w h i t e s p a c e
The following images are the result of a period of time in which I was thinking about how lucky am I to be able to see. The sight is an amazing gift that some people don’t take their time to take care of or appreciate, like the teeth or the physical appearance. In general this project consists of images with a lot of color saturation starting on the portrait format being this one of the clichés inside the art. This project doesn’t look to question, reinterpret, transgress or any other thing that could change the world, it just looks to share my time with you, lovely stranger or acquaintance that turn around to look at me, thank you and I hope it wouldn’t be a waste of
time.
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The Eyes Are Windows
The eyes are windows of the heart
Wherein transparency will show
A myriad feelings to impart
From where in sadness, tears do flow.
The eyes will say contents of heart
The speech two lovers freely speak,
For Silence eloquently starts
Romance in muted communique.
(Written May 4,2009 Tarlac City Philippines)
Cynthia BuhainBaello
I have a Secret;
How long can I keep it?
If I tell you my Secret;
How long can you keep it?
If we both should share my Secret;
And those other's repeat it...
I Won't have A Secret!
Debi McCauley
Defects occupy more space,
defects have more details,
defects have a stronger smell,
defects speak louder,
defects will be present every single day,
defects are bigger,
and your love have to be as bigger as defects.
Because this is love: love the defects more than you love the qualities.
Rebecca Fark
How sad to reach eternity
and find there was more that we could be.
Would be as if a tree stayed small,
when it could grow mighty, strong and tall.
and find there was more that we could be.
Would be as if a tree stayed small,
when it could grow mighty, strong and tall.
Kate Buxbaum-Prado
You never said a word.
You knew it hurt but still,
You never said a word.
You told us you loved us but,
You never said a word.
You comforted us when we cried still,
You never said a word.
You were hardly home so you wouldn't’t see but,
You never said a word.
You turned a blind eye and,
You never said a word.
You knew we did not deserve this still,
You never said a word.
Please make the pain to go away,
And tell me it will be okay.
You knew it hurt but still,
You never said a word.
You told us you loved us but,
You never said a word.
You comforted us when we cried still,
You never said a word.
You were hardly home so you wouldn't’t see but,
You never said a word.
You turned a blind eye and,
You never said a word.
You knew we did not deserve this still,
You never said a word.
Please make the pain to go away,
And tell me it will be okay.
Brooke Vlietstra
Pretty, pretty pigtails
waving in the air.
Pretty, pretty pigtails
bouncing here and there.
Rascally little smile.
Happy little hands.
Pretty, pretty pigtails
making my heart dance.
waving in the air.
Pretty, pretty pigtails
bouncing here and there.
Rascally little smile.
Happy little hands.
Pretty, pretty pigtails
making my heart dance.
Maria Renee Kim
and the universe said I love you
and the universe said you have played the game well
and the universe said everything you need is within you
and the universe said you are stronger than you know
and the universe said you are the daylight
and the universe said you are the night
and the universe said the darkness you fight is within you
and the universe said the light you seek is within you
and the universe said you are not alone
and the universe said you are not separate from every other thing
and the universe said you are the universe tasting itself, talking to itself, reading its own code
and the universe said I love you because you are love.
And the game was over and the player woke up from the dream. And the player began a new dream. And the player dreamed again, dreamed better. And the player was the universe. And the player was love.
You are the player.
Wake up.
Julian Gough
