night

night photos mostly taken with my Canon EOS 5D Mark 2 using RAW format.
Tripod.

out the back

As part of my daily spiritual practice, I make sure I not just ‘look out the back’, but go out there and spend time to investigate.
The things that are hidden from view are often the things that are not meant to be seen (in society). Most people would not go around the back to see the dumpsters and experience the smell and visceral nature of what is perceived as ‘ugly’.
If I am to grow, I need to take a daily inventory of all that I have, not just the ‘good’ things.
Metaphor is a powerful thing because language is how we construct reality. These days I’m no longer afraid to go ‘out the back’ and spend some valuable time there.

over & under

stairs, ladders, tunnels, bridges, basements, roofs etc. etc. all have an ability to draw me in.
It’s is also the metaphorical nature of these places & things that also interest me.
i.e. the term ‘over the top’ was first phrased in the first world war. (going over the top of the trench to fight the enemy) which often would result in death.

over pass

underpass

trainpass

daddy

While tearing off a game of golf

I may make a play for the caddy

But when I do, I don’t follow through

Cause my heart belongs to Daddy

If I invite a boy some night

To dine on some fine food and haddie

I  just adore his asking for more

But my heart belongs to Daddy

Yes, my heart belongs to Daddy

I simply couldn’t be bad

Oh, my heart belongs to Daddy

Da, Da, Da, Da, Da, Da, Da, Da,

DAAAAD I want to warn you, laddie

I think you’re perfectly swell

But my heart belongs to Daddy

Cause my Daddy, he treats me so well

Yes, my heart belongs to Daddy

I simply couldn’t be bad

Oh, my heart belongs to Daddy

Da, Da, Da, Da, Da, Da, Da, Da,

DAAAAD I want to warn you laddie

I think you’re perfectly swell

But my heart belongs to Daddy

Cause he treats me so nice Yes, he treats me so nice

So my heart belongs to Da, Da, Da, DAAAAD