“Her Prince”

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Russia
Through Harold’s Lens:

Please start the music first, as you are enjoying the images and words.

You will receive the full sensual experience of this story.

Below the frigid, icy Arctic
Six hundred miles.

Warm golden summer evening unfolding

Prancing hooves
Weaving through one thousand acres
Manicured gardens
Flowers in full bloom
Colorful, gay.

Stallions pulling proudly
Glimmering black Royal Coach
Top hat driver snapping leather reins.

Grand entrance

Royal Palace
One thousand feet long
Lavish
Flamboyant
Russian Baroque

Catherine Palace
Empress Catherine II
Catherine the Great.

Handsome Prince
Pink-laced Princess.

Hooves halt
Kissing her soft, snow-white hand
Escorting Swan off Royal Coach.

Moving musical score
Tchaikovsky’s Swan Lake Ballet.

Prince lifts Princess
Into deep blue sky

Grace
Precision
Classical Russian Ballet evolving
Expressive
Flowing
Body patterns revealing deep romance.

Pure of heart
Love pledged
White Knight.

Poet Inspired By Spicy Tango Photographs

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Argentina
Through Harold’s Lens:



Through Harold’s Lens is moved to discover that our photographic series, Sensuality of the Tango, provided deep inspiration to a poet from India, Jensy George, to create Lady in Red, a passionate 3-part poem of love, dance and revenge.

Going by the rapier blog handle, The Girl with the Scorpion Tattoo, the Sensuality of the Tango helped give Jensy the vision to unleash a powerful portfolio of words beautifully woven into a deep carpet of emotion, romance and intrigue. The Devil, fangs, red stilettos, seduction… it’s all there.

“An erupting Mt. Vesuvius of the heart and loins. I perspired as I read Lady in Red, said photographer Harold Green. “Her twist at the end was brilliant”.

“As a photographer, one of of my goals is to try to emotionally engage a viewer with my images”, said Harold. “When that happens, bells sound in my heart. A switch is flipped. An electrical connection is made. A person’s heart, mind or soul has been touched”.

Through Harold’s Lens also thanks everyone whose hearts were stirred, panting with passion, from the multi-photo series, Sensuality of the Tango .

“#6 Sensuality Of The Tango ”

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Argentina
Through Harold’s Lens:

Let go
Be one with your partner
Let blazing flames rise slowly
As you dance tightly embraced
With the one you love.

“#1 Sensuality Of The Tango”

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Argentina
Through Harold’s Lens:

“Oh Harold, stop pushing”, my Nikon D300s camera squealed.

Click. Click. Click.

“Your soft hand is gripping me so hard”, my 70-200mm telephoto lens soothed.

Click. Click. Click.

“Are you taking secret photographs of me”, my LCD screen hollered.

Click. Click. Click.

“I’m really pissed. I get no action” screamed my Nikon D80 camera from inside my gear bag.

Click. Click. Click.

“Oh
Harold!
Harold!
Harold.
That feels so, so good”, purred my Gitzo GT 2540 tripod as the smooth, oiled legs extended.

Click. Click. Click.

“Tight fit, my man”, growled my 4GB Compact Flash Card.

Click. Click. Click.

“Please release me forever”, my Really Right Stuff Ballhead swooned.

Click. Click. Click.

“Faster. Faster. Faster”, my frames per second howled.

Minds wander deeply
Bury into the soul.

Watching the explosive sensuality of the tango.

“What’s Up?”

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ARGENTINA Through Harold’s Lens:

Sunday.

Streets are closed to auto traffic in the Buenos Aires neighborhood of San Telmo.

It’s a bizarre time!

Artisans, musicians, street performers and antique vendors from near and far are here to share their treasures and their talents with the public.

People of all nationalities are wandering, walking, strolling, gawking. It’s a unique and alluring experience.

Over here, there’s something weird happening.

Over there, what is that woman doing?

Where’s the reggae music coming from?

Sundays in San Telmo just go with the flow.

“Abrazo”

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ARGENTINA Through Harold’s Lens:

Sweeping through barrios
Under overhanging trees
Down smoothly paved roads.

A casual stroller is met with variety
Beautiful moving murals
Depicting the colorful culture

Magical South American city

Buenos Aires.

* Abrazo. A Latin American embrace.

“Embrace Her”

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ARGENTINA Through Harold’s Lens:

Come on men.

Tango with her.

One step back
One step to the right
A step to the side
Several steps forward.

Move smoothly
In the soft embrace
Curvy swooning woman.

“Favorite Photograph” Selection For Through Harold’s Lens Image “Fantasy Of Passion”

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ARGENTINA Through Harold’s Lens:

High noon
Buenos Aires

The warm, golden sun washes the city square.

You stand alone in your sultry, swishy dress with bared midriff watching the intertwined couples dance lustfully to the romantic and sexy music.

A tall, handsome man appears in front of you.

He bows gracefully. In a language you don’t comprehend, he asks you to dance.

Your reflex is hesitant, until you peer into his deep inviting eyes and roll over his tanned face.

Your finger tips touch with electricity as he gracefully escorts you among the other dancers.

Your afternoon is consumed in the arms of your stranger to the rhythm of the earthy music, the swish of your skirt, the twists and intertwining of your legs to the sensuous Tango.

This happens everyday, only in Buenos Aires!

Selected as the “Favorite Photograph” and reposted on http://toemail.wordpress.com.

“The Story?”

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ARGENTINA Through Harold’s Lens:

So What Is Your Story Here?

A husband surprised by the appearance of his wife?

The husband covering his inebriated woman’s face?

Maybe a sister who thinks her brother is goofy?

The clue
His right hand.

The fun continues…only in Buenos Aires!

“Stomping Rhythm”

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TANZANIA Through Harold’s Lens:

The rhythmatic beating of the drums suddenly pierced the air. From where I did not know. Quickly looking around, multiple sets of feet began to appear from behind a mud walled, grass thatched hut. To the shock of the Maasai, I laid down in their village dirt floor to capture this shot. Against the roasted brown backdrop of the African veld, the unfolding, stomping line of bright colors of the Maasai dancers were quite a sight.

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