"Where there is perhaps a province in which the photograph can tell us nothing more than what we see with our own eyes, there is another in which it proves to us how little our eyes permit us to see." ~Dorothea Lange
Was drawn to this by the title from the new images gallery and found a work I really like. The internal lights gives the design structure and energy and overall it makes a great desktop. Tommy
“I knew I could make some wings/ Because I knew the art of trying/ I had done all the passionless things/ Long practiced the poetry of implying/ This was the end of just talking/ The riotous rattling of tongues/ These were the last days of walking/ Into the boredom to come/ The inversion of flesh into feathers/ The alchemy of blood into bone/ An ascent from the tyranny of tethers/ A gravity-led life has condoned/ An act of rebellion and beauty/ The cold inquisition of light/ A caesarean birth of the notion/ The heart in its cage can take flight”/
Now you have went and done it these colors are just so perfect and your image is so imaginary thank you for sharring this with us keep up the good work.
Take care and god bless you
Deana
Every once in awhile you meet some one new then you wonder are you real or just here for the fun of it? The words you speak seem to be written from a script and you are in a play just acting the words out.
Real life is not a play its for real so never take any one for granted. Take care and may god bless you and your families each and every day.
Deana
:)PJ