Down the Hall

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Occasionally, we all need a quiet moment to rest. As the year coming to the end, I am sitting here, doing nothing but reflecting upon twenty-eleven. Overall, it was a very good year for me in many respects.

One of the highlight of this year was my acquisition of a new camera, the Fujifilm X100. I know buying the X100 does not instantly make me a photographer; it only makes me an X100 owner. I often hear people saying, “It’s the photographer, not the camera that takes the pictures.” Even though, I agree with that wisdom, I want to say that the X100 gave me the inspiration to take more and better images. (Click here to see the images taken with the Fujifilm X100.)

Another reason that makes this year so terrific for me is you. When I look at the stats of this blog, I see a steady increase in numbers of visits from all over the world. That reason alone, gives me the inspiration to take more pictures and to post more regularly. In addition, many of you also take the time to write your feed-backs and share your thoughts with me, on and off line. I want to this opportunity to say that I appreciate your support and encouragement throughout the year.

I also look at other reports, the ones from my affiliations with Amazon and B&H Photo. The reports do not show who made the purchases, they only show what items were sold coming from this blog. Even that I do not know who you are, I do get the nice warm feeling knowing someone out there is helping me. I know you do not have to do it, but you choose to do it to support me. Your thoughtful actions really keep me going. Thank you!

I like to hold the nice memories of this year as I am saying farewell to twenty-eleven; and to wish you all the love, joy and even more success in your life as we welcome twenty-twelve.

Wish you a very Happy New Year.

-Quan
December 2011.

“There are always two people in every picture: the photographer and the viewer.” ~ Ansel Adams

Flowers and Cross

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As the Holiday Season is upon us, I wish you a very happy Holiday Season filled with peace and prosperity. May Peace be your gift at Christmas and your blessing all year through!

-Quan
December 2011
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“Dear Santa, I can explain...” ~ Unknown.

Reindeer

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During the last few weeks, we have strong winds and heavy rains. It is colder each day as the days get shorter. And, when it’s not raining, it’s dull and grey. The winter is definitely here.

On a more positive note, I see Christmas decorations everywhere; in the office, around the neighborhoods, and on the streets. I spot these reindeer on a hillside, while taking my walk; they are part of the city’s Christmas lights display. I think the Christmas decorations, lights and the warmth of the season makes the winter much more bearable.

-Quan.
December 2011.

“Christmas isn't a season. It's a feeling.” ~ Edna Ferber

Lillian

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She was so beautiful, pure, and irresistible. If I were a bee, I would beg for mercy and I would probably drop dead by her stamens. People told me that her name was Lily, but she liked to go by Lillian. She usually hung out with her friends, and told me that it would be too confusing for everybody to call each other Lily.

I met Lillian on a cloudy day in the garden. I was not particularly motivated and was about to go home. Then, I saw Lillian and friends blooming in front of the cafe near the exit. I felt as if she was born for and thrive in the soft, diffused light. After taking a few exposures, I went home anyway. However, now I was very motivated and more. Like a kid given a candy, Lillian was my treat of the day.

“When you have only two pennies left in the world, buy a loaf of bread with one, and a lily with the other” ~ Chinese Proverbs

A Moment With You

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Now I believe in angels,
for I am here next to you,
in this city of angels,
cherish this moment and you.

-Quan.
Los Angeles
December 2011.


"We are each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another." ~ Luciano de Crescenzo

Sextet

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From far away, the fence looked like yellow polka dot wall. There were thick layers of vines and leaves covered by the sprinkles of these little flowers on the outer layer.

Up close, it was chaos. There were no laws and orders. These little people just grew in an uncontrolled, but very energetic fashion. Getting even closer, I found this sextet. They were music to my eyes. It seemed like they were smiling and singing, “Hello Mister, welcome to this corner of the fence. How are you doing today?” To which I replied “Hello Sunshine.”

Thank you everyone for visiting this corner of the World Wide Web. May your weekend filled with sunshine.

-Quan
December 2011.


“Chaos is the score upon which reality is written.” ~ Henry Miller

Each and Every Step

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Each step is an adventure for both. When we lift the foot up, we want to make sure that it points to the right direction. When we land it down on the ground, we do not want land on any impediments. For every step, we want to maintain balance throughout. We use the handholding technique as a guiding tool. We do that with one hundred percent concentration. Then, we repeat the same process in the next step. As long as we focus on the task, we will stay on course and nobody gets hurt.

The years will pass. There will be no more handholding; there will be football games, music recitals, rock-and-roll, driving education, and colleges. Every so often, there will be “Hi, Dad” followed by “Hi son, how are you doing?” Every so often, there will be lunches, or even a hug.

The journey continues...

-Quan
December 2011.

“It is not flesh and blood but the heart which makes us fathers and sons.” ~ Johann Schiller

Wild Flowers

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It was late afternoon; the sun is coming down quickly. I had an image in my mind that I wanted to take, but this lady was in my view. So, I waited for her to finish taking her pictures. She appeared to me as very meticulous; she took her time shooting, take a few steps, shot again; few more steps, then shot some more. When she finished shooting and started to walk away, I was so relief and got ready for my shot.

Well, only after a few steps, she stopped. This time, she took out some small device, and just stood there. There she was with her little device, and here I was running out of patience. And the sun is coming down quickly.

Then I thought why not take a picture of her instead. After I took this photograph, I didn’t want to wait for the one I originally waited for. I walked away happy knowing it would not be as good without her.

The entire time, I stood there waiting for something which I thought may be good; not knowing the good was right in front of me. Thanks to my incidental model for being in my way. However, now in hindsight, I am the one who needed to get out of my own way.

“Weeds are flowers too, once you get to know them.” ~ A. A. Milne

Bend

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Aspens typically grow in large colonies; some colonies become very large overtime, spreading a about a meter a year; eventually covering many hectares.

I imagine, living in such a dense population, some aspen is going to have to bend in order to grow upward.

“Blessed are the hearts that can bends; they shall never be broken.” ~ Albert Camus.


Belongs to No One

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Whenever I see these abandoned homes, I can't help wondering why people abandon their homes. I come up with several usual suspects: death, financial difficulty, imprisonment, natural disaster, or relocate, etc. Well, your guess will be as good as mine. Who knows?

Or, perhaps, people do not just abandon their possessions; they actually abandon their past for the hope of a better tomorrow. If that was the case, then I wish them better homes and better shoes.

This year's Thanksgiving, I am thankful that I have a home to go to everyday and have a sense of belonging.

I wish everyone a happy and safe Thanksgiving!

-Quan.
November 2011.

“Perhaps, home is not a place but simply an irrevocable condition.” ~ James Baldwin, Giovanni’s Room.

Looking to the West II

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I like to dedicate this photo to Izzie who took the time to write me such a meaningful comment in my previous post, “Looking to the West”. I do not get this kind of comment very often; I find it very inspiring, so, thank you Izzie.

This is what Izzie wrote:

“Quan Tran… I like the way you expressed your feelings with this photo. To me, it’s just too busy. Maybe I am looking for only a little of the tree and more of the mountains or the tree would have been more with the trunks and the mountain a bit further. I seem to think that you position yourself nearer the tree and lost most of the mountain… could be better…”

Today, I happen to look into my hard drive; and find this image from the same trip. This one has a tree trunk and the mountain a bit further. What do you think about this image (compare to the previous one)?

-Quan.
November 2011.

“It is from the womb of art that criticism was born.” ~ Charles Baudelaire


Looking to the West

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While traveling on highway 395, I like to look westward because (to me) the scenery is more beautiful that way; maybe, because the grand sierra is over that direction.

When I stood there, taking this picture; I didn’t feel hungry or tired, I didn’t feel the pressure of the daily life, life was not too short, and life was not too long. I was simply happy.

-Quan.
November 2011.

“Mountains are the beginning and the end of all natural scenery.” ~ John Ruskin.


Friends for Life

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If I were a tree…

Every now and then, on the clear nights, I look up and I see millions of stars above; I couldn't help wondering what the chances are, in this vast universe; that I get to stand right next to a pretty one like you.

I do not know how we end up together here; I only know that I am glad that you stuck with me all these time. And, deep down, I know that if I were a tree, I would want to be your friend for life.

If I were a tree…

-Quan.
November 2011.

“Don’t walk behind me; I may not lead. Don’t walk in front of me; I may not follow. Just walk beside me and be my friend.” ~ Albert Camus

Veterans Day 2011

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It’s Friday, why not take a little break from whatever you are doing and look at some flower.

Today is also Veterans Day in the US. I like to take a moment to say thanks to our veterans. They risk their lives during combat, and then have to deal with the post-war trauma. These folks really give up a huge chunk of their lives, so that we can enjoy ours.

I don’t know the name of this flower; so I just call it “Little Purple Flower”. People say purple flowers symbolize royalty. With that, I like to dedicate this flower to our veterans.

To those who served, I salute you!

-Quan.
November 2011. 

“Just living is not enough,” said the butterfly. “One must have sunshine, freedom and a little flower.” ~ Hans Christian Andersen

Traces of the Fall

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I can understand why autumn is so attractive to so many people, especially the photographers (me included). Who can really resist those glowing bright golden leaves? Even when most of the golden stuffs were gone, there were still magic in the air; her beauty still lingered on.

After taking this shot, I stood there, wanted to look at the scene with my naked eyes for a few more minutes. Logic told me that she will be back next year, there would be another autumn; I knew my heart will long for her, but my instinct told me that it may not be the same.

But then, I had to move on…

-Quan.
November 2011.


"Happiness is the longing for repetition." ~ Milan Kundera (Czech Novelist, Playwright and Poet, b.1929)

Caution

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Today, I am thinking about shadows; particularly, our own shadows.

Shadows never complain, and always follow us quietly. When we step into the shade, they just disappear. When we face the light, they stay right behind us. When the light gets brighter, the shadows get deeper. The only time we see our own shadows is when we turn our back to the light; or when we face the light but turn our heads to look back behind us.

Shadows have many shapes and forms; they can be very pretty sometimes. Whenever I see my shadow, I get a feeling of comfort, knowing that there’s light. When I see my shadow, I know it is sunny and I am not alone.

If you haven’t looked at your own shadow lately, I invite you to walk into the light; walk, jump, dance or run (whatever you like to do) while noticing your own shadows. It is pure joy, I guarantee it. Watch your steps and don’t injure yourself though.

-Quan.
November 2011.

“Everything that we see is a shadow cast by that which we do not see.” ~ Martin Luther King Jr.

Between the Seasons

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Last weekend, a few friends and I drove out to Eastern Sierra (California) area to take pictures of the fall colors. Before heading out, I knew it has passed the peek time, but I was hopeful that autumn was still around for a bit longer.

Upon arrival, looking at the bare trees, I knew that we were late for the party. However, there were still remnant of the fall; I could see a few trees with yellow leaves scattered between the bared ones. There was also early sign of the coming winter, a few small patches of snow on the ground.

I realized, then, that I was neither late for the autumn, nor early for the winter. I was just in between the seasons. I told myself “nature’s clock waits for no one, all I can do is to be a good observer.”

Until next year, here is my humbled-not-quite-fall-color photograph. Hope you enjoy it.

-Quan
November 2011.

Azra

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Anyone following the news lately would notice that there were many tragic events happened in recent weeks. The monsoon flooded Bangkok; then now the earthquake in Turkey. Sometimes, it can be depressing watching the news.

I like to send my best wishes to the people in Thailand and Turkey; my thoughts go to the victims, and my condolences to their loved ones.

Then on Tuesday, I happened to watch the footage about a 2-week-old baby girl, Azra Karaduman, pulled out alive from the rubble by the earthquake rescue team. That’s good news (for a change). I felt as if I was watching a miracle unfolding right in front of my eyes. A miracle, indeed!

Today, I want take the liberty to title this photograph “Azra” (hope you don’t mind) to celebrate Azra Karaduman. And, I want to propose a toast to her “Azra, you can survive this earthquake; you can handle anything life throws at you later on. I sincerely wish you, despite a rough start, a happy and wonderful long life.”

-Quan
October 2011.

"Live long and prosper, my friend." ~ Stars Trek.

Bitten

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As I was walking in the park the other day, I spied a streak of light shining on a leaf from under a distant tree. My feet automatically turned toward that direction; thinking this would be a cool photo opportunity. When I got there, I saw this young leaf, which was badly bitten. In a split second, my heart turned from joy to sorrow.

Most leaves get to grow up healthy, to experience a full life through the seasons, to grow old, and to turn yellow in the fall… However, looks like this leaf will not have the chance to live life to the fullest. Sometimes, I feel the world can be so unfair and cruel; dark and cold.

After I took the shot, I stood there wishing the sun would set slower to keep the leaf warm just a little longer. I imagined it’s only a matter of days.

Until then, hang in there and keep on shining!

-Quan.
October, 2011.

The Entertainers

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It was a late afternoon, the beach was quiet, I can hear this young family laughing, and the meditative sound of the waves in the background. As I stood there looking at this young father entertaining his kid, my mind drifted to the past. Distant memories started to come to mind.

Once upon a time, I was also an entertainer. I didn’t have many audiences, only a couple of my own; they always enjoyed my performances regardless of how or what I did. It was pretty easy to make them laugh; all I had to do is be silly.

That was a long time ago, time really flies fast. Snapping back to the present, I almost forgot I had the camera with me; I raised the camera up and I took a few shots.

Thanks to this young family who gave me a moment to the beautiful past. Now, I like to share this photo with “the entertainers” out there.

-Quan
October 2011.

“You don't really understand human nature unless you know why a child on a merry-go-round will wave at his parents every time around - and why his parents will always wave back.” ~ William D. Tammeus

Separate Way

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If you must go, take good care.
May the sun always shine.
If you must go, don’t look back.
May your future be bright.

But if you stay, just a while.
We’ll dance in the rain,
sing with the wind, and the moon.
We’ll be alright, I know.

But if you go, take my heart.
Heart can’t dance without you.
Wind won’t blow, and moon won’t shine.
So take my heart, wherever you go.

-o-

Love,
-Quan, April 2011.

A Butte Without a Name, Monument Valley

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I took this picture during a recent visit to Monument Valley. In the valley, the famous buttes all have names such as Mitten Buttes, Merrick Butte, Camel Butte, Elephant Butte, The Totem Pole, The Thumb, and Three Sisters, and so on.

Besides those well-known buttes, there are many others, like this one, which has no name. This butte does not have an extraordinary shape or any special attributes. However, when the light shines on it, it stunned me.

I spied this butte while on the tram ride between stops. The ride was bumpy and rocky; it was difficult to hold the camera still. The butte looked thousand times more beautiful in front of my eyes than in the photo above. I wish I could share what I saw there; but I guess I just have to do with my best effort.

-Quan.
April 2011.

“To me, photography is an art of observation. It’s about finding something interesting in an ordinary place... I’ve found it has little to do with the things you see and everything to do with the way you see them.” ~ Elliott Erwitt.

Making a Move

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Chinese chess is a popular pastime among the Vietnamese. I often see them play outside of the shopping malls, coffee houses, or in the parks.

These gents are playing a different variant, which I have never seen before. They set up the board with the pieces turn upside-down; except for the “general” piece (the most important piece), which is faced up during the entire game.

When a player moves a piece for the very first time, he will then turn its face up. Afterward, that piece will stay up until the very end. Every time a piece is uncovered, the game changes, sometimes very dramatically. The players then have to adapt, and adjust their strategies accordingly.

This adds a surprise element to the game. The advantages or disadvantages may change hands from one move to the next.

Sometimes, I think life is full of surprises and all one can do is try one’s best to make the right move; then move on.

-Quan.
March 2011.

Royal Restaurant & Banquet

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The other day, I had lunch with friends at Royal. I arrived there a little early; so I walked around the area and took a few snaps.

In recent years, Little Saigon had a face lift. Despite the recession, there seems to be a mini boom in Little Saigon. I noticed the streets were fixed up, many businesses remodeled their buildings, and new businesses sprung up. Royal Restaurant & Banquet is one of the new restaurants here.

I had a wonderful time; I enjoyed the companies and the excellent food. BTW, if you ever decide to go there for lunch, check out the combination rice dish. And, the best part is I went home with a memory card full of photos.

-Quan.
March 2011.

Water Tower

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Many water towers were constructed during the Industrial Revolution, when the cities and villages were equipped with a public water system. These towers were symbols of progress and a better quality of life.

Nowadays, people do not give much attention to water towers. They are either demolished or becoming historic landmarks. Along with the typewriters, dot matrix printers, pinball machines, water towers are now historic relics.

Rapid technology advance causes many things to become obsolete too soon. Still, I like to see one more thing to become obsolete. I want to see war to become the thing of the past just like dueling was.

-Quan.
March 2011.

“Either war is obsolete, or men are.” ~ R. Buckminster Fuller

A Lotus for Japan

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Even when its roots are in the dirtiest waters, the Lotus produces the most beautiful flower. The Lotus flower is regarded as a symbol of purity, enlightenment, self-regeneration and rebirth.

I like to dedicate this Lotus flower to the people in Japan. I wish that there are no more aftershocks, and the death toll to stop rising. I wish them a speeding recovery. My thoughts and heart are with the people in Japan.

If anyone likes to help, I include this link from Yahoo! News: “Japan earthquake and tsunami: How to help”

-Quan.
March 2011.

Quang Tuấn Delivers His Crescendo

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I went to a fundraiser concert back in January. There were many entertaining performances, including a number sung by Quang Tuấn accompanied by the band Phượng Hoàng. I had seen them performed together a few times before – this time was no different – always exceptional.

Quang Tuấn walks and speaks with a moderate pace. His songs selections are usually with slow to medium beat. When on stage, he always dresses very well and conservative. I think that personality reflects in his singing.

What I like most about Quang Tuấn’s singing is the way he delivers his crescendos. His crescendos always begin with a smooth tone in an unhurried, deliberate pace; and ends with tremendous dynamic.

When he does that, I get goose bumps. I am not a musical expert; but whenever I get goose bumps, I know I am listening to good singing.

-Quan.
March 2011.

“You are the crescendo.” ~ P. Diddy Puff Daddy (American, b.1969, Harlem, New York, USA)

Walking upon a Stone - The Last Chapter

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This is a follow-up entry to my previous post. In the previous blog entry, I asked my readers for their preferences as if they like this photograph in color or in black & white. As the result, the blog page had a record number of views to date. I also received many responses from many readers via emails, comment section on the blog page, and offline conversations. For this reason alone, I think a summary of the votes is necessary.

Three blog entries for one image are too many already. I promise not to bore you; this will be the conclusion and the last entry about this one photograph.

Before getting into the photography stuffs, I like to express my appreciation to Flux Lux readers who took the time to write me their preferences, comments, critiques and ideas; through those words, I learned a lot about this particular topic of "color-vs.-black-&-white". I also like to thank those readers who stopped by to view the page; even for whatever reason chose not to write. However, you showed up by large number. That makes me feel connected, and that this blog is not a waste of time and effort. Thank you for the support.


The Readers’ Choice

From the responses that I received, there are roughly the same counts go for both color and black & white version.

Those who picked the black & white version said they like it because:
  • No reason, just prefer the black & white version.
  • The image is all about shape and texture.
  • The image is about light, form, and composition.
  • The color version hides the poetry.
  • The black & white belongs more in the “art category”.

Those who picked the color version said that they like it because:
  • No reason, just prefer the color version.
  • The color version has more depth.
  • The beautiful warm light falls on the stones.
  • The black & white version is not as beautiful as the color one.
  • The foreground stone in the color version anchors the meditative story (click here to read the story in the first post, in case you missed it). The black & white is an exercise in exposure, tone, and printing contrast.

44 percent picked the color version, and 56 percent chose the black & white version. Clearly, the reader’s choice goes to the black & white version. Not by a big margin, but still the readers’ choice.


My Choice

Given that this is my photograph, I will cast my vote, and describe how I came to the decision.

After I published the previous post, I have a week to ponder. During this time, I went back and forth between the two versions for various reasons. Each one has its own strengths that are not present in the other, and vice versa. It is a tough call for me – especially it is my photograph – it is difficult to be objective. This turns out to be more of a mental exercise for me.

A dear friend of mine likes to say, “In writing, words are medium of expression.” Similarly, in photography, I think black & white and color are medium of expression. All the things – we, photographers, pay so much attention to – such as, lighting, textures, shape, forms, tone, contrast, etc. are, I think, words, sentences, paragraphs, pages which collectively comprise a book.

Do we judge a book by its cover? What kind of paper is used? Which font is used? Nope, we judge a book by its story. A good book has to tell a good story.

Now the question is which version of this image tells a story? And, if there’s a story, which one tells a better story?

I like to thank L.K. and R.C.M. – (I am using their initials rather than their real names. And if you read this, you know who you are) – for their fine comments.

L.K. said “... there’s a leader everywhere, even down on the ground...”

R.C.M. said “...it stands out as THE stone of the epiphany... the shot says, “It was THIS STONE, RIGHT HERE” and anchors your tale...”

Both of these comments are responses to the color version. They nailed it on the first day. However, it took me a week to decide.

I finally pick the color version of the image because it tells the tale.

As they say, “that how the story goes...” Until next time, my friends.

-Quan.
March 2011.

Walking upon a Stone (in Black & White)

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After viewing the last blog entry, a dear friend suggested that this photo would be a good candidate for black and white. Knowing myself, I will never pass up any suggestion.

Below is a side-by-side comparison. Which one do you like better? If you have a preference either way, drop me a line. I love to hear from you.

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-Quan.
March 2011.

Walking upon a Stone

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I took this photo on a recent trip to San Jose. At sunrise, we decided to stop for gas and breakfast. After breakfast, I wanted take a little walk eastward to watch the sunrise, and to breathe the fresh air of a new day.

I did not realize that I was walking on a cobblestone pavement. This particular one stood up higher above the others, and almost tripped me. As I looked down, seeing the warm light softly touched the stones, I had to run back to the car to get the camera. I took three frames, and this one is my most favorite.

As we got back in the car and drove on, a thought crossed my mind. The whole time, I was looking up at the sky watching the sunrise. I did not even look down. If I did not trip on the stone, or should I says, if the stone did not trip me, I would not have taken this photograph. Was it chance? Was there some kind of intervention at work?

I wonder if a stone have a soul.

-Quan.
February 2011.


“The observer, when he seems to himself to be observing a stone, is really, if physics is to be believed, observing the effects of the stone upon himself.” ~ Bertrand Russell (English Logician and Philosopher 1872-1970)

Hang Together

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I remember when I was little; I used to hang out with friends, lying on the grass, looking up at the sky. We would see different animals from the various cloud formations. Some cloud would look like a lion; other would look like a dragon, or a dinosaur, etc. That was pure and simple fun.

Sometimes, I wonder what I would do if I were a leaf? Maybe, I would hang out with other leaves. Some days, there will be dragons and dinosaurs. Other days, it will be cloudless; there will be just an empty blue sky. It would not matter if there were no clouds on the sky, I know, because I am hanging out with my friends. And I would be just as happy.

What would you do if you were a leaf?

-Quan.
February 2011.


“We must, indeed, all hang together or, most assuredly, we shall all hang separately.” ~ Benjamin Franklin.

White Rose

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It’s been several months since I last visited my mother. Mom’s house is only about one-hour drive away; I really had no excuse for the long absence besides being so busy with heavy work schedule.

My mom loves gardening. Through the years, she spends countless hours of her free time working outside in the backyard. Day by day, the backyard gradually transforms into a mini garden full of beautiful plants, flowers and vegetables.

Every time I visit mom, I always make a point to go out to the backyard. It’s my retreat area. So this time, after having lunch and watching TV with Mom for a while, I went out to the backyard, as usual, to relax. At this time of year, most plants are out of season, there isn’t a lot going on, other than a few small cactus blooms. As I sat on the swing, looking toward the apple tree, I noticed a lone blossomed white rose illuminated by the afternoon sun beams shining through between the apple leaves. So, I get up and took a few frames.

The purity and beauty of the white rose remind me of the motherly love we all felt when we were little. In the young child’s eyes, Mom is a goddess, beautiful and pure. As we become of age, leaving the nest, struggling with life and drifting away from home, we lose touch. It felt good to be reminded of how beautiful mom always is in my heart.

I dedicate this photo my mom, my wife and all the mothers out there.

-Quan.
February 2011.