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:) parca este din chilia unui anahoret, stiu ca acolo sunt blocuri,dar asta nu contrazice ce am spus:)
ReplyDeleteastazi,putin mai inainte,am facut ceva ASEMANATOR ferestrelor de aici,astept sa le pot vedea pe calculator,sa ti le pot arata....
este minunata aceasta clipa de tacere in noapte,in iarna,incadrata de aceeasi tacere.
abia astept sa vad!!!!!
Delete:-)
such a dark window but with what seems like a spontaneous burst of light/life. perhaps that is why this photo makes me happy.
ReplyDeletexo
erin
yes, there is that (unresolved) tension between dark and burst of light, i understand the happiness! i have so many photos with these bedroom windows, i could make them into a saga of window contemplation :-)
Deletewell hi my beautiful friend, you know this situation where you say something spontaneously(Erin sees this spontaneity also )and you don't stop to analyze what you say, nor to cofirm any kind of relevance well that is how I felt when I viewed this image, it reminds me of the poslished surface of a long forgotten dream.
ReplyDeletesending you snowflake kisses until the petals come out.
thankyou
"the poslished surface of a long forgotten dream"
Deletethis is wonderful! thank you, Madeleine...
It will be hard to post a better window than this.
ReplyDeleteIt's also a frame within a frame, which i like.
And so Kafkaesque.
Deleteyes, she is expected to live in a kafkaesque room, isn't she? :-)
Deletebut i am VERY surprised that you like this photo, i thought she was a sure candidate to leave you cold, what with that colourless mournful atmosphere and all :-)