But now she loved winter. Winter was beautiful “up back” – almost intolerably beautiful. Days of clear brilliance. Evenings that were like cups of glamour – the purest vintage of winter’s wine. Nights with their fire of stars. Cold, exquisite winter sunrises. Lovely ferns of ice all over the windows of the Blue Castle. Moonlight […]
We depend on nature not only for our physical survival. We also need nature to show us the way home, the way out of the prison of our own minds. We got lost in doing, thinking, remembering, anticipating – lost in a maze of complexity and a world of problems. We have forgotten what rocks, […]
It would be good to give much thought, before you try to find words for something so lost, for those long childhood afternoons you knew that vanished so completely – and why? We’re still reminded -: sometimes by a rain, but we can no longer say what it means; life was never again so filled […]
I raise up my voice —not so that I can shout, but so that those without a voice can be heard. Malala Work by Brigita Ozolins as part of the Hobart Current: Liberty exhibition. nipaluna / Hobart | Hasselblad 500cm | Tri-X
Without music, life would be a mistake. Friedrich Nietzsche.
Welcome to the music room. The loft at the top of the stairs offers a diverse collection of vinyl as well as a crate or two of LaserDiscs…
Pay attention. Be astonished. Tell about it. Mary Oliver Narawntapu | Hasselblad 500cm | Fuji Pro 160NS