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

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

on the intimacy of ice














and paying attention~

6 comments:

  1. Ephemeral intimacy, announcing the resurrection.
    Greetings

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  2. In the incredible heat that i live in...this is almost teasing ..brilliant photography erin...

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  3. Pure intimacy. The moment of attention is pure intimacy

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  4. damaso, i love this, the resurrection, every day a resurrection. what are we without this miracle? we rise from everything, everything breaking down around us and in us, we rise, we rise, until finally our bodies cease and the next life rises through us. this is life)

    manik, it would be hell for me to be held in heat. i need the distinct sway of the seasons.

    imagine, in your hottest hour, one of these perfectly formed ice crystals in your mouth:)

    liz, i could hug you! yes! pure intimacy in paying attention. absolutely))

    xo
    erin

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  5. so beautifull pics Erin, I love you black and withe

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  6. When I lived in Alaska, the ice was one of the best parts. I'm very glad to have found your corner of the world...

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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))