📷Beauty of Creativity - Photography

It’s a pleasure to join this amazing community! I’m excited to share my journey, insights, and creations with all of you. I have made a delegation of 2000SP to the @beautycreativity account. I would like to start sharing my posts with you. I am from Portugal and currently live on São Miguel Island, in the Azores Archipelago. My posts are based on my photographs, with subsequent image editing. I've been on this network since 2018, and at this point, I feel that a boost is necessary. I share photographs and landscapes related to my daily routines. The sea is a fundamental element in the photos I share, due to the archipelagic context I am part of. I also share many photos of flowers, always a worthy "subject" to photograph. In recent months, my posts have been accompanied by a poem from esteemed Portuguese poets. I hope you enjoy my posts. As we step into this new year, may it be filled with endless opportunities, unforgettable moments, and success in all your endeavors :)

YOU ARE WELCOME TO ELSINORE
Between us and the words, there is molten metal
between us and the words, there are propellers in motion
and they can bring us death, violate us, strip
from the depths of us the most useful secret.
Between us and the words, there are burning profiles,
spaces filled with people with their backs turned,
tall poisonous flowers, doors yet to open,
and stairs and clock hands and children seated,
waiting for their time and their precipice.

Along the wall we inhabit,
there are words of life, there are words of death,
there are immense words, waiting for us,
and others, fragile, that have stopped waiting.
There are words lit like boats,
and there are words that are men, words that keep
their secret and their stance.

Between us and the words, silently,
the hands and the walls of Elsinore.
And there are words and nocturnal words, moans,
words that rise to our lips, unreadable,
diamond words, words never written,
impossible words to write
for we do not have with us the strings of violins,
nor all the blood of the world, nor all the embrace of air.
Far beyond the blue, where oxidized they die,
maternal words, only shadow, only sobs,
only spasms, only love, only shattered solitude.

Between us and the words, the walled-in,
and between us and the words, our duty to speak.

"MÁRIO CESARINY"

=> 04/01/2025

I am sharing photos of landscapes, moments and experiences. Nature and sea are the most visited themes in my photo collection, but any attention-grabbing aspect can be photographed. Hope you enjoy it...