Hope rises like the Sun
A dawn after a dark night
Nothing has changed
But the silly heart.
Come along with me
Says the new life
Through the storm
It’s beauty blinding
Change a constant companion
Like the seasons in bloom
Giving way to harsh winter
An illusion of permanence
Both joy and sorrow
Turning its wheel
In motion dark and light.
There are days
When if only
One could disappear
Into the even ness of the mattress
Into the grain of the wood
Into thin air
On to the dust.
Taking along with us
The event of this day
Brilliant pain and
The baggage of memories.
Taking great photos isn’t just about having a nice camera. I’m a firm believer that good photography comes from smart photographers who think creatively and know how to make the most of what they’ve got—whether they’re working with fancy DSLR or an iPhone.
On TED’s design team, where I manage TED’s Instagram account, we’re always on the lookout for beautiful, arresting images. Below are 8 non-technical, non-intimidating tips that I continue to refer to even after years of taking pictures.
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It’s five a.m in the morning and thousand stories are circulating in my mind.
I can hear morning prayers from far. I wonder how disciplined the lives of these people are. If their unflinching faith makes their day better than others? Or is it an act that purifies their soul like brushing cleans the teeth?
A Van Gogh picture of a mother bent down with her baby refuses to leave my mind, tucked away somewhere in my sub consciousness, the colors……mustard, shades of brown, line drawings and patterns in the background. Passion of Van Gogh.
There is something new to an early morning, like an unknown place we travel to on a holiday. Never knew waking up early would be similar to a spiritual experience!
‘Thank you, Steve Jobs.’
God, I never thought I would say those words.
For decades, I have been bothinfuriated and seduced by the man;alternating between curious and angry, enamored and resentful. I idolized and villainized him. His products have both helped and hijacked my career and personal life – devouring my time, my attention and my bank account. For all of his grand invention, he was at the core just a ‘dealer’, feeding society’s ‘more, please, now’addiction. By blurringtechnologies withtoys, he hooked billionswith a ‘shiny new, faster, more colorful’ lure.
Ironically, he consideredhimself Buddhist but mastermindedproducts that disconnect us from our minds instead of settling us deeper into them.
Like many, I grew tired of his rhetoric and bravado, his secrets and sweatshops. But when I watched the now famous 60 minutes interviewwhere he rejected his birth father as a mere sperm bank – and vowed to never meet the…
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