Sunday, July 4, 2010

ONCE UPON A TIME THERE WAS A WINTER CHILD



I have already spoken about the fact that photographs of days of old have cast a spell on me.
Last year the gods showed me a special sign of their love and appreciation and fueled my fire because they led me into a shop where I found a Victorian family photo-album with monochrome pictures of four generations.

I am visual person but I also have enough words in me to describe the world to a blind man.
When I look at something, that something turns into a poem, a story, an expression or a rime immediately.

The child that I saw on this photo became the ' winter-child " for me the same moment I looked at it.

I have created a greeting card of it's beautiful and innocent image. 
It is winter in it's expression and it has the winter in it's eyes. 
There are people in this world that are like the winter in their nature. 
And this boy or girl is a child of winter for me.

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