if we had to exist to become the one we love,
what would the heart have to create?
rainer maria rilke (excerpted from "blank joy")
object #4 and random pics
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Sunday, October 11, 2009
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17 comments:
My mother used to collect and hold stones like these. They were her 'worry stones.' Beautiful. Something so simple can be so soothing.
Hi Steven--
Almost like a delicate and transient Japanese water painting. I don't know why I'm so attracted to rocks. I don't think I've ever seen an ugly one. Thank you for capturing this Wabi Sabi moment.
Best,
Kathleen
that's a lovely delicate shadow...
Truly fabulous steven, and it says it all.
Beautiful stones, steven - somehow they speak for themselves without further words.
hello butternut - we have several of these stones around the house. these stones were down by our pool where almost all the plants have dried. i noticed this one little plant's shadow cast over the pebble. have a peaceful day. steven
hello kathleen, a very simple, small, powerful moment. i'm glad you enjoyed this. steven
hello crafty green, i was glad to see it and happier to share it! steven
hello titus, thankyou - sometimes it's happy-making for me to say a little less. it seems to say more!!! steven
hello weaver, i agree. so much of what is small and apaprently inconsequential in nature is so filled with meaning. have a lovely day in the dale. steven
There's beauty at every turn, just waiting to be seen.
The stones say a story... the visual is very soothing.
And indeed, what would the heart have to create, if we were to be the one we love... it is a confusing thought for me...
Shadow across stone.
Your photo is like Haiku.
Eternal moment.
You have an eye for the beauty in the ovcerlooked, the uncommon in the commonplace.
Hi Steven
Your stones are like shadow fossils in Japanese style...
I don't quite understand the rilke...
Happy days
I love this! The second photo is amazing.
hi ellen - thankyou very much. steven
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