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This is what happens when a sharp object hits the glass face on your cellphone. HMM!
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Location: Portocorvo
Listen: broken wings - Mr. Mister
baby, don't understand
why we can't just hold on to each other's hands?
this time might be the last, I fear
unless I make it all too clear, I need you so, ohh
take these broken wings
and learn to fly again
learn to live so free
and when we hear the voices sing
the book of love will open up and let us in
take these broken wings
baby, I think tonight
we can take what was wrong and make it right, mmmh
baby, it's all I know
that you're half of the flesh
and blood makes me whole, I need you so...
I'm living in an empty room
With all the windows smashed
And I've got so little left to lose
That it feels just like I'm walking on broken glass
Annie Lennox
The remains of a broken mug. This was a treasured gift from a friend, slipped right out of my hand and smashed on the floor. Here are two of the pieces backlit. For Macro Mondays 'Broken' theme.
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I came across an older photo of mine and I thought I would try to recreate it.
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For this week's MacroMondays challenge "Chip"
Broken Easter egg filled with egg liqueur.
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*The measurements of the glass are as follows:
Height: From the bottom of the glass to the broken tip is 2 1/8” Diameter: 2 1/4”
One of my artworks showed at EMERGENT Art Gallery, the beautiful gallery of Ilyra Chardin. The series was made in collaboration with my partner Eli Medier that made my works talk through his poems. In this poem he played with the short word "so" and its different meaning in different languages (Italian, English, Spanish and French):
"So
d'ombre
d'umidi recessi
notturni
di tuoni lontani
e di giorni persi
So
your destiny
was a bomb
falling from the sky
straight on your lives
miserable and unwise
So
tenía un cinturón
se hizo estallar
entre la gente
borró nuestras vidas
por accidente
So
c'était son surnom
cheveux yeux coulants
un projectile lui traversa
le coeur en s'emportant
pour toujours sa splendeur"
"I know
of shadows
of damp nocturnal
recesses
of distant thunder
and lost days
So
your destiny
was a bomb
falling from the sky
straight on your lives
miserable and unwise
Under
he had a belt
blew himself up
among the people
canceled our lives
by accident
So
was her nickname
flowing eyes hair
a bullet went through
her heart taking forever
away her splendor"
© Eli Medier
For all the victims of violence
The Exhibition will last till March 7th 2020
featured artists:
Eli Medier
Ilyra Chardin
Ladmilla Medier
Patrick Ireland
Sisi Biedermann
BROKEN YET STRONGER, HURT BUT WISER, A FEW CRACKS IN HER FOUNDATION, YET SHE REMAINS BEAUTIFUL.
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SALEM RHIANNON SKIRT + RHIANNON TOP + VEDA BOOTS
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Broken is not dead.
No matter how hard our fall, for most of us, the hardest part of getting back up is admitting we fell in the first place.
Inured, dirtied, bloody......we will try our best to avoid that realization that we are human and imperfect.
And all the time we spend denying we've fallen, could have been spent standing up and walking again.
Summary: The most broken part of us is the part that can't accept imperfection.
Taken at Devin's Eye.
livinginsecondlife.blogspot.com/2022/05/broken.html
"Sul mio cuore ci sono cicatrici spesse e deturpanti […]. So che ci sono. Spero che resti un po' di tessuto integro, una chiazza attraverso la quale l'amore possa penetrare e defluire."
(da "Eleanor Oliphant sta benissimo")
Not deliberately broken for the theme! On holiday in Cornwall and just got my phone out of my pocket and then it started disintegrating in front of my eyes - what a disaster! Thankfully now sorted out with a new phone! HMM!
If only she could speak............if ONLY she might tell us her Story.....
The pride, the warmth, the happiness,.......the joys, the laughter,.......all the memories she shared.............
IF only she could tell her story.............
I would love to hear her tale.................................
Road trip to Broken Hill with Marty
This is the road to the top of the slag heap, where there is a lookout, a memorial and various museum pieces of mining equipment
Broken Arch in Canyonlands National Park near Moab, Utah. The top of the arch is fractured in the middle, but so far the arch remains standing.
Their lives brushed ours like passing wings: soft, invisible, unforgettable. You never saw them in person, but your heart knows what it felt every time you read their comments on your photos. Like butterflies with broken wings, shining in their brevity, they still take flight.
And although your friends are no longer within your reach, they have been etched in the quiet corners of your soul. Every echo of kindness in their written messages, every feeling of being known without ever having met us, remains.
-Millie Cruz©
In memory of:
www.flickr.com/photos/deanspic/ (Dean Francis Ducas)
www.flickr.com/photos/donbriggs/ (Don Briggs)
Rest in Peace