trip to the zoo – a photo essay

Animals don’t speak our language…or perhaps I should say we don’t speak theirs. Yet somehow they still communicate so much, through a look, through body language, through posture, even in their silence.
baldeagle
bluegoldmacaws

cock-or-two

eagle-and-prey

gator

lizard

otter

otter_standing

sad-elephant

sadmonkey

scarlet-macaw

snuggling-otters

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7 thoughts on “trip to the zoo – a photo essay

  1. These turned out really great, babe! I would have just been looking for good light and compositions – you on the other hand really connected with the subject!

  2. Thank you all! It's really interesting. I once visited the game parks in South Africa and got to see actual lions and elephants and zebras and giraffes in the wild, and after that I always hated going to the zoo because it seemed to me the poor animals were cooped up, bored, and ostracized, and I felt sorry for them.

    But then I read "Life of Pi" by Yann Martel, and in the book, the narrator made the point that animals in zoos are the lucky ones because their lives are not driven by fear. They have no concept of freedom and independence that humans have. They only think to security and avoiding starvation. So regular feedings and a safe place to live unhunted is in many ways better for them.

    It's an interesting perspective to consider.