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Today I made my first post to this blog in nearly 2 months. Reflecting that inactivity, the post consisted of a podcast recorded on June 12th for Dirty Radio… old news. So what has been happening and why has it taken so long for the In The Black Box beast to reawaken and write these [...]
All quiet here recently…lots of stuff coming up, not to mention this huge event in Dublin city…make sure you check it out! I will be exhibiting at the exhibition next week at the Oisín Gallery in Dublin City Centre.. Check out the facebook page and come along to show your support for artists in Trinity [...]
I took a stroll down to Dun Laoghaire with my camera in hand as I had done many times before, and some of the fruits of my labour were seen on here a few weeks back. Well I finally got around to forming a dynamic of the images I took that day. The Marina in [...]
I was down taking some shots of the Baths in Blackrock. I was struck with how it was so run down yet still charming. So charming in fact that the waterfront around it was full of people eating their lunch and watching the waves brush the coast. The area around the entrance to the baths [...]
I was standing under the trees to shelter from the lightest of rainfall. It was golden sunlight that lit the sheets of floating water, iwas happy to watch it from my green refuge, the light was shining through the leaves behind me and above a drop would fight its way through the foliage every so [...]
And when you kick in… the perfect vibration… and it licks the inside of my skull.. the closest. It scrapes out all the shit. Thats all that was needed. Lets realise that… yes. its good.. So i hoped out just far enough from the end. I took time to see it without the rest. [...]
May yesterdays plans turn into tomorrows flowerpots… or will there be time in this place, dreams take me close to you, speaking your words and perfecting the scene…. the light, perfect, … the room, perfect…. the time, perfect…. open windows and morning breaks the rhythm…the dark and its hope is hunted down… my [...]
Repeditive… ….and again we see it happen …. footsteps on the face …. bang down anger rhythms… tap on drums with heavy shouting sticks… we all want to be the most important…. …screaming children
And they called it Limited power…and slow and slow and slow… and we all play piano at some point somewhere
…knows when to call it a night but this is a late a powerful vibration that came my way via faces from far away… simply stunning shots and deeply rooted in Japanese artistic heritage… in my opinion a true representation of Nihonga art through the photographic media… SHINICHI MARUYAMA
