This HDR Panorama should tell you following story called “Moon Kite”
Alexandra looks at the moon. Tonight the moon is as round as a ball, as round as an orange, as round as a balloon.
“I’m waiting for the moon to fall into my room. I’m going to keep it. I will tie some string around it and fly my ‘moon kite’ in the park. Nobody will be allowed to touch it,” Alexandra says to her mom. “Nobody but me.”
“The moon can’t fall through your window,” says Mom.
“The moon is smiling at me,” she says.
“Yes, it is,” says Mom. “Tomorrow I will give you one of my balloons, the yellow one. We can tie a longer string to it, and it will be like having your own little moon.”
The next morning they tie a long piece of string to the yellow balloon. Then they go to the park, and Alexandra flies her “moon kite” balloon. It looks like the moon in the sky, and Alexandra is holding it tight.
John Berger wrote about the pictures of the Photographer Pentti Sammallahti in his Text “Opening a Gate”
The ceiling of the bedroom is painted a faded sky blue. There are two large rusty hooks screwed into the beams and from these, long ago, the farmer hung his smoked sausages and hams. This is the room in which I’m writing. Outside the window are old plum trees, the fruit now turning raven blue, and beyond them the nearest hill which forms the first step to the mountains.
Early this morning… read more