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This woman carryies okra from her fields near Tamale, Ghana. Okra is often harvested by women to supplement their incomes (USAID/Elisa Walton).
(For the other half of the sky)
Woman I can
My mixed emotions at my thoughtlessness
After all I'm
forever in your debt
And woman I will try to express
My inner feelings
For showing me the meaning of success
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
Ooh, well, well
Doo, doo, doo, doo,
Woman I know you understand
The little child inside of the
Please remember my life is in your hands
And woman hold me close to
However distant don't keep us apart
After all it is written in
Woman please let me explain
I never meant to cause you
sorrow or pain
So let me tell you again and again and again
you, yeah, yeah
Now and forever
I love you, yeah, yeah
I love you, yeah, yeah
Now and forever
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this is the "Memorial to Women", in South America, ......but for me, every day are the women's day.......
I wonder if she spent her first hours of the new year alone, or with loved ones or maybe even alone, with loved ones.
dato che l'8 marzo è la festa della donna :)
auguri a tutte le donne! <3
(si è vero, il mio sguardo è inquietante! xD )
"LINES ON A YOUNG LADY'S PHOTOGRAPH ALBUM"
By Philip Larkin
At last you yielded up the album, which
Once open, sent me distracted. All your ages
Matt and glossy on the thick black pages!
Too much confectionery, too rich:
I choke on such nutritious images.
My swivel eye hungers from pose to pose --
In pigtails, clutching a reluctant cat;
Or furred yourself, a sweet girl-graduate;
Or lifting a heavy-headed rose
Beneath a trellis, or in a trilby-hat
(Faintly disturbing, that, in several ways) --
From every side you strike at my control,
Not least through those these disquieting chaps who loll
At ease about your earlier days:
Not quite your class, I'd say, dear, on the whole.
But o, photography! as no art is,
Faithful and disappointing! that records
Dull days as dull, and hold-it smiles as frauds,
And will not censor blemishes
Like washing-lines, and Hall's-Distemper boards,
But shows a cat as disinclined, and shades
A chin as doubled when it is, what grace
Your candour thus confers upon her face!
How overwhelmingly persuades
That this is a real girl in a real place,
In every sense empirically true!
Or is it just the past? Those flowers, that gate,
These misty parks and motors, lacerate
Simply by being you; you
Contract my heart by looking out of date.
Yes, true; but in the end, surely, we cry
Not only at exclusion, but because
It leaves us free to cry. We know what was
Won't call on us to justify
Our grief, however hard we yowl across
The gap from eye to page. So I am left
To mourn (without a chance of consequence)
You, balanced on a bike against a fence;
To wonder if you'd spot the theft
Of this one of you bathing; to condense,
In short, a past that no one now can share,
No matter whose your future; calm and dry,
It holds you like a heaven, and you lie
Unvariably lovely there,
Smaller and clearer as the years go by.
Photo by Paula Anddrade
Hoje começa a PRIMAVERA! Que novos planos, novos projetos, novos sonhos desabrochem... Desejo uma linda primavera a todos vcs, meus amigos.
It's SPRING time here. Hope new projects, new plans, new dreams come in bloom...
Sorry still very busy, no time for posting something new and commenting. I propose another old image that I like particularly and that is dedicated to a very special person: Luciana.
Continuo con gli esercizi di stile. I caratteri di *Elle* secondo me sono:
1) Luce dorata (del mattino o del pomeriggio)
2) colori brillanti
3) soggetti prevalentemente femminili e orientali.
Ovviamente *Elle* non è solo questo, ma molto di più. Qui c'è solo un mio esercizio per divertimento.
I'm continuing with "Style Exercises". The *Elle* stylistic features are:
1) Golden light (on early morning or late afternoon);
2) Brilliant and vivid colours;
3) Female subjects from East.
Of course *Elle* is not only this but much more. This is just a my exercise for fun and for applying the peculiar features of my most appreciated Flickr contacts to my images. I hope you like the result, if you want to see more exercises refer to my dedicated set Esercizi di Stile.
“Women and cats will do as they please, and men and dogs should relax and get used to the idea” R.A. Heinlein --->
A woman working in a rice field near Tananarive.
1/Jan/1981. Tananarive, Madagascar. UN Photo/Lucien Rajaonina. www.unmultimedia.org/photo/
A dhobi woman washing in the temple pond Shiv Sagar in Khajuraho , a town which is famous for its temples dating from circa 950-1050 AC and especially for the stunning and often erotic statues and reliefs on the temple walls. The temples are spread out over a large area in and around the town of Khajuraho, some of them inside an enclosure in the very centre but others further away as for instance those in the Jain enclosure.
Khajuraho which is located in the heart of India in Madhya Pradesh is also an interesting place for those who want to catch a glimpse of rural life which is pretty distant from that ‘Shining India’ which might exist in wealthy parts of big cities. Just around the corner from the most famous temples in central Khajuraho women and men bathe and wash their clothes in the temple lake Shiv Sagar and a little furhter afield in the Old village people live under very poor conditions.
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A woman daylabourer weeding in a ricefield at Kumbakonam in Tamil Nadu.
A woman's face with Nature's own hand painted
Hast thou, the master-mistress of my passion;
A woman's gentle heart, but not acquainted
With shifting change, as is false women's fashion;
An eye more bright than theirs, less false in rolling,
Gilding the object whereupon it gazeth;
A man in hue, all hues in his controlling,
Which steals men's eyes and women's souls amazeth.
And for a woman wert thou first created,
Till Nature, as she wrought thee, fell a-doting,
And by addition me of thee defeated,
By adding one thing to my purpose nothing.
But since she pricked thee out for women's pleasure,
Mine be thy love and thy love's use their treasure.
Original Caption: Navajo Woman
U.S. National Archives’ Local Identifier: 412-DA-1828
Photographer: Eiler, Terry, 1944-
Shiprock (San Juan county, New Mexico, United States) inhabited place
Environmental Protection Agency
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