"The artist, and particularly the poet, is always an anarchist in the best sense of the word. He must heed only the call that arises within him from three strong voices: the voice of death, with all its foreboding, the voice of love and the voice of art."
— Federico GarcĂa Lorca
With the financial stormclouds gathering again I fear our much vaunted western civilisation is on the verge of a major shipwreck against the immovable cliffs of our unsustainable lifestyles and expensive foreign wars.
These are the cliffs between Anglesea and Bells Beach on Australia's Surf Coast... otherwise know as the Shipwreck Coast and home to many a shipwreck over the years.
Surfcoast Dreamscapes Series #3
* Pentax K20D + Pentax 18-55mm Lens - 3 Shot HDR
Selected images are available high res and unframed at RedBubble
These are the journeys of a thoughtful mind with an eye for beauty, through the landscapes of New Zealand, Australia, the United States, the United Kingdom, Europe and the world with trusty camera in hand.
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Foreboding
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