Looking Up
insignificant
beside the hill,
i begin to
understand
my importance
in the scheme
of things.
if i were to think
about my time
and the scale
of time these hills
represent,
i'd have to be
impressed by my
time as much as
by my stature.
how important
i am not!
i think and
words come out,
not always exactly
appropriate;
it can be a struggle.
layers of sand,
turned to stone,
containing all
the stories
of so many ages.
i seee it all,
amazing,
i am amazed.
humbling, but
i am not humiliated.
loving the chaotic beauty
of this wild place!
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.
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One of your best yet x
PS I think ‘chotic ‘ could be a guest entry for my ( as yet unwritten) ‘Dictionary of Mummish’.
Love it!
Murray Robertson (photography & poems) 
One of your best yet x
PS I think ‘chotic ‘ could be a guest entry for my ( as yet unwritten) ‘Dictionary of Mummish’.
Love it!
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Thank you writingpresence!
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chotic? mmm. Might check my spelling.
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