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Heartfisher

Have you ever seen a “heartfisher”? Me neither until the 31rst of December 2015 around noon when I was freezing to death in a forced stroll through the lovely town of Tryavna.

I had no photo expectations or plans and I was carrying the 70 – 300 lens more out of habit than out of the idea that I might put it to good use. And then it happened, I saw the blue flickr of small wings and realized I was watching the bird I had always wanted to photograph. There it was, bathing in the sun on some branches on the shore of a small river. It even took a dive for food while I was watching it mesmerized, with the wrong lens on, too far to get a decent photo.

I nevertheless tried and after some shots decided to try and change my lens in proper time. Once I managed to fish it out of the backpack and set it with trembling, freezing hand the miracle was gone. The fisher dove for cover under the branches and in spite of my silent prayer he did not reappear for a proper shot.

I stood there waiting for a while, hoping for the miracle to happen but, as any proper miracle, it failed to happen. I sighed and ran after my friends who were now a mile away wondering what in God’s name I might have found so fascinating.

They failed to understand, as always, my joy of having captured even from too far away my first Kingfisher, a true “heartfisher” since I keep staring at this shot whispering that next time and I will do it better.

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This was my lucky encounter of 2015 and I still feel the joy of having seen and captured on camera such a small and evasive beauty.

 

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Photo of the week 6/2015 : Only in our dreams we are free

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There’s something about clouds

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Lonely branch looking for faithful bird

Saturday I had the chance to visit a magnificent place but instead of focusing on landscapes I decided to look at details. I mostly got bad shots and the weather and short time are not the only reasons for it. Nonetheless I took some shots I like a lot and this is one of them.

...but then again birds are not meant to be faithful.

                                      …but then again birds are not meant to be faithful.

Breathing

How about it

My head’s under water But I’m breathing fire You’re crazy and I’m out of my mind

Walk With Me

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The past days have redefined for me the notion of a busy week, but then there was bliss and bliss is my favorite state of mind and spirit.

Fortitude in Solitude

Being a photographer is quite easy, you get a big black camera and call yourself one. Then you gen a Facebook page, an Instagram account and post your “work”. If you’re popular or charismatic you’ll get lots and lots of feedback and appreciations and the quality of your work has nothing to do with it.

Oh, this does not sound quite right, let’s watch this from a different angle:

If you’re not (charismatic), you’ll get some feedback but you will  still wonder why your friends cat or child photographed with a phone gets more likes that the shots you worked hard for, the one you think (and you might be terribly wrong) speak volumes in terms of emotions, message, theme…

Then you get stuck, full of questions and doubt, struggling to move forward without really knowing if you’re any good, if you’re on the right path or way into the deep woods of bad photography..

Sometimes luck strikes and a kind stranger offers you feedback and brightens your day. This is what happened to me when out of the blue a photographer I appreciate a lot offered me a different interpretation of a photo I posted and more importantly, precious objective and kind feedback. A few words and signs of support can make such a huge difference, give you so much courage for what’s to come.

The lack of it kills inspiration, makes you anxious and doomed to fail. Isn’t it strange, to find such power in a few words or the lack of them? Isn’t it great to know that a thing you once said or did helped someone be a better version of himself as a person, photographer or whatever?

This is the shot that helped me get my courage back. It’s called “Fortitude in Solitude” and it makes me think of things that will be and although it’s b&w for me it will always represent hope, progress and all the things that make you smile all by yourself.

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Thank you all for stopping by and please, never hesitate to share your thoughts. They are and always will be deeply needed and appreciated.

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