22.06.2014

And I rise
from the ashes
from the melancholic splashes
of calling winds on summer’s days -
just a brief scent of lemon mist
rising me up – so I persist
following the sunny rays

And I rise
in tones tuned bright
out of the scene of black and white -
just a brief moment, just brief phase
overcast shadow turned in phrase
I’m the women I redeem -
so incandescent in her ways

And I rise
all in the flesh -
dewy scent still remaining fresh
so reminiscent of that mood -
on my lips those mint leaves yearn
rising the point of no return -
from Street of Dreams of starry hue
…so I rise

2014© Ester Young, All Rights Reserved

 

 

eARTh heART ART‏

Into the Light

eARTh heART ART‏

When it comes to photography,
there is always something very personal about it.
Different styles, different dynamics, how we view the world and how we view ourselves.
At any given moment we decide to take a photo,
our essence is being captured like a caged bird along with our image.
It’s that very breath we take with the sound of the shutter going down
that gives a life to our portraiture; faces of people, phases of our lives,
joys, sorrows, visions… glimpses of our wonderland.
You don’t have to be in school or become a famous photographer to
surmount the anxieties of not making good enough images.
Even the best of the best had to start from somewhere….usually in their mind.
A spark of vision that excited the idea of picking up a camera…ANY camera
has become their driving force to go out into the world no matter what and
capture the spectacle on their devices.
My journey started with my iPhone 4.
I dived into the possibilities of Instagram and it’s instant editing modes of exciting filters enabling me to take my ideas to the next level.
Now I make love with my D600. It’s the single best thing in the world.
I love that little magic box as if it was a vital part of my body…and it is.
Going through different styles of photography was like getting on and off different train stops. Now I feel though as if I have finally reached my destination in the name of Brooke Shaden, Miss Aniela, Vincent O’Byrne and many other Fine Art/Surreal Photographers who have become my inspiration.
They all gave breath to their visions and made them come alive.
My wonderland will always be infused with different parts of me; my music, poetry, photography, sexuality, my voice, my story.
They feed off of each other, inspire themselves and together they become an expression of my wonderland.
I use music to help me transmute my visions into reality.
One should use whatever it is that puts them in that special place inside,
where one feels “art” beating inside the chest like a second heart.
It could be a song, a memory, a word, a sentence, or your loved one…
Whatever you chose, it is your key to bring you back to your “artsy” land.
It’s not easy to believe in your creativity, I surely know, for art is about perceptions
and points of view and not everyone will agree with you. Art is relative.
It’s not about agreeing, it’s about challenging, whether it’s us or other people;
and opening ourselves to other options that life presents us with.
Creativity is only mirroring our very insights and insides and putting it on public display;
all of our hopes, dreams, desires and imaginations.
It’s about the ART from heART on this eARTh
and introducing light into the dark corners of our human experience.
We all have our wonderland and its up to us to bring it to life.
2014© Ester Young, All Rights Reserved

08.06.2014

The unending sense of you
eversince your lips greet mine
from snow-covered peaks and waterfalls
throughout all the heat and sun
sequins of dew dissolved in light
so soft is your touch in all the spark
eversince you hold me close
dawn embraced curtained dark
and nothing is sweeter than your love
a lively flame of burning torch
for as long as the hours go by
just to feel you nigh

2014© Ester Young, All Rights Reserved