A quick improvisation I made a few days ago in the countryside (Braives). I just felt like climbing on some giant cloud and forget everything. This rather messy sketch is, in some way, related to that other one. Where is Heaven located? Higher always higher. The above photo has been shot with the Samsung NX11, provided by Samsung Electronics. Co., Ltd.
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Montignac is a commune in the Dordogne department in Aquitaine,
in south-western France. I was there last week and took these
pictures while there was a party in the village...
The above photo has been shot with the Samsung NX10, which
has been provided to me by Samsung Electronics Co., Ltd.
© 2010 - Ben Heine
Montignac is a commune in the Dordogne department in Aquitaine,
in south-western France. I was there last week and took these
pictures while there was a party in the village...
The above photo has been shot with the Samsung NX10, which
has been provided to me by Samsung Electronics Co., Ltd.
© 2010 - Ben Heine
Listen to Wisdom
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© 2009 - Ben Heine
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A photo I took in the Belgian countryside
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Freedom Is To
You Calling
A poem by Peter S. Quinn
Freedom is to you calling,
Give life a heart so brave;
Each night hours are falling,
Into a dim hollow grave.
Hatred can be bottomless,
If you'll allow it to be;
But life is so fresh,
If it becomes all free.
Days by days will end,
But love can never so do;
Only down it will bend,
If it's not completely true.
Evening becomes a night,
Gathering shadows around;
Hold your feelings all right,
Lost can again be found.
Freedom is truth wearing,
Never a lie there inside;
Everyone else bearing,
Not from ourselves there hide.
You can grow out wisdom,
If the right seeds are sown;
For the conditions are calm,
If you acknowledge and atone.
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© 2009 - Ben Heine
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A photo I took in the Belgian countryside
.
Freedom Is To
You Calling
A poem by Peter S. Quinn
Freedom is to you calling,
Give life a heart so brave;
Each night hours are falling,
Into a dim hollow grave.
Hatred can be bottomless,
If you'll allow it to be;
But life is so fresh,
If it becomes all free.
Days by days will end,
But love can never so do;
Only down it will bend,
If it's not completely true.
Evening becomes a night,
Gathering shadows around;
Hold your feelings all right,
Lost can again be found.
Freedom is truth wearing,
Never a lie there inside;
Everyone else bearing,
Not from ourselves there hide.
You can grow out wisdom,
If the right seeds are sown;
For the conditions are calm,
If you acknowledge and atone.
.
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