In order to be a great photographer, one simply has to shoot,shoot,shoot! In order to appreciate life's offerings, one must be observant in order to find the beauty that exists in the most ordinary of places. I have challenged myself to master the Art of Observation by taking a moment to make myself aware of the many things that encompasse this life: beauty, adventure, and of course the trivial things that make one smile. It is never too late to start LIVING!"



Sunday, January 3, 2010

Tattoos *1/3/2010*

I have always thought that tattoos were beautiful. They are most incredible to me when they are a representation of the body upon which they boldly and proudly lie. The rising Phoenix in this image is more than ink, more than art, but a sign of resurrection.
The Phoenix - The Story It is said that as early as 500 B.C., people believed in the phoenix, a legendary bird that would live for 500 years. Near the end of its life, the phoenix would build a funeral pyre for itself. As it began to die, it would lay down on the wood; the wood would burst into flames consuming the phoenix after the bird died. The phoenix would emerge anew from the ashes of the funeral pyre stronger and more beautiful than before living on for another 500 years.
Much Love,
D

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