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Shingo Shaun Yamazaki: http://www.shinyamazaki.com/
Iranian collage artist Ashkan Honarvar
Arghavan Khosravi, Iran
Montenegro moment #kotor #marchescape #trip (at Kotor Bay, Montenegro) https://www.instagram.com/p/BvrLoTggOit/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=pjvhca36bdcv
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We spent the evenings making wood chippings,
The light was dim, tungsten yellow
We’d never known the tree felled for this enterprise
Anonymous, its planks lay pale at our feet.
Beauty captured by artist Diane Dal-pra, 2018
Vintage Firework Illustration (credit to: www.booooooom.com).
Winter mornings, When bad news could cut you like a shard of glass.
2310
Trespasser metamorphoses her skin to reptilian
A spine buckles
“I thought that we had an understanding…”
Between two, three, infinite
That which is unspoken can never be fully understood.
Heart glazed with sickening front
Chest pocket, free to rifle in
Flints ready – a spark is too easily taken
As a guiding light to a common cave.
snow cometh #winter #germany #town (at Wipfratal) https://www.instagram.com/p/BpSG43Igc5Q/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1c3hlu4jz03wf
Denial is a broad paintbrush, obscuring the space where difference could be made.
Searching for Flavour in the Capital of Fashion
A long weekend in Milan, the city famed for delectable glamour, satisfies the cultural palate but leaves a slightly bland taste in the mouth.
Day 1: An Epic Journey through the Alps and our First Pizza
The afternoon train journey from Switzerland’s Lausanne Gare to Milano Centrale is boundlessly stunning. Winding through the Alps one is silenced by beauty. The mountains’ rugged might towers stoically above the carriages of the Eurocity train. One peers around vistas and cherishes the novelty of a border-crossing on the ground. Thrilled by hopes of a Poirot-esque crime scene as border guards enter, we nevertheless pass smoothly through the delightfully named town of Domodossala into Italy.
The train carriages themselves leave much to be desired but the traces of antecedent vovagers and the slight cool breeze are soon forgotten as views of harsh limestone turn to snowy peaks which peel off to reveal the majestic Lake Maggiore. This is one of the renowned Italian Lakes which serve as tranquil holiday destinations for regular tourists and celebrities alike.
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home in the woods #ticino #offgrid #woods (at Intragna, Switzerland)
plants
They had been growing fervently
Since after you left
No longer subtle
They escaped the materiality of concrete pot
Becoming something wilder, spilling…
I left them at my mothers,
Tendrils nurtured for many months
Months of absence, silence and nostalgia
We were fathoms, flights, thoughts away
It’s September again now and they are all but gone, browned beyond former belief
In a symbolic move too trite to garner any veritable feelings
Their audacious florescence and decline seeming slightly absurd.
Clarity //? #flowers #lake #suisse #water (at Lugano, Switzerland)
Monk
There are no hidden rooms here
No secret chambers
Only thrown shadows in which you can nestle
Let those stories, the ones you know too well,
So well that they ring tinnitus in your ears
Let those stories set you on fire
One final time.
Self-immolation
The sacrifice of one for many.
Eros bound//fallen by Igor Mitoraj #sculpture #art #suisse (at Lugano, Switzerland)