Egypt.“Angel In The Sand”

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Egypt
Through Harold’s Lens:

Waves of desert sand
Weaving around me
Luxor
Primary School
Before opening bell.

Hundreds of angels
Laughing & playing
Swirls of pink & purple & blue.

School uniforms you know

Pig tails & flowers & bows
Missing toofies
Teeny ear rings
Tiny headbands
Bridging swirling hair.

Giggling, running,
Jumping, sliding
Swinging, singing.

Me
Smiling with love
Mr.. SLR Nikon frozen
Mr. Pen Pal poised.

Egypt’s future
Rounds the corner.

Wow!
Memorized!
Stop!

Suspended awe!
Look at those eyes!
Pools of liquid chocolate!

“Please stand still
My little Princess”.

Oh my!
How beautiful!

Eyes for my heart
Eyes for my lens
Eyes for my Nikon
Eyes for my Mac.

Eyes for my world
Eyes for Through Harold’s Lens.

“You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy, when skies are gray”

 

“My Life In A Hole”

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Cambodia
Through Harold’s Lens:

Mom buried me alive!

“In 1976 I was 5”, Savon said.
“Daddy dead”
“Brother dead”
“Mommy horrified”
“Me terrified”.

Khmer Rouge
Killing fields
3,000,000 slaughtered!

Protection from murder.

4:30am.
Home
Small village
Open field.

Dark deep hole.

Dirt hole
Five feet deep
Three feet square.

Roof
Thatched bamboo
Grass cover
Heavy.

My dark hole
Every morning.

Mom left me
Alone
In a hole
12 hours
Pure fright
Pure terror.

Mom in rice field
Picking.
Not fresh green stems
Not prime first cut.

One kernel
One kernel
One kernel.

One white kernel
One white kernel in the dirt.

Rats snapping
Cobras slithering
Mom’s tiny toes
Under water.

One meal that day
One meal day after day
After day
After day.

Mom buried me alive!

Khmer Rouge
Killing fields
3,000,000 slaughtered!

 

“Dressing Down”

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ARGENTINA Through Harold’s Lens:

My head spun a Charlie McCarthy 360!

Gorgeous face. My Nikon searched for my left eye.

Click. Click. Click.

She whisked by me dressed down in old Bohemian fabrics.

Click. Click. Click.

Her moving red lips said “Thank you”.

I could not resist. “You are so beautiful you should be a model in the Buenos Aires Fashion Week”.

“I am one of the Fashion Week models”, she whispered.

With curiosity I asked “Why are you dressed so casually, so Bohemian?” “I’m trying to be incognito in Buenos Aires. These Latin men are, let’s just say, a bit assertive”. At the fashion shows in Paris, New York and Milan, the men give us some distance”.

A new experience for me. Wrapping your body in fabrics is an art onto itself. Wrapping yourself to decrease attention? It didn’t work with me! My Nikon captured her.

Argentina: “By Request”

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ARGENTINA Through Harold’s Lens:

Strolling the sidewalk, my wife Rita said, “Harold, look at the pretty woman”.

A few wives do that you know.

Rapidly swinging my lens 180 degrees, I fired off a slew of images. Click, click, click, click, click.

Damn, what a face!

I asked Pretty Woman if it was ok that I took photographs of her. Told her I would not sell them.

She purred “sure”.

“OK Harold, time to go”, Rita said.

Being a travel photographer is tough.

“Salesman’s Pitch”

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ARGENTINA Through Harold’s Lens:

Smooth talking he was.

He had courted Mr. Potential Client for weeks.

Today was another wet lunch with Mr. Potential Client.

Finally, with a firm voice and direct eye contact, the salesman said with a determined pitch and promise “I can save your company’s advertising budget 30%”.

Mr. Potential Client believed him, until he glanced at the attitude of his left hand.

“San Telmo Sunday”

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ARGENTINA Through Harold’s Lens:

The cobblestoned street neighborhood of San Telmo in Buenos Aires comes alive every Sunday.

Artisans, musicians, street performers and antique vendors come from near and far to share their treasures and their talents with the public at the weekly antique fair Feria de San Telmo.

“What’s Your Name?”

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ARGENTINA Through Harold’s Lens:

“What’s your name”, she said.

I turned,
“Harold”.

Smiling,
“I see you are a photographer”.

I warmly replied “Yes, I enjoy life with my camera”.

Slinking a slow snaky turn she whispered
“I am a model.
Would you like to take my photograph?”.

“Thank you.
You are beautiful
I would love to”
I beamed.

Move.
Click. Click. Click.

Move.
Click. Click. Click.

Move.
Click. Click. Click.

“Hey, what the hell are you doing?”, the man yelled. I have a photo shoot going here and I am paying her by the hour.

She winked. I winked and walked away.

What’s a travel photographer to do?

“Peace On Earth”

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TANZANIA Through Harold’s Lens:

Out on the Serengeti, the innocence of a little child wrapped in the warm, protective, loving arms of his mother is a universal symbol of a need for peace around our beautiful world.

“Merry Christmas”

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TANZANIA Through Harold’s Lens:

The small innocent children of the Maasai villages out on the vast Serengeti send their love, happiness and smiling joy to all of you.

As I reflect on my Maasai series of images on Through Harold’s Lens over the past few of months, I realize how happy a child can be in with only love and care from family and just a few simple items of life. Being responsible for taking care of a newborn baby lamb. Drawing with a crayon. Playing Tic, Tac Toe in the dirt. Tickling each other with feathers. Creating music with the small harmonica I gave them.

“Guest Host” On Blog ‘thirdeyemom’ To Through Harold’s Lens

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BOTSWANA Through Harold’s Lens:

Today I feel special, very appreciative and thankful. The fascinating blog thirdeyemom invited Through Harold’s Lens to be her “photography guest” today.

Take a peek at this blog link third eye mom and take a journey around our world Through Harold’s Lens.

As I was assembling some of my new images from around our world for her to post, I felt honored. thirdeyemom is a blogger who is trying to do her part to try to bring human rights and social good to the world. To be invited to participate in her efforts brings me a warm, fuzzy feeling about how my images of world love, caring and concern may help her. Thank you thirdeyemom.

“Rings Of Regal Attire”

Rings Of Regal Attire. The Maasai.
TANZANIA Through Harold’s Lens:

Out on the Serengeti, I found the draping of the Maasai beaded jewelry to be works of art.

Dressed in red sheets, (shuka), wrapped around their bodies with loads of beaded jewelry placed around their necks and arms, their appearance was one of regality. The beaded jewelry is worn by both men and women and may vary in color depending on the occasion.