Raluca Axon
Apr 12 2011

Not one soul in this world

4 comments   |  tags: , , | posted in black & white, Landscapes, remains of the day

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Mar 11 2011

That place in time

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Calm yourself, old boy. Breathe in. Breathe out. Find the reason. Remember. Retrace.
Follow your footsteps in the past. See them fade away, changing shape and pace as if they constantly belonged to someone else. They did. You died a long time ago, you have died many times and you’ve been reborn as many. You woke up today a stranger from the world and from yourself.
All you know now is that beautiful place she once created in the future with the whisper of a few words, the place you blindly walk towards, the place that bears her name. A place so beautiful that its distant echoes go through your dreams when you sleep, making it real as if you had already been there, a long time ago, perhaps in another life. You can finally rest there, for the first time in your life.

 

 


 

 


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Jan 31 2010

Silent dawn

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Aug 6 2009

The black beach

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Jul 26 2009

somewhere nowhere

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Jul 20 2009

the loneliest place

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Nov 23 2008

fara titlu

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Aug 24 2008

Primordial ground

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Undeva pe langa un mic orasel din Germania numit Leipzig zace un loc uitat de lume, parca aflat la inceputul timpului, cand viata abia incepea sa isi faca apritia sub forma unor microorganisme intr-o supa chimica, sau la finalul lui, cand asta e tot ce a mai ramas. Ceea ce vedeti in imaginile de mai jos reprezinta o fosta exploatare miniera in zona unui orasel german numit Leipzig, o rana adanca lasata in voia pamantului, sa isi adunse sevele si sa o vindece in sute de ani. Gropile din pamant au fost umplute de apa, ce s-a amestecat cu carbunele dand o culoare rosie suprarealista intregului peisaj. Privelistea e o cuprinsa de o liniste incredibila, neexistant picior de om sau animal pe kilometri intregi.



 

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