Friday, 25 October 2013

and yet another kind of blue :-)

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  1. Roxana25 October 2013 at 23:09

    i seem to never tire of this blue!!! :-)

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  2. Cristina26 October 2013 at 14:36

    and it is good you never tire of it. ;-)
    this mug or vase or pint seems the torso of a blue (blooded) woman unleashing her beauty in front of all those strangers behind the open windows.

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    1. Roxana7 November 2013 at 19:20

      oh yes, you saw the woman, yes :-)
      (i hadn't imagined her like this, but now she is there, in front of me, born through your vision)

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  3. crederae27 October 2013 at 08:10

    hi my beautiful friend how extravagantly beautiful,yes this blue is intoxicating in its cleansing way of purification with amnesia.brilliant blue petals fall from the flower of life under that first morning of glorious blue.
    sending you sparkling brilliant blue kisses.

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    1. Roxana7 November 2013 at 19:21

      these are old photos, from my old appartment, i happened to stumble upon them and became nostalgic :-)
      so it is strange and beautiful that you talk about memory here...

      yes, those kisses :-)

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  4. Prospero29 October 2013 at 00:15

    Miles Davis, Kind of Blue, 1959.

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  5. Prospero29 October 2013 at 00:19

    How's that for inter-textual, or inter-aural. You see blue, someone hears it.

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    1. Roxana7 November 2013 at 19:23

      i am listening to it now - and indeed, one should add music to that Rimbaud-piece:


      A noir, E blanc, I rouge, U vert, O bleu : voyelles,
      Je dirai quelque jour vos naissances latentes :

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  6. Anonymous3 November 2013 at 21:24

    There is a particular [sic] name for this blue. Can you remind me? (-:

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  7. crederae4 November 2013 at 05:07

    and, this has to represent the bluest horizon of my mind,with exactly the right kind of forgetting and suppression and elevation.I can't believe I said that haha.

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  8. Miriam9 November 2013 at 20:11

    niciodata nu ne-am putea satura de ALBASTRU! cum,doar este atat de mult,pentru toti:)

    dar foarte rar atat de diafan ca aici, sugerand o potiune pe care o visam prin lucrurile pe care le atingem,pe care le vrem si de care ne izbim uneori, ca miscati doar de dragostea noastra atat de adanca pentru albastru.
    mi se pare,privind aceste imagini,ca totul in jurul nostru este-sau,cel putin,poate deveni extrem de usor,printr- o suflare- de alabastru

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