i run to openness, to space. yet that first photo makes me feel so uncomfortable. i wonder at that.
yes - cool technique...this is our life eh
monica, it is lucky when we are uncomfortable, i think.ollie, it is, isn't it? that forth shot cracks me up for some reason. truly. every time i look at it i laugh. a few disparate fools gather. our life indeed.xoerin
i agree ;)
Erin absolutely wonderful series, I would have liked to have done it myself. Existence is that a weed that pokes through the snow. might come to some terms, unless they are eaten by a cow.I surrender at your feetDámaso
damaso, i surrender to the snow, the weeds and the cow! (thank you)))xoerin
To surrender, for me, is to be totally in thejoy of the moment, trusting joy.
"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))