(Well, actually I need ground and plenty of water too )

Yesterday wasn’t really sunny so I did play too much with lights in picture editing. ^_^

Any relative: “Is that one of the…”

Me: “Yep, one of the flower we have on the balcony.”

his/her/their answer: “Ah!”

How I love when this happens!

Big day today because I woke up at 7:20 am and it’s 8:23 pm and I still didn’t fall asleep.

Big day today even for this little 3 0f 8 planted-”guys” are already coming out…

Considering I planted those sunflower seeds on April 15th, seems cool, eh?!

Something close to a scientific curiosity, or better just curiosity, than an effective form of “art”.

That’s me too, sorry!

If I’m not wrong it forms two symmetrically placed leaves per “level”,  and each leaf-level is orthogonal to the previous one.

I’m not sure what happens soon before it forms the bud… we’ll see!

I know I might check on wikipedia or anywhere else, and find proper description, but I enjoy to observe nature with my own eyes and picture it when possible.

A flower of which I’ve not been taking a picture of since spring 2008

To end up with a post lunch “walk on the balcony” with parents to get the last sun rays and, to bother mom while she was eating her mandarin orange

and the webmaster came to solve some little problems with my computers

I bothered him a little to take this picture but he didn’t complain too much. He can be lovely, can’t he? 

Today outside was cloudy and cold, this wasted our plans to stay a whole day out taking pictures.

I wanted to try to plant two sunflower seeds. One comes from the present I received from the webmaster for my 21st birthday. The other is one year younger because I  hadsaved the “present fruits” and planted eight of them in following spring.

I had the luck to see a little sunflower blooming at the end of November and still looking nice in December, why shouldn’t they bloom a few days away from spring? We’ll see what happens.

These 2 little sunflower seeds, challenged by the weather conditions, remind me so many events that, I’d really love to see them blooming.

The ring is our promise ring and is two years old now. I love the way the numbers three and two repeated for several reasons today.

Probably the only one in this place and time, and stronger than I appear. Probably not.

Definitely alive, real and loved

I’ve taken more than 2 months to grow a few centimeters.

There have been cold, dry and warm days.

At the end of September, when I was only a sprout came a very terrible storm at night, and a girl run outside, under the rain, in order to save me and my 2 little brothers living in another vase. Her mother yelled at her saying: “What did you do there?! You are all wet now!”

An animal ate all my first leaves, and this probably slowed down my growth.

In October there have been terrible rainy days that cooled air and killed my brothers, but I kept on going ahead.

I gave up growing too much. I gave up becoming as majestic as were my parents in July. I only wanted to live and do my best and enjoy and use every single ray of light that hit me.

A few days ago came very warm days that made me able to grew a little more but…

I started lacking of water. “Were was gone that girl? She no longer come outside checking me… I need water”.

2 days ago she saw me. She gave me water, she cared of me… I finally bloomed today.

Nobody believed I would have ever bloomed or survived, except that girl.

At first I hated her, I was suffering and wondering: Why did she plant me in such a wrong place and period?
I don’t know the answer.

Other people come and smile or laugh at me saying “Oh! You bloomed in a wrong period my dear” or saying “Oh! How small you are”.

I’ll never be majestic because I’ve been planted in the wrong period and place, but…

I’m alive and I’ve lived longer and seen seasons that all my other relatives have never seen.

I saw that girl smiling proud of me.

I won my little battle.

-”I want to make the picture look old”

- “I want to play with editing photos program”

- “I want to see how it looks like”, etc…

I found pretty annoying people that say “B&W is MORE artistic…”. Every time some told me such a thing I had to “bite my toungue” to not start asking: “What do you mean by “more artistic”? Why don’t you just say “I like B&W more”?”

I don’t have many B&W pictures… except those one that are”low key shots” (or kinda) like this:

or because, for some reason that I don’t know a picture seemed telling me:

“I might look nice in B&W, try”.

Thanks Lord taking pictures is not something that follows a 100% logical path, it’s a lot based on instinct (or feelings if you wanna be a little more “romantic”).

I NEVER take shots directly in B&W, even when I think that I’ll  turn that picture in a B&W one. Why? 2 simple reason.

1) A man I trust a lot (as a photographer) once told me that it works better if you take your pictures in raw and color mode. So the first cause is that I’m able to “trust”.

2) I’m a dreamer (or unsure) kind of person: I always think that later I might enjoy that shot more in color than in B&W, so “Why should I cut a chance of a better beauty in my life?”

Here I’m just telling my “way to be” with no intention of teaching something… How could I?
I’m the “living abortion” of a physicist and an i-photographer (imaginary photographer) who knows pretty few about post production and quite nothing about photography history… therefore my words worth quite nothing in both worlds, but I do think that I might share “Beauty I see”, therefore I’ll keep on taking this blog. At least it helps me to not get crazy and start hating life

Enjoy your life!

(well, not properly and HDR , but probably close enough…)

This picture has been taken on July 10th 2009, as the following 3 pictures, that I edited on July 13th.

And this:

The second one I edited today.
It reminded me that in the following days it fully bloomed and… I just ignored it because I just become unable to take any other pictures… seems like this last sunflower knew its destiny and started opening in a way that it already can seem dead or, just bending in front of something it cannot control…

And, except for a picture, I haven’t take so “colorful” and “detailed” pictures since that day.

It’s weird, so weird!