I wanted to seize that ephemeral moment of a splash with my camera. So I picked up a seashell I had brought back home from the beach, threw it in my pool, and captured the splash. The whitish circle on the left of the photo is the seashell, which caused the ripples and now rests at the bottom of the pool. The helpless shell plunged into the saltless mass of water, which will have to adapt to the chorine and the tiles, represents the displacement experienced by someone thrust into another culture, who will have to adapt or die. The ripples are the memory of the journey…
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Gorgeous – the color of the pool is ours – but the pattern, oh my! Brilliant photo and essay.
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Thanks! Glad you like it Noelle!
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I love your analogy of the ripple representing a displacement experience. Great photo also.
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Thanks! I popped into your blog through Noelle. Pleased to ‘meet’ you!
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Hi Luccia Glad to meet you also. A great community within the blogging world. Will see more of you Cheers Irene
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