formations
by ubique

Comment by eschelar:
It's not the birds. It's the motion they show.

It's not the motion of the birds. It's the suggestion of motion, mirrored in the clouds.

It's not the suggestion of motion. It's the feeling of being there. Sand in the toes. Salt in the nose. Wind in the hair. The dialogue between the crashing waves and the trickling of sand.

It's not the feeling of being there. It's the hints of memories that are brought back of better times, healthier bodies, missed opportunities and bitter internal struggles fought alone on a backdrop of unforgiving, uncaring and untamed nature.

It's grey. And it's great.

elegy
by ubique

Comment by chazoe:
Didn't see this until today. The more I look at it the more I like it.

untitled
by ubique

Comment by PennyStreet:
The modest dignity of an untitled gentleman.

elegy
by ubique

Comment by Melethia:
Somehow along the way I have missed this one. Wow. What a tempest! Thanks, Mae, for pointing it out.

elegy
by ubique

Comment by hihosilver:
I still love this image! One of my all time favs!

untitled still life
by ubique

Comment by yanko:
Easily the best still life photo on this site.

untitled still life
by ubique

Comment by daisydavid:
Struth cobber, reflective and retrospectively, a painful cry, but a good 'un. Reminds me of my dear departed Mother's favourite saying - sharper than a serpents tooth. Good to see you here ;) I tried the number but the message said the jury had disbanded, might look for another recycle bin.

untitled still life
by ubique

Comment by bvy:
I think he's still mad at us.

untitled still life
by ubique

Comment by PennyStreet:
I hope they find a more suitable venue:)

untitled still life
by ubique

Comment by posthumous:
ouch