182/365(+1), a photo by Luca Rossini on Flickr.
Lens: Voigtlander color-skopar 35mm f2.5
Camera: NEX-7, ISO100, f4, 1/640, raw
Pools are beautiful. And relaxing. And refreshing. And a lot of fun, when you are a kid. And yet, when you look at pools for what they really are, pools are simply geometrically unnatural, crystal clear, perfectly still, maximized for safety, little lakes. They represent at the same time both our inner attraction to and fear of water. They exist because we love to swim, to splash, to float, or simply to chill, but we’re scared of sharks, strong winds, sudden currents, sucking whirlpools, bloodthirsty sea-monsters, congestion-led drowning, invisible jellyfishes, fast motor boats, reckless water motors, stingy weevers, rolling waves, destructive tidal waves, careless surfers, spiky rocks, dark blue deepness, sickening water pollution, and so on. Do you have or know any other fear of the sea over a pool?
Fact is, we love pools for all these things that cannot happen, and when you looked at it from this angle pools seem magical places whose metaphysical attributes seem more important than the physical ones, a characteristic of non-places.
This pool is great, it towers high over Cala Piccola, one of the nicest creeks of Monte Argentario, we were invited here for the whole day today, we obviously enjoyed it a lot, Agata had a lot of fun, there were also other kids she played with, and I finally started reading “L’acte photographique”, by Philippe Dubois, in its Italian version. I say finally, because I bought the book almost one year ago, and never had the time/energy to get through it.
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