Asiulus aka Joanna Krótka (Poland) - Breaking, 2014 Digital Arts: Paintings
This version of my secondary design work got shot down in crit today, but I still like it. B|
Helen Mirren, the 13th Doctor
Edgar Allan Poe coffee set, mug and cereal bowl dishware by Monika Diamantopoulou
I don’t begrudge the time change - it allows me a commute half in darkness, able to see the world waking up, shaking off the deepest blues. And it gives me the chance to see the hairline fracture in the sky of a dawn emerging - the fire lines of crimson gold, filaments on a horizon.
But there is a certain price paid for this luxury, when on mornings like this, the sunrise is a thick swatch of red and purple that leaves me awestruck - three minutes where color intensified in that one fraction of aerial space. And its boldness was just a reminder that when framed in memory, this sight would fade and could never be replicated. Words hold no parallel power.
By the time I left the bridge that framed the dawn, then emerged from the artificial light of the tunnel, the sky’s fire was in the rear view - diffusing into dim yellow, into the washed out state of morning. And I found myself longing for the shadows again, if only to see that brief, rippling shift.