Tag: Jurljin
Es war eine seltsame Zeit im Jahr. Schnee und Kälte waren gegangen und die Welt verharrte in dieser kargen Trostlosigkeit des Winters, der seinen Zauber verloren hatte. Alles wartete. (Und das erste Grün, das irgendwo zwischen den verdorrten Blättern aufblitzte, versprach, dass dieses Warten nicht vergeblich sein würde…)
…it was a strange time of year. Snow and cold had gone and the world lingered in this barren desolation of winter that had lost its magic. Everything was waiting. (And the first green that flashed somewhere among the old withered leaves promised that this waiting would not be in vain…)
Sometimes there is a lot of overlap between Jurljin and Cherrytree project. Maybe that’s good to think about and become clearer to myself about what the real core of the respective projects is. Maybe it’s also good to think about whether the two projects actually merge into one project at some point.
[Maybe it’s also bad because sometimes it makes me feel like my thinking doesn’t make any sense and like not understanding myself.]
I took the photos for the “Cherry Tree” project and was a little hesitant to use them for “Jurljin” at the same time. However, I think there will always be overlaps in some parts…. [maybe parts of Jurljin are part of the Cherrytree project?!?]
She had forgotten who she was. She had forgotten who she was. And the razor blade on her skin whispered: “This is you. Can you feel it? This is you, this is you. You are sadness. Emptiness.
Oh, you are that funny, senseless pain.
Accept that, my darling.
You are the cry that is silent…
and yet never stops crying the always same.”
NANNIMENSCH 