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The Remains of a building in the ghost town of Rhyolite near Beatty, Nevada.
A stark reminder of the of the fleeting quality of life...even the life of a town.
:-)) Trump..... NB: Clean also means "free of drugs" so to suggest shooting up again isn't responsable behaviour:-)
Hollow, taste my Zenpakto!!
Photo taken for Paradiso Photo Contest @ YURAKUCHO
Featuring HAGANO rare gacha from Amias, currently available along with a number of tremendous masks @ The Arcade
The female pose will soon be available at MomentuM
Pose currently available @ La vie en pose
Apocalypse - New Series taken entirely at Tralala's Diner - Pine Lake!
“The progress of science is strewn, like an ancient desert trail, with the bleached skeleton of discarded theories which once seemed to possess eternal life.”
Arthur Koestler
Basilosaurus whale skeleton in marl.
Wadi Al-Hitan (Whale Valley):
DSCN5581-002
A digital negative, made for Kallitype tried for a silver gelatin contact print (PW14 eco 4812), Copper sulfate bleach:
Fully bleached on the left vs. bleached to an early stage of solarisation on the right.
Redevelopment hot Easy Lith 3+3+600ml
Canon G10
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Liza Radley, see the girl with long hair
See her creeping 'cross summer lawns at midnight
And all the people in the town where we live
Say she's not quite right
She don't fit in with a small town
They just can't understand why she doesn't say much
But in a darkened room,
it's for their lives only
She cries
Liza Radley, see her jump through loneliness
Liza Radley, take me when you go
And as the people pass by, their heads in the air
Haunting with their noise, she recalls a lonely sigh
But no matter what they say, in her mind
She knows their dream of life, they won't ever find
And all the people in the town where we live
Say she's not quite right
She don't fit in with a small town
They just can't understand why she doesn't say much
But in a darkened room, it's for their lives only
She cries
Liza Radley, I pledge myself to you alone
She'd kiss my face and say love means nothing at all
She'd kiss my face and say life means nothing at all
Alcohol gel ink transfer on Arches 88 paper using generic hand sanitizer and old overhead projection material.
Again trying out some artistic post processing. There are lots of these small fisherman's boat here in our country. Locally we call them "banca". These little boats which probably could only accommodate 3 people is a major source of livelihood for these folks so they keep it as usable as long as possible through proper care and maintenance, one of which is to keep it dry whenever they're not using it.
On the expansive, closely mown lawns, the women laid out the laundry to be bleached by the sun. Keeping it moist kept the laundry from turning yellow. The women were sometimes accompanied by their men, who were allowed to wheel the wheelbarrows with the heavy, wet laundry.
Bleaching meadows were still used in the textile industry until the 20th century. Many people also put their laundry on the bleach to dry at home
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I wanna bleach my eyes so I can't see you with him
Maybe I'm going crazy, all the lights going dim
You tore me apart and ripped away through the skin
Is it to much to ask to have it all back
featuring Aurora Mae
The last four years spent photographing my previous ‘muse’ have been the greatest source of creativity and camaraderie I have ever experienced on my photographic journey.
That time is now behind me, and I look back on it with fondness; I am grateful for the experience.
I would like to take this opportunity to clarify one thing: her face, which you will never see, is beautiful. I have never posted a portrait of her showing her face, not because she was unattractive, but simply to protect her anonymity and privacy.
Today, after four years without taking a single portrait (apart from self-portraits), I am happily embarking once more on this portrait-taking adventure.
In this photo, a Brazilian FRIEND was returning from the grocery and spent an hour cleaning every piece of fruit and vegetable with vinegar right in front of me.
As the first series of portraits wasn’t very interesting, I suggested she pose with her fruit basket and a bottle of bleach, as she is very concerned about germs and bacteria.
The framing isn’t perfect, but I like the spontaneity of the moment, and I think it’s important to share some smiles during these rather gloomy times! Voilà:)
Lens: Mitakon 50mm f/0.95
Aperture : 0.95
A dark brown Icelandic horse with a sun-bleached mane stands in a field with a snowy mountain background, Stokksnes Peninsula, Iceland. All of the horses in the field appeared well fed and in great condition, although their long winter coats had a few muddy patches.
29/12/2020 www.allenfotowild.com
Bleach Green Viaducts.
Completed between 1931 & 1933, these viaducts joined an original viaduct (not pictured) built in 1848. They were built to carry trains across the Valentine’s Glen, Three Mile Water and Bleach Green at Whiteabbey.
From thedailylumenbox.com Cyanotype bleached in a mild sodium carbonate solution and toned in wine tannin. Highlights re-bleached with sodium hypochlorite.