It is our task to imprint this temporary, perishable earth into ourselves so deeply, so painfully and passionately, that its essence can rise again, invisibly, inside us. We are the bees of the invisible. We wildly collect the honey of the visible, to store it in the great golden hive of the invisible.
Rainer Maria Rilke
3 comments:
I'm going to go about today getting imprints of the visible! What fun.
Imprinting today.
stunning work! (and hi! new to your blog!)
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