Monday, September 04, 2006

La Nostalgie...

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"Una Ciudad en el Cielo"
HP 43X-Virado Digital
by
Daniel.le.Loup
2005
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- Y el alma se me desgarra... -
by
Le.Loup

8 comments:

RadikalGirl said...

las olas: el movimiento de la vida, aveces para los demás parece que esta todo tranquilo en nosotros, pero la realidad es que por dentro hay una tormenta pasiva, silenciosa.

las nubes grises: ¿se esta despejando?..o ¿estan tapando la luz? ...talvez hoy esten tapando la luz, pero mañana volveras a ver y estaran descubriendola.

La luz: parece estar lejos, pero esta tan fuerte que es lo primero que puedo ver, talvez la que esta lejos soy yo...

excelente foto...

Le Loup... God bless u!!!

MaĐ said...

I M P R E S S I V E, how the hell did you made this picture, where..? WHERE?! I need to know, I wanna be there.. this place looks so peacefully and at the very same time totally magical mysterious! The perfect place for me :D ;) The back ground of your site makes it even more beautiful, that black looks quite chiqé! By the way is this the sea of the ocean here on your picture..? Not that it really makes any difference, both water, but still...! I never have seen any ocean with my eyes, I only have been to seas, with lots and lots of water..(how come?)And then this gentle light from the powerful sun... which is sun setting (is that a English word?!?! :P) on your pic. And your title 'la nostalgie' awsome! I prefer myself also to use things like such... very intense and powerful emtional think work -> mystery rocks!
Nostalgie to old times, to new times and you even have got the nostalgie to the present... I wish you was with me and I feel naked without you... I think nostalgie is a good thing, althought it can hurts. It's like tears, they symbolise the powerful wisdom of forgotten ages but also the pain which we feel....
It's nothing, it's everything... nostalgie is life, isn't it?
The clouds on your picture, my dear photographer, look a bit like the Ducth sky.. we have, we can have the most beautiful skies of the world.. :) (therefore it rains so damn much...) I prefer myself to walk with my head up and look my eyes out... I watch the sky, I watch the clouds and I wonder why I feel so small... etc. etc.

Well done Sir Daan Le Loup, my compliments,
yours,
Tomatina ( '_')/\('_' )

Anonymous said...

INSPIRACION? bueno no necesito mucho de esto, creo que la fotografia me ofrece lo suficiente.....
solo imagina caminar por estas aguas, sintiendo el movimiento del agua en tus pies, caminas por inercia hacia la luz, quieres alcanzarla.... lo logras?
esa es la utopia... "caminas un paso, ella camina un paso.. por mas que quieras alcanzar ella se aleja mas"......
no tengo problema en 10 años si debo ir a esta ciudad....
Cuidate Dany....
un abrazo
chauuuuuuuuu
^_^......

Anonymous said...

Si....Testimoneando.
Ja! la dificultad de una persona se encuentra en que tan facil es mirarse el hombro....
si...Testimoneando.
Suach........

Anonymous said...

desde cuando alguien te mueve tanto con un simple "estoy detras de ti", desde cuando se detiene al destino por un cafe con la niña utopica, desde cuando se siente cada segundo como si fuera el ultimo por llegar a mirar los ojos de mi luna de paris.....que utopias Dany.....
pasa bien....
un beso
hasta pronto...

MANUELA ABIF said...

Hola!!! aparecí de nuevo!!! vaya que he estado desconectada y tu posteando tanto. Me encantan las fotos, son espectaculares... cada vez se le da más forma al artista. Siento no haberte escrito en todos los post, pero sabes que sigo siendo tu amiga, aunque mi computador se dañe, la internet se bloqué, el trabajo y el amor me quiten el tiempo... un abrazotote y espero todo esté saliendo como lo esperas en tu vida!!!Nos vemos prontito... te prometo un helado con mi primer sueldo ;). Ton ami inmortal que siempre te piensa y nunca te olvida!!!.

Anonymous said...

Fantastique!!

otra vez, te me robas el aliento.

MaĐ said...

Vanishing into the air.Will be my unthertitle for this picture. Becoming one with nothing ánd everything so far you can look: becoming the water, the air, the clouds, the coldness, the warmth all in one: reaching perfectness. Where has my Mr. Nostalgie gone? There was a time I was waiting, but now I feel like the time is waitng for me. Damn Daan, where the hell are you? Where is your mind, in what place your heart flies on this very moment? Don't give me crap answers. I want to hear the real truth this time my soul is tired, tired of the long waiting since ever. Where are you? Where has gone the nostalgie? Some days I want to walk away, to walk away from all the mess, from everything and enyone, from all the pain, the lies, the faked love, the hard life and from myself. I would go than to a pretty silent place, unknown by everyone. One of the high parts of Never Known Land deep, secretly hidden. Where I could wake up in a little house high up in the mountains and where every shiny morning I will bring delicious breakfest to a young men living in the same house whom can stare for hours to the full fierce moon. And I will feel pure happiness. We feel what it is to live, really live. But than suddely I realise that's just no more than a daydream in which I cannot live. I live here in the present of my dreamlife. I'm typing this on my laptop which stares back to me and likes to say 'there is still hope for you' nostalgie sounding through his voice 'there is still hope outthere to give you something pretty'. Every day rbings you something new. Everyday we learn more. Everyday again we know less. But that does not matter as long you know who you are and what you do on this world. Where you live for. Life is like nostalgie; a endlessly turning circle with his bright and darkmoments, but there always will be hope in the sky, there always will be. And I hope to see your pureness soon again. I miss you quite much.
Your Maudie.
ps. Where has gone my inspiration? I don't know what to write about anymore in the book. Help..