tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6752087278312138965.post5144834327758060028..comments2023-09-11T06:13:03.758-04:00Comments on Talking Writing: Story PromptMartha Nicholshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02125887259454036708noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6752087278312138965.post-20461162681458272082010-01-27T20:19:19.332-05:002010-01-27T20:19:19.332-05:00Wow, this photo touched many readers. I actually s...Wow, this photo touched many readers. I actually saw something similar in it when I took it. The fuzzy is obviously a computer-made "motion blur". As I explained to Judith: my photos are not documentary images so I can afford to emphasize what I want to tell any way I choose. I needed the important people to be separated from the crowd. That's why the motion blur. This image Judith picked it from a small series. The rest is here: http://secondfloorstudio.blogspot.com/2009/05/people-of-barcelona.html#links<br /><br />Akos<br /><br />secondfloorstudio.com <br />phone 1 617 575 9020Akos Szilvasihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08882701827310746250noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6752087278312138965.post-27103864371299793802010-01-27T16:21:01.185-05:002010-01-27T16:21:01.185-05:00Normally, Lorenzo on a bike was an unstoppable for...Normally, Lorenzo on a bike was an unstoppable force, but the sight of the peculiar couple made him brake so hard he almost ejected Katrina, who was perched in front of him. It wasn’t their mild expressions or sensible clothing that threw him. It was the way they appeared in his path out of nowhere, preternaturally still and sharp-edged, almost glowing.<br /><br />Then they disappeared just as suddenly, leaving Lorenzo sputtering to explain his actions to the almost-catapulted Katrina. Shaken but resilient, he dismissed the elderly pair from his mind – until the next time they appeared, floating in mid-air, blocking his hang-glider’s trajectory.<br /><br />They rose to let him pass, like lifted puppets, and he whistled past them. He almost blew his landing, squinting up at the blinding, now-empty sky...Karen J. Ohlsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15849678384701712436noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6752087278312138965.post-63276810581011426962010-01-27T13:59:29.155-05:002010-01-27T13:59:29.155-05:00This is an excellent photograph.
The young girl p...This is an excellent photograph.<br /><br />The young girl puts down her foot to stop the bike. She recognizes the elderly couple as her grandparents who stayed in Spain many years ago.<br /><br />The story goes on from there . . .Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08394141287099787464noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6752087278312138965.post-37692668408952174132010-01-25T14:22:42.347-05:002010-01-25T14:22:42.347-05:00I'm still waiting for an Adrian Grenier look a...I'm still waiting for an Adrian Grenier look alike to sweep me off my feet and pedal me around Barcelona on his bicycle.Judith Rosshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12079409605010969088noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6752087278312138965.post-26569323341829141232010-01-25T14:04:58.457-05:002010-01-25T14:04:58.457-05:00Elderly couple:
He thinks: That could have been u...Elderly couple:<br /><br />He thinks: That could have been us in '45. We had so much to celebrate. We had nothing, but the air sparkled. You could smell lavender in the markets, the sweet stink of shrimp.<br /><br />She thinks: I <i>wish</i> we could have been like that. I wish...<br /><br />The motorbike couple swerves around them effortlessly, giving what seems to be just another old gray lady and dude no thought...Martha Nicholshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02125887259454036708noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6752087278312138965.post-14338399375384970782010-01-23T18:56:42.094-05:002010-01-23T18:56:42.094-05:00I believe the elderly couple is thinking "Oh ...I believe the elderly couple is thinking "Oh my God! That bike will hit us!"Elizabeth Langosyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06870671096712471918noreply@blogger.com