I was surfing through my archive since I have to update the galleries with my lates works, but I ended up finding pictures I have taken way too many years ago.
I couldn’t help testing my editing skills (well, at least about fixing lights in post production) and see what would be the final result
What about the white bubble? Well, that’s from 2015, but that’s another story…
Clouds like a veil
to hide
your latest masterpiece
to reveal it.
Too many months have passed
I wish I could get closer to you,
I felt close.
I didn’t move.
You didn’t move.
I am far away, now.
The air has been cleared,
you look closer,
felt like I could almost touch you.
I couldn’t.
They are sending me away from you.
Once again.
I am still alive! I know, this is not an actual blog and I have no intention, nor the time, to keep up a pointless blog; yet, I liked the idea to update it a little more often.
The last 7 months have been the craziest and the future is yet to be told. Well, being untold is one of the basic characteristic of the future, still, these last months have been peculiar, and might be very important for my future. Anyhow, I’ll tell about this good (?) mess happening later (remember the untold future?).
Moving fast forward to last Sunday, that had been the weirdest of all days, in the same day happened what follows:
Probably to highlight the folly of all this situation, at the first sign of Mt. Etna activity, I decided to climb up on the roof and wait there for a free view.
Two hours. I waited for two hours.
Not that I got bored, I took some pictures, but I wished to record more with my camera.
Despite all this, I like to think it was worth it.
Why?
I heard the voice of the Lady from a closer (still safe) place, the sunset had been amazing, Lady Etna managed to still show its eruption plum to me too, and after those 2 hours, I got to collect some “precious stones” hidden to the naked eye.
