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i moved where my heart had drifted off to long before. i live on a hill of hundred acres, where my dreams have merged with the view. it is quiet from machine noises yet loud with sounds of horses, dogs, cats chickens and ducks. nature is the true artist in resident and i am just her apprentice who often gets lost in her gaze. once and a while i travel back to cities and foreign places to put into photographs what i have learned, yet always, part of my heart is left on the hill..

Thursday, July 10, 2008

three summers ago on this day

I wish I got this email before. I would've written something.

I'm glad you liked Breathless. My favorite scene is when the woman calls the police on him and refuses to run.

I like all the ambiguity of the ending - how the gun is thrown into his hands, how he runs while shot, how he falls and blows out that last plume of smoke - and how he says one thing to the woman but they hear something completely different - and i like how she looks into the camera and does that Bogart thing with her lips -

I thought there was a sweetness and a comedy to their relationship that reminded me of you

the style of the movie reminded me of you -

i will definitely check out that film you recommended me - about rodin's muse -

it's funny nadia, because i was thinking that you are my muse -

you've already infiltrated this long story i'm working on

and i want to thank you for that

anyway, i know you won't get this til you get back - but i wrote anyway


onesilentwinter said...

although I posted this- I have to admit that it no longer feels like it belongs to me- more like a page in some book of someone else's life-

but appreciate how pure and innocent it once was, it once felt.

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