Sunday, October 20, 2024

B&W Photo Souvenirs: Fumarole, Driftwood, Home Garden, Young Pilot and Danajon Reef.

 B&W Photo Souvenirs 
Fumarole, Driftwood, Home Garden, Young Pilot, 
and Danajon Reef.

“Black and white creates a strange dreamscape 
that color never can.” – Jack Antonoff
Dr Abe V Rotor


Fumarole
Mud Spring
Mt Makiling, Laguna

I say you are truly a good daughter,
For you release the anger of your mother
That would in her episode smother
My lovely mountain and those I care.
        
“Black and white can transform a scene 
into something magical.” – Rob Sheppard


Driftwood
- AVRotor, Light in the Woods 1995

The ultimate test of any civilization
is not in its inventions and deeds,
but the endurance of Mother Nature
in keeping up with man's needs.
“Black and white does more to evoke an emotion and freeze 
a moment in time.” – Kyle Anstey


Home Garden 
 My Late Son, Pao and his Yaya, Conching  
Lagro QC

This is a patch of Eden,
the work of Grimm's Seven*,
a shade in the lost Garden
and a li'l corner of Heaven.

Fish play in the pond,
Crucifers grow on sand,
and tomatoes line the bund,
while vine reach for the sun.
- AV Rotor 1994

* "The Seven Ravens" is a German fairy tale collected by the Brothers Grimm. 
It is of Aarne–Thompson type 451, commonly found throughout Europe. 
Other variants of the Aarne–Thompson type include The Six Swans, 
The Twelve Wild Ducks, Udea and her Seven Brothers, The Wild Swans, 
and The Twelve Brothers. Wikipedia


Young Pilot
(On board a Huey helicopter
from Cebu to Siquijor)

Thirteen were on the beat,
and I was the thirteenth
sharing the gunner's seat
on Friday, the thirteenth,
when at thirteen feet
above the choppy channel,
an omen challenged courage -
a young face turned and beamed
the confidence I lacked.
- AV Rotor 1993

“Life is in color, but black and white is more realistic.” 
– Samuel Fuller


Danajon Reef
Western Coast of Bohol

Far, far away by boat, 
away from drudgery
at the other side of a moat
is this blue, blue sea -
a Shangri-La to soothe scars,
where in quiet reminiscence
the corals and stars
twinkle in cadence,
where the sky meets the sea,
the cloud rises from the water,
and fishes sail to the sky.
And I? Oh, 
I'm but a foreign matter. ~

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