Photographs
Whenever I had myself photographed,
The resultant photographs all the time
Showed the images poorer and belied
All my expectation I had of my figure.
10.08.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The satisfaction defined
Over expectation-
Under expectation-
Exact expectation-
Satisfaction equals
Reality minus expectation.
09.07.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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All my life I've taken photographs of people who are completely at peace being what they were in the situations I photographed them in.
quote by Jock Sturges
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Tore Down A La Rimbaud
Showed me pictures in the gallery
Showed me novels on the shelf
Put my hands across the table
Gave me knowledge of myself.
Showed me visions, showed me nightmares
Gave me dreams that never end
Showed me light out of the tunnel
When there was darkness all around instead.
Tore down a la rimbaud
And I wish my message would come
Tore down a la rimbaud, you know its hard some time
You know its hard some time.
Showed me ways and means and motions
Showed me what its like to be
Gave me days of deep devotions
Showed me things I cannot see.
Tore down a la rimbaud
And I wish my purpose would come
Tore down a la rimbaud, you know its hard some time.
You know its hard some time.
Showed me different shapes and colours
Showed me many different roads
Gave me very clear instructions
When I was in the dark night of the soul.
Tore down a la rimbaud
And I wish my writing would come
Tore down a la rimbaud, you know its hard some time.
You know its hard some time.
song performed by by Van Morrison
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I just yesterday returned from a trip where I photographed a woman with two children whom I photographed first when she was the age of the older of the two children.
quote by Jock Sturges
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When words become unclear, I shall focus with photographs. When images become inadequate, I shall be content with silence.
quote by Ansel Adams
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Presentation matters
An ass, too, is nice
if well photographed.
Even a horse is shabby
if poorly photographed.
An old woman looks a beauty
if drawn by a good artist.
Narration, not the theme
makes a story good.
Not what you said or did,
but how you said or did did, matters.
14.03.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Drip Dry Man
I woke up this morning
and there against the adjacent wall
stood a dark figure near the radiator.
An intruder trying to keep warm?
As my eyes became more focused
the figure became clear.
It was none other
than the drip dry man.
22 January 2009
poem by David Harris
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There are particular images that I like. Allegro is composed of a series of still life photographs that has been put to speed. There is so much care that has gone into the composition of the cinematography.
quote by Helena Christensen
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The Bible in 256 Words
To be found, I must have been lost.
To be healed, I must have been broken.
To know love, I must know hate.
Nobody understood why we were all here.
Until, He came.
He came as His son, one of His children.
He showed us how to please Him.
We sacrificed others for the sake of self.
Burnt offerings.
We still don't get it.
The story, the life, the example.
For He died for us, so we should die for another.
To show the true meaning of love.
Love is not an expectation.
An expectation is an expectation.
He died, so we expect to be saved?
Turn from our ways, and forgive ourselves.
It is not ourselves we have wronged.
It was another.
Was I angry at another?
Or was I protecting the shame and guilt I felt by not pleasing my creator?
Honor comes from inner.
For if I did not react, I would know I have pleased my creator.
Instead, I pleased myself.
Do unto others, as I would have done unto myself.
For when I do unto others, I do unto myself.
I just don't realize it.
Revelation is my end, not everyone else's.
Genesis is my beginning.
Eden is my heaven.
And Jesus is my guide.
What is last is first.
To love other's before self,
Is to find self through others.
I am called to nail myself to the cross.
Sacrifice myself.
It is the way, the truth and the light.
As was my example to follow.
Not just to be a fan of.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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I Showed Her
Its catching up to me right now
Everything that Ive said
The night I left her there
When I said I wanted out
I was angry and upset
And at the time I could care less about staying there
I had to prove I didnt care
As much as she thought I did
[chorus:]
I showed her
I let my pride take me
Far away from the only woman I loved
I showed her
Now she has found someone new
And her life will go on
And Im all alone
But I showed her
Oh oh oh
I hate that shes in love
But it took a while for her to get over the hurt
Now I know that I messed up
I was trying to give us time
But I see she took that time to find somebody else
What happened to the things she felt for me
Am I really a part of her past
[chorus:]
I showed her
I let my pride take me far away
From the only woman I loved
I showed her
Now she has found someone new
And her life will go on
And Im all alone
But I showed her
Woah oh ohs
[chorus]
Now she has found someone new
And her life will go on
And Im all alone
But I showed her
song performed by by O-town
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Images of Time
The images in my mind is like my thoughts.
Expressing my thoughts is like expressing my feelings.
Words are spoken.All my images are broken.
Broken down into pieces, which can never be made into new dishes.
Those images of past.It takes time to last.
It will last forever for met to take over.
All those images wore my past life.
But it has nothing to do with my past life.
Those images can be forgotten.But not those people.
Those people who are in your images.Can be in a real image.
When you see those people in front of you.
You like to say 'How are you'?
If they say I am fine.Then you will think of those time.
poem by Yash Pradhan
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Haiti itself was also photographed, some of the streets, some of the mountains, rivers, streams, etc. were photographed before talking with me about how I felt about Haiti. Then the camera went to our voodoo temple and saw a serious ceremony, a real ceremony.
quote by Katherine Dunham
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Images
I think images are worth repeating
Images repeated from a painting
Images taken from a painting
From a photo worth re-seeing
I love images worth repeating
Project them upon the ceiling
Multiply them with silk screening
See them with a different feeling
Images, oh, images
Images, oh, images
Some say images have no feeling
I think theres a deeper meaning
Mechanical precision or so its seeming
Instigates a cooler feeling
I love multiplicity of screenings
Things born anew display new meanings
I think images are worth repeating
And repeating and repeating
Images, oh, images
Images, images
Im no urban idiot savant
Spewing paint without any order
Im no sphinx, no mystery enigma
What I paint is very ordinary
I dont think Im old or modern
I dont think I think Im thinking
It doesnt matter what Im thinking
Its the images that are worth repeating
And repeating, oh, images
Images
If youre looking for a deeper meaning
Im as deep as this high ceiling
If you think technique is meaning
You might find me very simple
You might think that images boring
Cars and cans and chairs and flowers
You might find me personally boring
Hammer, sickle, mao tse tong
Mao tse tong
Ooohhh, images, images
Images
I think that it bears repeating
The images upon the ceiling
I love images worth repeating
And repeating and repeating
Images, images
Oh, images, oh, images
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Indelible Images
Idelible Images
That first day of school
That first friend
Indelible Images
That first play
That first fight
Idelible Images
That first graduation
That first car
Idelible Images
That first drunk
That first sober
Idelible Images
That first love
That first forget
Idelible Images
That first death
That first realization
Indelible Images
poem by Scott Tetreault
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Still Images Of Poet's Soul
I will follow you not for your expressive words
written but for the beauty of nature photographs
taken posted for these still images of poet's soul
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Tempest Of Time
Love gets lost occasionally
within the tempest of time
and all that remains
are the images left behind
in albums gathering dust
waiting to awaken memories
of times long gone by
when the flower of youth
was budding ready to bloom,
such is the photographs
of a love long extinguished
within the tempest of time.
15 April 2011
poem by David Harris
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Be poor to get love.
She loves and helps her sister poorer;
Her sister loves and helps her brother, still poorer.
We love kin till they are poorer than us.
29.06.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Photographer From Chicago
In the department store
on Nicollet Mall,
a photographer
photographed me
from Chicago.
He came back before
snowy and blurry,
MN Twins were winning
The World Series.
photographs were taken
when I was young,
it was great I
had a lot of fun.
now the roll of film
almost became lost,
another photographer
found it before it was tossed.
if anything I still have
photos to show
I was young and a glow.
Written on April 5,2011 by Christina Sunrise
poem by Christina Sunrise
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I was pleased that two very disparate photographs, two images that each worked in their own way had appealed enough to other people for them to buy them. I was also relieved they weren't the last ones purchased, and that they sold for a pound more than the frame was worth.
quote by Graeme Le Saux
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A Poorer World Is A Sadder World
A POORER WORLD IS A SADDER WORLD
A poorer world
Is a sadder world.
Bleak grey winter light
Sinking.
The people move more slowly,
No one smiles.
Hard times, hard life.
A poorer world-now.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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