So true about silence having a living presence and substance. I'm enjoying traveling to these remote places through your writings. I like that you allow your photos to speak without captions, which might restrict their impact. It brings me right into the places, experiencing the vastness of each photo, puzzling about what exactly I'm seeing. Thank you.
When I first saw the Moon through a telescope, I was awe-struck by the utter, overwhelming presence of 'silence'. It's not that I expected sound, but it exuded silence.
I always dwell on silence in novels or plays/films, poetry. Silence and the presence of absence - perhaps it's time for me to take it further and think more about the nature of it in real life - thank you!
Thank you for this rich share, Nicholas . I will hold it in my heart-mind when I visit one day 💫✨🌟
So true about silence having a living presence and substance. I'm enjoying traveling to these remote places through your writings. I like that you allow your photos to speak without captions, which might restrict their impact. It brings me right into the places, experiencing the vastness of each photo, puzzling about what exactly I'm seeing. Thank you.
Thanks Evelyn. I'm always interested in how words and images can work together - and what can be left unsaid.
When I first saw the Moon through a telescope, I was awe-struck by the utter, overwhelming presence of 'silence'. It's not that I expected sound, but it exuded silence.
I can imagine that. I got interested in the nature of silence when I joined my local zen group - it's special.
I always dwell on silence in novels or plays/films, poetry. Silence and the presence of absence - perhaps it's time for me to take it further and think more about the nature of it in real life - thank you!
Maybe you’ll find distant echoes of your thoughts in this short piece I wrote some time ago: “about fear”: https://open.substack.com/pub/nomadicmind/p/about-fear-on-the-mountain-pass?r=31fxoh&utm_medium=ios
Bowles is such a writer. He makes you question existence, travel, life. Thanks for this.
Thanks Jesse. Yes, his writing resonated with me from an early age and still does.
There heads are green and their hands are blue... is that the from the Jumblies?
...Far and few, far and few,
Are the lands where the Jumblies live;
Their heads are green, and their hands are blue,
And they went to sea in a Sieve.
- Edward Lear