Damian Siqueiros Photographer
The flowers of May,
swiftly went away.
Let us toss, and kiss, and play,
on the summery hay. ~ Damian Siqueiros
"... just beautiful. the feel is sublime. i am touched by your artistry, and the way you have captured, for me, the feel of my young manhood. I know how it feels to walk barefoot through fields up to and through mud, puddles and streams. The feel of loose clothing has none of the restriction of Western clothes, and its accompanying ideology of restraint.
The flowers. Walking with Beauty is a walk with the inner self in its intended beautiful form. I was fond of walking with roses I'd either found in the wild, or bought from a vendor. Anyway, it is the ability and understanding of why it is important to walk as a man in the free spaces that imprints the soul with some of the answers to the why of the questions that intrigue our intellect, and stirs our creative energies into motion." ~ Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories 6.6.13
The flowers of May,
swiftly went away.
Let us toss, and kiss, and play,
on the summery hay. ~ Damian Siqueiros
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| June 1, 2013 |
"... just beautiful. the feel is sublime. i am touched by your artistry, and the way you have captured, for me, the feel of my young manhood. I know how it feels to walk barefoot through fields up to and through mud, puddles and streams. The feel of loose clothing has none of the restriction of Western clothes, and its accompanying ideology of restraint.
The flowers. Walking with Beauty is a walk with the inner self in its intended beautiful form. I was fond of walking with roses I'd either found in the wild, or bought from a vendor. Anyway, it is the ability and understanding of why it is important to walk as a man in the free spaces that imprints the soul with some of the answers to the why of the questions that intrigue our intellect, and stirs our creative energies into motion." ~ Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories 6.6.13
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