gave me goosebumps - looks uncannily like a severed arm holding onto something - another small hand under it ... beautiful picture

To reach the shore in pieces, a piece of driftwood, birthed - it seems. A clean cut between the liquid of life and the silicon crystals through which maybe the next 'life' can be born. Life in the oceans and perhaps Life in the crystals - silicon processors of electron life. The driftwood the bridge - if it is to ever happen, it may be thus.

Thank you for this take ~ I enjoyed this.

peece,
dj

Angie!!! First off, I love both Rolling’s and David’s readings—I hadn’t seen the eerie quality until Rolling pointed it out, but as soon as I saw the hand, I got chills, too.

This photograph is appropriate on so many levels. First off, the image itself is sheer poetry, so it’s not that much of a departure from your other posts. And this driftwood is like a bottled message that has floated ashore after a long time away at sea, letting us know you’re still here, still alive, and still willing to engage. But the driftwood is half on the dry shore, half on the wet, receding ocean, so it’s not quite fully ashore. It’s in transition. Arriving, but not quite landed. And that state of flux, as your title suggests, can be quite arduous, even painful. I suspect if you’ve been off blissfully sailing, it really must be heartbreaking to see your journey coming to an end as you prepare to dock and return to normality—which might also include a hesitant return to the waters of OS (itself a mixed bag of inspiration and obligation).

Thanks for this communiqué—you’ve said far more than you may have realized with this one haunting image.

—Melissa

Rolling: Yes, I saw the hand as well - But not the little hand beneath. This makes it even more eerie. When I took the photo I did not know it would be so haunting and disturbing, but today I did notice "the hand" and suddenly the photo-title popped into my mind.

DJ: Hey there! Wha's Up? You somehow embodied the pixel-nature of the images and the mysteries of photographic impressions with your words, along with the deeper possible "what lies beneath" meanings and implications...How do you do this??? Much appreciated...

Melissa - Through your comments (as with Rolling's and DJ's as well) I see this image through re/newed and freshened, awakened eyes. Yes, transitions are abundant at this time, and all wonderful and exciting. It is also always wonderful to "return"...Thank you for sharing your deep, penetrating perceptions here. When I feel less verbal, I tend to return to photography - It is good to have options in regard to expression - The title is what makes it or breaks it, similar to a poem...

This driftwood is symbolic of
evolution..from the sea we come...
a hand ..two hands?...
reaching for land....

a new thought...

it IS evolution,
as a concretely particular symbol...
the sea..
the snake...
the hand...
yet also wood...plant matter...

the human hand is the crown of creation
i think...

Angelique! " "what lies beneath" meanings and implications...How do you do this??? "

I see reflections of your pictograph perfection erupt in the mind's eye of the moment, it speaks to me and melds with the happening of the now. It is your eye from the time you took this 'take' and poetry it did 'make' to the wandering minds that reflect the light of the evanescing electrons as they make their way from still life, to idea, to pic, to blog, to screen, to pixel and to my mind's cyclopean eye; it is artistry and it is Godd. (good or god) :D

Peece!
dj

THANK YOU, DJ!!! Write when you get back!!!- Angie