Erwinmaack's photostream

I’m trying to find beautiful artworks in Flickr. When I look at it, my wish is to increase the beauty of it by adding a poem. I’m only looking . After that , I try to find a perfect match in my library.

This kind of work pleases me, makes me feel relaxed.

This beauty intersection makes another work , a special kind of golden subtitles.

Nature has no straight lines, they are a human creations. I like to think in soft and curved lines, like she makes...However, everything has a certain logic, in many cases we do not even perceive this, but it exists, ah does it exist.





"Some people go to priests; others to poetry; I to my friends, I to my own heart, I to seek among phrases and fragments something unbroken—I to whom there is not beauty enough in moon or tree; to whom the touch of one person with another is all, yet who cannot grasp even that, who am so imperfect, so weak, so unspeakably lonely."

Virginia Woolf