W is for Walk About
|Day after Day (M.A. Reilly, 2010)|
I. WalkKind of simple, really.
Get yourself out the door.
|Poem by Monika Hardy, Image by M.A. Reilly, 2012.|
II. A Walk
Translated by Robert BlyMy eyes already touch the sunny hill.
Rainer Maria Rilke
going far ahead of the road I have begun.
So we are grasped by what we cannot grasp;
it has inner light, even from a distance-
and charges us, even if we do not reach it,
into something else, which, hardly sensing it,
we already are; a gesture waves us on
answering our own wave...
but what we feel is the wind in our faces.
III. Capturing the Everyday
While out walking, I make images of the people I see, meet. Ansel Adams writes:
These people live again in print as intensely as when their images were captured on old dry plates of sixty years ago... I am walking in their alleys, standing in their rooms and sheds and workshops, looking in and out of their windows. Any they in turn seem to be aware of me.
Here are a few images of people I have met along the way, almost all while out walking.