It has also been said that the villagers are keen on converting that immolation site into a pilgrimage spot, since they expect many visitors
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11:29 AM
Monday, January 01, 2007
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Wow- you are prolific.
I guess immolation is at least good for tourism
I love your landscapes, nice brushwork and very unusual color combinations!
Love the landscape setting. It seems calm, but yet there is something going on.
God, that's beautiful---the colors, the textures. I tend to not take in the words in your pieces, because my eye is too busy taking in the painting. I hope you don't mind.
Once again I'm drawn in...
Like a landscape in film negative - we set off for a ride around on the moors yesterday until a sky like that sent us home for lots of hot tea. Unnerving (the broodiness, not the tea). Love this.
beautiful!
this looks great - I love it
What a heartbreaking title...and somehow calls to mind something I read recently about women throwing themselves (or, in despair, letting themselves be thrown) onto their husbands' funeral pyres, and being instantly remade into saints by their neighbors.
Gorgeous colors/textures, made all the more poignant by the title.
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