The Canarian Islands archipelago can tell us a lot of fascinating stories concerning the predominant diverse elemental influences on our unique home planet because mighty primeval forces have once created and are still transforming these islands in the Atlantic Ocean: volcanism, wind and erosion, rain and ocean waves, sunshine (while human beings firstly settled here only around 2,500 years ago). So in the centre of Tenerife you will find for instance a real huge volcanic caldera at the bottom of Mt. Teide (3,718 m) and when passing this bizarre landscape it really feels like being a tiny ant in a giants’ world. Here are some photographic impressions from my latest visit to Tenerife in March 2017 such allowing a rather more fragmentary glimpse on it, there is of course much more to discover.
Somewhere in the Teno mountains near Masca.
The volcanic pumice stone gate to nowhere.
Rocky view on the ocean near El Medano.
Graffiti scenery in the coastal semi-desert
In transit at picturesque El Puertito.
Water wave fountain at the basaltic shore.
Sometimes reality and magic build a fruitful symbiosis in daily life – unusual situations arising from random collisions of open minds. These more time-limited incidents can tell us true stories – tangible modern mysteries of past and present times.
Such sudden surprises loose their real attraction when looking for a sense or necessity in each and everything. Just following the flow of happenings, more often leads to fascinating objects when we simply stumble over the diverse silhouetted fans of reality.
A welcome bench for contemporary meetings
Tree emoticon at a very busy through street
Just follow the bursting walls
These visualized dreams are hiding at unexpected places or may also be not visible by first view.
I made this photograph long time ago with analog technique in the Sahara of Southern-Tunisia during an oasis trip from Tozeur to Tamerza – still one of my favourite travel remembrances showing a single bush in an area of burst soil most likely due to more heavy rainfalls some time ago. When ever I watch this photograph again, the quite bizarre scenery reminds me of the power and resilience in life and nature against all the odds.
“When I touch that flower I am touching infinity. It existed long before there were human beings on this earth and will continue to exist for million of years to come. Through the flower, I talk to the Infinite which is only a silent force. This is not a physical contact. It is not in the earthquake, wind or fire. It is in the invisible world.”
George Washington Carver, early 20th century
The city never sleeps, and urbanity regularly changes its great disguise so the city’s shape of today can never be the impression of yesterday. And tomorrow, when you start seeking a special already wellknown matter, then quite often you will easily be invited by an unforeseen subject which you had never expected there. Hence such temporary views are only prefactical still lifes of already past times because hide and seek reflects not alone a children’s game, while it accompanies us like a protective good spirit through our entire life. This pleasant game always guides us unpredictable but safely around the next street corner and through the final urban hubris.
Here, the blue winter moon has just touched the forgotten place of the legendary moving rocks which loaf through these lonely landscapes since unknown times. A layer of translucent lightnings and radiance covers immediately all trees and each lost wanderer in the shadow of spooky moonbeams. So take care at midnight when you hear the owls howling seemingly from everywhere such converting harmless forests finally into ghosty realms, because a mysterious place like this is never very far away.
As the twelve nights of the wild hunt have meanwhile nearly passed by, and for the beginning of the new Year time has come to have a look on some other and new subjects. So here on top you can observe my scanned personal right foot-signature with typical claw toes like those of a wild brown bear. One of the toes seems to be obviously missing but the picture comprises just a further coloured illusion in this regard – a situationistic puzzle.
But are you somehow aware of the general mantrap that in every second we are leaving here and there unnoticed and unseen trails at each paced location of our lives? In hurry and movement we simply forget these small gifts to our environment while you can discover them anywhere. And now these left symbols of modern civilization also smirk digitally right here in order to bewilder secret service web searching systems. What does all this possibly mean?
This old xerox-copy from the 90s of the last century here could represent a wire fence used for protection of the next nuclear power plant site, but in fact it just shows a soft mesh for the packing of sweet oranges. How nice and delicate such a found rubbish aesthetics can in fact sometimes be.