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mustashley · 8 years
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The Many Moods of the Ocean Seen at Eye Level Part II by Che Chorley
Award winning photographer Che Chorley (previously featured here) has a deep fascination and affinity for the ocean. Chorley experiments with the temperamental subject in its ephemeral and ever-changing environment. He photographs the ocean during various conditions to capture its wild and irregular beauty.
A paradoxical entity, the ocean is know to be both the calm and the fury of Mother Earth. Violent and serene, its heals, nurtures, feeds, but also destroys all in its way. Chorley captures its multi-faceted behavior at eye level to capture the relationship between the sky’s soft hazy hues, which also change according to the ocean’s mood from gloomy to a cotton candy pink sunrise.The results of these images are closeups of the ocean’s multi-faceted moods and colors.
The duality of the sea is expressed through a multitude of images, which display drastic changes of its movement, color and strength. Both a vulnerable and rigorous force, Chorley’s seascapes expose its mighty beauty.
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mustashley · 9 years
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I am not the first person you loved. You are not the first person I looked at with a mouthful of forevers. We have both known loss like the sharp edges of a knife. We have both lived with lips more scar tissue than skin. Our love came unannounced in the middle of the night. Our love came when we’d given up on asking love to come. I think that has to be part of its miracle. This is how we heal. I will kiss you like forgiveness. You will hold me like I’m hope. Our arms will bandage and we will press promises between us like flowers in a book. I will write sonnets to the salt of sweat on your skin. I will write novels to the scar of your nose. I will write a dictionary of all the words I have used trying to describe the way it feels to have finally, finally found you. And I will not be afraid of your scars. I know sometimes it’s still hard to let me see you in all your cracked perfection, but please know: whether it’s the days you burn more brilliant than the sun or the nights you collapse into my lap your body broken into a thousand questions, you are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. I will love you when you are a still day. I will love you when you are a hurricane.
Clementine von Radics, Mouthful of Forevers (via wordsnquotes)
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mustashley · 9 years
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You silly little girl, you think you’ve survived so long survival shouldn’t hurt anymore. You keep trying to turn your body bulletproof. You keep trying to turn your heart bomb shelter. Stop, darling. You are soft and alive. You bruise and heal. Cherish it. It is what you were born to do. It will not be beautiful, but the truth never is. Come now, you promised yourself. You promised you’d live through this.
Clementine von Radics, “There is the Worst and Then There is More,” Mouthful of Forevers  (via wordsnquotes)
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