Morning

A swan glided out the mist as if a ghost, illuminated by the first rays of the morning light serenity made real, cool grey blanket covers the landscape deadening sounds so only the gentle splashing of the river as it spills over pebble and through reed-bed can be heard.
In the distance trees look black as if frozen, made of granite; the standing stones of nature. Below a heard of cow wait, sleeping until the warmth of the day returns. Though this scene she glides.
In the distance a lone fisherman walks across the field towards the waterline though the swirling mists he fades in and out of vision, ethereal.
The swan startled by this leaves the river and fly off breaking the peace of the morning, wings thrash and water splashes up though the mist she flies gaining height, powerful wings beating down.

Suddenly she breaks though mist, from seeing nothing but grey monochrome the world is full of colour.
Below the landscape looks covered in cotton-wool but, above the sun now bright shines in a cloudless azure sky.
Hills and building burst though the mists into the clear looking like islands and rocky shoals, the warmth of sun on her back brings a deep longing for home, the north, tundra and midnight sun. Decision made she turns north, below in the world of grey the only sign of her passage is her wingbeats as travels on back to her homeland.

Cool Video art seqences

Just a short post today to let everyone know I'm still posting... I just found these Video art squences

http://www.glumbert.com/media/pictureday

or this on the same theme

http://www.atomfilms.com/af/content/me

and one on Love and Fear.

http://members.shaw.ca/yofrizb/

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Likes and Dislikes

I was reading the IMDB forum for the film Amelie. One the threads there was about naming 3 slightly unusual things you like and dislike, as the film does when introducing the characters.

Mine are...

Likes
Night walks, where if the moon is full everything is coated with a silver lustre and the world looks magical or if not you can see the milky-way and thousands of stars.

Lying in bed, safe, while a storm rages.

The smell made when the first raindrop hit the ground after a dry spell.

Dislikes
The sound of Nylon fabric rubbing against itself, it sends shivers down my spine.

Things being destoryed that maybe of some use. Hence I tend to hoarde stuff.

Closed minded people who never listen to other people's points of view.