Tag: light
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Dawn Triad
‘Faith is the bird that feels the light when the dawn is still dark.’ Rabindranath Tagore
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Come on over!
www.cambodianchapter.wordpress.com My travel blog is the most current place to see what I am working on, where I have been and very soon (she says teasingly) I will tell you just where Green By Name is heading next. So come on over, it’s about to get very, very exciting!!
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Fields of Bliss…
Sorry dear blog, it’s been too long, I got lost in the fields of the ‘shire there a while, come see… Blissfields 2011
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Embracing Experience
A butterfly loving friend arrived at my door one night with a cocoon. It started vibrating not long after, by the time I settled into my bed a butterfly had been born. Early sunrise woke us both and I took this before opening the window…
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I am molten
I am molten, glowing, deep sun resides in me. Chloroform like, my scent infuses the air. TG
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A Brighton Promenade
I got a parking ticket today, booooooo! But I also took these photo’s for no good reason bar snapping, yaaaaayyy! To take a different view of Brighton than the obvious was my challenge and on editing I found myself returning to my love of colour and abstraction. Come for a little promenade… All rights reserved…
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Odes to snow ★
‘And so The Snow Queen also became a story about the need to seek equilibrium, in our own lives, with the natural world, even within the universe at large.’ Joan Vinge ‘Magic is this layer of peace nature brings us with her frozen tears’ FT ‘The snow goose need not bath itself to make itself…
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Red leaves falling …
red leaves are falling like spinning dervishes on the eddies of the wind ulalating their final song we give you fire and glory before the dark months catching light in our veins. fruit, fecund, ripening, rotting lies on the good earth final food for hungry wasps our death. your life. they buzz. ©2010 Tori Green.
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In search of the grey mare
With such lovely autumnal sunshine I headed out to the New Forest this week with the intention of trying to capture some sunset landscapes and grey mares to photograph. White horses have a deep connection to the south of England their images carved in chalk on hilltops but it was Epona’s mare I sought. After…
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In celebration of leaves
In one of my mother’s diaries, writing about my first year, it says that I seemed to be only soothed by watching the leaves above me from the comfort of my pram. The patterns, colours and movement of leaves I do find fascinating. The veins of chlorophyll like a road system spreading across a continent.…
