Euonymus alatus
by undieyatch

Comment:
charming (and a star for the great botanical knowledge)
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corner
by NiallOTuama

Comment:
Totally absorbing ; marvelously seen and captured
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Inbound
by Melethia

Comment:
mesmerizing
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Delamere-Days
by Robski

Comment:
melodious
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abduction
by 2mccs

Comment:
Great and scary and funny in the same time and of course, very painterly, perhaps too painterly for my taste in photography but that's another story
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faced by
by Tiberius

Comment:
Great story well captured
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Kumartuli 001
by salmiakki

Comment:
What a story here! I am yet to read the entire description that you are sending us to but I love that we got your first hand impression, that we feel the clay and almost participate in the ritual.
There is one shot that I find enormously touching:
the maker blessing his work. It feels as if they feed each other with these spiritual waves of the ritual.
The last picture is an amazing cry of farewell and desperate pain of the separation. Or so I feel it.

Most impressive. Perhaps you'll show us a little more of the place.

Le Flaneur - Sneak Brim
by insteps

Comment:
I spent a few days looking at this essay and finally figured out its mystery! It is really a 3D experience.
The viewer of the essay is the photographer!
The viewer is accompanying the flaneur, a few steps behind him, enough to incorporate all the experience in one frame.
It is one of these fantastic stories of infinite reflections and echoes written by a Borges for instance.

This shot for me is surpassing them all although as you can gather I am quite taken by the entire experience. There is a feeling of old world values, of a certain elegance of being intertwined with a stubborn intellectuality.

A true feast Henry!

Swazi Lo-Fi
by ubique

Comment:
Not even humor can take politics out of Paolo Buono any longer!
He accepted the job, took his camera and began alertly the voyage but little by little when he started to use his handkerchief too often and then the back of his sleeve to wipe his face he realized that it was not dust but tears that fogged his eyes and his hands trembled.

He might have remembered vaguely of a photographer named Peter Beard, but that guy never published in WTF magazine.

Your photos are so often filled with end-of-the-world melancholy and sometimes helplessness and always with a distant beauty. Or is it the place? Or the topic?
In any case, we will never look from now on at any "glossy reassuring National Geographic" pictures in the same way. Actually, I never did, and always looked for alternate or at least additional views. LO-FI or not.

overlap of the generations
by daisydavid

Comment:
Well John, you had so far 54 viewers of your essay and I imagine that people became very meditative and a bit aloof to say anything.
Also, pretty much like always, Paul analyzed it perfectly, in my opinion.

Needless to say that for me the searching, intent, probing gaze of the little boy won me instantly. I would have been as happy with the first two images and the last one but a little explosion of color, even if it's not the way I imagined it, brings some accents to the topic and I like this a lot. There is not always grey, blur, pastels, fog and melancholy when looking back.

I am always interested in your photographs.