A woman speaks… camera scripta, camera picta… a room…
Won’t you cover, cover
Won’t you do this for me?
And cover me from the sun
Beautifully done !
Oh! thank you so much…
Gosh, I like the mood you created with this image. Post processed or original?
Thank you so much for your comment! it is post processed with nostalgia of the old photos and dark rooms…
Adorei a fotografia. Ficou com um aspecto muito nostálgico.
Já dei uma vista de olhos pelo blog… fiquei impressionado com o excelente trabalho. Parabéns.
Muito obrigada, Ricardo! E obrigada também pelas tuas palavras generosas!
Nice – where did you get the photo?
Thank you. To get? to take the photo… in a place near Lisbon, called Alcácer do Sal, a place were rice grows!
Nicely done. The repeated ‘dear darkness’ carry a mournful refrain through this short piece. Beautiful.
Thank you so much, for your lovely comment!!
No problem. It’s well-deserved. Perhaps you’ll send something to our slush pile at PP&P someday? This stuff would fit nicely. Dave
A very nice idea, thank you! I love your “mission”!!
What a beautiful and poignant image Kari-
Thank you, thank you, Meg!! Thank you so much for your support!!
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