Plus près de la peinture ou de la gravure, cette création nous parle de grâce, de légèreté, de poésie, bref, de ce dont le monde est en manque et a tant besoin.Amitiés.Roger
roger, then i am lucky, aren't i, to encounter such grace.marion, yes))) my son gave me this feather a while back. i rediscovered it one afternoon in the clutter of my car. twice it became my gift. and then again through photograph.xoerin
I'm astonished. I finally found a way to come here. I had to be brave. I was afraid of feeling too much. Many things.And it did happen like that. But I am braver still now I've come.There are tears and pain, yes, as I told you. I don't know quite what to do with it. But now I will go and work that out.Thank yuou.
To be more clear. :)There is distance, between me and what I want to express. When I find it here in what you do, it is bittersweet. Is it my ego? I think it is deeper and more than that. It is that I need to find my way across this distance I feel, between myself and what I want to do. I think the work can be done. Of course it will not be what you have done, or do, or will do. It will be mine. But I do not feel meaning in what I am doing, the way I feel it from what you are doing.This is not about my ego though! It is about wanting to do what I want to do, connect with the eternal-ness that is available to me, and then express it.:)
"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))