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timelessness was depict by the spaces seen in the images, having spaces in the surrounding, repeating images, spaces for people to imaging. But then there may be a focus, but such a fine line to allow people to lose the focus too.
be it with focus or without focus it’s intentional by the professionals.
timelessness in life, shown by timeless emotion with time passing by through daily routines. Time is ticking really slowly, there may be a focus of an emotion, but it’s just a fine line to being lost too.
be it focus or without focus, it’s not really intentional for the young.
Like i said, time stopped at the wrong moment.
performances after performances, the same tv programmes, the same songs from the cellphone, the empty conversations with the family, the no replies from the cell phones and emails.
it seems that time is ticking, there should be some movement in between these activities, but everything remains akwardly calm. It kinda scares me, esp. when it’s not the time to be feeling like this.
I seem to be leaving the world.
evaporating.
i’m too young for love songs, too silly to not have know the meaning between the lines.
educate me on the beauty of timelessness moments (now).
eh. people please reply. i’ve got not much time.
thanks.
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If we were to stop time, the hands of the clock of life would distort. The reason why we love, cry, be happy is because we know time goes by, ultimately ending in leaving this world as we know it. Those more aware of the fact that we all eventually leave, because of time, they live harder, cry harder, love harder and laugh harder for they know time is precious.
We all take photographs of our lives, freezing a specific moment so we can sit and look back at it. For me it’s harder. I was born with the talent to not only press the shutter of the camera, but to do so at an instant when the scene in front of the lens is at a split second of synchronisation with my emotions at that moment. My pictures are me. And I’m chained to them for life. I am not lucky as most to just move on and let the moment pass for ever. If my heart bled when I took a photo of a beautiful girl, it will bleed again every time I look at that photo, even if my face is smiling. So no, I have frozen an emotion in time, but I have not stopped time. If I could, I would have broken the hands of the clock but the shaft connected to the gears of life would simply keep turning..
i’m too young for love songs, too silly to not have know the meaning between the lines.
Comment by Derek van der Merwe November 22, 2008 @ 8:25 pmPerhaps not.