About a month ago, I fell in love with this series via UrbanNautica. I'm just as much in love with color theory as I was ten years ago. In many ways, these remind me of Agnes Martin paintings. So calming. I like the hazy washed out sky, the desaturated colors paired with texture in the landscape.
I don't get jealous of too many photographers. This is an exception.

sources: Carlos Jiménez Cahua, UrbanNautica

source: Oscar Ciutat
via: 2 or 3 things I know, Unique Lapin

I saw and approached the hungry and desperate mother, as if drawn by a magnet. I do not remember how I explained my presence or my camera to her, but I do remember she asked me no questions. I made five exposures, working closer and closer from the same direction. I did not ask her name or her history. She told me her age, that she was thirty-two. She said that they had been living on frozen vegetables from the surrounding fields, and birds that the children killed. She had just sold the tires from her car to buy food. There she sat in that lean- to tent with her children huddled around her, and seemed to know that my pictures might help her, and so she helped me. There was a sort of equality about it.
– Dorothea Lange on Migrant Mother

Tribulations

Sidenote:
If this post (or other posts with music in them,) happen to appear twice in your feeds, it's because I'm an idiot and I forget to add the MP3 link for RSS readers. Adding that link allows you to listen through your RSS-reader. When I don't include it, I have to essentially re-post.
Just know, I'm frustrated and beyond annoyed with myself with the number of times I've forgotten to include the MP3 link.












source: The Selvedge Yard: Dorothea Lange, Boomkat: Alan Lomax / Various: I'm Gonna Live Anyhow Until I Die
gallery: found photography

source: Hayato Wakabayashi via: gotasalviento
galleries: found photography, inspiration

I'm swimming again.
There are two places I feel most at home... the second is being under water.







source: Narelle Autio
gallery: found photography