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Due to the presence of a very high concentration of desert sand in the atmosphere, the sky had a yellowish complexion, very unusual, but by making the shadows of the kestrel lighter, the background became very light. A pity, but it is simply no different!
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✨ Head : Lelutka Raven
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✨ Eyes : AG. Luminescence Eyes - Lelutka Evo/EvoX for FIFTY EVENT
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✨ Earrings : Orsini Jewelry Marilyne
✨ Ring : Orsini Jewelry Coco
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✨ Shape : Minois Raven
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✨ Skin : [the Skinnery] Giselle (LeLutkaEVOX) toffee for SKIN FAIR 2023
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✨ Lips : Delicatta - Misty (LeLUTKA Evolution/Evolution X) HUD SKIN FAIR 2023
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✨ Eyeliners : Ladybird. // Dusk Liners - 3 SKIN FAIR 2023
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✨ mole : keikumu - apres ski complexion (moles - 1) SKIN FAIR 2023
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✨ Hair Base : Angel Eyes - WISPY BANG 2 Hairbase EvoX - BROWN SKIN FAIR 2023
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✨ Tattoo : ALBA . : MT : . Exotic - Faded - EVO X - ONLY NECK SKIN FAIR 2023
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Slightly different result as this photo was taken 5 minutes after the previous one. This image has more pink complexion to the sunset. I hope everyone has a good weekend
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature’s changing course, untrimmed;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st,
Nor shall death brag thou wand’rest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to Time thou grow’st.
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this,
and this gives life to thee.
“Sonnet 18” - William Shakespeare
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature's changing course, untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st;
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
This is our common Australian house Gecko. We have had a family take up residence on the back verandah, behind the lounge, for the last year now. This youngster was kind enough to let me get close enough to use my macro + Raynox 250 for this macro without hissing at me, which is their normal threatened reaction. I find his eyes and skin fascinating! The skin looks like some rugged rocky landscape. Or possibly my complexion ;) I find them incredibly cool!
En la segunda parte de mi festín. Entran los diarios. Hay días en que los compro todos. Me gusta reconocer sus constantes. El estilo de cabriola sintáctica en los editoriales de El Debate; la civilizada hipocresía de El País; el mazacote informativo de El Día, apenas interrumpido por una que otra morisqueta anticlerical; la robusta complexión de La Mañana, ganadera como ella sola. Qué diferentes y qué iguales. Entre ellos juegan una especie de truco, engañándose unos a otros, haciéndose señas, cambiando de parejas. Pero todos se sirven del mismo mazo, todos se alimentan de la misma mentira. Y nosotros leemos, y, a partir de esa lectura, creemos, votamos, discutimos, perdemos la memoria, nos olvidamos generosa, cretinamente, de que hoy dicen lo contrario de ayer, que hoy defienden ardorosamente a aquél de quien ayer dijeron pestes, y, lo peor de todo, que hoy ese mismo Aquél acepta, orgulloso y ufano, esa defensa... Para mirar los diarios, hay que bajar los ojos.
(La Tregua) Mario Benedetti
Phaeum comes from the Greek for dark-complexioned or also mourning. It's easy to understand why this wild Geranium is described specifically by that word.
But visiting the wonderful Zoo for the first time since its lockdown due to Covid-19, I didn't feel like mourning at all. And neither did our Honeybee out for some sweets. You can see that here she's not primarily collecting pollen but rather sticking her proboscis into the nether nectarous region in the heart of Geranium.
Ode to Cassandre - Rosier Pierre de Ronsard
Happy Ascension weekend everyone
Mignonne, allons voir si la rose
Qui ce matin avait éclose
Sa robe de pourpre au Soleil,
N'a point perdu cette vêprée
Les plis de sa robe pourprée,
Et son teint au votre pareil.
Las ! voyez comme en peu d'espace,
Mignonne, elle a dessus la place
Las ! las ses beautés laissé choir !
Ô vraiment marâtre Nature,
Puisqu'une telle fleur ne dure
Que du matin jusques au soir !
Donc, si vous me croyez, mignonne,
Tandis que votre âge fleuronne
En sa plus verte nouveauté,
Cueillez, cueillez votre jeunesse :
Comme à cette fleur la vieillesse
Fera ternir votre beauté.
Pierre de Ronsard (à Cassandre)
Cassandre Salviati n’avait pas 14 ans quand elle fit chavirer le cœur de Ronsard, alors dans sa 21e année. Issue d’une famille noble de banquiers italiens, elle le rencontre lors d’un bal donné à la cour du roi François Ier. Ronsard en fait son égérie et lui dédie tout un recueil : Les Amours de Cassandre qui paraîtra en 1552. Le poème « Mignonne » fait partie, quant à lui, du recueil Les Odes, paru en 1550.
Néanmoins, Ronsard ne put demander la main de la belle, étant devenu clerc tonsuré et ayant donc renoncé au monde. La demoiselle épouse Jean Peigné, seigneur de Pray, l’année suivante.
Ronsard, qui a rencontré du Bellay au collège de Coqueret, devient l’un des instigateurs du fameux groupe des auteurs de la Pléiade. Il défend ainsi la langue française qu’il affectionne à travers sa poésie. Au service de Madeleine de France qui a épousé le roi Jacques d’Écosse, il a eu l’occasion de voyager et de vivre également à Londres et en Flandres. Il ambitionnait alors une carrière diplomatique. Mais la maladie l’a rappelé en France où il découvre la poésie à laquelle il s’adonne.
L’auteur de « Mignonne, allons voir si la rose » livre ainsi un poème sous une forme construite selon des codes rigoureux tout en utilisant le lyrisme pour faire l’éloge de la femme aimée. L’ensemble est construit sur des bases de philosophie épicurienne et humaniste : la Renaissance a pointé son nez.
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Sweetheart let see if the Rose
Who this morning had hatched
Her purple dress in the Sun,
Has not lost this evening
The folds of her purple robe,
And her complexion is like yours.
The ace ! see how in a short space,
Cute, she has the place
The ace ! weary of its beauties let fall!
O truly stepmother Nature,
Since such a flower does not last
That from morning until evening!
So if you believe me, cutie,
As your age blooms
In its greenest novelty,
Pick, pick your youth:
Like this flower old age
Will tarnish your beauty.
Pierre de Ronsard (to Cassandre)
Cassandre Salviati was not 14 when she capsized Ronsard's heart, then in his 21st year. Coming from a noble family of Italian bankers, she met him at a ball given at the court of King Francis I. Ronsard made her his muse and dedicated an entire collection to her: Les Amours de Cassandre which was published in 1552. The poem “Mignonne” was part of the collection Les Odes, published in 1550.
Nevertheless, Ronsard could not ask for the hand of the beautiful, having become a tonsured clerk and having therefore renounced the world. The young lady marries Jean Peigné, Lord of Pray, the following year.
Ronsard, who met du Bellay at the Collège de Coqueret, became one of the instigators of the famous group of authors of the Pléiade. He thus defends the French language that he loves through his poetry. In the service of Madeleine of France who married King James of Scotland, he had the opportunity to travel and also live in London and Flanders. He then aspired to a diplomatic career. But the disease called him back to France where he discovered the poetry to which he devoted himself.
The author of "Mignonne, let's see if the rose" thus delivers a poem in a form constructed according to rigorous codes while using lyricism to praise the beloved woman. The whole is built on the foundations of epicurean and humanist philosophy: the Renaissance has pointed its nose.
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La alegoría del Trabajo, un bronce, encarna la fortaleza viril. Un joven de complexión atlética aparece en actitud de marcha, con pico y azadón sobre el hombro derecho y coronado con hojas de vid en alusión a los frutos de la tierra.
Esta escultura forma parte del monumento al Marqués de Larios en Málaga.
Different skin complexion but the same frizzy hair ... and the same hopes and dreams for the future
(I had a nice conversation with these youngsters, one of the advantages of street photography)
Explored 1, February 2022
#Laowa
Laowa C-Dreamer 7.5mm F/2
It's been a while since I've uploaded anything but images for Macro Mondays, and since I also didn't really have time for taking my photo for this Monday's "Currency" MM theme, this is my substitute Monday upload: an image that I've taken of the small, but very "pretty in flashy pink" staircase at the Futurium that leads up to the so called "Skywalk", a panorama walk on the Futurium's roof that offers a very nice view across Berlin's government district (please see the first comment). I've taken this image with the tiny Laowa C-Dreamer 7.5 mm ultra wide-angle lens that isn't quite as wide as the fabulous M.Zuiko 7-14mm, but is definitely capable of much, much nicer aperture stars.
"Kaleidoscoped" to bring out the fun pareidolia that is apparently hidden in that staircase – and seriously, have you ever seen such charmingly "angry" stairs? It would explain the pink "complexion", though ;)
Have a nice week ahead, dear Flickr friends!
Street Scene ~ Nimmanhaemin Road ~ Nimman Neighborhood
Mueang Chiang Mai District ~ Chiang Mai Province, Thailand
Nikon D7500, Sigma 18-300, ISO 450, f/6.3, 300mm, 1/500s
Stratford is a city on the Avon River within Perth County in southwestern Ontario, Canada, with a population of 31,465 in 2016 in a land area of 28.28 square kilometres.[4] Stratford is the seat of Perth County which was settled by English, Irish, Scottish and German immigrants, in almost equal numbers, starting in the 1820s but primarily in the 1830s and 1840s. Most became farmers, and even today, the area around Stratford is known for mixed farming, dairying and hog production 266
La alegoría del Trabajo, un bronce, encarna la fortaleza viril. Un joven de complexión atlética aparece en actitud de marcha, con pico y azadón sobre el hombro derecho y coronado con hojas de vid en alusión a los frutos de la tierra.
Para la figura del joven posó como modelo el torero Luis Mazzantini.
La estatua del Marqués de Larios fue derribada por la multitud en 1931 con motivo de la proclamación de la II República Española. Entonces fue arrastrada por la ciudad y arrojada a las aguas del Puerto de Málaga. Sobre el basamento se situó al obrero de la alegoría del Trabajo.
Una vez finalizada la Guerra Civil española, la estatua fue rescatada del fondo del mar y colocada de nuevo en su lugar original.
Águila es el nombre dado a las aves de presa, del orden de Accipitriformes, (o Falconiformes acorde a una clasificación anterior), familia Accipitridae, subfamilia Buteoninae. Pertenecen a varios géneros, los cuales están sujetos a una reclasificación más adecuada puesto que los expertos no llegan a una opinión consensuada. Las águilas se caracterizan principalmente por su gran tamaño, complexión robusta, cabeza y pico pesados. Las diversas especies y subespecies de águilas pueden encontrarse en casi cualquier parte del mundo excepto en la Antártida.
Feliz día a tod@s
While everybody in Venice was focused on the carnival, this little detail in the windows at S. Marco really captured my attention. And it seems to be far more suitable to be shared at the times like these.
Colossians 2:18 “Let no one disqualify you, insisting on ascetic practices and the worship of angels, claiming access to a visionary realm and inflated without cause by his unspiritual mind.”
My Future - Billie Eilish
I can't seem to focus
And you don't seem to notice
I'm not here
I'm just a mirror
You check your complexion
To find your reflection's all alone
I had to go
Can't you hear me?
I'm not comin' home
Do you understand?
I've changed my plans
'Cause I, I'm in love
With my future
Can't wait to meet her
And I, I'm in love
But not with anybody else
Just wanna get to know myself
I know supposedly I'm lonely now (lonely now)
Know I'm supposed to be unhappy
Without someone (someone)
But aren't I someone? (Aren't I someone? Yeah)
I'd (I'd) like to be your answer (be your answer)
'Cause you're so handsome (you're so handsome)
But I know better
Than to drive you home
'Cause you'd invite me in
And I'd be yours again
But I, I'm in love (love, love, love, love)
With my future
And you don't know her
And I, I'm in love (love, love)
But not with anybody here
I'll see you in a couple years
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Natasha, overwhelmed by work and family, decides to call Alexei. He tells her that he has a business trip and if he could accompany her.
She doesn't have any business trips but she needs to disconnect from her day to day; The boy without asking where or when, says YES!
Destination Santorini. Near the southern tip of the island, near the village of Akrotiri and next to the Red Beach, is the White Beach.
Not, as one might expect, a pristine white sand beach, but a gray sand and pebble beach,
with a wide stretch of white cliffs rising vertically above it. The only means of access is an arduous rock climb across the red beach,
or by water taxi. It is a popular beach with divers, who enjoy exploring the base of the cliffs and rocks that make up the cove,
and those who seek more tranquility than in the neighboring Red Beach. There are a few sun loungers and umbrellas available in the mini beach bar,
which also sells water, drinks and snacks. And there we were Alexei and Natasha enjoying that paradise! That boy with an athletic complexion, with tattoos and piercings,
Caucasian. and thinking about the last sentence that Alexei said... << My greatest wish is to be able to make you feel full,
For this, it is essential that we forge a relationship based on trust, everything remains between us in the strictest confidentiality,
as well as in my desire to satisfy each and every one of your fantasies.>>
'Leucantha' Philip Grausman 1993 - metal: aluminum
Grounds for Sculpture Re-Visited (www.groundsforsculpture.org/) – Photo 5
Philip Grausman has risen to become one of the most well-acclaimed portrait sculptors of his time. Grausman's portraits take on a realistic nature, giving life and personality to his figures. Large-scale Leucantha stands tall with a stoic persona. Grausman's fine workmanship and choice of material, cast aluminum, gives Leucantha a silky complexion making her seem ageless--belonging to no specific period of time. The female head is carried gracefully on a muscled neck imparting inner strength and self-assuredness.
Dimensions:
overall: 108 in x 118 in x 118 in
Technique/Process:
cast, Luminore coating
Edition:
Edition, 1/3
Courtesy of The Sculpture Foundation, Inc.
By the time I took this shot near Tomahawk Point the wind was really starting to increase in speed. As you'll see here, the trawler has dropped anchor to keep from drifting towards the shoreline and dangerous rocks. The sky from this angle was bereft of clouds and is already taking on an interesting complexion - a combination of the salt air and the sand being whipped up in the foreground. But as far as the composition was concerned, that sky provides some interesting negative space to balance the trawler. Too much water here would have been, well, too much.
P.S. Those dark smudges in the air behind the boat are not spots on my sensor, but sea birds.
La alegoría del Trabajo, un bronce, encarna la fortaleza viril. Un joven de complexión atlética aparece en actitud de marcha, con pico y azadón sobre el hombro derecho y coronado con hojas de vid en alusión a los frutos de la tierra.
Para la figura del joven posó como modelo el torero Luis Mazzantini.
La estatua del Marqués de Larios fue derribada por la multitud en 1931 con motivo de la proclamación de la II República Española. Entonces fue arrastrada por la ciudad y arrojada a las aguas del Puerto de Málaga. Sobre el basamento se situó al obrero de la alegoría del Trabajo.
Una vez finalizada la Guerra Civil española, la estatua fue rescatada del fondo del mar y colocada de nuevo en su lugar original.
La alegoría del Trabajo, un bronce, encarna la fortaleza viril. Un joven de complexión atlética aparece en actitud de marcha, con pico y azadón sobre el hombro derecho y coronado con hojas de vid en alusión a los frutos de la tierra.
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Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature’s changing course untrimmed.
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st,
Nor shall death brag thou wand’rest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st.
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
(William Shakespeare, Sonnet XVIII)
I'll march my band out
I'll beat my drum
And if I'm fanned out
Your turn at bat, sir
At least I didn't fake it
Hat, sir, I guess I didn't make it
But whether I'm the rose
Of sheer perfection
Or freckle on the nose
Of life's complexion
The cinder or the shiny apple of its eye
I gotta fly once
I gotta try once
Only can die once, right, sir?
Ooh, life is juicy
Juicy, and you see
I gotta have my bite, sir
Get ready for me, love
'Cause I'm a commer
I simply gotta march
My heart's a drummer
Don't bring around a cloud
To rain on my parade
"Nowadays people don't use face powder; they say it dries the skin. But I makeup in the old-fashioned way." – Quenton Crisp (English writer, raconteur, actor, and queer pioneer celebrated for his flamboyant and androgynous style).
The theme for "Smile on Saturday" for Saturday the 24th of October is "makeup", which is a theme that thrilled me, for it gives me a chance to showcase one of my lesser-known collections. Amongst many other things, I collect antique powder boxes and compacts, many of which contain original powder, blush and rouge. The theme gave me the opportunity to highlight (quite literally in a beam of morning sunlight) some of my precious Tokalon Petalia powder boxes and compacts, featuring their iconic René Lalique attributed stylised - and slightly sinister – Pierrot face. Here you will see two powder boxes and two compacts, and I have opened one of each to show a complete and untouched box of neutral coloured face powder and what is left of a pink blush in the compact. All date from the late 1910s to mid 1920s. There is also a dainty antique 1920s white swan's down powder puff with a cream satin backing and a Bakelite handle which would have been used to apply face powder. To match the bold gold and black colourings of the Tokalon Petalia packaging, I have placed my beloved pieces on a piece of handmade black paper featuring a hand stencilled gold geometric Art Deco pattern. I hope you like my choice for this week’s theme, and that it makes you smile!
The makeup company, Tokalon, was founded by American entrepreneurs Virgil Neal and Harriet Hubbard Ayer, Neal's business associate. The company expanded internationally and operated from both London and Paris, marketing perfumes and cosmetics as luxury yet accessible beauty products. Surviving Tokalon packaging often bears Paris and London addresses, reflecting its Anglo-French identity. Petalia was one of Tokalon's principal face powders marketed during the 1910s and 1920s. It was sold in multiple shades designed to match different complexions. A related Tokalon powder called Fascination was marketed alongside it, with advertisements stating that the two powders could even be blended to achieve a more exact skin-tone match. Fascination was lighter and more transparent, while Petalia provided fuller coverage. This emphasis on matching complexion shades was quite modern for the period, when many face powders were still sold in only a limited range of colours, adding to Petalia’s success.
Petalia became especially well known for its striking powder-box artwork featuring a stylized Pierrot and his female equivalent, Pierrette. The Pierrot face design used on Tokalon's Petalia face powder boxes and compacts is widely attributed to the French designer René Lalique (1860-1945). There is no primary Tokalon document I have been able to find over years of research naming him specifically as the designer. However, the design fits Lalique's transition from Art Nouveau into Art Deco. The simplified face, geometric rays, and theatrical Pierrot imagery were very fashionable in French cosmetics packaging of the 1910s and 1920s. Pierrot characters had enjoyed enormous popularity in French and British decorative arts, theatre, fashion illustration, and advertising from the Belle Époque through the 1920s.
At Kitty Hawk, North Carolina, on December 17, 1903, Orville and Wilbur Wright changed the technical complexion of the 20th Century. As Orville Wright said, his 12 second, 120 foot flight was the first in which "a machine carrying a man had raised itself by its own power in to the air in full flight and sailed forward without reduction of speed, and finally landed at a point as high as that from which it started."
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Sunshine hitting the outer edge of the thick wooded and lush edge of the woods. This time of year the leaves start turning so you get suitable shades in the green leaves giving a pastel complexion to the woods. Canon EOS 77D | f11 | 1/30 Seconds | ISO 400 | 320mm |
Un híbrido de gato montés es el resultado del cruce entre un gato montés (Felis silvestris) y un gato doméstico (Felis catus), creando felinos con rasgos salvajes como pelajes veteados o manchados, complexión robusta y pómulos marcados, aunque suelen ser más dóciles que sus parientes salvajes, especialmente en generaciones avanzadas, siendo la hibridación un problema de conservación serio que amenaza la pureza genética del gato montés.
Wildcat hybrid It is the result of a cross between a wild cat ( Felis silvestris ) and a domestic cat ( Felis catus ).creating felines with wild traits such as mottled or spotted coats, robust build and prominent cheekbones, although they are usually more docile than their wild relatives, especially in later generations, with hybridization being a serious conservation problem that threatens the genetic purity of the wild cat.
Having just arrived with the 11.25am ex-London Charring Cross (1H16), South-Eastern 'Networker’ unit 465927 prepares to take aboard the few passengers at Royal Tunbridge Wells who are looking to ride the 12.39pm back to Charing Cross (1H70).
The track south of this spot was closed for Sunday engineering work, so a reduced service was in operation with trains terminating here and making a fairly swift return journey back up to 'The Smoke'.
In a sign of the times, the billboard at right is advertising one and two bedroom apartments for possible shared ownership from £78,750 - it's a very attractive town too so perhaps not a bad place to get on the property ladder. Of course the current mortgage rate crisis might put a different complexion on things.
And apparently pigeons aren't welcome.....
Comments off, thanks.
12.34pm, 27th March 2022
Sonnet 18 William Shakespeare
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm’d;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature’s changing course, untrimm’d;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander’st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st;
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
Taken at Poughkeepsie
La alegoría del Trabajo, un bronce de Mariano Benlliure , encarna la fortaleza viril. Un joven de complexión atlética aparece en actitud de marcha, con pico y azadón sobre el hombro derecho y coronado con hojas de vid en alusión a los frutos de la tierra. Este bronce forma parte del monumento al Marqués de Larios en el centro de Málaga
Haskell's version here.
Oh, how I love my Haskell, darling. I've never met anyone like him. I mean look at him, dressed head-to-toe in Haute Couture, and all for me. He knows how important it is to make a fashion statement, and I love him for it, darling. And he does it all of his own volition! I've hit the jackpot, haven't I? Here we are, in the floral trenches of France, soaking in those imbuing rays, deeply obsessed with one another, darling. Well, he's a little more obsessed with me than I him, but what do you expect? he's far older than I am. My youthful and buoyant complexion gratifies him, darling, invigorates him. I always did like an older man. Mwah!
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Au centre de l’image, un **jeune couple asiatique profondément amoureux** s’enlace sur une terrasse impériale dominant une immense cité orientale nocturne. Leurs corps sont proches, leurs fronts presque joints, dans un instant suspendu d’intimité absolue. La scène exprime simultanément passion, tendresse, mystère, monumentalité et merveilleux.
La jeune femme possède de longs **cheveux noirs profonds**, emportés spectaculairement vers la gauche par le vent. Chevelure abondante et majestueuse mais physiquement crédible : regroupements naturels de mèches, diamètres différents, courbures irrégulières, chevauchements organiques, quelques cheveux fins isolés et véritable profondeur entre les différentes couches. Les cheveux réagissent au même courant d’air que sa longue traîne et les pétales.
Son visage est délicat, naturel et expressif, avec une peau humaine crédible : pores extrêmement fins, microreliefs cutanés irréguliers, légères variations naturelles de carnation, minuscules imperfections presque imperceptibles et transitions organiques entre lumière rouge, lumière chaude et ombres. Aucun effet de porcelaine, plastique, cire ou lissage numérique.
Le jeune homme possède également un visage naturel et crédible, avec microtextures cutanées fines, variations subtiles de carnation et transitions lumineuses organiques. Son expression est tendre, protectrice et profondément absorbée par la jeune femme.
Leurs fronts sont presque joints, leurs visages extrêmement proches. La main de la jeune femme repose délicatement sur le torse du jeune homme tandis que son bras entoure sa taille. Anatomie naturelle, mains correctement proportionnées, contacts physiques crédibles et aucune pose artificielle.
Les deux personnages portent de somptueux **costumes cérémoniels impériaux rouge, noir et or**. La jeune femme est vêtue d’une robe rouge sombre et noire richement brodée d’or, prolongée par une **immense traîne rouge translucide et brodée** emportée vers la gauche par le vent. Le jeune homme porte une longue tenue noire impériale ornée de broderies dorées complexes.
Les textiles présentent poids, épaisseur, plis, tensions et mouvements physiquement cohérents avec les corps et le vent. Les broderies dorées possèdent de légères irrégularités artisanales et réagissent différemment à la lumière selon leur orientation : certains fils brillants, d’autres satinés ou presque mats. Aucun motif artificiellement répété.
Derrière le couple domine une **lune rouge gigantesque et surnaturelle**, absolument monumentale, occupant une immense partie du ciel. Elle constitue le deuxième grand point focal après les personnages. Son intensité rouge est spectaculaire : écarlate, cramoisie et rouge sang, avec une présence presque écrasante mais harmonieusement intégrée à la scène.
Sa surface présente une crédibilité physique remarquable : cratères de tailles et profondeurs variées, reliefs organiques, différences subtiles de rugosité, zones légèrement plus sombres, fractures et structures minérales naturelles. Aucune surface uniformément détaillée ou artificiellement lumineuse.
Les contours de la lune sont légèrement adoucis par les couches atmosphériques. Sa lumière rouge se diffuse naturellement dans les nuages, la brume et l’atmosphère de la cité, créant une présence surnaturelle mais physiquement intégrée au monde.
Sous la lune s’étend une **gigantesque cité impériale orientale nocturne**, composée d’innombrables pagodes, toitures sombres, tours, temples et milliers de petites lumières rouge-or. Les architectures proches sont détaillées, les quartiers intermédiaires progressivement moins contrastés, tandis que les structures les plus lointaines disparaissent subtilement dans une brume rouge nocturne.
De grandes **lanternes rouges richement ouvragées** encadrent la scène sur les côtés. Leur lumière est chaude et localisée, avec structures métalliques crédibles, verre légèrement irrégulier et variations naturelles d’intensité. Aucun halo excessif.
Des branches couvertes de **fleurs rouges profondes** encadrent le ciel et renforcent naturellement la composition sans masquer la lune.
Plusieurs **pétales rouges sont transportés par le vent**, avec tailles, distances, orientations et trajectoires différentes. Certains sont parfaitement nets, d’autres légèrement flous par la vitesse ou la profondeur de champ, quelques-uns vus sur la tranche. Leur mouvement suit exactement le même courant d’air que les cheveux et la longue traîne de la jeune femme.
L’éclairage mélange la lumière rouge surnaturelle de la lune, la chaleur des lanternes et de subtils reflets dorés sur les broderies. Les visages restent lisibles et naturels, avec de véritables zones d’ombre et aucune illumination rouge uniforme.
**Palette rouge-noir-or** : rouges écarlates, cramoisis, rubis et rouge sang ; noirs profonds et riches ; or chaud, satiné et légèrement vieilli. Les noirs conservent leurs détails et empêchent le rouge de recouvrir uniformément toute l’image.
Profondeur cinématographique exceptionnelle : quelques pétales proches légèrement flous → couple parfaitement défini → terrasse et lanternes → cité monumentale → lune gigantesque et ciel. Chaque plan perd progressivement détails et contraste avec la distance.
Composition monumentale et romantique : **couple central → immense lune rouge → cité impériale**. La lune forme une présence presque sacrée derrière les deux personnages tandis que la traîne et les cheveux ouvrent la composition vers la gauche. Lanternes, fleurs et architecture encadrent naturellement le couple.
Atmosphère générale : **passion éternelle, amour interdit, nuit impériale, sensualité élégante, poésie sombre, romantisme monumental, mystère et puissance surnaturelle**.
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At the center of the image, a **young Asian couple deeply in love** embraces on an imperial terrace overlooking an immense nocturnal East Asian city. Their bodies are close, their foreheads nearly touching, suspended in a moment of absolute intimacy. The scene conveys passion, tenderness, mystery, monumentality, and wonder simultaneously.
The young woman has long, **deep-black hair**, swept dramatically toward the left by the wind. Her hair is abundant and majestic yet physically credible: naturally grouped strands, varying diameters, irregular curves, organic overlaps, a few isolated fine hairs, and genuine depth between the different layers. Her hair reacts to the same airflow as her long train and the drifting petals.
Her face is delicate, natural, and expressive, with credible human skin: extremely fine pores, irregular skin micro-relief, subtle natural variations in complexion, almost imperceptible tiny imperfections, and organic transitions between red light, warm illumination, and shadow. No porcelain, plastic, waxy, or digitally smoothed appearance.
The young man also has a natural and credible face, with fine skin microtextures, subtle variations in complexion, and organic lighting transitions. His expression is tender, protective, and completely absorbed by the young woman.
Their foreheads are almost touching, their faces extremely close. The young woman’s hand rests delicately against the young man’s chest while his arm wraps around her waist. Natural anatomy, correctly proportioned hands, physically credible contact, and no artificial posing.
Both characters wear sumptuous **imperial ceremonial garments in red, black, and gold**. The young woman wears a dark red and black gown richly embroidered with gold, extending into an **immense translucent embroidered crimson train** swept dramatically toward the left by the wind. The young man wears a long black imperial robe decorated with intricate golden embroidery.
The textiles display physically coherent weight, thickness, folds, tension, and movement in relation to the bodies and the wind. The golden embroidery contains subtle handcrafted irregularities and reacts differently to the light according to its orientation: some threads gleaming, others satin-finished or almost matte. No artificially repeated patterns.
Behind the couple rises a **gigantic supernatural red moon**, absolutely monumental and occupying an immense portion of the sky. It forms the second major focal point after the characters. Its red intensity is spectacular: scarlet, crimson, and blood-red, with an almost overwhelming presence that remains harmoniously integrated into the scene.
Its surface displays remarkable physical credibility: craters of varied sizes and depths, organic relief, subtle differences in roughness, slightly darker regions, fractures, and natural mineral structures. No uniformly detailed or artificially luminous surface.
The moon’s edges are slightly softened by atmospheric layers. Its red light naturally diffuses through clouds, mist, and the atmosphere above the city, creating a supernatural presence that nevertheless feels physically integrated into the world.
Beneath the moon stretches a **gigantic nocturnal imperial East Asian city**, composed of countless pagodas, dark rooftops, towers, temples, and thousands of tiny red-and-gold lights. Nearby architecture remains highly detailed, intermediate districts gradually lose contrast, while the most distant structures subtly disappear into the red nocturnal haze.
Large **elaborately crafted red lanterns** frame the scene on both sides. Their illumination is warm and localized, with credible metallic structures, subtly irregular glass, and natural variations in brightness. No excessive halos.
Branches covered with **deep red blossoms** frame the sky and naturally reinforce the composition without obscuring the moon.
Numerous **red petals drift through the wind**, varying in size, distance, orientation, and trajectory. Some are perfectly sharp, others slightly blurred by speed or depth of field, with a few seen edge-on. Their movement follows exactly the same airflow affecting the woman’s hair and sweeping train.
The lighting combines the supernatural red glow of the moon, the warmth of the lanterns, and subtle golden reflections across the embroidery. The faces remain readable and natural, with genuine shadow regions and no uniform red illumination.
**Red-black-gold palette**: scarlet, crimson, ruby, and blood-red tones; rich, profound blacks; warm, satin-finished, subtly aged gold. The blacks retain visible detail and prevent the red from uniformly covering the entire image.
Exceptional cinematic depth: a few nearby petals slightly blurred → perfectly defined couple → terrace and lanterns → monumental city → gigantic moon and sky. Each successive plane progressively loses detail and contrast with distance.
Monumental romantic composition: **central couple → immense red moon → imperial city**. The moon forms an almost sacred presence behind the two characters, while the woman’s train and hair open the composition toward the left. Lanterns, flowers, and architecture naturally frame the couple.
Overall atmosphere: **eternal passion, forbidden love, imperial night, elegant sensuality, dark poetry, monumental romance, mystery, and supernatural power**.
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