tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389002638979137565.post6486841894487782506..comments2023-10-30T12:42:28.767+01:00Comments on Rose: dc #136: MemoryAriane Reichardthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01480537294172956437noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389002638979137565.post-70915447354530122702014-05-23T09:54:04.314+02:002014-05-23T09:54:04.314+02:00Wun. Der. Schön.
Mehr kann ich gar nicht sagen.
Ic...Wun. Der. Schön.<br />Mehr kann ich gar nicht sagen.<br />Ich bin geflasht von der Pollenzeichnung (zunächst dachte ich, es seie Zucker)...<br />Lass Dir vom Wochenende viele neue Erinnerungen bringen!!tanïahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05728774633394461646noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389002638979137565.post-73918647608245346842014-05-21T07:23:47.327+02:002014-05-21T07:23:47.327+02:00ich mag deine reisebilder, ganz tolle ästhetik und...ich mag deine reisebilder, ganz tolle ästhetik und ein bisschen schwermütig - sehr schön<br />x stefanieStefanie Seltnerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14452810349241014366noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389002638979137565.post-574767597903657122014-05-21T04:18:32.611+02:002014-05-21T04:18:32.611+02:00Hi, Ariane, it struck me: "Memory is fleeting...Hi, Ariane, it struck me: "Memory is fleeting Nobody can clutch it (like love) And it is here, ever.." <br />And I started thinking about this intangible, like memory, or love <br />and came to me, the idea that we ourselves are memory and love. then, in us, memory and love are embodied, become tangible <br />give to others love, and that love will be transformed into memory. <br />I loved your post! <br />Thank you.!!roberto M.https://www.blogger.com/profile/16391708405593430150noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389002638979137565.post-74825878920144832014-05-20T10:29:52.409+02:002014-05-20T10:29:52.409+02:00I really like the beautiful contrasts you´ve used....I really like the beautiful contrasts you´ve used. Love the flower photos.CERULEANhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12998783789023049338noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389002638979137565.post-11973827167717787522014-05-19T16:50:52.887+02:002014-05-19T16:50:52.887+02:00Du hast mir ja von dem Gewitter und dem Himmel erz...Du hast mir ja von dem Gewitter und dem Himmel erzählt, aber das dann zu sehen topt alles, das ist der absolute Wahnsinn, was für eine Reise, die nicht allein mit ein paar Gewitterbildern endet, sondern wie Nadine es sagt, es geht weiter, man saugt Erlebnisse ein, bildet daraus Erinnerungen und zusammen mit kleinen Erinnerungsstücken bilden sie ein Mosaik eines gelebten Lebens, das wie man sieht interessant und vielfältig ist. Die Pollen"zeichnung" dazu ist genial, flüchtig wie ein Gedanke und poetisch wie eine Erinnerung!.<br />Der Hottentot leistet mir bei meinen Erinnerung schöne Gesellschaft ; )<br />barbara beeAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07352999617324383290noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389002638979137565.post-51200880382221537942014-05-19T11:26:44.018+02:002014-05-19T11:26:44.018+02:00well, you are adding a new, beautiful reference to...well, you are adding a new, beautiful reference to what memory is about. i know i am to reread your post tonight, it is so filled with much, with the essence of you too, of what i could grasp, meeting and then letting go. <br /><br />i haven't read a murakami. i should, shouldn't i? i sense it i better. <br />the image of the train wagon at night is so beautiful, perfect light, soul light. <br />drawing with pollen... these fleeting images translating itself into a fond memory of earlier creations and meetings... <br />it does not stop, does it? and i'm glad it doesn't stop. <br />you are in your element yourself, ariane, when you travel. <br />it shows. <br />and i like it. <br />n♥nadine paduarthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15665345657592667666noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389002638979137565.post-31089459618904321472014-05-19T09:35:14.546+02:002014-05-19T09:35:14.546+02:00It's great to see how memory's are working...It's great to see how memory's are working for you. You really were there in that moment, you saw all those beautiful, mysterious, different clouds. Great!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11204461738023113546noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389002638979137565.post-46107540551919948582014-05-19T09:22:28.764+02:002014-05-19T09:22:28.764+02:00wauw, that train ride!
i love your pollen-drawing...wauw, that train ride!<br /><br />i love your pollen-drawing of three Graces ;^)) <br />just a tiny wind and they will be gone<br />only the memory remains<br />such a wonderful post<br /><br />xxx<br />Patrice A.Patrice A.https://www.blogger.com/profile/01327503216837855891noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389002638979137565.post-7161939948047027932014-05-19T04:38:17.364+02:002014-05-19T04:38:17.364+02:00I was wondering how you did the pollen people, ver...I was wondering how you did the pollen people, very cleaver and lovely. So wonderful to consider your journey's full of memories and to see one through your camera lens. So many beautiful memories and images. Tammie Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11279605745446513635noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389002638979137565.post-60012960109040515172014-05-18T21:21:01.267+02:002014-05-18T21:21:01.267+02:00I love all the different connections in this post-...I love all the different connections in this post- the train ride and how moody, the quote from the book- the pollen of your pieces the bouquets- it's like a lovely sentence of longing and remembrance.<br />Simply lovely Arianne! Thanks so much for playing this weekend- hugs KKristen Doneganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12242925260053337308noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389002638979137565.post-37750422411720664682014-05-18T20:24:36.750+02:002014-05-18T20:24:36.750+02:00Ariane, what a great concept to use the pollen and...Ariane, what a great concept to use the pollen and the first challenge artifact to depict memory for this challenge. Your photos always have a way of evoking sweet (mysterious) memory for me. <br />-susAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17790734873076989843noreply@blogger.com