“As a lifetime proposition, happiness is a discipline, no doubt; but for moments at a time, it’s a piece of luck. A piece of luck and a clue: a hint, not just of what might be, but of what already exists, in the heart of a man’s heart…”
― John Burnside, A Lie About My Father: A Memoir
happy places exist in spaces we can’t always place
sometimes we don’t have enough, space
and then, there
it is
that, place
(for wordpress weekly photo challenge – happy place)
‘It takes so little, so infinitely little, for someone to find himself on the other side of the border, where everything – love, convictions, faith, history – no longer has meaning. The whole mystery of human life resides on the fact that it is spent in the immediate proximity of, and even in direct contact with, that border, that it is separated from it not by kilometers but by barely a millimetre’
― Milan Kundera, The Book of Laughter and Forgetting
(for wordpress weekly photo challenge – boundaries)
(and for lucile’s photo 101 rehab)
*shot with nikon d700 and nikkor 50mm f/1.4 lens at ISO200, 1/125s and f/3.2 edited in lightroom cc and analog efex pro 2, blurred boundaries*
andy townend 