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About Me
the feeling of beauty is the feeling of 'muga': no-self or ecstasy
Nishida
Nishida
collaboration with Michael Tweed
the beautiful foolishness of things
on-going project uniting my photographs and text by Michael Tweed
on-going project uniting my photographs and text by Michael Tweed
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- Du im Voraus verlorene...
- mighty one
- for herwho lives in the duneswhose feet bear the ...
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- silence falls
- purple in the shade
- das Heilige
- after all
- Lilac Wine
- cancelled meeting
- red flowers
- above all the withered ones late at night, when th...
- ich war nicht stolz
- the black circle
- the red circle
- The Marsh Flower
- Odilon Redon. The Marsh Flower, a Sad Human Head p...
- a sad and human head like a signature upon the wa...
- brown
- mist
- Hillside and slopes were lost to sight in the clo...
- The showers of drizzly mist came closely down, al...
- roses are not red and the sky is not blue
- balloons
- It was, if it was, numbers fly as balloons,you sai...
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- Luna
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Every time I come to your site I am...inspired, moved, enchanted? - well, given a glimpse of something that may be called Grace? There is in my heart-space a good feeling when I see your pictures and read the words you write or find. Particularly this visit I loved the 'mist' post, but really, all of it is just lovely.
ReplyDeleteoh I don't know how to thank you for your words and thoughts, I think I needed something like this badly... trying to make some sense of everything, wondering whether I should continue blogging... thinking about your gesture too, the beauty and courage and despair and joy of it... so many whys and whats always, unending quest...
ReplyDeleteI was posting my last entry under the name "grace" when I got your comment in my mailbox, and I was shocked by the coincidence. It was like a sign, you know...
ReplyDeleteJolie...
ReplyDeleteC'est moi qui vient de laisser le commentaire précédent et j'ai dû oublier de remplir les cases "name" :-))
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