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To the Spring Spirit

To the Spring Spirit

Took a long time without taking my camera and I was feeling the frustration of having my camera kept unused, so I decided to get her out the ring, long time ago I had read the poems of Dylan Thomas and I am a big fan of his poems, so I decided to do one of his poems written when he was only 16 years, and was already a genius! So definitely if you read the poem will understand the reason for the pictures.

Inspired by the poem of Dylan Thomas, To the Spring Spirit.

Photography &Post Processing: Angie Carvajal.
Model: Eliana Monroy
Styling: Angie Carvajal
Assistant: Johan Contreras.

TO THE SPRING SPIRIT
Dylan Thomas (1914-1953) 

And when it was spring i said,
Linger not deeper in the coloured trees,
But beautifully flake your head,
With foam flung by the flowering seas.
And you arose from depths of grass
That whispered with the wind and wept,
Saying you would let the chill seas pass,
Seeking no further than your petals that still slept.
And I forgot the driftless foam, and sand,
Idling with the radiance of the hours, Among the quiet tress. 
And hand in hand We strangely sang among the feathery flowers.



Llevaba mucho tiempo sin tomar mi camara y ya estaba sintiendo la frustracion de tener mi camara guardada y sin utilizar, asi que decidi sacarla al ruedo, por ser una gran fan de los poemas de dylan thomas decidi tomar algunas fotografias de uno de mis poemas favoritos y un poema que escribio cuando tan solo tenia 16 años, y ya era todo un genio! asi que definitivamente si lees el poema entenderas el porque de las fotografias.


Inspirada en el poema de Dylan Thomas, Al espíritu de la Primavera
Photography & Post Processing: Angie Carvajal.
Model: Eliana Monroy
Styling: Angie Carvajal
Assistant: Johan Contreras.


AL ESPIRITU DE LA PRIMAVERA.

Dylan Thomas (1914-1953) 
Y dije al llegar la primavera, 
No continúes oculto en los coloreados árboles, 
Dulcemente sacude tu cabeza Con la espuma de floreados mares. 
Y tú te alzaste de las profundidades de la hierba Que susurraba con el viento y lloraba,
Diciendo que deberías dejar pasar los gélidos mares, 
Buscando tus pétalos que todavía dormían. 
Y yo olvidé la espuma inmóvil y la arena,
Indolente con el brillo de las horas Entre los árboles mudos.
Y, mano sobre mano, Extrañamente, entre las flores cantamos. 

To the Spring Spirit
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