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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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Those mountains are beautiful. Living so close to them, one sees the weather up close. The clouds that are brushing the treetops in the backyard will soon be floating high above the valley. It's like being in heaven. Chinese say one should keep their back to the mountains and front to the south.
ReplyDeletede impact!
ReplyDeletebuna atmosfera,reflecta starile sufletesti?
lucrezi cumva pe film?
Very threatening and very dramatic. Excellent photographs.
ReplyDeleteAtmosfera dramatica,excelent lucrat!
ReplyDeletethank you, n, I have missed your empathy. and you know already how much I envy you because you get to see this every day. but it is a beautiful envy.
ReplyDeleteib (cum sa-ti zic, iosif, sau bogdan, amandoua tot timpul?) - da, lucrez pe film. multumesc!
dave, I'm glad you liked them.
edith, multumesc :-)
you know these remind me of the mountain pictures I just put up :)
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