Many years ago I spent a summer studying Chinese in Taipei, Taiwan. One Sunday we went to the Sun Yat-sen Memorial Hall, which has a large plaza in front of it. The plaza was crowded, and the sky above was filled with hundreds of kites, all dancing together in the wind. @soulreserve's photo and poem remind me of that afternoon.
My Spirit Soars
“A little thought floats away, unobserved… hidden among the flying kites, and my spirit soars”
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I don’t know what community the owners of Tumblr think they’re protecting, but mine does not exclude erotica (AKA « adult content »). This change is yet more evidence that the owners of this and other platforms are in fact publishers and should be held to account for their content. (I’m looking at you, Facebook.)
“The formula for doing a good job in photography is to think like a poet.” — Imogen Cunningham #WomensHistoryMonth 📷My Signature, 1973 #ICPCollections
December 26 (Boxing Day), 2021: With the Webb Telescope finally and safely off the ground and headed away from Earth, it seems like an apt moment to create a spacey digital collage. Thanks to @katebryan_art for her post of Brussels sprouts of a couple days ago, celebrating the season, whose green I borrowed for green fractal swirls and a couple of planetessimals. (at The Solar System) https://www.instagram.com/longjing88/p/CX8xDhDLiA3/?utm_medium=tumblr
“Do you ever feel your life has turned into something you never intended?”
Nocturnal animals, Tom Ford, 2016
the leaves of tea at the bottom of the cup, reveal patterns, a makebelieve story of us, images swirl rinsed with tea, familiar, fragrant a horde of fragile memories, delicate as the porcelain of my moods, and a heart lost in a million thoughts of you.
© SoulReserve 2017
you and me earth and moon
and our melting sky so full of shadows
aflame we’ll meet again quietly like this
let the world wonder our longing
we’ll tiptoe a little closer and kiss.
© SoulReserve 2018
A non-sorted terrigenous deposit of large clasts in a matrix of fines.
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