Photography: Point Of View

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Alley cat point of view

Contemplating real joy: Rebirth

Comments

Anonymous said…
I love the pic's. I still say try and get some published. Between your pic's and writing, it is only a matter of time before you are published somewhere! :) I wish I had as much artistic talent as you! Have a great evening. I am off shortly from job #1 to go to job #2. But it is not too bad only 3 nights a week, and I still have weekends off. So, no complaints! :)
Tuesday, June 13, 2006 5:34:00 PM
Professor Zero said…
hey, faith's right about the pictures, too! :-)
Tuesday, June 13, 2006 6:36:00 PM
Anonymous said…
Beautiful!
Tuesday, June 13, 2006 7:37:00 PM
Stephen A. Bess said…
faith-
Thank you so much Faith. You are such a hard working woman. Well, at least the weekend is yours. Take care.

profzero-
you're too kind. Thanks! :)

serious-
Thank you. :)
Wednesday, June 14, 2006 8:50:00 AM
Anonymous said…
Brilliant!! Only you can stop yourself Mr Bess. Your gift is highly conspicious, and obvious ***wink***
Wednesday, June 14, 2006 10:43:00 AM
Anonymous said…
conspicuous, sorry
Wednesday, June 14, 2006 10:44:00 AM
Stephen A. Bess said…
tryphina-
I'll let you do the editing. :) Thanks, love.
Wednesday, June 14, 2006 10:48:00 AM
Ananda said…
alley cat view is wonderfully urban. love it. and contemplating real joy:rebirth is groovy. how did you get the photo to have that look? the title reminds me of a song called "new life" by south african guitarist jonathan butler. the song inspires and celebrates what happens when we open our minds, let go of the past, and walk through elegba's door, face our fears, and courageously step into a new joy called rebirth. yeah man, i feel that photo. tyou for sharing and giving me something to flow on this afternoon as i take a break by checking out your photos. always love to stop through and see what's cooking in your creative gumbo of a kitchen. keep stirring your pot...peace in, ananda ... a very sleepy former energizer bunny... ps: last night i discovered that when you put your pjs on at 7pm and pull the covers over your eyes by 7:03pm, you are as tired as the man in your metro picture. i think early evening bedtimes are God's ways of saying you need to rest your ass so lay down soulsista. and that i did. much laughs and light to you. :)
Wednesday, June 14, 2006 2:39:00 PM
Stephen A. Bess said…
ananda-
you're making me hungry with those references to gumbo and stirring. :)I'm glad that you can feel the photos. I adjusted the image of rebirth with my FinePix image mixer. Yes, get your rest sista. I know that I need mine.
Wednesday, June 14, 2006 3:26:00 PM
NML/Natalie said…
I love your pictures. The first one was particularly vibrant.
Thursday, June 15, 2006 5:04:00 AM
Michelle said…
WOW -- these really are good. Love the alley cat POV. Have you thought of doing a book????????? You should!
Thursday, June 15, 2006 5:10:00 PM
Stephen A. Bess said…
michelle-
Thanks Michelle. :)
Do you mean a book of photographs? That sounds nice.
Thursday, June 15, 2006 5:21:00 PM
Anonymous said…
ananda.. haa haaaa, yep!! a tired body is the most stubborn organism alive haa haaa you said it brilliantly!! "ananda ... a very sleepy former energizer bunny..."
'Been around the block a few times, I can relate. Well, kinda makes me feel like I am normal to hear someone else's account of same :)

Ooops!! sorry Stephen did I talk on your time??
Friday, June 16, 2006 1:44:00 PM
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