a bruised & a fallen sky pressed all up against us
It’s a bruised and a fallen sky / Pressed all up against us / And it’s just as true, so far away / But I can be there by breakfast / I just drive on through to you / So as the past goes breaking by / Where are you tonight? (Richard Buckner as sung by Jeffrey Foucault)
posted: Dezember 18, 2016
under: colour, pictures, rural sketches
tags: 35mm, colour, countryside, hiatus, img, Jeffrey Foucault, M9
Us Bavarians have patented the „ideal world“. The bruised sky is outside, ours is white and blue.
Where I´m tonight? That’s a question I have when I’m alone in my hotel room. And looking at the wall it happens sometimes that I find a kind of answer! Thanks a lot, bro, for collecting these small details of our lives. These wabi sabi suki things.
i just LOVE this photograph, the way you capture things that go unseen, it’s magic, YOU are magic!