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sent on November 05, 2022 (10:04) | This comment has been automatically translated (show/hide original)
Paogar Claudio Cozzani Anelanna1970 Rombro Thank you for appreciating the shot. In fact, it resembles a frame of the Mogwai :-D Best regards,Marco Paogar Claudio Cozzani Anelanna1970 Rombro Vi ringrazio per aver apprezzato lo scatto. In effetti somiglia ad un frame dei Mogwai Saluti, Marco
sent on August 22, 2024 (11:43) | This comment has been automatically translated (show/hide original)
Sometimes it doesn't matter if the photo is in focus or not. Whether the blur can be the result of a conscious choice or a gross error. Sometimes, in front of certain images, a whole life flows in front of us. And then emotions, songs, names, voices, the sounds of footsteps, make their way into our hearts and remain there, without any desire to go away... "... I belong to another time Written above my fingers With the guitar marks That line my life I have seen beauty And I have it printed in my heart..." Certe volte non importa se la foto sia a fuoco oppure no. Se il mosso possa essere frutto di scelta consapevole o di grossolano errore. Certe volte, dinanzi a certe immagini, tutta una vita ci scorre davanti. E allora emozioni, canzoni, nomi, voci, rumori di passi, si fanno strada nel nostro cuore e rimangono lì, senza nessuna voglia di andarsene via…
“…Appartengo a un altro tempo Scritto sopra le mie dita Con i segni di chitarra Che mi rigano la vita Io l'ho vista la bellezza E ce l'ho stampata in cuore…”