439169
Dani
@dani-art #439169
Self-portrait and nature photographer/ in love with poetry of light and words https://linktr.ee/dani_phstories
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the remains of the summer 🎶
the remains of the scratched sun
melt under the nails
like a summer ended
before the imagined deadline.
the remains of the scratched sun
melt under the nails
like a summer ended
before the imagined deadline.
Good morning 🌞
Living sculptures
What does the life to which we want to dedicate a sculpture look like or what kind of sculpture do we want to become to life?
Living sculptures
What does the life to which we want to dedicate a sculpture look like or what kind of sculpture do we want to become to life?
Unknown endings 🎶
you said that someone knows better than us the maps whose measurements are taken by the length of ours
steps.
and that we will go exactly where we need to go.
or someone takes us only to the beginning. and we draw the end by ourselves.
you said that someone knows better than us the maps whose measurements are taken by the length of ours
steps.
and that we will go exactly where we need to go.
or someone takes us only to the beginning. and we draw the end by ourselves.
Living sculptures
If I had to choose just one word to describe the theme I focus on most in my photography, it would be - transience.
If I had to choose just one word to describe the theme I focus on most in my photography, it would be - transience.
Good night rare friends 🌙🎶
Living sculptures
In this series, I present a living sculpture, a body that, by not revealing its face, as in my previous works, becomes stripped of belonging to a specific identity. The focus is on the universality of life, which is essentially shared by all of us – fragile and in constant flux.
At any moment, any 'I' can become 'you'.
In this series, I present a living sculpture, a body that, by not revealing its face, as in my previous works, becomes stripped of belonging to a specific identity. The focus is on the universality of life, which is essentially shared by all of us – fragile and in constant flux.
At any moment, any 'I' can become 'you'.
The working title of my new self-portraits photo series is 'living sculptures', which contrasts sculpture as an object made from materials intended for durability and longevity with the concept of life, which is the complete opposite – transient and fragile.
Bones of the river
The upper part of the diptych was created from the series "Bones of the lost river", made in August 2019 on the river Zrmanja. Every summer, the river loses water due to a severe drought, and photographs record its dry rocky soil - its "bones".
At the international contest The third element – water, 2019 (Rijeka, Croatia) this series received an honourable mention.
The second part of the diptych is a series of self-portraits created in June 2023 on the same river.
I combined the two series into a story that represents the contrast between the dry river bottom and the clear water on which depends the life of all living beings , it speaks about natural cycles and eternal changes, about our connection with nature, that is, it represents the idea that human is not only a part of nature, but is nature itself.
The upper part of the diptych was created from the series "Bones of the lost river", made in August 2019 on the river Zrmanja. Every summer, the river loses water due to a severe drought, and photographs record its dry rocky soil - its "bones".
At the international contest The third element – water, 2019 (Rijeka, Croatia) this series received an honourable mention.
The second part of the diptych is a series of self-portraits created in June 2023 on the same river.
I combined the two series into a story that represents the contrast between the dry river bottom and the clear water on which depends the life of all living beings , it speaks about natural cycles and eternal changes, about our connection with nature, that is, it represents the idea that human is not only a part of nature, but is nature itself.
orange landscapes
Happy weekend rare friends 🌞
about light and poetry
searching for innner light by accepting my shadows
https://objkt.com/collections/KT1Hy9esQpg2TcAT4dRMryTkw4JY2yTo3Qxu
searching for innner light by accepting my shadows
https://objkt.com/collections/KT1Hy9esQpg2TcAT4dRMryTkw4JY2yTo3Qxu
Good morning rare friends 🌞
the remains of the summer
the remains of the scratched sun
melt under the nails
like a summer ended
before the imagined deadline.
the remains of the scratched sun
melt under the nails
like a summer ended
before the imagined deadline.
Good morning rare friends 🌞
all the birds have already flown out
and left me these open
palms
that catch the sky
and hang it on the windows like curtains
so the blue in the eye
could recognize itself.
and open up boundless landscapes
beneath the eyelids.
I have turned into flight.
I have emerged from myself
all the birds have already flown out
and left me these open
palms
that catch the sky
and hang it on the windows like curtains
so the blue in the eye
could recognize itself.
and open up boundless landscapes
beneath the eyelids.
I have turned into flight.
I have emerged from myself
an endless journey
I combined the two series into a story that represents the contrast between the dry river bottom and the clear water on which depends the life of all living beings , it speaks about natural cycles and eternal changes, about our connection with nature, that is, it represents the idea that human is not only a part of nature, but is nature itself.
I combined the two series into a story that represents the contrast between the dry river bottom and the clear water on which depends the life of all living beings , it speaks about natural cycles and eternal changes, about our connection with nature, that is, it represents the idea that human is not only a part of nature, but is nature itself.
floral reflection
In the garden within, our soul blooms like delicate and strong
flowers where fragility is a reminder of life's transient dance.
https://foundation.app/mint/eth/0xDC0694ce0D1b91BE43B9bc7ADFA4853B81458B67/1
In the garden within, our soul blooms like delicate and strong
flowers where fragility is a reminder of life's transient dance.
https://foundation.app/mint/eth/0xDC0694ce0D1b91BE43B9bc7ADFA4853B81458B67/1
double exposure self-portrait, 2022.
1/1 in Permanent Tezos Foundation
the lover
this gloomy mania for living
this recondite mood of living
Alejandra drags you, don't deny it.
today you looked in the mirror
and it was sad you were alone
the light roared the air sang
but your loved one did not return
you will send messages you will smile
you will shake your hands so it will come back
your loved so loved
you hear the insane siren that stole it
the ship with beards of foam
where the laughter died
Do you remember the last hug?
oh no worries
laugh in the handkerchief cry out loud
but close the doors of your face
so they don't say later
That woman in love was you
you regret the days
the nights blame you
life hurts so much
desperate where are you going?
desperate nothing more
Alejandra Pizarnik
https://objkt.com/tokens/KT1Pizr1KkPV5RDPhkmQ2UMVm9MuFErfji1A/12
1/1 in Permanent Tezos Foundation
the lover
this gloomy mania for living
this recondite mood of living
Alejandra drags you, don't deny it.
today you looked in the mirror
and it was sad you were alone
the light roared the air sang
but your loved one did not return
you will send messages you will smile
you will shake your hands so it will come back
your loved so loved
you hear the insane siren that stole it
the ship with beards of foam
where the laughter died
Do you remember the last hug?
oh no worries
laugh in the handkerchief cry out loud
but close the doors of your face
so they don't say later
That woman in love was you
you regret the days
the nights blame you
life hurts so much
desperate where are you going?
desperate nothing more
Alejandra Pizarnik
https://objkt.com/tokens/KT1Pizr1KkPV5RDPhkmQ2UMVm9MuFErfji1A/12
inward blooms
In the garden within, our soul blooms like delicate and strong flowers where fragility is a reminder of life's transient dance.
self-portrait, 2023.
In the garden within, our soul blooms like delicate and strong flowers where fragility is a reminder of life's transient dance.
self-portrait, 2023.
Good morning 🌞
suns rise like holiday lanterns,
warm and light,
on the other side of the tunnel they can see the exit through the night.
only crickets twist their thin necks to stop the silence:
they are the best replicas for all our bony fingers
with which we trace faces through the darkness.
suns rise like holiday lanterns,
warm and light,
on the other side of the tunnel they can see the exit through the night.
only crickets twist their thin necks to stop the silence:
they are the best replicas for all our bony fingers
with which we trace faces through the darkness.
Good night rare friends 🌙
"Their softness came
flying over time,
over the sea, over the smoke,
over the spring,
and when you placed
your hands on my chest,
I recognized those golden
dove wings,
I recognized that clay
and that color of wheat."
Pablo Neruda
"Their softness came
flying over time,
over the sea, over the smoke,
over the spring,
and when you placed
your hands on my chest,
I recognized those golden
dove wings,
I recognized that clay
and that color of wheat."
Pablo Neruda
Good morning 🌞
„Deep under the bark… there is still hope for life.“
Tin Ujević
„Deep under the bark… there is still hope for life.“
Tin Ujević
Good night 🌙
Good morning 🌞
we will meet on the island
where the turquoise rains fall
spreading the scents of wild flowers
and overripe fruit,
where cats gaze into one another's eyes,
endlessly
as if they have been searching for each other for nine lifetimes.
we will meet on the island
where the turquoise rains fall
spreading the scents of wild flowers
and overripe fruit,
where cats gaze into one another's eyes,
endlessly
as if they have been searching for each other for nine lifetimes.
Good night rare friends 🌙