Rose

Sonntag, 8. November 2015

dc #179: LIMINAL

I've went a half round around the Binnenalster (the Inner Alster) to
the Hamburger Kunsthalle to meet Barbara Bee for the exhibit of Emil Nolde
this Friday

Did you recognize the grey in the photos? Grey: not black, not white, somewhere between.

A dangerous color, too close to a depression. Maybe, 'cause it feels like stagnation, but it isn't. Here it means the '1' of a breathing in exercise, the little break between two regular breathing, liminal

7 – 1 – 7

(same between ebb and flow)

So, when I am in limbo

I wrap myself in a cuddly (fake) fur and

hold the rope, my golden thread of love, a little bit tighter

and enjoy some more exhibits:
Visual leader in the Deichtorhallen
Museum für Kunst und Gewerbe
Art Tea Shop No. 9 from Lili Nalovi + Jesko Willert

I have found at the flower shop some very early willow catkin
(not so grey like those I used for the dc #165) and make a cape for my paper doll (of the very first drawing challenge!) add new arms and a crown of a single, dried blossom of a hydrangea and, of course, the golden thread.

Veronica is our host for this weekend's drawing challenge No. 179 with her theme 'liminal'.
It has been a celebration, Dear, thank you! (I've photographed the sparrows in pic 3 for you)

For more, please visit her amazing place.

And now (or later) have a good night.
Sun will rise, i. a. few hours, again

Mittwoch, 4. November 2015

A year after

Detail

1989

2009

Detail

Trage Nagellack: 'in the lobby' and 'carry on'

während ich mit großer Kraft regennasse Schichten von großformatigen Fotos auseinanderziehe,
vorsichtig, Stück für Stück. Diese Negativabzüge sind trotz Mappe im Löschwasser in der Burg am Eisenbach miteinander zu einem dicken Packen verschmolzen. Zwischendurch waren sie auch gefroren und mit Schimmel überzogen. Den Sommer über habe ich sie auf dem Balkon der Wärme und dem Licht ausgesetzt und nun durch Regen wieder gewässert, damit ich sie überhaupt auseinander bekommen. Alle, alle Negative von 20 Jahren Analogfotografie sind im Feuer auf dem Dachboden verbrannt.

Plötzlich und unerwartet steigen mir Tränen in die Augen, manchmal,
ein Jahr danach. Und immer wieder Hoffnungsschimmer, Inspiration:
Feuer und Wasser, vereint.

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Wear nail polish: 'in the lobby' and 'carry on'
during I pull apart with great strength all wet layers of large-sized photos, carefully, a bit at a time. These prints were despite portfolio melded to a fat stack in the Castle at the Eisenbach from the water for firefighting. In the meantime they were frozen and coated with mildew. All through the summer I exposed them to heat and light and now watered them again through the rain, so I can pull them apart anyway. All, all negatives of 20 years of analog photography were burned in the fire of the attic.

Suddenly and unexpectedly tears wells in my eyes, sometimes,
a year after. And, again and again shimmer of hope, inspiration:
fire and water, unifies.

It's all a phase, liminal

(See you with this theme at Veronica's this weekend!)

Sonntag, 1. November 2015

... Oktober... November... (new dc host + theme!)

{Sonniger} Übergang von Oktober zu November

Grün wird Gelbgold, feuriges Orange... Braun garniert mit etwas Pink, das
sich zu einem spirituellen Violet vertiefen kann, etwas Trauerschwarz dazu, eher Abschiedsschmerz, lichtes Silbergrau wie ein nebeliger Tag, Nieselregen.

{Sunny} passage from October to November

Green becomes yellow golden, fiery orange... brown garnished with some pink, which
can deepened to a spiritual violet, a tad mourning black, rather pain of parting,
light-toned silvergrey like a foggy day, drizzle.