ROBERT DOISNEAU ~ THE ABSORBENT PHOTOGRAPHER

“I am a writer and I want to write.” ― Jane Bowles Fear and Hope “Like most people, you
MARC AND BELLA CHAGALL ~ A COLORFUL LOVE “In our life there is a single color, as on an artist’s
THE SURREALITY/REALITY OF GIORGIO MORANDI. Giorgio Morandi (1890 -1964) was an Italian painter and printmaker. “There is nothing more surreal,
A poem by Paul Eluard “I cannot be known Better than you know me Your eyes in which we sleep
“I cannot make you understand. I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me. I cannot even explain it
“It is living and ceasing to live that are imaginary solutions. Existence is elsewhere.” Andre Breton Photo by Henry Cartier
Silent Whisper Photo by Monique Lucy Weberink 2016
“If you take photographs, don’t speak, don’t write, don’t analyse yourself, and don’t answer any questions.” Robert Doisneau Robert Doisneau,
Salvador Dali at the Surrealist exhibition Paris, 1938 Denise Bellon (1902-1999)
A poem by Paul Eluard “I cannot be known Better than you know me Your eyes in which we sleep
“I cannot make you understand. I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me. I cannot even explain it
“It is living and ceasing to live that are imaginary solutions. Existence is elsewhere.” Andre Breton Photo by Henry Cartier
“I am a writer and I want to write.” ― Jane Bowles Fear and Hope “Like most people, you
MARC AND BELLA CHAGALL ~ A COLORFUL LOVE “In our life there is a single color, as on an artist’s
THE SURREALITY/REALITY OF GIORGIO MORANDI. Giorgio Morandi (1890 -1964) was an Italian painter and printmaker. “There is nothing more surreal,
Some Wisdom by Fernando Pessoa From The Book of Disquiet written by Fernando Pessoa. (1888-1935) “What can I expect from
The exotic world of Henri Rousseau “When…I see the strange plants of exotic lands, it seems to me that I
A poem by Paul Eluard “I cannot be known Better than you know me Your eyes in which we sleep