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analogowe dyptyki łódzko-warszawskie łódź and warsaw: double feature on filmoigo & mr 1600 asa

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#58

#58

#58

far sides of gardens: (left) had a sign with calls of the local birds transcribed into made-up words, (right) had a bunch of tortoises forming a living sculpture, Raft of the Medusa-style.

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11 years ago
#55

#55

While we were preparing our diptych, we saw in our heads these two fragments:

1

&

2.

Autumn is all about memories, isn't it?

Not very long journey with memories.


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11 years ago
#48

#48

"Nigdy o tobie nie ośmielam się mówić

ogromne niebo mojej dzielnicy (...)"

(Z. Herbert)

  two photos & Dorota's painting incorporated in one of them.


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11 years ago
#53

#53

"Nature’s first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf’s a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay."

(Robert Frost, "Nothing gold can stay")

It's raining outside and I'm wondering what this autumn and winter will change.

"A missing piece I yearn to find".


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