Elena Onoshko-Owens
США,
Дата рождения: 23 января 1983
Родной город: Не указан или скрыт
Подписчиков: 6
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Elena Onoshko-Owens
США,
Дата рождения: 23 января 1983
Родной город: Не указан или скрыт
Подписчиков: 6
Страница пользователя : https://vk.com/id5425356
Elena Onoshko-Owens - фото
Forgetting everything I knew and starting over.
"Đeath is not the greatest loss in life. Ťhe greatest łoss is what dies inside us while we łive"
Norman Couşinş
"Every twist, every turn can challenge our sense of direction. But it's the choices we make when we reach a fork in the road that define who we are."
Diego: And now in the name of forgiveness, let us say a silent prayer for the misguided sinner who shot Brother Sam. Dexter Morgan: [thinking] I'd rather prey *on* him.
"I don't know what made me the way I am, whatever that was, left........"
Dexter Morgan: Oh God!
Travis Marshall: You're gonna burn in hell.
Dexter Morgan: No. I think I belong right here. Because maybe there is a place for me in this world. Just as I am. Light cannot exist without darkness. Each has it purpose. And if there's a purpose to my darkness, maybe it's to bring some balance to the world. Because let's face it, the world is going to be a better place without you.
"I can always see other people's problems more clearly than my own"
Dexter
"There are no secrets in life
Just hidden truths beneath the surface"
Đark Paşşenger
song by Motionless in White
The Joy of Shapes that Dance.
"Sound and gesture are contemporary, identical and indistinguishable... Linked to its own past, the gesture fills up with music and becomes rounded, like the universe.... The beauty of gesture renders time visible".
- Catherine David
Stillness is the canvas against which movement can become beautiful. We can only appreciate movement against stillness. Were everything kinetic, we could not know what movement is. As sound is sistered to silence, movement is sistered to stilln
The Music of the Voice
"And you, who with your soft but searching voice
Drew me out of the sleep where I was lost,
Who held me near your heart that I might rest
Confiding in the darkness of your choice:
Possessed by you I chose to have no choice,
Fulfilled in you I sought no further quest."
- Geoffrey Hill, 'Tenebrae'
I can see down along the music into a perso n - as though the music were a tunnel between them and me.
My drawings are copies of the objects around
My Date with Mummy
by Jennifer Cole Judd
I've burned the scones and muffins,
And brewed my blackest tea.
Everything must be just right
For Mummy's date with me.
I've draped the lamps with cobwebs,
Placed flowers on the sill.
The finest roses, dead and dried,
Will give her such a thrill.
I splash on my new aftershave -
It's Eau de Ninety-Volts.
My suit is tight, it fits just right,
It sets off my new bolts.
She's waiting on the porch step.
Her wraps look so divine!
I kiss her hand, and Mummy smiles.
"Wh
The Rose Is Red because It Rejects Red
"Each object is an abbreviation: its individual frequency absorbs one colour from the spectrum, while the other colours are still present but remain unseen. This is why there is transparency. When the rays of light do not correspond with the individual pulse of an object, the object reflects the light. But we never actually notice or see the light rays which pass through. It is the light rays which the object resists and will not let in that return and reach our eyes
The Eye Is The Destination of Colour
"While the object resists the light, the object is also penetrated by the light. The activity that gives an object its colour has all the play and excitement of lovemaking. Yet much remains hidden in the solitude of the object where the unseen colours continue to dwell. If an object could get up and look at itself in a mirror, it would undoubtedly be surprised at its public countenance. In all probability this is not how it would see itself; the mirror would offer no
"The Imagination sees through a thing to the cluster of possibilities which shrouds it"
"Nothing opens up the mind like the glimps of new possibility. When everything has become locked inside a dead perspective and the consensus is that a cul-de-sac has been reached, new possibility is an igniting spark."
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