of course, only the setting is post-communist here, in Vilnius, this particular building was an old one. Vilnius has an astonishing baroque old city, which the communists had the common sense not to destroy.
beautiful Roxana, like scattered sunbeams entangled in the forest of our mind dreams, well is there any other kind of dream I guess not. now I feel better about this post communist lable. sunbeam kisses to you.
aici este radiografia completa a toamnei,ea,cu bratele ei acaparatoare si frumoase,ademenitoare si planturoasa,si fina,in acealasi timp; nimeni nu o stie mai bine decat cea nascuti in zodia melancoliei:)
I had not noticed these before, much to my delight! Delight can be dark, of course, depending on the ambience. These are so intriguing, in many ways. The tree is like a crack in the fabric, or in the monotony of the design of the weave. Vilnius pre- and -post: for the first time (sic) there is a Roxana set which treats time as a conventional Cartesian axis! But I am intrigued also by the comment about the forest winning. For is the river not also the ineluctable winner? And, my, doesn't the river share the trees' structure? Both above and below, as it were? And doesn't the spacing between the parts reflect the whole, the windows the buildings, the leaves the cross-section of the bough. It is not the forest that always wins - that is to privilege it - but the interconnected flowing of systems, interconnected in this manner and others, which must always prevail, perhaps? And when the strange dimensionalities of this process are replaced with the predictable geometries of, say, the buildings, the windows, the ruler-straight lines, something is riven from us and some of us experience this as 'longing,' oft referenced in your work, Rx. I wonder. Thank you for these! (-;
of course, only the setting is post-communist here, in Vilnius, this particular building was an old one. Vilnius has an astonishing baroque old city, which the communists had the common sense not to destroy.
ReplyDeletei feel the determined entanglement of the forest. i feel too the determined opening of the windows.
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erin
in the end, if things were to follow their course, the forest would win - which is good, i think.
Deletethe forest would win!!!! this makes me so happy! it would))))))
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xo
erin
beautiful Roxana, like scattered sunbeams entangled in the forest of our mind dreams, well is there any other kind of dream I guess not. now I feel better about this post communist lable.
ReplyDeletesunbeam kisses to you.
smiling and kisses back to you!!!
DeleteTon blog est un peu difficile à suivre dans ta démarche mais tu as de réelles capacités artistiques en photographie. Continue.
ReplyDeleteAmicalement.
Roger
je te remercie de ton passage et de tes mots, Roger.
Deletequ'est-ce que tu trouves 'difficile' ici, exactement? ca a pique ma curiosite :-)
aici este radiografia completa a toamnei,ea,cu bratele ei acaparatoare si frumoase,ademenitoare si planturoasa,si fina,in acealasi timp; nimeni nu o stie mai bine decat cea nascuti in zodia melancoliei:)
ReplyDeleteI had not noticed these before, much to my delight! Delight can be dark, of course, depending on the ambience. These are so intriguing, in many ways. The tree is like a crack in the fabric, or in the monotony of the design of the weave. Vilnius pre- and -post: for the first time (sic) there is a Roxana set which treats time as a conventional Cartesian axis! But I am intrigued also by the comment about the forest winning. For is the river not also the ineluctable winner? And, my, doesn't the river share the trees' structure? Both above and below, as it were? And doesn't the spacing between the parts reflect the whole, the windows the buildings, the leaves the cross-section of the bough. It is not the forest that always wins - that is to privilege it - but the interconnected flowing of systems, interconnected in this manner and others, which must always prevail, perhaps? And when the strange dimensionalities of this process are replaced with the predictable geometries of, say, the buildings, the windows, the ruler-straight lines, something is riven from us and some of us experience this as 'longing,' oft referenced in your work, Rx. I wonder. Thank you for these! (-;
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