Thursday, May 10, 2012

morning light, the afterlife



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  1. A brand new day coming through the window.
    Have a good weekend James! ;-)

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    1. Lucia: a new day can bring anything, can it not? and yet the mornings seem somehow out of time, too, as if each is a doorway we could take into any period of our lives ....

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  2. I love your work so much ... so poetically and inspiring!

    kisses for you my friend,

    isabella

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    1. Isabella: danke sehr! ich umarme dich :-)

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  3. I'm sorry James but I like the first title you had on this picture. I was going to comment on how time seems to fade from moment to moment. We get up to start our day but we seem to fade into the day and before you know it you are climbing back into the bed you just got up from. The light seemed to fade into this picture and capture your title well.

    Where did you get take this picture?

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    1. Liz: you can keep that title on the picture, if you like :-) it is kind of the same idea, i think -- we slip beyond time and find ourselves fading into the light ...

      this is a corner of the table where i work when i cam in canada. i was supposed to be working, not taking pictures ....

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  4. as solid as the cup was laid to the table so this photo is laid to the history of us. is there anything else but slow light through curtains and murmuring? which side of life are we on? who cares of the answers.

    xo
    erin

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    1. erin: these small things accumulate around us and make a life

      we are on this side of life :-)

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