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I got a certain sense of longing from these three, Maureen, Dave and Rex, well that's what I've named them. I love the expressions on their faces. Dave is imagining sitting back in his chair reading the papers whilst Maureen cooks Sunday lunch. Maureen for her part, is daydreaming about how different her life could have been had she not gotten pregnant when she was 18 and settled down with Dave. Rex is thinking "woof!, I'd catch those fucking seagulls if only this oaf would just put me down on the ground".
A performance of "(Be)longing," Created by the award-winning team of Byron Au Yong and Aaron Jafferis, "(Be)longing" is a powerful performance event reflecting our society’s collective emergence from large-scale tragedies. Locally cast singers, beatboxers, and hip-hop artists present an original, staged oratorio about belonging, isolation, healing, and community. Prompted by our collective understanding and judgments around the Virginia Tech and Newtown tragedies, (Be)longing reflects on the impact of violence and considers deeper ways to connect and build communities of safety and support. At the International Festival of Arts and Ideas in New Haven, Conn., on Sun., June 18, 2017.
All this is, is a man walking up and down this street looking in the restaurant., But perhaps he looking at what his life was and who he lived it with and thinking of a life of time gone by...
For a New Beginning
John O'Donohue
In out-of-the-way places of the heart,
Where your thoughts never think to wander,
This beginning has been quietly forming,
Waiting until you were ready to emerge.
For a long time it has watched your desire,
Feeling the emptiness growing inside you,
Noticing how you willed yourself on,
Still unable to leave what you had outgrown.
It watched you play with the seduction of safety
And the gray promises that sameness whispered,
Heard the waves of turmoil rise and relent,
Wondered would you always live like this.
Then the delight, when your courage kindled,
And out you stepped onto new ground,
Your eyes young again with energy and dream,
A path of plenitude opening before you.
Though your destination is not yet clear
You can trust the promise of this opening;
Unfurl yourself into the grace of beginning
That is at one with your life's desire.
Awaken your spirit to adventure;
Hold nothing back, learn to find ease in risk;
Soon you will be home in a new rhythm,
For your soul senses the world that awaits you.
"So heres your lullaby
no girl dont cry
just rest your head and go to bed
your time will come to fly away"
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Spencer is sitting in the window watching large hunks of ice fall off of the roof line onto the porch roof.
As you can see, the Christmas wreaths are still hanging on the windows outside. I am always critical of people who do not take their house decorations down after the holidays, however at this point they might have to stay up until Easter! Dragging a big ladder up onto the porch roof in order to reach the third floor roof line isn't a safe job to attempt in this snow and ice!
In the past couple of weeks my pot of "Hen & Chicks" has really taken off. Look at all the new growth!!!
Time does fly ...
I saw this image again today ..
Almost 2 years since i first shoot this .. also found the discription i had written back them when i frist posted it in Phot o.net
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Suchitra Vijayan Photo.net Patron, July 07, 2004; 09:18 A.M. (edit | delete)
I guess we all associate different meaning and interpretations to things,this picture was taken on the day my best freind and house mate was moving out of her room. So after pulling down most stuff the room looked empty, the room was a living memory happy days, tears, and much much more. 2 girls who had lived together and grown into adult life together are no longer going to live together.. It marked an end of an era .. we all would be soon moving away to different stages in our lives. Emptiness cos ...I felt a suddent pang of emptiness at least for that one moment..... a mix of nostalgia and a feeling that things might never be quite the same again and thats when i wrote down those lines ....makes sense?
Photographer:
Lorenza De Marco - www.lorenzademarco.it/
Model:
Bola Alabi
Make Up Artist:
Fabiana Finaldi - www.facebook.com/FabianaFinaldi.MUA
Stylist:
Valeria Iodice @ Muses In The Spotlight - www.facebook.com/MusesInTheSpotlight
Stylist Assistant:
Rossella Ogliarulo
Backstage:
Enrica Penta
"Oh that it were possible,
After long grief and pain,
To find the arms of my true love,
Around me once again"
--Alfred, Lord Tennyson
260/365: This week was so busy that I kept longing for Sunday to come. Today, I woke up to have a yummy brunch and spend what was left for the day taking yummy naps with my love...
July 2006
This Sunday was our last day together before Erik hade to leave for some family holiday. We decided to make the most of it. First we visited the MetroArt-exhibition and the Sune Jonsson meats Walken Evans-exhibition at Kulturhuset in Stockholm. The first one kinda sucked, but the second one was great. Then we had some nice Indian take away and after that we went to the cinama and saw the outstandning movie "The Squid and the Whale". The night ended in front of the telly whilst Italy won the world cup.
Sundays with Erik are the best. Now over to some longing for twelve days...