Suddenly Monday becomes Sunday, the first day in March becomes the last, and I've been busy trying to live in the moment. Not that Inspiration hasn't tenderly kissed my forehead to leave new blossoming ideas, but for me inspiration is fluid; Clear like water and hard to keep from floating away. My ideas are rarely as vivid as memories, they're mostly very abstract - colorful but pale. For me to keep these ideas can be ever so hard and even though I really should, I'm not exactly walking around with paper and pen to write down what may cross my mind.
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Pludselig er mandag blevet til søndag, den første dag i marts er blevet til den sidste og jeg har haft travlt med at leve i nuet. Ikke at Inspirationen ikke har kysset min pande ømt for at forlade nye blomstrende ideer, men for mig er inspiration flydende; Klart som vand og svært at holde fra at flyde væk. Mine ideer er sjældent så levende som erindringer, de er for det meste meget abstrakte - farverige, men blege. Og selvom jeg virkelig burde, går jeg ikke ligefrem rundt med papir og pen fot at skrive alt ned, som strejfer mine tanker.
Flotte, enkle billeder :) ELSKER at det er sort/hvid!
ReplyDeleteTusind, tusind tak! :)
DeleteI love your shots! It is so random and normal. I love black&white photos, they are full of inspirations!
ReplyDeleteStunning.
ReplyDeleteThis year is flying past for me and I havent even had a chance to breathe. I too have so many ideas I want to implement but with time rushing by like this, I will never get the chance
Thank you :)
DeleteI couldn't understand you better! Busyness and booked calendars, ideas flying a round in your head - life is sometimes one big blur!