Devine où à Montréal - Guess where in Montreal
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I don't play games at all, so I don't really know much about this character. But when I saw zigboom's pictures, I don't know why but she ( her name is 2B) looked very attractive. So I got this costume and some poses. Then I couldn't stop something inside me.
This may not be appropriate for my stream, but if you forgive it and enjoy it, I'm glad.
WO QUI NON COIN
Costume:
ALTAIR* yorha type 2 outfit .black.
ALTAIR* yorha type 2 blindfold .black.
* Only outfits, no props included.
Now available at EQUAL10
*I'm not interested in awards and comment codes.
I delete awards and icons without their own words.
Thanks.
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don't treat this tittle too serious...i just wanted to create a male version of ecstasy of Saint Margaret;)
Every one is a moon, and has a dark side which he never shows to anybody.
collaboration work ,original photo/portrait from Ysmael
www.flickr.com/photos/smacky/351780033/in/set-72157594499...
I recently encountered a Divided (two bath) developer recipe I had not seen before and decided to try it out today. (you can read about it here: imager.ie/a-phenidone-hydroquinone-two-bath-developer/)
At 5 + 4 minutes, it gave me more contrast than I wanted, so I will dial it down a bit next time. It did not preserve the highlights as well as Thornton 2 Bath does - they seemed a bit hot to me. Scanning is fine, but optical prints would be more of a challenge.
Photographed with the Hasselblad 500C/M and the 150mm Sonnar lens, film was Tri-X rated at 250 ASA.
photographer: Federico
capire e dimenticare.
ecco, cercare di capire e di dimenticare quel che si sa in modo che l'immaginazione possa vagabondare libera, correndo lontana dentro le cose fino a vedere come l'anima non è sempre un diamante ma alle volte velo di seta.
immagina un velo di seta trasparente, qualunque cosa potrebbe stracciarlo.
anche uno sguardo.
e io vorrei aprire la bocca fino a spaccarmela di rabbia.
(credi veramente che il silenzio sia oltraggioso? o che urlare lo sia?)
ogni tradimento è assoluto.
uno fa dei sogni, roba sua, intima, e poi la vita non ci sta a giocarci insieme.
e te li smonta. e io avevo sempre vissuto così la realtà. tentando di innalzarla al livello dei miei sogni. al livello dello sguardo. ad altezza d'uomo. della felicità. ma la realtà si piegava senza rompersi mai. dietro l'illusione si nascondeva sempre la stronzagine umana. perchè poi la vita non è abbastanza grande per tenere insieme tutto quello che riesce ad immaginarsi il desiderio. e allora sì, ecco: bisognerebbe stare più spesso in silenzio. controllare le mani e la voce, lo sguardo sempre minaccioso. e solo a un certo punto sorridere. di nascosto. perchè ho scoperto che un uomo diventa eroe se attraverso la dolcezza riesce a trapiantare ancora un cuore sacro dentro alla bestia che ogni essere umano è. ombra e luce.
Giovanni
nella mia mente non c'è la frase pronta per Te
www.youtube.com/watch?v=b_DcratT1Ag
Le Parole sono Inutili
Borghi Bros
We all know that God has written our story lives before we're even born. God has drawn our path, and it's always up to us to take that path or not. some time's it's fate, some time it's destiny, and some times it totally up to us and the decisions we make.
We run through life just like blood runs through our veins, it's that connection between every one of us and the life that God has put for him. It is The Journey we all have to live.
a b&w version of one of my project photos.
Model: Dubailicious
thank you my friend.
" Lord Mallory could sense the hour was at hand. He slept but fitfully, certain that the breakthrough he so craved would soon be his. The years of loneliness, the endless hours of experimentation, the patronising smiles of his detractors would be but a memory. His 'bride' would have life. Meanwhile, in the attic laboratory above his head, the mannequin stirred, fascinated by the softness of her new skin. The transformation was now almost complete."
'The Revenge of the Mannequin Bride' - William De Lacey, Published 1899, Woodford & Sons, London.
No-one answers your yell, no-one captures the dried out smell. You just love the ghost hotel.
words from c-trick www.flickr.com/photos/77352864@N00/
enjoy your smell in this ghost hotel www.flickr.com/photos/8647843@N07/sets/72157600486379754/