[Poetry] may make us from time to time a little aware of the deeper unnamed feelings which form the substratum of our being, to which we rarely penetrate; for our lives are mostly a constant evasion of ourselves. T.S.Eliot
Showing posts with label Autumn. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Autumn. Show all posts
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Tuesday, November 10, 2020
Initial Frost
I've got some thoughts about this picture but I'm not sure whether I'd better keep them for myself or not. I just feel that my thoughts are more and more often accumulating like trees cut down and left rotting in the undergrowth. I just keep putting off the moment when I'll write them down on, until exhausted I forget about them. A huge mass of rotten ideas lays on the ground, making up a fertile humus that never gives life. The incoming winter frost will keep everything safe under a lying ice sheet.
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Thursday, November 28, 2013
Autumn explorations
After several B&W images it's time to put some colors on this blog again. Don't expect an extraordinarily colorful palette: hunting and proposing aggressive color combinations are not in my top priority list since long. There must be always some kind of balance in each proposal and long term coherence, from day to day, one post after the other, as if I was weaving a long tale on my loom.
Last time I put some samples from a french marketplace, now I'm showing the colors of the Autumn. Looks like incidental, riding bikes with my son we came out of a wood and crossed a small village where magically all building appeared as if they had just wore an autumnal frock, in tune with the foliage of the nearby grove.
In this small series everything, even my son's jersey, looks so much monochromatic, in some extent so much ... B&W. That's why, just like the french onions and powders, I opted to put it on display.
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