[Don Schaeffer]

Siona's Orangepeel Sun

Looking for pretty things
and surrounded
in the shop and on the walls
put up with joy
as numerous as smiles
casual as tea.

All of our busy hands
and talkative hearts
buy the pretty things
and make them
like galaxies rising
out of the dark.

[Zig]

Ignoring the poem for now(I don't want it "suggesting" things, given that the image has enough voice to speak on its own...just my opinion): this is fascinating.
I as the viewer now have a choice: do I engage with this shot as it is...or do I relate it to the first where the pith is seen rather than the peel as here?
And if the latter, I confess there's a poignant sense of the passge of time...as if innocence(as seen in #1) soon fades, and age does indeed wither innocence.
I'm really rather taken with both images, though I know perhaps that I'm making them into something other than they were created...yet isn't that what we wish the viewer to be: free so as to make their own imaginative creation from the photograph in front of them?
The fact that the rind/peel in #2 is clearly drying..and inverted in relation to #1...is to me extremely meaningful.
I wish I'd thought of this type of shot, Don..in fact, both these shots I feel are inspiring me!

[Don Schaeffer]

Thanks Zig.

[Irma]

Zig,
I appreciate and thank you very much for writing your interpretation of the picture. I didn't see this one before. Your interpretation gave a new meaning to both images. While I saw the first one as a clever picture, kind of nice kitchen motif...(sorry, but I saw it only in that way) Your thoughts about this series gave me the idea that I was missing to see the essence. I see it now from another level, other state of mind, then I am able to see a new meaning I like very much.

You know, when I see a picture like this one, that inspires so much feelings and tells a meaningful story. I can't stop thinking that I should always be thinking that content goes first than technique.

Don: Thanks so much for sharing this series. It has given me a great lesson...

[Don Schaeffer]

Thank you Irma.