Please check this out :pray: As you know, I'm a big fan of diptychs and other collaborations. This latest deviation delights me. Two beautiful author's photographs, and poetry in the words. Thank you to all three for sharing this beautiful exchange with us. :floating: "Qu’est-ce que la mémoire qui est en nous, Sinon bien sûr que cet oubli d’un peu tout? Tant de brumes hantent tous nos paysages Où de temps en temps surnagent des images. What is the memory that is in us, Otherwise of course this forgetting of a little bit of everything? So many mists haunt all our landscapes Where from time to time images emerge."
Hi, LualaDy here for OurDreamsWillCome! August is almost upon us, like .... what? I'm fine with getting older, but definitelly not fine with summer running away from me. What did I do to you???? Come baaaack!!!! Ah, anyway, what were we saying? Ah, yes, new artists! The good news is that we'll never run out of them! So let's discover another one, shall we? And stick till the end for a recap of all the group activities you can participate in! THE FEATURE @angevla Though digital art is easilly the most represented media in this group, we still do have some amazing photographers. And we all know how Luala likes photography ^^ RECAP Here's all the other cool stuff you can participate in!!! Monthly Theme: CROPS and HARVESTS (changes soon) Submit your art to the monthly folder, limit is at 1 piece per week. Art Share: PINK / MAGENTA Share a piece from your gallery along with one from another artist. More info in >>this journal
We walk our reality into the night, All this grey of so much rain and uncertainty, To this inverted mirror of our worries, Perhaps there is a little light shining there... The rain erases our steps and strips us naked. Nous marchons notre réalité dans la nuit, Tout ce gris de tant de pluie et d’incertitudes, À ce miroir inversé de nos inquiétudes, Il y a peut-être un peu de lumière qui y luit… La pluie efface nos pas et nous dénude. hyneige Thanks a lot hyneige for the wonderful poetry Merci beaucoup hyneige pour la erveilleuse poésie