tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post1026020157855872086..comments2024-02-22T13:10:05.327+02:00Comments on the floating bridge of dreams: but with a tearing flutterRoxanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05650840495095863057noreply@blogger.comBlogger23125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-4425945824038987522013-02-12T07:48:06.199+02:002013-02-12T07:48:06.199+02:00"fly you whispered so flown""fly you whispered so flown"Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-38165468587692931492013-02-08T06:05:48.191+02:002013-02-08T06:05:48.191+02:00Sublime série, papillon nocturne ;)Sublime série, papillon nocturne ;)K'linenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-21157008568707671642013-02-06T04:02:00.935+02:002013-02-06T04:02:00.935+02:00Oh, but this!
This. You wrote as well as saw?
...Oh, but this!<br /><br />This. You wrote as well as saw? <br /><br />I can barely believe such apprehension. <br /><br />MTSAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-79822877357800402692013-02-05T23:21:34.193+02:002013-02-05T23:21:34.193+02:00i am very grateful to all of you... you, your word...i am very grateful to all of you... you, your words, your warmth, your enthusiasm and thoughtfulness have filled me with joy and wonder - that i could see and feel something and that that "something" can resonate in another heart, so deeply, so that the act of sharing is made meaningful - in fact, that being-through-sharing gives meaning to everything ... <br /><br />i am sorry for not having too many words tonight, i will get back to each of you, on your blogs...<br /><br />thank you~~~Roxanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05650840495095863057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-80125470320486118192013-02-03T06:03:22.465+02:002013-02-03T06:03:22.465+02:00The motion of poetry. The motion of poetry. Lynne with an ehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00320166770541319601noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-26147678682696662272013-02-03T02:37:20.064+02:002013-02-03T02:37:20.064+02:001st one: iconic, absorbing, stunning.1st one: iconic, absorbing, stunning.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-15855316012078542182013-01-31T21:15:16.323+02:002013-01-31T21:15:16.323+02:00ce usoare sunt miscarile in care ea se asaza.are a...ce usoare sunt miscarile in care ea se asaza.are adapostul ei de spuma,de fluturare,vraja in care lucrurile ametesc si se indeparteaza,lasand-o in alb.sfioasa,si atat de curajoasa...sunt langa ea.Miriamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01601854700485778610noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-55078883212679568042013-01-31T02:05:33.855+02:002013-01-31T02:05:33.855+02:00I can't but help the painterly comparisons. 1 ...I can't but help the painterly comparisons. 1 and 3 reminded me of certain paintings by Francis Bacon. Despite that, the intense originality of expression and style cannot be denied. Everything pulses, vibrates and quivers in ecstatic swooshes of light. I can hear the beating of wings...Stickup Artisthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00028394186285973772noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-25314904798625728942013-01-29T18:27:18.570+02:002013-01-29T18:27:18.570+02:00these are haunting photos ...these are haunting photos ...Ffflaneurhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04697821220291240079noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-58185157506660260912013-01-28T19:04:21.497+02:002013-01-28T19:04:21.497+02:00das vierte bild erkläre ich zu meinem liebsten hie...das vierte bild erkläre ich zu meinem liebsten hier. es ist so erhaben, lebendig und wunderschön und wie einzigartig, der gedanke als fliegender rabe, und niemand soll ihn aufhalten, kein einziges sinnbild, nicht der leiseste zweifel..!<br />einen grossartigen wind voll grosser gedanken schicke ich dir und meinen ehrlichen dank, dass es dich gibt..!<br />renée, lächelnd zum himmel aufblickend..!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-59785439041999346302013-01-28T07:25:34.573+02:002013-01-28T07:25:34.573+02:00And beautiful Roxana, I followed your link, it was...And beautiful Roxana, I followed your link, it was as if here on the floating bridge of dreams -the sense of direction follows our gaze you build upward the idea of the metamorphism the flight of eroticism then we think laterally as we view your link and my dream is that raven 18 becomes totally silverly enveloped in the silken rapturous thought dream reaching a climax of both thought and feeling and at the same time the silver wrap assumes a cocoon as the dream fades and another metamorphosis is underway.<br />beautiful<br />more valentine kisses for you.♥miraehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09074095581188053256noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-63971844968385792462013-01-27T18:41:15.178+02:002013-01-27T18:41:15.178+02:00words seem useless ... oh, this is beautiful, and ...words seem useless ... oh, this is <i>beautiful</i>, and she is <i>beautiful</i> -- but what is that? ... then i am quiet and realize that stunned muteness is useless, too ... what i want to say is, <i>body torn by desire like words (that is, night. hands, breath), words torn by the wings of ravens</i> ... but that is useless, as well, because you have already said it and forever ...<br /><br />how beyond photography this is!! photography offers us the bodies of lovely women to desire, and this is a kind of death, this longing for the body that has already gone forever, longing for the breakage at the edge of time which is the moment of the image ... but you (how?) shoot the gap between the gaze and the body, where time and death are irrelevant ... this is <i>eros</i>, this is <i>dream</i>, this is <i>love</i>, this is <i>suddenly i remember that the darkness of ravens was her light and filled me beyond all</i> ....<br /><br />. James Owenshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07614935078978354375noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-27840017702915319532013-01-27T04:05:10.985+02:002013-01-27T04:05:10.985+02:00May you never cease to enchant us beyond all reaso...May you never cease to enchant us beyond all reason... you set ravens flying free across vast infinite skies... Owenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12622587942009516590noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-61431758711080115082013-01-26T00:06:45.120+02:002013-01-26T00:06:45.120+02:00Roxana, on the brea[d]th of wings you have BECOME ...Roxana, <i>on the brea[d]th of wings</i> you have BECOME THAT BIRD, and soaring as you are. i applaud the creativity and courage of expression in this magnificent flight of yours. <br /><br />thank you.bluestormhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15393432589753557993noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-28201292147976626982013-01-25T13:23:49.428+02:002013-01-25T13:23:49.428+02:00Oh! My heart took flight with this post. Oh! My heart took flight with this post. Lydiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11135393270656573516noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-75085512078407012502013-01-25T13:11:47.175+02:002013-01-25T13:11:47.175+02:00Wonderfully shamanistic...as though a rite of tran...Wonderfully shamanistic...as though a rite of transformation.mythopolishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03164758700393086005noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-76318666637155577432013-01-25T10:13:44.392+02:002013-01-25T10:13:44.392+02:00ah my beautiful friend, this is breathtakingly bea...ah my beautiful friend, this is breathtakingly beautiful, the transfiguration the infusion into the dream vein.<br /><br />you are soooooooooooo wonderful at working with subtleties-you have just the right balance image of the woman tearing softly through her self the thought incarnated<br />"if my thoughts could turn into ravens fly I would whisper fly"<br />but it becomes you that flies after spinning this gorgeous silver wrap-what an awesome use of the textile of life so magical and scintillating and then this beautiful exotic creature is born to fly but with the fineness of your wand, she is threaded with mortality as instead of flying she lies prostrate before her erotic love feeling the soft tearing of Eros' sharp arrow inflicted wound.<br /><br />ew beautiful Roxana,an early happy valentines to you also.<br />sending you heartshaped kisses.<br />♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥miraehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09074095581188053256noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-72657951104378052062013-01-24T12:28:37.991+02:002013-01-24T12:28:37.991+02:00love this, the metamorphosis is beautifully done. ...love this, the metamorphosis is beautifully done. reminds me of an Audre Lorde essay I recently read -On The Uses of the Erotic, a wonderful read <br /> <br />http://www.metahistory.org/guidelines/EroticUses.phpMarion McCreadyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04657757253873577465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-74623422974182076802013-01-24T07:56:30.242+02:002013-01-24T07:56:30.242+02:00i think we should approach these photographs like ...i think we should approach these photographs like they were the first cave paintings: with a sense of awe.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-63462426226091447302013-01-24T07:18:11.396+02:002013-01-24T07:18:11.396+02:00...the bird is on the wing in the winds, flexible ......the bird is on the wing in the winds, flexible to every breath, a living spark in the storm, its very flickering depending on its supreme mutability and power of change...Now, now, the bird is on the wing in the winds...The strands are all flying, quivering, intermingling into the web...The perfect rose is only a running flame, emerging and flowing off, and never in any sense at rest, static, finished. Herein lies its transcendent loveliness. <br /><br />---D.H.L.<br /><br />These are outstanding, sublime pictures, Roxana. <br /><br />But what if the raven does not settle, but only tears? And what if "night is also a sun"? <br /><br />b.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-23013243179014449362013-01-24T02:42:01.476+02:002013-01-24T02:42:01.476+02:00Visionary.Visionary.Prosperohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07114988815558549577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-19214426875895232322013-01-24T01:11:34.850+02:002013-01-24T01:11:34.850+02:00for more, go herefor more, go <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/floatingbridge/sets/72157632592958361/" rel="nofollow">here</a>Roxanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05650840495095863057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-49015934021313246642013-01-24T01:10:50.653+02:002013-01-24T01:10:50.653+02:00Photography painting poems, awe.Photography painting poems, awe.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04424066726955708314noreply@blogger.com