These hearts were woven of human joys and cares,
Washed marvellously with sorrow, swift to mirth.
The years had given them kindness. Dawn was theirs,
And sunset, and the colours of the earth.
These had seen movement, and heard music; known
Slumber and waking; loved; gone proudly friended;
Felt the quick stir of wonder; sat alone;
Touched flowers and furs and cheeks. All this is ended.
I had lots of fun with dry ice on this one
There are waters blown by changing winds to laughter
And lit by the rich skies, all day. And after,
Frost, with a gesture, stays the waves that dance
And wandering loveliness. He leaves a white
Unbroken glory, a gathered radiance,
A width, a shining peace, under the night
Eigentlich habe ich alles was zu deinen Bauten gesagt werden kann gesagt, aber das hier haut mich vom Hocker! Der Nebel ist fantastisch und die gesamte Atmosphäre sehr stimmig :D. Besonders gut finde ich, das jedes deiner Mocs immer eine außerordentliche Qualität hat.
Your old pal 'Mano is still fascinated by these amazing Surrealist scenes you cook up.... =) Fantastic concept here, the innatainable beauty of the figures in white dresses is very interesting, so great work there. I really like the photo of the mist coming through the dark trees.