Tag Archives: The Moon

Impossible Textures of the Sea / Light Fizzles

On the last day of 2017, the impossible textures of the sea . . A full moon emerges rises, observes . . Constant flux underfoot, new paths .   Sustaining coastal energies, wind, sea spray changing colours of the tide     Cloud and … Continue reading

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Some Questions of the Drift

“I ask you:  – What is the weight of light?“ – Clarice Lispector ≈ ≈ ≈ . . .  – What are the colours of time? . . . . .  – What are the sounds of the stones? . . .. … Continue reading

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