tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5447307902471174467.post5881794995685567636..comments2023-04-01T14:05:22.574+03:00Comments on private dreams upon reflection: Cristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03712519723409889530noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5447307902471174467.post-62431403131882099692011-08-27T16:20:06.497+03:002011-08-27T16:20:06.497+03:00Dear ones,
Thank you again for visiting this blo...Dear ones, <br /><br />Thank you again for visiting this blog and for leaving such beautiful comments which made me quite happy back in July. Whatever I might say now, so many weeks after your posts, does not truly express that feeling of joy. <br /><br />As you can see, I am not very good with words lately, but I hope you will forgive my summer mood. <br />Do not fret, it will be autumn soon. :-) <br /><br /><br />C.Cristinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03712519723409889530noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5447307902471174467.post-53655531890115228592011-07-30T00:43:58.062+03:002011-07-30T00:43:58.062+03:00E interesant, desi citit de mult recent inteleg ni...E interesant, desi citit de mult recent inteleg niste lucruri din Barthes. Chiar doua cuvinte sa schimbi cu cineva si incepi sa intelegi macar un pic mai mult de ce face imaginea x,y. Greu trecem prin nivelurile alea, e atat de slaba fotografia.<br /><br />Mai intai vezi marea, apoi iceberg-ul, de acolo incepe tot.<br /><br />Frumoase fotografii, de ce elicea din fundal?vladimir c.http://WWW.VLADIMIRC.COMnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5447307902471174467.post-17862840913792301952011-07-09T22:57:59.545+03:002011-07-09T22:57:59.545+03:00...cherry-like pride, sorry....cherry-like pride, sorry.Anoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5447307902471174467.post-38374723295901624222011-07-09T07:14:17.707+03:002011-07-09T07:14:17.707+03:00Dear Cris,
Thank you for your comeback! On my birt...Dear Cris,<br />Thank you for your comeback! On my birthday, too! This is the most wonderful gift in years! And thank you for the beautiful tapestries. 'Foliage, Light and Wind'! Which, somehow, reminded me of Turner's 'Rain,Steam and Speed' - same colors, same fleeting moments!<br />The wind. A nice friend but a treacherous lover! And you, dear lady, a sorceress, you know how to capture the wind in your photos! The blurred soul of a young wind who is ravaging images and animating windmills. Magnificent, cruel, hyperbolic. Pinned down by the slender, elegant turbines, their white diligence unmistakable in the distance!<br />And the wondrous little red berries, wearing their cheery-like pride in the dark just as I was the exhaustion and weariness of the last few months! I could bask in their red glamor! I would steal their small solid ego, their irrepressible defiance. Yes, thank you, they are mine now. I wish they were me!Anoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5447307902471174467.post-82504916197061132152011-07-04T15:35:35.048+03:002011-07-04T15:35:35.048+03:00cat de surprinsa,Cris draga,de aceste aparitii nea...cat de surprinsa,Cris draga,de aceste aparitii neasteptate,m-am simtit intr-un adapost din care puteam vedea pregatiri pentru infruntare,uneori vedeam clar,alteori cineva se juca sumbru cu simturile mele,ca intr-un pastel reinventat;si in acest fel de clipe este intotdeauna o toamna,se asaza o liniste ca o rugina peste privire,incat nu mai este atat de important ce vezi,cat siajul pe care l-a lasat zborul si fructul sau in tine.ceraselaminoreply@blogger.com