alphanşahin: November 2012

Saturday, November 17, 2012

Remedios

Remedios, little girl, girl, beautiful, beautiful
Sitting on the seashore
And handfuls of pearls
The sun on your face and smile
white orchid, soul and dove
and joy, comfort you sing,
hope you sing, you sing remedies,
hopes that one day I can tell you:
"I love small, petite, pretty,
beautiful, Piccola Piccola Piccola,... "
Your story, once told us,
god, your brother with his guitar,
you were asleep down the moon,
you were happy, little Remedios,
hopes that one day I can tell you:
"I love you, baby, baby, beautiful,
beautiful, Piccola Piccola Piccola,..."
The sun on your face and smile,
white orchid, soul and dove
and joy, comfort you sing,
hope you sing, you sing remedies
hopes that one day I can tell you:
"I love you, baby, baby, beautiful,
beautiful, Piccola Piccola Piccola,..."

Gabriella Ferri

Hmm, Tango?

Sunday, November 11, 2012

Ankara

From July, 2009.

Pastels

Haziran, 2010.

Full Moon and Half Moon :)

Re-qouting from Ursula K. Legun

“If you can see a thing whole," he said, "it seems that it's always beautiful. Planets, lives. . . . But close up, a world's all dirt and rocks. And day to day, life's a hard job, you get tired, you loose the pattern. You need distance, interval. The way to see how beautiful earth is, is to see it from the moon. The way to see how beautiful life is, is from the vantage point of death."

Thanks to Sadia for the telescope.