and to never let it go.
l'air.
le calme, la tranquillité, le silence.
la mer.
disconnected mornings to stay alive. ballad of early hours.
puntos de referencia, que nunca nos quedemos cortos de ellos.
made these two a year ago, I had no idea how everyday life was destined to change. were two points of reference at that time, were two spots to remember how ephemeral perspective in life could be. things that were something bigger than those facts. funny path of life.
destined to retention.
dreams, coexisting over different spaces and times.
awakened all night due to 2WD fun. can only think about coffee and bed today.
5 am, Saturday & 1wd. Darkness still ruling outdoors, silence filling these early hours. I’m here. I’m fine. Finding space. And it feels good.
MMXXI.
MMXX.
lune d’hiver.
“Votre âme est un paysage choisi
Que vont charmant masques et bergamasques
Jouant du luth et dansant et quasi
Tristes sous leurs déguisements fantasques.
Tout en chantant sur le mode mineur
L’amour vainqueur et la vie opportune
Ils n’ont pas l’air de croire à leur bonheur
Et leur chanson se mêle au clair de lune,
Au calme clair de lune triste et beau,
Qui fait rêver les oiseaux dans les arbres
Et sangloter d’extase les jets d’eau,
Les grands jets d’eau sveltes parmi les marbres.”
there were roots that lasted for entire generations after death, there were seas of silences that were never dried, mountains were built over their ashes, whole lives were raised by their rests. stories written on the sky.
journey back home.
leftovers.
with love.
ballad of early hours. old house, silence and slow motion ruling this space. all of those memories mixed between the past and present times, nostalgia for a future written on the wall. patience and resilience, learning to save all of these in safety places of memories. documenting life as it goes.
the morning after, surrounded by silence but Philip Glass in the background. early moves and heavy thoughts, intense flow. piano keeps the rhythm.
bells ringing outdoors, a distance space after the borderline.
momentos.
to be retained.
heart wide open.
days without pressure, hours passing slowly, relief, slow living.
re-appreciation of nooks that were called home time ago. stillness of a life far from urban land, perspective of time through an entire life marking a different race, a place with open skies and mystic sense of quietness.
slow movements around. pages that one day were part of unknown books. a lifetime passing. heart is full. wide open.
to recall presence of facts and emotions about being present this time.
back at motion, mind feels relieved. these were underestimated views for a long period of time. common events meaning a whole world nowadays. transition from past days to now. thankful for this.
motion //
“Certes, sous les silences d’antan, -comme, sous la calme surface des eaux, la mêlée des bêtes dans la mer, -je sentais bien grouiller la vie sous-marine des sentiments cachés, des désirs et des pensées qui se nient et qui luttent.”
“La sincérité toujours surmonte les obstacles.”