Dear Destiny,
I got the hints. You’re very persistent. I’ll try not to run away as much.
-Mary
Taking the Road
A Marianna Marisova Photography Blog
Marianna Marisova is a published fine art, fashion, and portrait photographer based in New York City.
"My world, my plot of land,
My ground, my asphalt,
My sand.
This is not where my foot rested, nor my knee.
This is the mountain of my body,
This is where I've been."
Everything is only practice.
Above- self portrait with scanner, 2006
"My world, my plot of land,
My ground, my asphalt,
My sand.
This is not where my foot rested, nor my knee.
This is the mountain of my body,
This is where I've been."
Everything is only practice.
Above- self portrait with scanner, 2006
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Even the most tangled, knotted string is blessed with the caress of mother universe as her hands weave it into the ultimate pattern of creation.
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Love from all four corners of the earth, and the other four, and the other four, and the other four, and the other four, and the other four, and the other four, and the other four, and the other four, and the other four, and the other four, and the other four, and the other four, and the other four, and the other four, and the other four, and the other four… ;)
-M.
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A tribunal gathering of hearts in confinement..
Accompanied by an Emily Dickinson poem-
Part One: Life
XCVIII
WHILE I was fearing it, it came,
But came with less of fear,
Because that fearing it so long
Had almost made it dear.
There is a fitting a dismay,
A fitting a despair.
’T is harder knowing it is due,
Than knowing it is here.
The trying on the utmost,
The morning it is new,
Is terribler than wearing it
A whole existence through.
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And in the end I want to be in the beginning: fearless and love-full.
Digital Art: A glowing tree and star trails during a long exposure
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Brianne Searches, circa 2008.
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Mary-Jane, in the woods.
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The Origin of Stars, 5.1.2009
One day, the sky will turn it’s face and toss us back into space. And we’ll float to the stars where gravity will grant us lighter hearts and lighter thoughts. Then we’ll give up our air to live on love and marry the Universe and glow with our happiness.
And the people of the new world will toss their heads back and wonder where we came from..
With love,
M.
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