fragile strength of colour

lost for words // zgubione w slowach

I found I could say things with color and shapes 

that I couldn't say any other way - things 

I had no words for.

Georgia O'Keeffe

Into the green

longing for light of a late Summer afternoon...

let's dance emerging from chaos

'If you awaken your soul, you will change. Engage your characters. 
Watch yourself act them out. Master them, and you're free to be, 
feel, think, and act as your distinct self.'
GR

Casual Encounters At The Different Times Of Day

Playing with shadows

Let's sway, while colour lights up your face
Let's sway, sway through the crowd to an empty space
(...)
Because my love for you
Would break my heart in two
If you should fall
Into my arms
And tremble like a flower.
                      
                       M. Ward

Last but not least... Summer in London!

... let the immeasurable come.
Let the unknowable touch the buckle of my spine.
Let the wind turn in the trees,
and the mystery hidden in the dirt
swing through the air.
                                        Mary Oliver

Let's twist!

facing the sea

shadows on my left foot

tiny things, the Holy Isle, lyrical & staccato

Happiness Avenue, the Holy Isle

  

From the top, the Holy Isle

Veggies, the Holy Isle

Pebbles & sea shells, the Holy Isle

1/2 hour project by Ola O. Smit

Today, I would like to share a project by Ola O. Smit called 1/2 hour in which I took a part. Pictures are accompanied  by a short text, which is my account of this experience.

A big thank you to Ola for allowing me to share the pictures -

My last day in Canrobert street

My last day in Canrobert street... after a couple of years. My room is empty and my mind - full of thoughts. Changes, endings, beginnings etc. I am getting inpatient. Being glued to the chair does not feel easy... Unwillingly, I start to pose. I am waiting for another clicks to happen. I imagine that I interact with the camera... If only I could stand up and begin to move freely through my room... Being glued to the chair feels like a limitation... Time passes so slowly... After a while my tension gradually goes away and tireness takes its place... I am giving up on figuring out what is the right thing to do in this situation... I am waiting for my time on the chair to finish.

Trapped, the Holy Isle

Ships, the Holy Isle

A Blue Island, the Holy Isle