"These separate moments of being were embedded in many more moments of non-being. I have already forgotten what Leonard and I talked about at lunch; and at tea; althought it was a good day the goodness was embedded in a kind of nondescript cotton wool".
Virginia Woolf - Moments of being
La luce che pervade i fiori in un alone polveroso è stupenda! Penso che l'uso della polaroid abbia potenziato questo "moment of being"
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