well, i wasn't a total wash-up, i did take a few photos from this weekend. here, joan is fixing morgana's hair for her "girl with a wine glass" dance (from ellen's piece "walkaround vermeer.")by day the blue will pale down into white where it touches the white of the land, after sunset it has a new circumference-orange, melting upwards into tenderest purple. but the core of blue persists, and so it is by night. then the stars hang like lamps from the immense vault. the distance between the vault and them is as nothing to the distance behind them, and that farther distance, though beyond colour, last freed itself from blue. -e.m. forster (a passage to india)
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I love Morgana's hair in the top photo.
ReplyDeleteI absolutely LOVE the comment you left on my blog today - in haiku! Awesome.
thanks, grace! we hope to visit my mom in february . . i hope i get to see some moon shadows on snow then!
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