Showing posts with label faith. Show all posts
Showing posts with label faith. Show all posts


Everywhere we go, there is a line to follow! Civilization is the destination. I took this photo near Sousse, in Tunisia.

Here is an interesting review I received for this picture on my deviantART account from Kalistina. I'm sharing it here below because I think it's a good analysis:

One of my favorite visual impressions in physical reality is the disappearance of the ground-sky interface. I first discovered it in the Alps, were clouds frequently come in direct contact with the permanently snow-covered summits of the highest mountains. It can get very hard to tell where the earth stops and where the sky begins.

This photo initially triggers a similar effect. The sky seems to stop at the character’s feet... or even below. Of course, after a few instants the brain manages to get past the illusion, to unlock the physical reality that was captured in this photograph, to realize that it’s actually dealing with a beach-sea-city-sky continuum. But this first impression remains. There’s a city in the sky and the character’s looking its way.

“Faith in Destiny”. Now that’s an interesting title. Though most people use “fate” and “destiny” interchangeably, they actually designate two nearly opposite concepts - “fate” is the inexorable result of what happened before the present, whereas “destiny” is the anticipation of a future given the current situation. “Fate” introduces the concept of fatality; “destiny” deals with destinations, goals. Fate binds people, whereas destiny projects them.

As for “faith”, it’s the opposite of “knowledge” - it’s the belief in something that is impossible to prove (it is by definition irrational). Typically, one’s faith is aimed toward their gods - something that transcends them, that likely determines them by defining their fate. Greek tragedy comes to mind.

Here, though, we’re dealing with destiny - something that people set for their own sake. Having faith in destiny, unlike having faith in fate, means irrationally believing in one’s own ability to set oneself a destination and to advance toward it. I think it’s a very humanist kind of faith.

Back to the photo. In the horizon (which, remember, didn’t look like a horizon at first), we see a city. It’s the only non-natural element in the setting. This is the character’s destination. It’s the place he want’s to go to. He’s going toward civilization, leaving the cradle of nature. That doesn’t mean he’s giving up on nature, it just means he wants to interact with mankind.

Now, a frequent belief in occidental religions is the concept of heaven - the place good people go to when they die (whereas bad people go to hell). Morality ultimately relies on the believer’s faith in the existence of hell to motivate him to be a good person. In most of these occidental religions, heaven is also the place god(s) live in, and it’s usually either in the sky or above it.

As discussed earlier, the city initially appears to be sitting in the middle of the sky. I’m going to go ahead and say this city is the character’s heaven. It’s not situated in the actual sky, though - we’re literally dealing with a case of heaven on earth here. The destination isn’t an eternal afterlife with fellow deceased, but a present life with the actual, present humankind.

In other words, civilization is bliss.

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(See it on DeviantArt)

Jesus loves us!

This portrait is only made with "flat circles" on a black background. Every circle has a single color, a single tone and a single size. I placed each circle one by one. It's a time consuming method. One week of intense work for this portrait. Please see some details and the work in progress here below. If you wish, you can also view this making of my portrait of Elvis Presley (video) to understand how I'm exploiting this technique with circles...

Some details:


Work in progress:


(click to enlarge)

© 2011 - Ben Heine
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An amazing man I met during my recent trip in Spain. He didn't talk, he didn't move, but I knew he wanted me to take photos of him... The sheeps and clouds behind were in the perfect position. I was lucky to be there. The above picture has been shot with the Samsung NX11 (Samsung Electronics. Co., Ltd). If you wish, you can view a random detail HERE.


Another picture I took in Braives (Belgium) a few days ago. This field was beautiful with amazing tracks and trees perfectly placed. The above photo has been shot with the Samsung NX10, provided by Samsung Electronics. Co., Ltd.


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He is a very good friend of mine. His name is
Rami, he is such a kind and honest man.

I took the photos with the Samsung NX10, which has
been provided to me by Samsung Electronics Co., Ltd.
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Come On In - Silent Night

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A poem by Peter S. Quinn
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Come on in with your singing on so bright
The carols of love and every bearing
Bring forth peace with harmonious interfering
So we me catch the highest of clear light
Come to my heart and take out its senses
With melodious in its wondrous beauty
Like the northern lights twilight's sequences
The newborn in their destiny are free
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A silent night comes to each man heart
With twinkling stars and the wishes that call
For harmony and prospect to this earth
Let each you’re inspiring from inside start
And be like the stars that for wishes must fall
To celebrate again Jesus Christ's birth
©
2010 - Ben Heine
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Bless our Lord! I took this photo from a plane and also made the rough sketch. I had tons of ideas for the sentence on the paper, it was really difficult to make a choice. I still wonder... who are we? What's the real purpose of our existence? Love and happiness are the 2 main words that come to my mind. But after?

Anonymous
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Number 2
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Number 1
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Soeur Emmanuelle
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Sœur Emmanuelle (1908 – 2008), born Madeleine Cinquin, was a famous Belgian and French nun (she was later honoured with the Egyptian Nationality in 1991). She was born in Brussels, Belgium, the daughter of a family of lingerie manufacturers. At the age of six she saw her father drown. She was educated at the Sorbonne, earning a degree in philosophy. In 1929, she took her religious vows and became a nun in the Congregation of Notre-Dame de Sion. More
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Guardian Angels
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© 2009 - Ben Heine
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There Is an
Angel in Heaven


A poem by Peter S. Quinn

There is an angel in heaven,
He's awake until eleven;
You can hold to his hand
And he'll try to understand,
Why your heart is angry and bitter,
And he'll try to make it fitter
So the future for you will glitter.

There are roads to walk across
And you are your only boss,
But your angel will guide you through
Because he knows what to do;
So don't let your hope become lost
Or frostbitten in your frost.
Be saved by an angel, who tries,
He knows both your lowness and highs;
Find refuge in love and kindness,
Hope you try this and God bless.
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Game of Life
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In the Morning of Life

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By Thomas Moore

In the morning of life, when its cares are unknown,
And its pleasures in all their new lustre begin,
When we live in a bright-beaming world of our own,
And the light that surrounds us is all from within;
Oh 'tis not, believe me, in that happy time
We can love, as in hours of less transport we may; --
Of our smiles, of our hopes, 'tis the gay sunny prime,
But affection is truest when these fade away.

When we see the first glory of youth pass us by,
Like a leaf on the stream that will never return,
When our cup, which had sparkled with pleasure so high,
First tastes of the other, the dark-flowing urn;
Then, then in the time when affection holds sway
With a depth and a tenderness joy never knew;
Love, nursed among pleasures, is faithless as they,
But the love born of Sorrow, like Sorrow, is true.

In climes full of sunshine, though splendid the flowers,
Their sighs have no freshness, their odour no worth;
'Tis the cloud and the mist of our own Isle of showers
That call the rich spirit of fragrancy forth.
So it is not 'mid splendour, prosperity, mirth,
That the depth of Love's generous spirit appears;
To the sunshine of smiles it may first owe its birth,
But the soul of its sweetness is drawn out by tears.

(Poem's source : fullbooks.com)

PS : I took the photo in Versailles, near Paris (France)
The Promised Land
A Letter from
Land's End

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By Kevin Jared Hosein
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Here I am at the edge of time,
Sitting on the brink,
Looking forth at a sunset
That comes and goes in a blink.
And there's a moon up there
For everyone I know
And a plant that bears butterflies
Row by row.

Here I am at the edge of real,
Standing on the plain
Where masked children dash in circles
Along its emerald mane.
And there's a rainstorm
Going on in the desert of snow
And everyone in the bright moonlight
Watches the thunder glow.

Here I am at the post office,
A letter to send,
An invitation for you to come
Join me in Land's End.
The letter reads,
"Close your eyes, count to three,
Then remember everything
I always said you were to me."

(Poem's source : elfwood.com)

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The poem and photo appeared on hubzay.deviantart.com
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Creative Commons License
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