tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736439641773532641.post1828551935809655992..comments2023-10-14T18:09:31.123+03:00Comments on fourteenth: Simone WeilM.Cassapidishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13345550033529816544noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736439641773532641.post-71597221977081991782012-08-24T00:42:19.564+03:002012-08-24T00:42:19.564+03:00i love this here))) it becomes something else. h...i love this here))) it becomes something else. how is that? somehow simone weil's words and james' photograph reflect some of your light. there is something important in this to discover.<br /><br />xo<br />erinerinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16636371927224076866noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736439641773532641.post-65598768083391056782012-08-17T17:08:26.808+03:002012-08-17T17:08:26.808+03:00"to love without imagining" is hard ... ..."to love without imagining" is hard ... as if we stand before a window and try to see outside, it is hard to see the world, without covering it in our own reflections ... perhaps helping us to move out of the way is the real work that art does ...<br /><br />the photo could never find a better home than this :-)))<br /><br />.James Owenshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07614935078978354375noreply@blogger.com