Winter...still sticking to my fingers
Opening my bedroom window
i love to feel the snow
when all is quiet.
There is a little pulse
it is the one of the snowflakes
melting
one after the other...
12-FEB-2009
Waiting in soft anticipation...
A new life
learning
to hear
silence...
11-JUL-2008
Life...
Being appreciated
by my fingers...
The wind always know
Where it is going
The solid rock is not always as solid
As we might think
One day, it forgets where it came from
And if it was going somewhere
Roots are confused with memories
For a brief moment
The ancient is given a new life
While believing it had none
Imperceptible wings tremble in a gust of wind
Stolen pieces of crystals are carried away
Softened with time
Christened with a new name
Sand
While slipping through my fingers
I love to hear the echo of stories of its past
And feel the dreams of tomorrows…
10-OCT-2007
Life script...
Une page du milieu dans le livre de la vie // A middle page in the book of life.
La mienne et la vôtre qui pouvez maintenant me lire // Mine and all of yours who can read me today.
L'histoire de nos vies date de quelques années déjà // The story of our lives began years ago.
Plusieurs pages ont été vécues et lues // Many pages have been lived and read
Et plus encore sont à décrire... // More pages are waiting to be seen...
Chaque jour est renouveau // Each day is a new beginning.
Une abondance de l'inconnu // Abundance of the unknown.
Réchauffé par des traditions choisies // Comfort of chosen traditions
Béni par certains rituels sacrés // Blessed with some sacred rituals
Une page blanche débordant d'espoir, de rêves et d'expériences nouvelles
// A blank page teeming with hope, dreams and new experiences.
Le manuscrit de la vie est déjà écrit...mais à l'encre invisible
// The script is already written but with invisible ink.
Seule la nuit, avant de fermer les yeux, permet de lire cette encre
// Only night, before closing your eyes, allows you to see that invisible ink
Ma photographie renferme ce qu'il y a de beau en moi
// My photography contains what is beautiful in me.
C'est là ou j'exprime la multitude de couleurs de qui je suis.
//That is where I express the many colours of who I am.
~ Namaste ~
p.s. Effet souhaité: Écran très sombre... / This image is meant to be seen on a darker screen...
Pas d'arrière plan visible / no visible background
16-DEC-2007
In the country of Blue...
Aimer
malgré les imperfections
les êtres de lumière
Ignorer et fuir
ceux qui l'éteignent...
Défini dans le regard de l'autre
Fais-moi belle.
Tu sentiras que tu es beau.
22-APR-2008
Déca-dense...
Men (humans) habits are too often immoral and self-indulgent
We are at the beginning of the extinction of our own specie
I find this “à la Mona Lisa smiling"
half face sculpture beautiful in this blue sky.
I know, like you, there is lots of beauty everywhere, and i do indulge.
At the same time
I think this statue represents "semi" hope in our decadent world.
A lot needs to change to make this place a better place to live,
most humans approach life like sleepwalkers...
Are we choosing to be part of the problem or the solution?
(....Jeudi Challenge)
Entrance...
to another dimension
(monthly challenge: Portal)
All you...
"... have to do
is remember
why you are together
in the first place,
and you get through
the rough times" - Ringo Starr
26-NOV-2008
Architecture...
I am fascinated by architecture since
as far as i can remember
Looking up is something
i really enjoy doing...in silence.
26-NOV-2008
First step in winter, many more to come...
Each year,
the first step in snow
is always special.
Each times it happens
i think of my childhood
and how happy it made me.
I also always had little red boots.
Those are my "fun" boots.
So, walking in the snow is fun.
We never hear the snowflakes
they keep quiet when they fall
Even when they touch the ground...
n.b. the "pink/salmon" colour on the snow
is caused because of a city light and i really
liked the effect on the snow, it was beautiful.
(The "crunch" when we walk, depends a lot on the temperature of the snow,
there are all kinds of snow, i love the fluffy one, when silence is
almost prevalent and yes, i enjoy the "crunch" sounds too, the colder
the weather, the louder the crunch...)