Category Archives: Daily Post Photo Challenge
The prompt: Contrasts. Light and dark, tall and short, happy and sad — this week, share a shot that captures a contrast.
I have three pictures for this challenge. The first and second are personal, grandfather and grandson, leading me to consider the passing of time, and the contrast between young(er) and old(er) and how we all reflect both continuity, and progress. The young will inherit and learn important things from their elders, who did the same before… The unending spiral of life, because the circle revolves around the same point, and the spiral never goes back to its origin. See this interesting post about circles and spirals
The third is about cultural contrast and overlapping of older and more recent artistic representations. This is a picture of the Mosque in Cordoba, Spain. In this picture, which I took a few mornings ago, we can see two Roman or Visigothic (even the experts can’t agree!) pillars; medieval, Arabic arches; and Renaissance Christian paintings. I can’t be sure, but I’d say the bench and the lamp are 20th century. That adds up to over twenty-one centuries, all in a few square meters. It’s an example of cultural contrast and overlapping. I’d call it the symbiosis of art, history and culture.
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The prompt: Between. This week, capture something between two things, reflect on the process of transition, or interpret this word in your own way.
Most streets in the city where I live have trees lining the pavements.
I’m sure it’s wonderful for the passers by. They are shady, and pretty, and they provide oxygen, and clean the air. Read about the 22 top benefits of trees.
However, I always feel sorry for the poor trees stuck between two blocks of flats, cement, and cars, and pollution, and noisy people…
Trees in the city often look tired and sad to me…
Some, like this one, even manage to grow inside buildings between the bricks, fortunately this lucky tree you can also hear the bells chiming from the Mosque Tower in the background:
City Trees. I always feel they should be in the country, breathing pure air, listening to the wind, and watching the birds play…
That’s what this beautiful poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay is all about.
The trees along this city street,
Save for the traffic and the trains,
Would make a sound as thin and sweet
As trees in country lanes.
And people standing in their shade
Out of a shower, undoubtedly
Would hear such music as is made
Upon a country tree.
Oh, little leaves that are so dumb
Against the shrieking city air,
I watch you when the wind has come,—
I know what sound is there.
Edna St. Vincent Millay was an American lyrical poet, playwright and feminist b. 1892 d. 1950. She was the third woman to receive the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry in 1923 for “The Ballad of the Harp-Weaver“.
This final tree is standing between two doorposts. It’s a restaurant patio, just outside the Faculty of Arts, providing a leafy shade for hungry tourists and teachers…
Are there ‘sad’ trees in your city?
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