Tuesday, January 12, 2016

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I imagine a star, rising, much like dandelion puffs in the lightness of an ethereal breeze, spun on the threads of wanderlust and bohemian trysts, the core of vanishing, the sparks of genius, reaching higher higher higher; travelling at the speed of esoteric.

sun beams and moon rays -
in the rhythm of silence
he David fleeing

© gillena cox 2016


## Process Note. I used an image from google dot com, of Bowie clothed in black and white; manipulaled the image using Pic Monkey, to get the present image and added text for a haiga



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16 comments:

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    1. Thanks for dropping in Timoteo

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  2. What a beautiful way to think of his passing.

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    1. Thanks for dropping in Kerry

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  3. I think it's like a dust of stars... but much like his many persona we each have our own favorite Bowie...maybe he died a chameleon just like he lived like one.

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    1. Thank you for your appreciation Bjorn

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    1. Thanks for dropping in Rosemary

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  5. Great tribute. I, too, imagine... ♥

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    1. Thanks for dropping in Magaly

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  6. Nice tribute, Gillena. Puts surreal glimpse of his passing.
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    1. Mine was more subtle, a piece inspired by his "Sliping Away".
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    2. Thanks for dropping in Jim

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    3. Will surely drop in to read your tribute Jim

      much love...

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  7. Filled with stardust and wonder, much like the artist himself.

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  8. Happy you dropped in Rommy

    Much love...

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