It's those treasured gifts, those adorn moments. I wondered what my first blog post might be after two years. I picked up this book from a nearby table. It was filled with dreamy luminescent images and exquisite poetry. A gift from my friend Beate who lives in Germany. A collection of Nell Dorr's photography and poems named Mother and Child. From the author to the reader, the very first passage, "Language is a matter of symbols. If one understands the symbols, he understands the language. The symbols may be written or spoken words; they may be musical sounds; or they may be pictures. Pictures that are born in the mind of an artist are not easily translatable. But pictures that are "camera born" (if they are taken true) are as universal a language there is."
So its with these thoughts in mind that I make my first post. Nell Dorr.
