Murray Robertson (photography & poems)
I make photographs and poems to please myself (and share them to please you).
bright red
metallic strings
loop around
a funny kind
of tree.
nothing like
it really
ought to be.
this time
of year
we all
want lights
because it
is so dark
this time
of year.
we love light;
there's a
feeling of
safety and
comfort.
good things
happen there.
evil likes to
hide in
dark corners.
I make photos to make myself feel good; I share in hope of making you feel good. I do as much as I can in the camera, but it does not always end there. Part of making an image in the 21st century is processing a captured image in the computer. This is like dodging and burning in the darkroom of yesterday. (I've done that.) I use Photoshop cc and Lightroom cc. The result is not always what I saw, maybe what I wish I saw. Sometimes, the resulting image is a creation more than a recording. Most of the time, I keep it believable and realistic. I have a Bachelor's degree in Creative Writing and my family has had writers in the family tree. My dad loved to tell stories. But I don't think that he made them up. I have shared thousands of my poems on the internet, to a considerable audience and I'm considering making a selection of them, in a book or books. View all posts by murray robertson
Murray Robertson (photography & poems)
subtle poetry
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Thank you APS Malhotra!
And other times, I say things quite bluntly.
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Beautifully photographed and poetically delightful
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Thank you for the kindnesses d.a.!
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It’s a pleasure always
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Thank you for the kind words d.a.!
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Reminds me of a multicoloured shiny necklace of mini-baubles, called “The Beads” that my mum used to drape around the mirror on the landing in our old victorian house, in the 1950s. I don’t know what happened to it; it’s not with some other of the “desecrations” that I inherited…
It continues its imaginal life in your poem and photograph… thank you, Murray, and winter blessings, as we pass the shortest day and on into the unknown. May there be light for you, and hope, and discoveries that please and delight you x
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Thank you for the kindnesses writingpresence!
These beads are draped around an artificial Xmas tree. I put it up myself when no-one else could help. The tree has lights and that helps us push back the darkness. We get so much of it, this time of year.
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