Art, photoart and Photography by me. Imagik = image magic. Magic is the effect that image-play has on me. I hope to share that. Images, eclectic, whatever turns me on at the moment. My creative play. To say it, cross imagination with magic.
Wednesday, August 05, 2009
In the forest deep
In the forest deep (Indian Pipes), by Mary Stebbins Taitt.
Not all efforts please me, but I decided to post this anyway while I consider what I'd have preferred.
I know what you mean ... and this is something of a curious, manipulated layering. What are indian pipes? A flower? Or, the actual smokum thingys sticked in the ground? :)
i LOVE it... just thought i'd give an alternative perspective... mine! i'm glad you posted this, mary. we find this with poems in our group, too. sometimes something really stands out to everyone except the poet!i like it very much. hope you have a lovely morning. xoxoxoxooxox
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I know what you mean ... and this is something of a curious, manipulated layering. What are indian pipes? A flower? Or, the actual smokum thingys sticked in the ground? :)
They are a flower, one that has no chlorophyll. I'm not happy with this, but I am out of time to "play" right now.
i LOVE it... just thought i'd give an alternative perspective... mine! i'm glad you posted this, mary. we find this with poems in our group, too. sometimes something really stands out to everyone except the poet!i like it very much. hope you have a lovely morning. xoxoxoxooxox
I am so glad you like it, Laura--it resonated for me but I couldn;'t quite get what I wanted.
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