Busy days for Mr Blackbird with three kids demanding to be fed. My pleasure to support him with suppling food. |
Busy days for Mr Blackbird with three kids demanding to be fed. My pleasure to support him with suppling food. |
Like a great poet, Nature knows to produce greatest effects with most limited means. |
Human (The film)
Yann Arthus Bertrand * 13 March 1946
Armand Amar * 1953
0:22 – Faces (Caravan – Pakistan)
4:38 – Flamingos (Magadi lake - Kenya)
6:15 – Tenues (Portraits - Human)
7:55 – Dam in China (Dam Xiaolangdi - China)
10:41 – Forgivness (Portraits - Human)
12:48 – Castelles (human tower - Spain)
15:08 – Nepal (Mustang, Nepal)
17:40 – paddy fields (floating gardens - Burma, Lahore market – Pakistan, Attabad lake – Pakistan)
21:30 – Mongolia (Steppes, Mongolia)
25:06 – Storm from human (lençios maranhenses – Brazil, Saint-Guénolé – France)
28:54 – Shakuhachi (Mustang – Nepal, Well – Ethiopia, Fields – Madagascar, Paddy Fields – China)
32:59 – Ploughing – (Fields – Madagascar, Ethiopia, Mexico)
36:00 – Toil (Mines – Madagascar, Uyini Salar Flats – Bolivia, Fabric – Pakistan)
39:32 – Immigration (panorama – Kenya, Ethiopia)
43:45 - Human I (Portraits – Human, Kids – Haiti)
45:28 - Haiti (Market – Haiti)
48:08 - Pepe Mujica (Manhattan, New York)
51:35 – The Hidden Church (Cliff – Ethiopia, Temples – Burma)
53:15 – Castelles (Portraits - Human)
55:12 – Childhood (Kids – Pakistan, Daadab School – Kenya, Clothes – Dominican Republic)
59:47 – Swimming in China (Wave pool – China, Weddings – south Korea)
1:02:27 – Crowds (Stadium – Germany, Military Parade – India)
1:04:49 - Human I (Portraits – Human)
1:11:54 – Jerusalem (Tree of Life – Bolivia)
1:14:41 - Human II (Portraits – Human)
1:20:13 – Ghada’s Dream (End credits, Human)
There was a mouse. What a cat left over do banquet some wasps. Somehow my future. Who will eat me?* |
There are a few trees in Seanhenge, but for certain reasons Mr or Mrs Woodpecker prefers to dine at "The Rowan's". |
Spake a friendly neighbour: "Beautiful flowers, Mr. J.. Where did you order the seed?" Nowhere. They are a present. "Oh, lovely. From your daughter?" No, from nature. |
Spake the friendly neighbour; "Oh. And why don't I have these beauties in my garden?" 'cause you have such an impeccable looking lawn. |
Spake the friendly neighbour: "I just do prefer to have a cultivated garden." Spake I: Well, obviously the fairies just don't like people daily trimming their lawn with nail scissors. |
Spake the friendly neighbour: "Your weeds are contaminating my ground, anyway."Spake I: Well, and its petals are flavouring my salads. Have a nice evening, Mrs. X |
Nature is where we not are. There, only there exist the real shadows and real trees. Fernando Pessoa – The Book of Unrest, 375 |
... beautiful bird. |
And suddenly the sky is dark'ning,And what a formation! Almost a perfect 'W' of around 150 metres width. Estimating their number as once being taught by an ornithologist, this will have been between 450 and 500 harbingers of spring. Amazing. Wonderful!
And o'er the theater away,
One sees, within a blackish swarming,
A host of cranes pass on its way.
Sieh da, sieh da, Timotheus,However - sorry Friedrich - that ballad is a bit long for a post. (If you like, you will find it here, though - and in English.)
die Kraniche des Ibikus.
I met a seer.
He held in his hands
The book of wisdom.
"Sir", I addressed him,
"Let me read."
"Child", he began.
"Sir", I said,
"Think not that I am a child,
For already I know much
of that which you hold.
Aye, much."
He smiled.
Then he opened the book
And held it before me.
Strange that I should have grown so suddenly blind.
Stephen Crane (1871 - 1900)