“To walk as a pilgrim is to see the sky, the stars and earth in a new way – to meditate upon them with open eyes, heart and soul.” © Fredrich Wallwitz
TO AUTUMN. 1. SEASON of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run; To bend with...
Autumn sliped into Paris yesterday, came silently down Boulevard St Michel, In sultry heat, past boughs sullen and still, and met me on its way. As I walked on to where the Seine flows by, little twig...
This is the second of a two-part Fotolog special on street art. Read part 1 here. Art in Buenos Aires is the blonde student with the Che Guevara shirt ignoring the Peruvian immigrant playing a guitar for coins....
This is the first of a two-part Fotolog special on street art. Read part 2 here. Whether it’s done in protest, to mark territory, or simply to express; whether it’s evaluated as art, as vandalism...
Above: Reading on the Bus ——————————— First Snow, D.C. Respectable Establishment Romantic Meal for One, Bern My Sister’s Dimple Music...
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