Sandhands Photography

Waterworld (1)

2012-01-15T10:10:00.004+00:00

Waterworld (No. 1)

Waterworld (No. 2)

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Waterworld (No. 8)

"Blue water world,
Oceans and oceans,

Rain that falls like love as a gift from the sky.

Blue water world,

Rivers and streams

Like wishes and dreams that will come true by and by,

And the gift that was given to us we are bringing to you,

Our beautiful, beautiful, beautiful blue water world."

Blue water World is the name of a song John Denver wrote in the last months of his life. It was never recorded but when he sang it in concert during his last tour he dedicated it Jacques Cousteau who died in April 1997.

Paris | Rue de Tivoli | Place de la Concorde

2011-11-27T10:10:00.008+00:00

Paris était noir et sans regard. Je crois qu’il pleuvait

doucement mais qu’aussitôt le vent morose

séchait les moindres souvenirs.

Paris se gonflait d’ennui, puis sommeillait comme

pour les digérer. C’était sans doute le moment

de suivre pas à pas les rêves.

Philippe SOUPAULT

Extrait de Les dernières nuits de Paris

Just one color, the sound of the wind

2011-10-01T10:10:00.000+01:00

Winter solitude--
in a world of one color
the sound of wind.

Matsuo Basho's Haiku

上野東京 | Ueno, Tokyo

2011-02-12T10:10:00.025+00:00

Will I see you tonight on a downtown train

where every night is just the same you leave me lonely

will I see you tonight on a downtown train

all of my dreams just fall like rain
all upon a downtown train

Downtown Train (Chorus)

by Tom Waits

9.2800°E, 46.8593°N

2011-01-02T10:10:00.007+00:00

The Raleigh Hotel South Beach

2010-12-28T10:10:00.007+00:00

A night view from Mayflower Hotel on the Park. (1988)

2010-11-25T10:10:00.009+00:00

Debajo de las multiplicaciones
hay una gota de sangre de pato.
Debajo de las divisiones
hay una gota de sangre de marinero.
Debajo de las sumas, un río de sangre tierna.
Un río que viene cantando
por los dormitorios de los arrabales,
y es plata, cemento o brisa
en el alba mentida de New York.

Fragmento de Vuelta a la ciudad

Poeta en Nueva York

Federico García Lorca

Runway 22 | Final Approach | (PDK) | 040417 | 12:59:56 UTC

2010-10-07T10:10:00.008+01:00

Bath Time

2010-09-27T10:10:00.003+01:00

The Wait

2010-08-17T10:10:00.007+01:00