Moody tonight.
An old, worn down, dilapidated house…with some patches here and there. A mix of old and new. Warm, yellow light seeping through in some windows, only darkness in others.
Look closely and you will find a heart on the window sill, neatly camouflaged.
It is me.
Sylvain Landry – Love. My two dogs loved each other dearly. And I loved the two of them dearly. Now Mille is gone and only Totti is here – left alone. Love very seldom lasts for ever.
Från min senaste resa till Kina och flodfärden på Yangtsekiang, kommer jag för alltid att bära med mig minnena från Water Village. En resa in i det gamla Kina, sinnebilden av kinesisk tradition, konst och måleri, ja även poesi. En oförglömlig vandring i en gången tid. Om du är intresserad kan du gå till hela inlägget. Klicka på länken under bilden.
From my latest trip to China and the Yangtze River, there is one memory that will never be erased – the day we visited Water Village. This day was a hike into the heart of Old China. The essence of every art form, be it painting, writing, marriage traditions… Unforgettable, true beauty.
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Sylvain Landry and SL week: The greatest monumental building I know – The Pothala Palace in Tibet. Tibet has been on top of my dreams since I was a little child. 2009 it came true. The journey of my life.
For Sylvain Landry – Alone. Summer is over and this sweet old lady is sitting alone by the sea. Maybe thinking it might be her last summer…will she come here again next year?
Maybe a cup of coffee is no small subject…but as a cup, it is. Even smaller are morning dew drops. Join in with Cee’s B&W and let us know how you look upon ”Small Subjects”!
A happy place where I can relax and get away from a busy life…WPC wants to know my secrets…and then they are secret no more. Near and far, some easily reached when needed, some only in my world of memories.
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Sitting in my garden listening to bees humming in the flowers.
Walking in ”my” forest every day…
Far away…not easily reachable, but still…in my memory a place of utmost happiness.
Coromandel, NZ.
In Rome…anything might happen. This photographer was very dedicated. See more here.
A Memory, for Sylvain Landry. One of the most heartbraking cemeteries I have visited ever – and I have visited many. This is the Jewish cemetery in Warsaw, where thousands and thousands of Jews are resting after the war massacres. Nobody left to care for the graves. Crumbling stones and solemn trees. A tragedy never to be forgotten.
WordPress – Grid, make it the most important in your photo. Well, grids are not always manmade – you find nature’s grids everywhere…My choice fell on a Vanda, a remarkable Asian orchid, intensely coloured with a splendid grid. This Vanda I found standing in Denmark, outside a hotel.
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