The violet hour

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  1. Juliano

    August 4, 2011 at 4:47 pm

    reminds me, in a park there is this lovey part where wildflowers are allowed to grow and they are very tall, and there is a gap through them–a grassy path, and one stem of this tall purple flower was leaning over, so you –I felt–like it wa kind of like a fairy ‘door’—that when you gently …VERy gently just moved it to go through you were going into a different dimension, ai I would LOVE this imagination as I did just that, and laugh.

    Then the other day some sorry fuck has just broke the stem

  2. Colin

    August 5, 2011 at 7:54 am

    Sound track for this, Conor Oberst rules the universe.

    Milk thistle, milk thistle
    Let me down slow
    Just help me go slow
    I’ve been hurrying on
    I was poised for greatness
    I was down and out
    I keep death at my heels
    Like a basset hound
    If i go to heaven
    I’ll be bored as hell
    Like a crying baby
    At the bottom of a well

  3. John Mc.

    August 5, 2011 at 8:04 pm

    “I think it pisses God off if you walk by the color purple in a field somewhere and don’t notice it.” ~ Alice Walker, The Color Purple

  4. Hannah

    August 6, 2011 at 7:21 pm

    This reminded me to listen to The Clientele’s “The Violet Hour”

    Thanks.

  5. Daniel David

    August 7, 2011 at 3:11 am

    Flowers are the constant reminder that life is a miracle — and that miracles will pop up, like flowers, in unexpected ways and places.

  6. Katherine

    August 24, 2011 at 4:36 am

    Very pretty! A time to reflect, nature is beautiful, it’s just a pity that some of we humans tend to spoil it.

  7. Danny Letton

    August 25, 2011 at 3:33 pm

    This image is really cool Alistair ! : ) Keep up the god work.

    D.

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