The fish doesn't think. The fish knows everything. On the boat in the Niger river, Mali, West Africa. September 2007.
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- foxylady
- We all lose things, we all change out of sight, memories fade, moments vanish. No matter how hard we try to keep things, whether through seeing, feeling or remembering, we end up by losing at least parts of them. I have always been taking pictures in my mind and locking them in my memory, my imagination and my vision. Still I have never been sure about how long they will last. But when I hold my camera and take a picture or make a photograph, I keep and eternize that very moment from the endless time and I capture that little minute apart of reality. In every photo I take, I try to capture the essence of existence, reality and truth. As I know it is the unique way to tell a story without words, to stop time and to keep life moments everlasting.
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Do they eat the whole fish, since they just cut in half?? :)
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