I will tell you what I will do and what I will not do. I will not serve that in which I no longer believe, whether it call itself my home, my fatherland, or my church: and I will try to express myself in some mode of life or art as freely as I can and as wholly as I can, using for my defence the only arms I allow myself to use - silence, exile, and cunning.
James Joyce's A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
6 comments:
Ah, looks like the mists of a winter fog.
Oh my gosh!!! One of my favorites if not my very favorite. BEAUTIFUL!
Such a beautifully meditative piece, Dawn, I'll be back to look at it again - each time I need to breathe and relax...
thank you once again ladies. I love the fog.
This is a beauty Dawn~~~~
good job!
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