tell the truth as if it were lies

Beautiful segment extracted from Terrence Malick's The New World (2005). Captain Smith meets Pocahontas in a field of grass.

Journey of the sunday

De temps à autre je m'interroge aussi sur le sens de ce carnet.

This morning, I just tried to capture something valid the way i saw it

"And long black shaggy hair hanging in her face"

"And long black shaggy hair hanging in her face"

I contemplate an axe of light

ode to arrhythmia

Something about a shadows ballet on a skin