people

Waterfall of Questions

I sat on the bench …. like so many other enjoying the sun … leaning my back on the Cathedral wall. Sometimes closing my eye to feel the sun in my face … even stronger … sometimes I watched people passing by … crossing the square … and I saw you …

a middle age couple
though looking older – facing
different ways

… you … the woman … covered up in clothes and veil … looking forward … eyes in walk direction … not at us … and … your man … beside … looking att us … all the way while walking … watching us … sitting on the bench … in clothes we have chosen ourselves … and with our hair free for the sun and the wind … some with boyfriends … some with girlfriends … and me just alone …

my thoughts
about your thoughts – two
patterns of life requirements

… requirement by yourself, by somebody else or by something else … like culture, religion, or what so ever …

– What were you – veiled woman – thinking? I wondered.
– What did you think about your man looking at … and so interested in us?
Maybe you thought about us as ‘hores’ … I know some do … both men and women … no that is not what I am curious about … giving other people etikettes … that’s low …
I am curious about what you really was thinking … about … our different terms of life styles … the free and the one with many requirements … and having a man obviously interested in other women …

why stand up
for a man interested in other – women
in unveiled eyes

… probably your are … not free … to talk about … what you fell and think …

Life conditions are so different!

I would never stand with a man … thinking he could tell me … how to live my life!

Never!

Daily Prompt: Pattern.

Passion – The Funny Way

Today – when watching musicians – I thought about passion. Does passion show in every musicians? I wondered about and pictured – like a film playing in mind – a lot of different musicians in different kinds of music. And in my head of course also dancers are moving around while thinking of passion … and music …

like a violin string
played – dancers move
in true passion
capturing the most inner
feelings to express

… I love so much passion … expressed through arts … performing arts … I love it so much it almost hurts … somewhere inside. The true artist … always shows a great power of passion … They become ‘one’ with their instrument … which for a dancer is the body … for the … orchestra conductor also body and his wand.

And I think a dancer with great passion also finds music inside his/her body … and knows how to transform it into dancing …

I get passionate … only by thinking about this passion …

a blue flower
picked the passing wind
playing music

Talking about passion … can also be made the funny way …

Carpe Diem: #1167 The Dancer.

Hot Passion

Some fun ends … and some fun goes on … and most I love … is … the tango… with you … soon to take place again. I love it! Passion and close bodies!
In control!

determined legs
yours – and mine capturing
your insistent moves

You will also give classes this week. So many dancers will be there. Me too – though shooting. Oh how I have looked forward to this. Only once before I have been to the dance studio to shoot photos. Now I will again. Soon!

I like to say to everybody – go and take classes in tango!

like a flower
bursting out promising – spring
for hot passion

And then comes the summer … best of all … best of everything … now ahead … soon …

Music Rocks

jiggle your hips
swing your body – listen
music rocks

Daily Prompt: Jiggle.

I Wonder

how beautiful
”words dancing …” – I wonder
about choreography

Internationella DansDagen Budapest

Inspired by Verbal Waltz by Lize Bard.

Grand Opening – Skissernas Museum

Yesterday I went to Skissernas Museum for the Grand Opening after renovation. I’m so glad it is reopened and I will visit this museum often. I like it a lot!

In Contact

I love a blue sky and I love the sun. But not to sun bathe. On a beach. Not at all any more! I like to bathe in salt sea and I like to walk along the shore. And everywhere else. To explore the macro and micro world.

sunny sky
most tender balm for bodies
yours close to mine
both dressed in nature
the cosy bay style

In first read my tanka perhaps doesn’t give the impression of having with growth to do. But it is meant to. It’s harder – with lots of struggle – to grow by oneself – it’s possible of course. But so much easier to grow together with others …. I think.

in contact
like seed and raindrops
we grow deeper

Finally ….

…. I hope for a blue sky tomorrow.

Street Photo - Sunbathing

Carpe Diem: #1121 Growth.

But …

I float my days around
like a sputnik in its space
watching the crowd.
Beyond and between.
Now and then.
But …
Always present
in the time.

Street Photo - Eye Cheers

Daily Prompt: Float.

On my way …

I think every single soul have to make up their ”pilgrimage” themselves and I don’t think they shall do i because someone’s telling them to. Not even or – specially not – if some religious figure say so. That’s my opinion.
Do I sound strict? Well I am about certain things 😉

I made one tonight – attending an event – got my soul totally filled …