18
Giu
2009
0

L’esistenza un volo diventò per me

La conoscenza del mezzo, inteso come lo strumento di cui ci si avvale, per raggiungere un fine e non la sua identificazione nel fine stesso.

Complicato??? Claro que no!!!

5 Responses

  1. Ok, I read your first blog entry and it was absolutely beautiful. Uplifting. I am not sure if I am a poet or a navigator, but certainly I am a dreamer. This image (dare I ask what camera you used??) is what a dreamer sees, always looking upward to the sky. It’s dizzying. I can look at it for hours.
    Whatever format you are using these days, I find it interesting that you frame them to look like polaroids. Are they polaroids? I know your love and affection for the format, now forever gone (though I am sure you have a secret and much guarded stash somewhere). Is this homage?

  2. mm
    Photogeisha

    Dear Richela, I’m very happy to read your “dreaming” words.
    Yes, it’s a Polaroid. An original one. I still have some film left.
    So this is just an homage to my dreams. The title says, more or less: My existence just become a fly for me.

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