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place: ECHO: off exit 143 bear right go straight its on your left. Ft. Myers, FL
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Echo & The Bunnymen w/Robert Vincent
Rock City, Nottingham
2 December 2014
All photos by Stephanie Webb
Echo & The Bunnymen @ First Avenue,
Minneapolis 8.9.14
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This scarf was handwoven using an original pattern designed by me:) I used echo weave theory with orange and yellow in the warp and a royal blue for the weft. It gives a lot of 'pop' to the colors and makes the pattern look much more intricate than it actually is. I just love that echo weave!
Echo loved Narcissus, the boy who fell in love with his reflection in a pond. Echo pined for him until all that was left was the memory of her voice. A love lost is the tragedy of memory.
For more information on The Last Echo, contact Melody Phaneuf Paintings~
Revivez en images l'édition 2015 du W(e)Talk Event !
#WTEvent2015
Le W(e)Talk Event :
Une rencontre annuelle, résolument positive !
Au cours d’une journée, 8 femmes identifiées pour leurs actions et la pluralité qu’elles incarnent viennent témoigner - sans faux-semblant, ni langue de bois - de leur parcours de vie en écho à une thématique spécifique.
Thème 2015 : Elles réinventent le(ur) monde !
L'édition 2015 a eu lieu le 30 mai à l'Archipel (Paris).
"cuines en penombra de carrers abandonats,
ones que se rompen de silenci dins la mar,
vidres que s'entelen i rellotges que s'aturen,
totes ses mig-hores deixen taques de pintura,
dies de mudances i de llibres mal escrits,
de taules que roden ses escales del meu pis
(...)
i es nigul és vegetal
i sa roca tan antiga
que s'aigua ja circula per ses venes d'una planta
i sa neu que se congela com un riu de lava ... "
(Dies de Mudances_Fora des Sembrat)