A Day Without Her Is A Day Without Air

She swings away

And until I stop breath­ing, my lungs will take her for grant­ed.


  1. Jeff, this is a gor­geous pic­ture. Very inspir­ing!

  2. Thanks Karsh! Always great when inspi­ra­tion begets inspi­ra­tion.

  3. It’s as though she’s drown­ing out every sur­round­ing sound to be able to ful­ly appre­ci­ate that one short moment of free­dom.

    I love this pic­ture.

  4. I love this pic­ture too, espe­cial­ly the way her toes point out. :)

  5. I think I write them so I can keep that same hope.

    Great painting…Interesting how art in one medi­um can remind you of anoth­er! If it would trans­fer to a dif­fer­ent sense (audi­ble instead of visu­al) then that would be some­thing else too.

  6. Perhaps you should read about those peo­ple who see sounds…

    or just get that new N.E.R.D. album by the same name, Seeing Sounds.

  7. Lovely shot Jeff. Reminded me of the Fragonard too.

  8. Great shot, the pic­ture made me smile.

  9. @Zaira — Actually I have a small abil­i­ty to “see” sounds (called sound-col­or synes­the­sia), main­ly from music. Certain chords make colours appear in my head. It’s quite an awe­some feel­ing.

    I’ve always been a fan of Pharell, so I have to check out this N.E.R.D. album now.

    @Xibee — I had nev­er seen this paint­ing before…I feel like I’ve been liv­ing under a rock.

    @Jason — Thanks! Makes me smile every time I look at it too.

  10. Thanks Joe. I won­der if you’re say­ing this as a blog­ger, a pho­tog­ra­ph­er, or both.

  11. Not to wor­ry dear, I did­n’t pay for that sculp­ture degree for noth­ing.

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