Flux

Swirling
Gliding
Flowing
Between
Each breath
Through
Each beat
Immersing
Within
Throughout
Touching
Tasting
Feeling
Knowing
Truth
Faith
Love
Serenity
Self

(c) 2006 Dvs

Life

There is no end
Without beginning
No exit
Without entrance
Death
Without life
Take in
First breath
Of rebirth
Of new life
Neverlasting
Ever casting
Hopeful doubt
Of light contrasting
To begin the end
Of life relived
Life unlived

(c) 2006 Dvs

Angela revisited...Guns, apples and a bikini

It's been a long time since I had a shoot like this...no elabortate plans whatsoever...just the artist, the girl, an impromptu shopping spree, grabbing some random props and just having fun...

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Visions of Zentai - An exploration with model Siddella

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It's in this moment...

There is a small scene
Just a single moment
When throughout the chaos
Throughout the pain
That what you were always seeking
Wanting
Needing
Has been in front of you
All along the way

(From the final scene of the film Strange Days)

Lori Carson & Graeme Revell - Fall In The Light

It's in this moment
Hold on
When everything has come apart
It's in this moment
Right now
When it can come together
Raise your sights
What's there to lose?
Fall in the light
Fall in the light

In all this trouble
Hold on
To the innocence with which you were born
There's so much struggle
Be strong
Find the faith you need to carry on
It's a long night
You're not alone
Fall in the light
Fall in the light

Sweet air it falls into place
Sun through the haze
Doesn't it feel a little like grace

It's in this moment
Hold on
When everything has come apart
It's in this moment
Right now
When everything comes together
Raise your soul
What's there to lose
Fall in the light
Fall in the light
Fall in the light

(Hold on...and I will catch you)

Visions of Z

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Raven

She floated down
Gracefully returning
A beautiful raven
Singing from the heart
Of passions untaken
Of love denied
By another

I sit in silence
As she sadly sings
Of beautiful hope
Of wondrous dreams
Painful songs
I've sung before
Amidst her wings
When I had a voice
When I sang loudly
Gloriously
Of her

Rodin's "Awakening"

The beginning of a new series tributing the works
of various masters of art

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Revelations...

I finally have a breath to do something within my blog that I told myself I wouldn't do...babble. I saw Cirque de Solei's Delirium last week and it left me...inspired...hopeful...at peace. Granted, it wasn't one of the better Cirque's, but about midway, I saw something amazing within the story subtly lying inside moving art and theatrics...myself. Where one often hovers over their own life...drowns within waves of memories...entangles within anguish and submits to hopelessness. But within this, there was a simple need...a most simple desire. To fly. To soar above all of this. To not only touch light, but embrace it and relish it with pure childlike joy and happiness. I saw the shear ecstatic exhilaration on his face when he finally gave in and held what he didn't know he desired most...and it brought tears to my eyes...and a much needed breath of relief. This simple scene made me realize that I have to stop watching life from above or below...stop living through the lives of others...start reaching towards my own light and soar. Soar.