And knows that yesterday is but today’s memory and tomorrow is today’s dream.

source : @cheminer-poesie-cressant​

cet après-midi, le vent a fait de la lagune une vraie vaste mer ; l’eau qui a repris ses reliefs, ses forces, ses désirs de vagues dans une amplification croissante d’un lointain invisible ; la ville a gagné des horizons sur lesquels elle s’appuie avec plus d’insistance et de certitude en amont et en aval de sa présence

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this afternoon, the wind turned the lagoon into a vast sea; the water regained its contours, its strength, its desire to form waves in a growing amplification of an invisible distance; the city gained horizons on which it leans with greater insistence and certainty, upstream and downstream of its presence

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© Pierre Cressant

“stop and go” / Venice / Italy / ©julialametta

It’s never too late to change the direction that your life is going in.

How i make sense of the world is to turn it into myth and fable

To tell someone not to be emotional is to tell them to be dead.

Every artist was first an amateur.

// Ralph Waldo Emerson