10-30-2009, 05:54 AM | #1 (permalink) |
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Follow Your Heart
I was walking around town, admiring the fall colors, when I stumbled on some hearts painted on a sidewalk and railing. Found some more later. So now I'm working on a photo series as I find them. Here's a taste:
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10-30-2009, 12:12 PM | #4 (permalink) |
Tilted
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spotted more today, but I don't have my camera with me (plus it's raining out). Going back tomorrow to shoot them when I have more time and the weather should have cleared.
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10-30-2009, 07:03 PM | #6 (permalink) |
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maybe its a trail leading somewhere?
i hope it didnt end on that ledge though... interesting thread
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11-26-2009, 08:09 PM | #8 (permalink) |
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Reminds me of the stuff my friend and I did around Chicago.
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11-28-2009, 06:35 AM | #10 (permalink) |
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how interesting. And great photos too, thanks for sharing!
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Whether we write or speak or do but look We are ever unapparent. What we are Cannot be transfused into word or book. Our soul from us is infinitely far. However much we give our thoughts the will To be our soul and gesture it abroad, Our hearts are incommunicable still. In what we show ourselves we are ignored. The abyss from soul to soul cannot be bridged By any skill of thought or trick of seeming. Unto our very selves we are abridged When we would utter to our thought our being. We are our dreams of ourselves, souls by gleams, And each to each other dreams of others' dreams. Fernando Pessoa, 1918 |
12-11-2009, 07:55 AM | #11 (permalink) | |
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Still have no idea who or why. I seem to have missed a few though, and the blizzard I'm living in right now is not conducive to walking around and finding them.
Here is an article about the hearts from the local paper: Quote:
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