once!! I am quite blown away!! They …
I just discovered three of my vintage train series have been Featured in the Trains Group, all at once!! I am quite blown away!! They are The Sleeper, The Washbasin and Anticipation Thanks all for your comments, favouritings and support. Soooo much appreciated. Rosalie :)
I wish to thank the Your Accepted group for adding my photo ‘Is Christmas Coming Or Not!’ to their Top Ten in the Christmas Through the E…
I wish to thank the Your Accepted group for adding my photo ‘Is Christmas Coming Or Not!’ to their Top Ten in the Christmas Through the Eyes Of A Child challenge
Many thanks to your magic place group for featuring anticipation...
Many thanks to your magic place group for featuring anticipation Very much appreciated indeed!
I was asked r…
I was asked recently by my good friend Rick Gustafson / to explain to him some of the thoughts, feelings and symbolism behind Geisha Girl which i did for him. He was very pleased with my explaination and felt it should be part of the writing to accompany the image. I have placed it in my journal as i don’t wish to offend anyone with the slightly sexual content. Geisha Girl. The girl is sat in a low lit room she is surrounded and bathed entirely by darkness. Black for me if you remember from The Secret Garden is a symbol of deeper darker desires and sensual passions that cannot be seen but are known only in the inner self. The fact that she is surrounded by blackness is symbolic of her inner deeper desires coming to the surface and surrounding her totally until they are all she can see before her. The cloth is also black and wrapped around her, overflowing her, surrounding her, taking over the pure white skin symbolic of purity and innocence. She is seated in a submissive position with her arms raised and crossed arms, open hands all figurative of submission and vulnerability, surrender, waiting, embracing, passion, yearning and anticipation of the deeper darker desires that are closing in. But she wants it, she eagerly desires it, anticipates it and wants to embrace it…….she is waiting for it to overwhelm her to take away the responsibility and to overpower her. How she yearns….deeply, deeply yearns, how she waits for its arrival, the long awaited long desired consummation. Her hair is not pinned up, it is free, symbolizing she is not inhibited in anyway. She lifts her hair as a further act of submission to reveal the whiteness of her skin to the viewer…..to the darkness, to the one who waits in the shadows to possess her. She is willing, ready and waiting but she must wait for him but he will only step out of the shadows when he is ready, when he decides and she must be patient. She yearns for his control, she feels safe with him. She trusts him that he will love her and treat her correctly and always with respect and she in turn will obey him. Her neck is a place where life flows through her veins she is offering to him her self and her life. It is also her erogenous zone; she is inviting him to step forward and to kiss her in this intimate place, to embrace her sexuality……to mark her as his. Her shape is feminine, full of curves and inviting, she is unclothed revealing her nakedness, her readiness – nothing hidden away which shows her genuineness and honesty. She longs to allow her deeper darker desires to overtake her and yield to his touch but she sits patiently waiting. She must wait. The ribbon. The ribbon has special meaning. It is again black – the symbol for deeper darker desires and passion. It is tied around her neck and hangs loose down her back. She desires no necklace to adorn her neck, no jewels, no material gain…no she desires something even greater, something more precious that what this world can offer. The ribbon is around her neck where it can be picked up and held by the one in the shadows and she can be lead voluntarily to the place of passion and consummation. It is her collar. It is her symbol of ownership and of being owned. She loves her collar and the one who owns her. Her collar is her visible sign of her submissiveness for her and to her owner. She can touch and feel the representation of the one who owns her anytime she feels vunerable or alone and know he is there in the shadows, he will look after her. But she must wait. The collar forms a circle and when placed around the submissive’s neck is akin to a ring, the symbol of belonging, love and devotion. In order to receive her collar the submissive must first raise her arms above her head and cross them. In Geisha Girl she is waiting…..the ribbon is a merely a symbol of her long awaited collar.
Thank you to everyone who voted for ‘Anticipation’ in the Anticipation challenge. !http://images-1.redbubble.net/img/art/border:whitew…
Thank you to everyone who voted for ‘Anticipation’ in the Anticipation challenge.
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