His book titled "JAZZ LIFE" includes photos of many of the most famous JAZZ musicians in history.
Time flies, jazz life. He once said that photography is the jazz of the eyes, and all you have to do is learn to listen with your eyes.
Life lies in the process of finding, no matter what it is, whether it is illusory, or a place in a dream, an island. . . . . .
He expresses music through the lens. A group of black and white photos full of movement and tension were drawn into elegant and graceful JAZZ movements under the master's hands.
Even if you don't listen to the music, you seem to be touched by the dialogue between the trumpet and the piano. Music and photography, painting and writing, what kind of soul cannot communicate with each other, as long as you are a soul catcher.
"GOOD WILL HUNTING", which met it in a gloomy afternoon.
My heart, unable to restore the tranquility of the past, has always been in a state of paradoxical and uneasy recently, leading to a series of domino effects. The mailing address forgot to write in China, and the camera set the exposure compensation but it did not return to zero. Last weekend's efforts were somewhat in vain.
Good Will Hunting is an old American movie. A genius boy cleans the school corridors at MIT and solves the math problems that the math professor puts on the wall.
This talented teenager has serious psychological problems, and because of his childhood abuse experience, he can't open his heart like a normal person. Dark, evasive, irritable, and closed character makes him unable to communicate smoothly with people.
So, a psychology professor started a psychological battle with him, and finally used his own experience to save him from the closed spiritual fortress and melted the iceberg that had been frozen in his heart for a long time.
At the riverside, a psychology professor said to him.
If I asked you about art, you might tell me about Michelangino's life, his fortunes, his revenge, and all his work -- but you've never been to the Sistine Chapel, you've never looked up at the beautiful frescoes on the ceiling.
If I asked you about wars you would tell me the causes and consequences of them and even what ordinary people don't know, but you've never been in a war, you've never put your friend's head on your lap and watched the bullets take you take his life.
If I asked you about love you might read me a poem, but you've never experienced love, you've never been vulnerable in front of beautiful eyes...you've never loved someone more than yourself.
How much do you know about me? Just like I know you are an orphan, I can't conclude that I know you just by watching Oliver Twist, and you can't think you know me just by a painting.
So in my eyes you are just a child, no matter how much you know you are just a child. Because you never felt or listened, and you never loved anyone. "A
dazzling ray of sunlight shot into the eyelids from the gaps in the pine needles outside the window, and the gloomy afternoon weather remained unchanged, but the sun shone a little from the dark clouds that covered him, and he stretched his fingers to his eyes, and the fingertips were stained. The outline of golden yellow. Those, the warmth that seems to have appeared in heaven, is wrapping the whole body little by little. I
like the soundtrack music in the movie, every song is like an arrow that shoots into the soul, densely packed, taking me To the green space by the lake after the rain.
In everyone's life, there may have been a soul catcher, a book, a song, a painting, or a friend.
The genius boy has a friend named Chuck, he He once said to him: "My biggest wish is that you disappear one morning, and then I live my own life. He told Dimon that you are different from us and that you should do something else instead of wasting your talent here. Friends used the money they usually scraped together to assemble a car for him as a birthday present for him He.
Finally one day at the end of the film, when he went to pick him up at Damon's house, he found that Damon was not there. He had already gone to find his own value and the love he had been avoiding. After a while of disappointment, he suddenly smiled, sincerely for Daimon. Be happy, then turn around and leave.
The value of a friend is that whether you are happy or not, you will be by your side, even if you do nothing.
I called Duoduo on the weekend and found that the phone had been shut down, and I was a little lost. I don't want the friends in my life to leave one by one, even if there is no way. I remember the first time she left me, we just hugged each other tightly, didn't say a word, and stood there for a long, long time.
This scene still reverberates in my mind.
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