tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858454538187432037.post2898398915480120386..comments2023-05-14T02:13:31.056-07:00Comments on ein klage-himmel: today this was the road between usJames Owenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07614935078978354375noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858454538187432037.post-86528999425514547972011-12-20T06:49:44.263-08:002011-12-20T06:49:44.263-08:00Vielen Dank, liebe Isabella. Deine Worte gehen mir...Vielen Dank, liebe <b>Isabella</b>. Deine Worte gehen mir direkt ins Herz :-)James Owenshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07614935078978354375noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858454538187432037.post-78168708838526989022011-12-17T10:03:58.665-08:002011-12-17T10:03:58.665-08:00nie haben mich Bilder mehr inspiriert als die dein...nie haben mich Bilder mehr inspiriert als die deinen! danke lieber Freund für diese kostbaren Augenblicke. <br /><br />Küsse für dich.<br /><br />isabellaisabella kramer - veredithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09241252383238836003noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858454538187432037.post-6928727042061217672011-12-14T08:21:20.047-08:002011-12-14T08:21:20.047-08:00Irene: i like "the map between us" ... ...<b>Irene:</b> i like "the map between us" ... the paradox of the road, of course, is that it both separates and unites -- this is true of any road, any wall, my lover's skin :-)James Owenshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07614935078978354375noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858454538187432037.post-77029198458003093332011-12-14T08:15:44.100-08:002011-12-14T08:15:44.100-08:00Roxana: some days the world shows us its bones. w...<b>Roxana:</b> some days the world shows us its bones. we long for that state, all of the <b><i>me</i></b> stripped away, only light and the pure bones ... perhaps we can attain this only at the end, for then we no longer wish to speak, there is no rift to heal with words :-)James Owenshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07614935078978354375noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858454538187432037.post-14926451745437181262011-12-14T08:10:56.489-08:002011-12-14T08:10:56.489-08:00musicwithinyou: i hope you can find your road.......<b>musicwithinyou:</b> i hope you can find your road....James Owenshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07614935078978354375noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858454538187432037.post-81054187984551936502011-12-14T08:09:26.759-08:002011-12-14T08:09:26.759-08:00Susan: thank you for coming and looking :-)<b>Susan:</b> thank you for coming and looking :-)James Owenshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07614935078978354375noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858454538187432037.post-39309480256093282142011-12-14T08:08:32.151-08:002011-12-14T08:08:32.151-08:00erin: the world is shocking, isn't it? any da...<b>erin:</b> the world is shocking, isn't it? any day, if i really look, will jolt me out of complacency and into the real snow, where it isn't even my shock that matters anymore. this has little to do with me. the window doesn't just open -- something huge takes us by the scruff of the neck and throws us through ... love :-)))James Owenshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07614935078978354375noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858454538187432037.post-35633076628103143322011-12-12T17:23:49.265-08:002011-12-12T17:23:49.265-08:00The road between us is a favorite phrase of mine, ...The road between us is a favorite phrase of mine, as well as pretty much all variations: the space between us, the map between us... so much possibility there. Lovely pics!Irene Lathamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04905936104127707762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858454538187432037.post-23490036148947785752011-12-12T06:54:45.074-08:002011-12-12T06:54:45.074-08:00they glow with a light that i would like to see mi...they glow with a light that i would like to see mine, but that is not possible because it is not human, and it is good so: there is no such purity and self-oblivion in a human heart, i don't think there can ever be. i would like to be stripped to the bones like this, i long for that state of complete bareness.Roxanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05650840495095863057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858454538187432037.post-33353828770253942552011-12-11T18:04:06.858-08:002011-12-11T18:04:06.858-08:00These pictures are much like my life right now. Th...These pictures are much like my life right now. The road was clear and beautiful in the beginning only to find myself in the last picture were the road has disappeared and not sure if there is a road to keep followingmusicwithinyouhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14024317988744024838noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858454538187432037.post-29200114745550392032011-12-11T16:35:29.573-08:002011-12-11T16:35:29.573-08:00A thought-provoking series.A thought-provoking series.S. Etolehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01847206680320012887noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858454538187432037.post-51693946958776583172011-12-10T18:56:49.369-08:002011-12-10T18:56:49.369-08:00i am shocked by this series. shocked! and please...i am shocked by this series. shocked! <i> and</i> pleased. time and time again,<i> erin, you know nothing.</i> from the blog prompt i believed i knew these photographs in advance. i know nothing of these photographs! each of these photographs exists on its own and is also communicating with the others. it is a new story. such boldness in being and yet such a surrender. oh! fucking brilliant, james! (i am so excited and happy.) the transition is like opening a window and flying out into the day!<br /><br />xo<br />erinerinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16636371927224076866noreply@blogger.com