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Destiny

Sometimes I'm not quite sure what I reach out for. I just do, I guess, hoping to grab hold onto something, anything. It would seem that the further I reach out for something, my hands begin to fade until I can't even see them anymore. And with that, I am left with nothing to hold onto and I fall, into the black abyss down below, my red knot of destiny loosening.

 

The whole thing's pretty similar to the previous photos with the black backgrounds, really. I thought about experimenting with the dried plants. I have this bouquet of 2 years over dried flowers and leaves stuck to my old bedroom door and I literally just took off the cellotape that held them to the door.

 

The sudden thought came after watching a clip from Le Dernier Jour where it had Gaspard Ulliel and Melanie Laurent in a bathroom and Gaspard pins in two small white feathers into her (stunning) hair as she prepares for a dinner. It was really sweet. I'm proud that I share the same birthday as her. ;p

 

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Uploaded on September 4, 2008
Taken on September 4, 2008