So very fresh and pretty! I adore the colors, the gesture, the sweep of the hair, and the blurred motion of the foreground. Than I think of one word: Breath.
i was thinking of a post title along these lines myself, dream/reality, but then i thought i should just leave the photos speak for themselves (and about her loveliness :-)
The dream is often more real than the dross we try to pass off as reality. For in our waking hours, we choose our moods, our colors. In dreams, they choose us. Which is more real?
maybe we only think we choose them, even in real life, maybe we are always _chosen_ by something, be it fate, time, others would say god... (but that is just me being in a dark mood today - see, have i chosen that mood or has it chosen me? :-)
are you talking to me or to Prospero? :-) i have only found out recently that there is such a thing as colour dreams, it had never occurred to me to think about colour in a dream - since then i have kept trying to understand this, as my dreams aren't b&w either, they are simply outside what we mean by "colour" or "no-colour" - maybe it is the same for everybody who doesn't possess this precious gift, i have no idea.
hello my beautiful friend, this is so sensuous and rendered with such beautiful tenderness that if it became more so that way it could hardly be considered earthly. between the title and the photos I see a play that leads me to dream that the true lover is the season. thankyou for another masterpeice. summer kisses
prospero hat da einen hervorragenden kommentar geschrieben und eigentlich möchte ich dem nichts hinzufügen... wie ein traum scheinen diese bilder wohl und überweltlich in einem tieferen sinne. ich frage mich, ob die junge frau nicht deine japanische freundin ist...? ihr würdet wundervoll zusammenpassen, zwei engel... :-)! ja, die realität... ist ein traum! dir lächelnde gedanken und alles liebste! renée
nein, sie ist eine rumaenische freundin :-) und ich habe die Bilder in den Feldern, nicht weit von Craiova, meiner Stadt, gemacht, wir haben naemlich keine Berge hier, dafuer diese schoenen Felder...
ich bin so gluecklich, Dir haben diese Bilder so sehr gefallen :-) alles Liebste, meine Wolkenprinzessin!
ce frumooos... ea a DEVENIT, nu,ea s-a intrupat,practic,in culoare din acel mac,ca un drog fuse sarutul macului,si mandre bratele ei au infasurat,apoi,lumea...simt acei obraji de mac:)
Complimenti Roxana. Bellissime foto.
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grazie, Maurizio!!!
DeleteSo very fresh and pretty! I adore the colors, the gesture, the sweep of the hair, and the blurred motion of the foreground. Than I think of one word: Breath.
ReplyDelete:-)
Deleteshe is this summer's muse, there are still more photos of hers :-)
which is the dream, which reality? is there a difference?
ReplyDeleteyou know the most beautiful women.
xo
erin
i was thinking of a post title along these lines myself, dream/reality, but then i thought i should just leave the photos speak for themselves (and about her loveliness :-)
Deletewho is this gorgeous girl?
ReplyDeletethe fairy of my summer fields :-)
Delete(and no, she doesn't talk to unnamed strangers :-P)
Imaginer le parfum de la fleur qui n'en possède pas.
ReplyDeleteoui, elle imagine ce parfum, en train que moi, je l'imagine, elle :-)
DeleteThe dream is often more real than the dross we try to pass off as reality. For in our waking hours, we choose our moods, our colors. In dreams, they choose us. Which is more real?
ReplyDeletemaybe we only think we choose them, even in real life, maybe we are always _chosen_ by something, be it fate, time, others would say god... (but that is just me being in a dark mood today - see, have i chosen that mood or has it chosen me? :-)
Deletei don't know which is more real.
You must dream in colour too. A rare and precious gift for a human! You are lucky!
Deleteare you talking to me or to Prospero? :-)
Deletei have only found out recently that there is such a thing as colour dreams, it had never occurred to me to think about colour in a dream - since then i have kept trying to understand this, as my dreams aren't b&w either, they are simply outside what we mean by "colour" or "no-colour" - maybe it is the same for everybody who doesn't possess this precious gift, i have no idea.
hello my beautiful friend, this is so sensuous and rendered with such beautiful tenderness that if it became more so that way it could hardly be considered earthly.
ReplyDeletebetween the title and the photos I see a play that leads me to dream that the true lover is the season.
thankyou for another masterpeice.
summer kisses
how wonderful you put it, Madeleine!!!
Deleteyes, the true lover is this season, indeed!
poppy kisses to you back
prospero hat da einen hervorragenden kommentar geschrieben und eigentlich möchte ich dem nichts hinzufügen... wie ein traum scheinen diese bilder wohl und überweltlich in einem tieferen sinne. ich frage mich, ob die junge frau nicht deine japanische freundin ist...? ihr würdet wundervoll zusammenpassen, zwei engel... :-)! ja, die realität... ist ein traum!
ReplyDeletedir lächelnde gedanken und alles liebste! renée
nein, sie ist eine rumaenische freundin :-) und ich habe die Bilder in den Feldern, nicht weit von Craiova, meiner Stadt, gemacht, wir haben naemlich keine Berge hier, dafuer diese schoenen Felder...
Deleteich bin so gluecklich, Dir haben diese Bilder so sehr gefallen :-)
alles Liebste, meine Wolkenprinzessin!
Two blossoms embracing.
ReplyDeletewho wouldn't want to be inside that embrace :-)
Deletece frumooos... ea a DEVENIT, nu,ea s-a intrupat,practic,in culoare din acel mac,ca un drog fuse sarutul macului,si mandre bratele ei au infasurat,apoi,lumea...simt acei obraji de mac:)
ReplyDeleteThe woman in the photograph perched on the television set. Perhaps?
ReplyDeletewhat woman? what photograph? :-)
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