"The artist is a recepctacle for the emotions that come from all over the place: from the sky, from the earth, from a scrap of paper, from a passing shape, from a spider's web." (Pablo Picasso)
2011-08-31
2011-08-29
2011-08-28
2011-08-27
2011-08-26
2011-08-25
Summer?
The flowers still blooming, but spiders already knitting their webs...
The berries are eaten...
The air smells more fresh...The Happy End?
2011-08-24
2011-08-21
2011-08-19
Landscaping
I am used to the clean scenery, made of the immense fields. But since those days something has changed...
2011-08-16
2011-08-15
2011-08-14
2011-08-12
2011-08-10
2011-08-09
Potato Bloom
Who told you that usefull things can't be beautifull and the beautifull ones are not usefull?
2011-08-07
2011-08-06
The Weather
"No matter how rich you become, how famous or powerfull, when you die the size of your funeral will still pretty much depend on the weather." (Michael Pritchard)
2011-08-05
2011-08-04
2011-08-03
2011-08-02
True or false?
Having the holidays a bit longer than a couple of weeks makes everything upside-down and inside-out... It's getting hard to see the difference between the reality and the dream. And which dream is real? The one I was dreaming about? The one I have to come back to? The one I live today? The one that lasts longer? Where the colors are brighter?.. I guess it doesn't matter, as long as I love both of them...
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