"Night the beloved. Night, when words fade and things come alive. When the destructive analysis of the day is done, and all that is truly important becomes whole and sound again. When man resembles his fragmentary self and grows with the calm of a tree." - Antoine de Saint-Exupery
Manon Gignoux in collaboration with Hye-Sook Yoo
Federico Saenz Recio. See website here.
Night of Sorcery by Josep Niebla. See Josep's website here.
Silvia Cordero Vega. See Silvia's Flickr photo stream here.
Josef Winkler. See more here.
Full Moon and Still Life by Lorna Crane. See more of Lorna's work here.
Night Visitor by Adriane Bannon. See more of Adriane's work here.
"A Different Firmament.... But when they were crossing the silent market-place on which nobody was to be seen except the sentry on duty at military headquarters, when the empty place surrounded by the dark houses, in which scarcely a light was burning, lay before them like a crater of isolation, like a crater of silence out of which recurring waves of peace flowed over the sleeping town, then Heinrich Wendling took his wife's arm, and at the first physical contact she closed her eyes. Perhaps he too had closed his eyes and saw neither the deep summer night nor the white ribbon of the road that stretched in front of them as they walked in its dust, perhaps each of them saw a different firmament .... " - Hermann Broch, The Sleepwalkers
This beautiful ceramic vessel by John Ward reminds me of the moon.