"To the artist, a glistening jagged jewel.
A must for the waiting canvas.
Sculpted, tapered, then dropped to Earth
By gods from unknown places." ~~ excerpt from 'Icicles' by Linda Cann Pearson
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"All photographs are memento mori. To take a photograph is to participate in another person’s (or thing’s) mortality, vulnerability, mutability. Precisely by slicing out this moment and freezing it, all photographs testify to time’s relentless melt."— Susan Sontag
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4 comments:
Oooh, love those clear icicles against that blue sky. Great picture! Love it and the quote is perfect!
thanks, Ann!
Very pretty! You always have the best icicles :o)
Those icicle don't look like they could kill anyone. :)
Pretty picture - pretty verse.
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