Tuesday, March 13, 2012

As I Live and Breathe






17 comments:

Jan said...

William, I love this photo. I still believe that you should have a book of the photos you've taken. It would be the perfect book to set on a library table , or desk :)

I'll be sending you an email...

Jan

William Michaelian said...

Ah, there it is, it just arrived. In the meantime, Jan, I’ve probably inflicted enough books on the world — at least for now. But I appreciate the thought and I’m glad you like the picture. The light has changed so many times today that I could have taken another dozen or more, as the weather has been alternating between rain and snow and sun. At the moment, the room is flooded with light.

vazambam (Vassilis Zambaras) said...

"The room is flooded with light"--so it is, but a discerning eye can see most of it is emanating from the "Recently Banned Literature" nook in the upper right hand corner.

temporal rooms said...

a most wonderful room with the light
and the smell, i can smell the paper.

~robert

William Michaelian said...

Well, Vassilis, a few more books and that feeble glow will be entirely hidden from view....

Robert, the used bookstore smell is one reason I love being in this room. A couple of weeks ago, I added five volumes of an old English history; they smelled like cigarette smoke; now, though, they already smell almost completely like musty old books. A fascinating process — which means I must smell like old books too....

Elisabeth said...

A glorious room, William, a room in which to travel.

William Michaelian said...

Circuitously, Elisabeth — which applies both mentally and physically.

nouvelles couleurs - vienna atelier said...

This place is magic full of history and careness, how many tought in this room... How many lives.. This is one of my what i tought yesterday In my post, art live for eternithy, thank you to let me stay there, i'm so praud

William Michaelian said...

Laura, you and your beautiful portrait are an integral part of this room, changing with the light and mood. Because of this, even when my thoughts are of a darker nature, good fortune still rules the atmosphere. And yes, that good fortune will shine on and outlive us both, a gift to the future. I love this room, and everything in it; and so it is another kind of self-portrait. Thank you for being here.

Wine and Words said...

As I live and breathe BOOKS! We surround ourselves with that which we love most. That being said, I guess I love photography more than books, and rust more than shine, and broken more than fixed.

William Michaelian said...

I’m reminded here, Annie, of your response to William’s Law, which reads

Grief in finding it broken, joy in the beauty of each new piece.

And so I think we’re pretty much on the same wavelength — with an emphasis on the living and breathing.

Paul L. Martin said...

Heaven!! The light, the books, the glow of the computer, the stately typewriter. Beautiful, William.

William Michaelian said...

Thanks, Paul. Then perhaps we can say, heaven is a way of life.

Aleks said...

just a stupid smile from ear to ear,thats all..... :)
sigh....

William Michaelian said...

A smile, yes; stupid, no. Ear to ear, I’m glad you’re here.

Ed Baker said...

well;
I forgot.
what.
I.
was.
going to say

,, I'll make something up:

taking off my bifocals so that I can
see
through your Caravaggio Eyes.

the touches of red here and there

very erotic
&
the shadows' nigh

William Michaelian said...

Interesting, Ed. Proof that like books, a room well red often holds surprises.