Drifting, drifting...that's the way it looks on the edges of our civilisation. A drifting, a searching, beyond all the known grounds for an other ground.
from Travels in the Drifting Dawn by Kenneth White
As he travels through the great human desert, this man, this lonely figure endowed with active imagination, has, you may be sure, a higher aim, a more general aim, than that of a mere strolling reporter.
Baudelaire
tutto, in natura, ha una essenza lirica, un destino tragico, una esistenza comica.
santayana
the floating elvis had heard the words the floating elvis had looked out for so long it was time to see the world he was not alone
6 comments:
I like the glittering crush of cans. Nicely done
What's wonderful is that I don't need to see the photo prompt at all. You have made a vivid portrait all your own.
Hmm - will have to study this one a bit more. Some great images!
thanks all!
Deadly! Brilliantly done Swiss.
this way to heaven
from scotland
I like the way you wrapped this up at the finish...You painted some great pictures along the way...
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