SOLI'S DREAM
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- I like how the water ripples Through, as The Sunlight Emerges and Reflects from "The Shadow of Darkness" - Salt River, AZ. -
Ha una sua solitudine lo spazio,
solitudine il mare
e solitudine la morte
eppure
tutte queste son folla
in confronto a quel punto più profondo,
segretezza polare,
che è un’anima al cospetto di se stessa:
infinità finita.
(E. Dickinson)
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I took and edited this photo for the Creative Challenge group of which I'm a member - the theme for May is 'Purple' I had a couple of ideas that I wanted to explore - one of which was a Purple sunset. So I set off up to Ipstones Edge a couple of weeks ago and got a few different shots at sunset. They didn't all work in Purple actually but I felt this had something special so decided this would be my submission.
Ipstones Edge is on the outskirts of the village where I live in the Staffordshire Moorlands, a wild and rugged moorland landscape. The sunset this evening was nicely dramatic there had been heavy rain and then the clouds broke up just before sundown and I took this looking through one of the many dry stones walls that criss cross the landscape.
I chose the title because I thought it was such a majestic sunset and Purple being a royal colour it seemed to make sense to combine Royal with Sunset and the Latin translation added a sense of mystery befitting the castle like silhouette set in the wild moorland scene like a scene from a legend of old!
The trouble with the maples
(And they're quite convinced they're right)
They say the oaks are just too lofty
And they grab up all the light
But the oaks can't help their feelings
If they like the way they're made
And they wonder why the maples
Can't be happy in their shade
There is trouble in the forest
And the creatures all have fled
As the maples scream, "Oppression"
And the oaks just shake their heads
So the maples formed a union
And demanded equal rights
They say, "The oaks are just too greedy
We will make them give us light"
Now there's no more oak oppression
For they passed a noble law
And the trees are all kept equal
By hatchet, axe, and saw
BY: RUSH..I love Rush
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Simple forms in art can be puzzling. "Is that all?" the layman quickly thinks, "What on earth is behind it?" Here, an influencer bends over the how and why. Without too much prior knowledge, everyone can see that the repetition tactic of 'minimal music' is brought to life visually. Variations on a fixed form amuse and sharpen the mind.
For example, the monumental blocks of Carl Andre (US, 1935-2024) seem strict and uniform, but no freshly sawn piece of wood is the same. Moreover, the layout on the floor has been played with considerably. The photo series by Jan Dibbets (1941, NL) joins this paradoxical game with forty colors. There is no system in it. He combats the uniformity with a personal follow-up.
All in all, the atmosphere is serene, yet lively. The visitor can wander around and sink into thoughts.