not a pretty picture. not a good. not a bad. picture. but an argument.

Saturday, March 12, 2011

just

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  1. a tree waving to me, beckoning me to come out, to come on over. i shouldn't mind the rain and i think you know i don't.

    this heightens the senses. it shows me something too beautiful, too intense, to be put into words.

    today i've acquainted myself with rabbi Abraham Joshua Heschel. he loves to use the word ineffable (i didn't know what it meant).

    ineffable. i've been sitting with your picture in silence, peaceful; it has felt almost like an act of prayer. still i feel the need to say something, to tell you... i don't know what, exactly. maybe that there is joy in me at this very moment, and that this very moment, in some sense, is this photograph.

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  2. thank you andreas.

    it is not rain. no rain yet. but snow. more and more snow. two big snowstorms in the last week. and as i sat in the car, quiet, so quiet, just the air moving, there was this through the windshield. robert was out in the cold shooting. i was in quiet.

    what a perfect form to see, isn't it? the solitary tree. i think of us all.

    xo
    erin

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"Words at the limit of hearing, attributable to no one, received in the conch of the ear like dew by a leaf." (philippe jaccottet) or even a quiet presence is appreciated))