Imogen Cunningham
I see, thick leaves of a beautifull type of flower sitting on steady clear lake water. I see, crystals in the middle of the steam. I see, more leaves growing out to become like the ones already sprouted from the steam.
I smell, orange with the mixture of banna's, I smell, the smell of rain. I smell nature.
I hear, the sound of animals learking behind the woods. I hear the birds cherping in the tree's. I hear the wind blowing the flower farther and farther away from me. I hear, nothing but silence. I hear the clouds moving. I hear the thoughts in my head while taking this photo.
I taste, the dry wind and craving of water because i am thirsty. I taste the smell of the lake where the flower is placed. I taste everything in the air touching my tounge.
I feel, Like i have to cry while being at a quiet place like this. I feel, i have to think of something sad. I feel, something never felt before, Joy, happiness, depression, sadness all emotions put in one.
This photo caught my eye the most cause when i saw it, i immediately thought of myself. Ask me why?, I dont really know. But i take the guess that the flower still has more to grow as you can see from the steam. And that's just how i picture myself(: Lifes not over. Still have more life to see!:D
W. Eugene Smith
I see, Soldiers left from right of my eye. I see, men working hard to fight for their country. I see, dead soldiers on the floor and i cant do anything but pass them by. I see, people shooting at each other with no sympathey. I see, people decaying on one another.
I smell, Left over smoke from the shootings of the guns, I smell, sweat. I smell, dust and chemicals that i dont think belong in my nose. I smell, dead people.
I hear, Shotting guns at one another. I hear, my boss yelling at me for various of reasons. I hear, my friends suffering on the floor yelling for help, i hear, explosions from the right sight of my ear. I hear, duck ever 15 seconds. I hear, the noise of sweat dripping down my face.
I taste, Water. I taste, dirt that's coming from all of the explosions happining right in front of me. I taste, blood, not sure if it's mine or others?. I taste, salted water coming out of my skin cells. I taste, nothing but dry, because im so exhausted.
I feel, Terrible. I feel, unselfish knowing that im sacraficing myself to save my country and fight for our rights. I feel, that my life could end in about anytime that i am at war. I feel, scared. I feel, completely unaware of what might happen in my life next.
This picture caught my eye because i think it's so risky that soldiers are so brave to sacrafice every little single thing they have, owned, and cared for, and put that at risk by loosing thier life to fight for thier people. When i saw this i thought a little about my family most of them are in the service so i think thats why i liked it alot. And the picture is just beatifull it's self. You can tell that they are really hard working.
