...even his complexion seems to blend in

Hace aproximadamente mes y medio, una señora (de complexión obesa) quiso bajarse del 448.028 en una estación cuando este había iniciado la marcha. Calculó mal, y en vez de bajar al andén, quedó atrapada entre el tren y el andén. Un viajero que se dió cuenta tiró del freno de emergencia, pero ya fue demasiado tarde. El único tren de media distancia con puertas manuales y cafetería, nos dice adiós de esta forma tan macabra.

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 ( 1564 - 1616), Sonnet XVIII

Model : Ilaria

"Warrior From North" Edition, with a mod that changes the complexions.

Mistveil ENB revamped Memory of Spring

Free Gift to members and non members alike. Snowflake cheek accents are BOM and at just a small touch of festivity to the season. For our extremely pale friends we suggest a layer of BOM blush underneath or they will be lost in your complexion. We happen to have eight in our Glam Pack on sale now! Come collect all the gifts before they go away.

We will have a few more surprises in the coming days and a raffle for store credit is now available in the main store!

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Its worth a life time Experience to be part of Flower petals Holi at this Temple in Vrindavan.

Holi, the Festival of Colours has been celebrated in India since thousands of years and is now also celebrated by various communities of South Asia including non-Hindu communities.

While Holi is celebrated in almost every part of India, Holi in Braj is especially famous. Braj is a historical region which covers the area of Mathura, Vrindavan,Barsana,Nandgaon and some nearby areas. Holi here attacts tourists and pilgrims from all over the world because of it’s special customs and traditions. Mathura is the birth-place of Lord Krishna and Vrindavan is the place where he grew up in his childhood.

When Krishna was young, he cribbed to his mother about Radha (his friend) being fair while Krishna himself was dark complexioned. His mother (Yashoda) suggested him to colour Radha with colors in a playful manner. Over the years, Krishna from his village Nandgaon used to go to Barsana (Radha’s village) to color Radha and other Gopis. They also used to playfully beat him with sticks. And hence the tradition evolved.

G'day everyone! As I've studied and been more educated about Interior Design, I've come to understand and learn about what the main focus and strategy is,

behind Interior Design, or Architecture alone. Nature is very important,

it enhances the chemical of where the structure stands, you have to respect natures well being to then accomplish and create a building on mothers land. Once you've accomplished then you will be able to understand it's stance.

Interior Design is mostly inspired by Fashion, the skin complexion of the models

which stand upright, within the landscape, the two define each other and create a

storyline somehow, and usually the Designer will influence the Internals by bringing in the depths of the 'exterior'

such as landscape, but Fashion also allows an Interior Designer to grasp a space, like additional emotions, setting a mood for instincts.

A mid-dry grounds, with weeds of thorn bushes, and long grass, climbing up through the sand dunes, as the wind blows out, swooping down over the rocks,

and the distant town calling out, the red rock, the white sand, the crisp fresh, dry,

sounds of a nature taking its toll. The models stand free, with the wind relapsing itself, through

their hair, clothing with no branding or tagging, to be detached from the day to day routine, and to just connect with the mother nature.

The exterior of the structure was designed by myself, but with the help of a dear man, Thomaz Mulloy,

he was able to transform, the structure and make it into a high definition build with nice quality textures. The build wasn't inspired by anyone but nature,

it's wind protected, meaning the build stands tall at 8 meters high, it's shaped like an 'A' being a windbreaker at the front, protecting the front and back from

strong wind storms, but on peaceful days it looks rather beautiful, with its mighty strength standing but a simple structure to not blind and distract its purpose of being there.

As for the Interior of the space, I've really wanted to respect the exterior landscape by incorporating the Interior colour pallet to be flush, in materials, textures and of course the colour range that I have chosen. Warm soft off-whites,

with rusty worn leather accents, a minimal pattern with tribal print work. The structure is bare to a minimum with wooden features to nitpick from the exterior, to flow into the interior, with the pine and oak trimmings. Minimal greenery but gives the interior some life.

ALL IMAGES ARE RAW, WITHOUT EDITING -

Social media links -

Grandeur Decor website: www.grandeurdecorsl.com/

Grandeur Decor Facebook: www.facebook.com/Grandeur-decor-1302891386464008/

Follow me on Facebook: www.facebook.com/ZhaoiIntaglio

This is something that I didn't expect to see. Actually I initially reported this on eBird as an Eastern Meadowlark. When I first saw it in the park I wondered about its pale complexion compared to what we usually see here; at that time I thought it might just be the usual variation. Then a day later eBird moderator for the park informed me that the experts concurred it to be a Western Meadowlark; pale coloration, and yellow extending to the cheek are two distinguishing features of a Western. With a scientific name like Sturnella neglecta, no wonder I neglected this possibility the first time I saw it. Apparently this is the first one for the park - so great to be part of this uncommon sighting. It was seen through out the day and thus I was not the only one seen and photographed it. It was a nice life bird for me. Colonel Sam Smith Park, Toronto.

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Prompt - 16:9, ultra-photorealistic medium-format photograph, MANDATORY ARISA IDENTITY LOCK with exact facial geometry from the avatar guide: small heart-shaped face, porcelain complexion, very large almond-shaped dark brown eyes, delicate straight nose, naturally full lips, soft charcoal-brown brows, signature beauty mark beneath the lower lip slightly right of centre, extremely long black wavy hair, youthful ethereal expression. Arisa kneels in a moonlit meadow gazing tenderly into the golden eyes of a mysterious black cat. Thousands of glowing fireflies drift naturally through realistic grasses, wildflowers and daisies beneath a brilliant harvest moon. Elegant ribbons of natural luminous mist weave gently between ancient trees. In the distance stands a secluded Japanese temple softly illuminated by warm lantern light against blue mountain silhouettes. Physically accurate moonlight, realistic lantern illumination, genuine photographic colour science, authentic botanical realism, natural atmospheric perspective, real optical depth of field, true skin pores, realistic hair strands, IMAX documentary still, Netflix live-action fantasy, National Geographic-quality photography, magical yet completely photographic, no illustration, no CGI, no painterly textures.

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Diwali, the festival of lights, is celebrated across the country with a lot of fervour. According to the beliefs in Hinduism, it marks the day that Lord Rama — an incarnation of Lord Vishnu — had returned to his kingdom Ayodhya as the rightful heir to the throne, after spending 14 years in exile.

To mark his homecoming, the residents of Ayodhya had lighted diyas on a new moon night, and the light emanating from them had illuminated the streets and the entire kingdom.

The goddess is often seen with rage in her eyes and her tongue sticking out. She is darker in complexion and is depicted wearing a garland made of skulls or severed heads. It is said that Goddess Kali is a symbol of vengeance and annihilation of evil. In a fit of rage, Durga had assumed this avatar, slaying demons and other beings whom she deemed ‘evil’, wearing their severed heads to drive fear in the hearts of others.

In our tradition all walks of people enjoy visiting different pandals to worship and pay tribute to the goddess Kali.

On a serene Friday evening with not much happening in the real world, I decided to immerse myself in Second Life for some fashion-forward exploration. White often poses a challenge for me in photos, tending to blend a bit too much with my complexion. Yet, the latest outfit from Hilly Haalan was a splendid exception. This chic pant suit, tailored to accentuate my curves precisely, delivered a look that was both enticing and elegantly sophisticated. The fabric's graceful flow and the outfit's thoughtful design transformed it from mere attire into a bold fashion statement.

I decided to pair it with my favorite piece from Kunglers and this elegant cuff set from Yummy because there is no greater crime than failing to accessorize.

What's worse is that I was all dolled up with no place to go. Fortunately, a friend recommended a house music venue called After-Taste Spa. The place exudes chic sophistication, and the vibe shifts depending on the time you visit. Its decor brings to mind the stylish venues I've experienced in Miami, adorned with tropical foliage, brass accents, and eclectic pieces. The residents tend toward the naughtier side, so be forewarned—it's a space where private chats blend with spicy areas for random encounters. While that's not my usual scene, I found the people-watching absolutely enthralling.

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White Pant Suit: (Hilly Haalan - Didi Set)

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Necklace: (Kunglers - Stella Necklace )

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Bracelet and Cuff Set: (Yummy - Evelyn set)

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"I wonder about silence. Also about darkness. I love the idea that city lights are a "conspiracy" against higher thoughts". — Terry Tempest Williams; 'A voice in the wilderness: conversations with Terry Tempest Williams'.

"City lights shine bright on my complexion,

Self-reflection...Red hairs flashing at the intersection.

Life is a green light, one star, no script,

Supporting actors...Fresh peaches, no pit". — Action Bronson

U2 — City of blinding lights ♫ www.youtube.com/watch?v=8xQOb51qZ-c

The more you see, the less you know

The less you find out as you go

I knew much more then

Than I do now

Luckily.

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52 Weeks Project... Here I go again!

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<3 Within seconds you stole my attention

Skin so perfect, a golden complexion

More than beautiful girl, you’re a work of art <3

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Mettle Strike©

Let go of all those pieces that no longer keep you together

Shattered like ice, broken like glass, scattered like crystals

Into the ocean with a fanfare of seagull birds of a feather

Thrashing like metal, an alternative death for the ex pistols

I bleed all I cannot feel by navicular fingertip

Floating endlessly till I can no more equip

These pilfering pains that filtrate my very life, my very walls

That play dance with me by bloodthirsty candlelight

Waxing and waning it raps all it bloody well forestalls

Health may be a damned fallacy rather than a human right

And it'll not half give me a fright should it ever be returned

To the sender of the unwanted label so unearned

What a mixed up world whereby doors open and close

At the most inopportune moments, time turning time and again

Turning over a new page that became too heavy and froze,

Everything's wrong to be righted without refrain

So we will sing it's appraisal a segueing style

Paranoia no more rules the waves nor can it any longer rile

Presently my window affords a tricolour November scene

At the 3rd Strike I'm reminded of the dispraise of unfavourable days

The immobile dream on a hairpin between affection and the angered complexion unseen

They coalesce yes, as does a coastline with seafaring ways

Yet such abrasion is jarred, scarred and very often avant garde

Where recovery has recuperation's very deepest regard

It's the place I return to in the depths of desperation

That escapism of victory's finest parade of memories fond

Reality is the fantasy of dreamlike worlds model creation

Beginning a valiance over timeless lands and even beyond

A tertiary flight of fancy that can take as long...as it likes

And I will, I will testify that good health is captured as occasionally as lightning strikes.

by anglia24

11h45: 26/11/2008

©2008anglia24

A Pacific Northwest sunset reflected at low tide on Olympic National Park's Ruby Beach in Washington. The late afternoon initially did not look promising, photographically speaking; heavy gray clouds blanketed the western sky and I thought briefly about heading elsewhere. But patience often pays dividends, and as luck would have it, just before sunset, things took on a different complexion...so to speak. I'm glad I hung around and was treated to this incredible vista - shared only with a few gulls!

View on black or gray / B l a c k M a g i c

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Andrea Previtali, known as Cordeliaghi (Brembate, about 1480 - Bergamo, 1528) - portrait of a man (c. 1502) - tempera on canvas 23.8 x 18 cm- Museo Poldi Pezzoli, Milan

Questa preziosa opera è uno degli esempi più alti dell’abilità ritrattistica di Andrea Previtali, soprannominato Cordeliaghi perché figlio di un commerciante di corde e aghi. Nato vicino a Bergamo, si era formato a Venezia nella bottega di Giovanni Bellini, come è confermato dalla firma in latino sul retro del dipinto: "Andreas Cordelle Agi Discipulus Iohannis Bellini Pinxit". Questa piccola tavola è databile intorno al 1502, agli anni giovanili del pittore fortemente influenzati dallo stile del maestro. Sebbene l’identità del personaggio sia sconosciuta, il tipo d’acconciatura e il copricapo fanno supporre che l’uomo fosse veneziano. Il colore acceso dello sfondo e la massa scura dei capelli e del berretto mettono in risalto, per contrasto, le delicate sfumature dell’incarnato del volto. L’opera, acquistata nel 1882 da Giuseppe Bertini, il primo direttore del Museo Poldi Pezzoli, è uno dei ritratti più amati del Museo.

This precious work is one of the highest examples of the portraiture skills of Andrea Previtali, nicknamed Cordeliaghi because he was the son of a trader of ropes and needles. Born near Bergamo, he was trained in Venice in the workshop of Giovanni Bellini, as is confirmed by the signature in Latin on the back of the painting: "Andreas Cordelle Agi Discipulus Iohannis Bellini Pinxit". This small panel is datable to around 1502, to the painter's youthful years strongly influenced by the master's style. Although the identity of the character is unknown, the type of hairstyle and the headdress suggest that the man was Venetian. The bright color of the background and the dark mass of the hair and cap bring out, by contrast, the delicate shades of the complexion of the face. The work, purchased in 1882 by Giuseppe Bertini, the first director of the Poldi Pezzoli Museum, is one of the Museum's most beloved portraits.

I find this breed of duck fascinating. I suppose their ruddy face is somehow attractive to the opposite sex. I try to understand what purpose their oddly wattled complexion might have. I have no answers.

My daughter posing for a fee of £10.00, handheld with overhead natural light

Hello everyone!

With a new decade, a nice new office, what better than to have a revamp of my Second Life home, which if you hadn't seen before, was a small miniature house in the Victorian desert. I love freedom of nature. I'm not fond of the city hustle & bustle, so to adventure and to hike the sensational views, one must fly rural and remote to the outer inland parts of the 'world.' (hehe) My new home is a little larger than the last one I lived in, which surprisingly a lot of you guys liked it a lot and I've been thinking about selling the floor-plan of the home for limited edition, perhaps only 5 copies of it.

If you're a new follower, first of all thanks for following me! You might not have seen my old home, so here is a link to the album; www.flickr.com/photos/jackhanby_grandeurdecorsl/albums/72...

For this home, the colour palate still remains the same, really extracting the complexions of mother nature, and corresponding it with the accented interior highlights throughout. I wanted to play a huge factor on the natural light, with minimal artificial lights throughout. Minimal furnishings and hardware architectural components. Deserts are very beautiful, whilst some might say bland, so I wanted to make sure the modern home itself stood out but in a way which it didn't interfere with the composition it was in, so I've reduced the architectural additions to the home, keeping it simple and living within one's means. This new home is very mature from my previous and more like an art installation within the premises.

Social Links;

www.jackhanbyinteriors.com/

Hello everyone!

With a new decade, a nice new office, what better than to have a revamp of my Second Life home, which if you hadn't seen before, was a small miniature house in the Victorian desert. I love freedom of nature. I'm not fond of the city hustle & bustle, so to adventure and to hike the sensational views, one must fly rural and remote to the outer inland parts of the 'world.' (hehe) My new home is a little larger than the last one I lived in, which surprisingly a lot of you guys liked it a lot and I've been thinking about selling the floor-plan of the home for limited edition, perhaps only 5 copies of it.

If you're a new follower, first of all thanks for following me! You might not have seen my old home, so here is a link to the album; www.flickr.com/photos/jackhanby_grandeurdecorsl/albums/72...

For this home, the colour palate still remains the same, really extracting the complexions of mother nature, and corresponding it with the accented interior highlights throughout. I wanted to play a huge factor on the natural light, with minimal artificial lights throughout. Minimal furnishings and hardware architectural components. Deserts are very beautiful, whilst some might say bland, so I wanted to make sure the modern home itself stood out but in a way which it didn't interfere with the composition it was in, so I've reduced the architectural additions to the home, keeping it simple and living within one's means. This new home is very mature from my previous and more like an art installation within the premises.

Social Links;

www.jackhanbyinteriors.com/

In Lisbon, where the intrigue unfolds, this scene appears remarkably like a vignette from the Casablanca film. A bigger mystery is how he is able to maintain a monochrome complexion against a decidedly colorful ambience.

@styledbyarwa

Hi, my name is Arwa.

I’ve always been interested in expressive art. Growing up as a minority, I’ve come to find out that I stand out a little more than the average person; odd sounding name, slightly darker complexion, different native tongue and culture. All of that gave a statement before I even spoke. My being itself, is an expression. Now that I appreciate my uniqueness, I want to use it to portray my ideas. I’m very into sustainable and modest fashion, but there is only so much I can wear myself, so I decided to start putting my ideas on my friends.

I hope to use multiple mediums to express my work and collaborate with as many local creatives as possible.

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"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"

— William Shakespeare

Sonnet 18

Decatur’s Kitchen Garden

Decatur (Legacy Park), Georgia, USA.

10 July 2020.

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Dear Diary:

It has been a while since I had the chance, or the inclination, to write. Centuries, in fact, as it has turned out.

In the aftermath of Miss Frost’s murder I was hesitant to commit anything to writing, for fear of implicating myself and the other ladies of the town who sought retribution against her killers. That episode ended in the most Pyrrhic victory, since, I suppose,

Pyrrhus’s:

The Governor, Miss Frost’s treacherous brother, and their henchmen surely died in the explosion which destroyed the Dysart hotel, rather spectacularly.

In the immediate aftermath of the secondary explosion, from the gas mains, I was later told, something else happened, something quite disorienting: a swirl of some strange energy and a shock the likes of which I had never experienced. I lost consciousness for a brief moment.

When I awoke, I – and my companions – were no longer on New Victoria Street. Rather, we were on some sort of platform, surrounded by immense structures of metal and glass. People- both men and women – in a sort of white uniform ran toward us, but before I could recoil in fear they announced themselves as first aid workers of a sort. When even Miss Dagger relaxed back onto the ground, I had to conclude that whatever had happened, we were in safe hands for the moment.

One of the people, a young man with a most handsome complexion and extraordinarily white, even teeth helped me to my feet – well, between the two of us, Diary, essentially carried me into one of the buildings. The others seemed steadier on their feet – but they had the steel to commit murder (however necessary), while I simply stood by and fretted. Clearly I was made of less stern stuff.

Inside, each of us was escorted off for a medical inspection of sorts. There was much reading off of sheets of glass and waving of strange objects. Amusingly, it felt like some sort of barbarian tribal ritual, but clearly their machinery was advanced beyond the imagination of even Mr. Verne- but that thought led me to a short story I had read by a Mr. Wells, (who was later revealed to be a woman, writing under her brother’s name, but I digress) of travel in time, and some understanding of what had happened to me began to form. Ironically, that would make us the primitives here!

A very stern woman in the same white uniform proceeded to lecture me, reading off another one of those panes of glass, about my utterly unacceptable physical condition. Apparently I was so weak she couldn’t understand how I was able to move under my own power (I do suspect a bit of hyperbole there for effect), and that my lungs looked like the inside of a coal mine. That I was ready to believe, but that was only the beginning of a long and vituperative lecture on the dangers of tobacco, which did quite impress me with its graphic horror.

The woman – a doctor, it turned out! – did explain that we had passed through a “rift,” and were in the future, but not necessarily the future attached to our past, as it were. I did not parse the details very well, still being stuck on “esophageal cancer” and “emphysema.”

She explained that we would receive instruction directly into our minds (no panes of glass!) that would cover the history and culture of our new world, and that we would be assigned someone local to help us in our adjustment.

She did something to a string of tubes, and I promptly fell asleep. My dreams were of all sorts of things: the history, politics, and manners of my new world. The rights and freedoms given to women were quite extraordinary, as was the culture’s lack of taboos around matters of the body.

Thankfully, the Church of the Elder Gods was to be found here as well, but as one of many equal faiths. And women could be found in all ranks of its administration!

While my dreams disgracefully lacked a thorough exploration of the time’s fashions, much could be inferred – and even in my dreams, I could hardly wait to go explore the world’s shops and magazines (more panes of glass, as I correctly supposed).

Upon awakening, the most extraordinarily beautiful woman I had ever seen was to be found at the foot of my bed, reading off, yes, of course, a pane of glass. She set it down and came over to take my hand. She had masses of pale lavender hair, perfect light mocha skin, and glowing violet eyes that seemed to be some distant descendant of the mechanical eyes some Army veterans wore to replace those lost in combat.

“Welcome to the future. I’m Cydonia Wren, and I think we are going to be great friends!”

(for Hannah's live before NeoExtropia, see her album: www.flickr.com/photos/163927619@N03/albums/72177720319474... )

El monumento al Marqués es obra del escultor Mariano Benlliure,, está diseñado en bronce y se asienta sobre un pedestal de mármol.

La estatua está flanqueada por dos figuras. Un hombre que sostiene un pico y un azadón, que representa el trabajo, y una mujer que presenta en ofrenda a un niño, que representa la caridad.

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.

G'day everyone! As I've studied and been more educated about Interior Design, I've come to understand and learn about what the main focus and strategy is,

behind Interior Design, or Architecture alone. Nature is very important,

it enhances the chemical of where the structure stands, you have to respect natures well being to then accomplish and create a building on mothers land. Once you've accomplished then you will be able to understand it's stance.

Interior Design is mostly inspired by Fashion, the skin complexion of the models

which stand upright, within the landscape, the two define each other and create a

storyline somehow, and usually the Designer will influence the Internals by bringing in the depths of the 'exterior'

such as landscape, but Fashion also allows an Interior Designer to grasp a space, like additional emotions, setting a mood for instincts.

A mid-dry grounds, with weeds of thorn bushes, and long grass, climbing up through the sand dunes, as the wind blows out, swooping down over the rocks,

and the distant town calling out, the red rock, the white sand, the crisp fresh, dry,

sounds of a nature taking its toll. The models stand free, with the wind relapsing itself, through

their hair, clothing with no branding or tagging, to be detached from the day to day routine, and to just connect with the mother nature.

The exterior of the structure was designed by myself, but with the help of a dear man, Thomaz Mulloy,

he was able to transform, the structure and make it into a high definition build with nice quality textures. The build wasn't inspired by anyone but nature,

it's wind protected, meaning the build stands tall at 8 meters high, it's shaped like an 'A' being a windbreaker at the front, protecting the front and back from

strong wind storms, but on peaceful days it looks rather beautiful, with its mighty strength standing but a simple structure to not blind and distract its purpose of being there.

As for the Interior of the space, I've really wanted to respect the exterior landscape by incorporating the Interior colour pallet to be flush, in materials, textures and of course the colour range that I have chosen. Warm soft off-whites,

with rusty worn leather accents, a minimal pattern with tribal print work. The structure is bare to a minimum with wooden features to nitpick from the exterior, to flow into the interior, with the pine and oak trimmings. Minimal greenery but gives the interior some life.

ALL IMAGES ARE RAW, WITHOUT EDITING -

Social media links -

Grandeur Decor website: www.grandeurdecorsl.com/

Grandeur Decor Facebook: www.facebook.com/Grandeur-decor-1302891386464008/

Follow me on Facebook: www.facebook.com/ZhaoiIntaglio

New hand-crafted hand-painted E.T. the extra-terrestrial* sweet alien sculpture by artist Cecce, now major aged, had its debut in

Jet-set society yesterday night at the party by Elena (singer) and Thomas, singer, dancer and performer (Amici, Tale e Quale on Italian National broadcasting TV).

All attention and general compliments to her big sculpted mask. We are immensely proud and delighted by her artwork !!

Photo exceptionally taken by Stefano Wolf, me, lol. (Quick macro snapshot without tripod, this morning at the first twilight and no flash).

* The original worldwide famous special character has been projected and designed by the Italian artist Carlo Rambaldi, Triple Oscar winner (King Kong, Alien, E.T. the extra-terrestrial).

Whole Album www.flickr.com/photos/vintage_events_italy/albums/7215767...

©Stefano Wolf, co-owned with ©Art by Cecce. Manufact Authorship by her.

IMG_6473-2 Please, don't copy nor republish nor re-blog/re-share out of Flickr without my consent.

(My copyrighted Photo is already licensed for editorial scopes only).

"Kill the creator! Send them the bomb!

Kill the creator! Send them the bomb!

Daddy, do you have a cigarette for me? I think

Maybe it's getting late, maybe time is running out

You know, I knew somebody once, rifled through his drawers

I wasn't that suspicious but you know, these things they happen

But, muñeca, do you have a towel?

See those people gather round

Baby do you have a light?

What's it like in Ohio... baby?

What d'you want to call me, muñeca?

Honey, do you like my dress?

You know, I think the colour pink suits my complexion

Or is it a reflection of the sky outside, you know

Why are those people crowding around?

You know I think your time is running out

What was your name, anyway?

No lipstick on his collar, but maybe it was blood

I don't know to this day, dear

Do you have another, uh...

Did you light that cigarette for me?

Oh, did you leave that on the side?

Do you have another cigarette for me? You know, uh

Well, I had somebody once, ah

You know, we used to cook a lot

It was a...

Do you like chillis in Ohio?

Muñeca, yo te quiero

Yo te quiero Ohio

Anyway... muy bonito

Where did I leave my matches?

I thought they were on the table there

By the way, did you, uh...?

Do you have some, uh, cash for me

Because you know I have to, uh, get a cab somewhere, after here

You know, I don't want to push you, but, uh

You know, I've got to go some place

There's something burning in the kitchen

Did I put the pepper in?

I don't... uh... oh, dear

You know you have to watch yourself, don't you?

Why are those people crowding round me in the street

It must be like that for you a little bit, huh?

It's a bit of a commotion

Nice meeting you

I have no regrets, but I did feel a little bad, you know?

It's kind of like, you know what it's like"...

Coil / Things Happen...

www.youtube.com/watch?v=bM7NhrBV988

I was bored with Blythe so I finally gave my Iplehouse Lonnie some makeup and here she is! Duno how long she will stay here, I cant really bond with young looking bjds like this. I cant dress her sexy since her body is like a 10 yr old. Also, she was supposed to be my creole girl, but her complexion is lighter than I expected (she's 'real skin' complexion which looked a bit tanner in the Iplehouse pics). aarrhhh -____-

adding a late description here, had to get off the computer after i uploaded this as there as a storm.

desaturation on the skin to get a pale complexion, rest are the normal colours, again still using camera in manual mode.

Artist Anne Longo. For Julia Kay's Portrait Party. From my watercolor sketchbook, with notes on C. Reid's color usage for watercolor complexions. Please note: I added Q Gold, however, that is not in the color list from the particular C. Reid book I was referencing.

He’s as a streetlife available denizen across whom I usually come, indeed I didn’t know where he’s from, but his hoary hair tufted, scragyy, raw-boned, dark suntanned complexion, it was appeared to be ups and downs, dripted and floated on the sea of his life, he told me that he's been supposed to be resemble a controversial charater in swashbucklers of KimDung’s ( a decade 60's well-known Chinese novelist of Kungfu swashbuckler romance)

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Dusting off (literally) some old negatives, I was struck by this one: Santa Claus, hand painted to have a Black complexion, found as you see him. There is a potent metaphor regarding race and economic justice implicit in this image, I'm just not sure what it is.

Minneapolis, late '90s

Pentax k1000 | 50mm f2 SMC Pentax-M | Kodak Gold 200

Nesta Marley soaks in the rays with the help of appropriate UV blockers and moisturisers. Her complexion is so lovely she keeps a tan even in the winter but she loves the feel of the sun on her skin.

golden encore

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Ladies' Home Journal, June 1958. These magazines are so gigantic, it's hard to get them scanned in using my scanner with its tiny scanning bed. So here are a few of my first attempts to use photomerge in Photoshop.

Warm, radiant, and irresistibly natural, Paige by VOGUEL captivates with her delicate details, beautiful freckles, and refined, realistic complexion.

Available in 12 Velour Tones, 10 Not Found Tones, and 7 The Skinnery Tones, Paige also includes a browless version and the shape. Worn on LeLUTKA Avalon, she is compatible with all LeLUTKA EvoX heads.

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March Bracelet / Martis

On March 1st, it is customary for mothers to braid bracelets for their children. These bracelets are called ‘Martis’. They are made of red and white string and are tied onto the wrists of the children.

The superstition is that the children wear these bracelets so that the sun of early spring doesn’t burn their cheeks. The bracelet is red and white, symbolic of rosy cheeks yet a white complexion.

The bracelets are worn until the Midnight Mass of the Greek Orthodox Easter. When the traditional bonfires are lit, the bracelets are removed and thrown into the fires.

Strobist info : 1 SB900 over and right of the camera triggered via Nikon CLS wirelessly.

This is the first photo of my son in flickr.

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Its worth a life time experience to be part of Flower petals Holi at this Temple in Vrindavan.

Holi, the Festival of Colours has been celebrated in India since thousands of years and is now also celebrated by various communities of South Asia including non-Hindu communities.

While Holi is celebrated in almost every part of India, Holi in Braj is especially famous. Braj is a historical region which covers the area of Mathura, Vrindavan,Barsana,Nandgaon and some nearby areas. Holi here attacts tourists and pilgrims from all over the world because of it’s special customs and traditions. Mathura is the birth-place of Lord Krishna and Vrindavan is the place where he grew up in his childhood.

When Krishna was young, he cribbed to his mother about Radha (his friend) being fair while Krishna himself was dark complexioned. His mother (Yashoda) suggested him to colour Radha with colors in a playful manner. Over the years, Krishna from his village Nandgaon used to go to Barsana (Radha’s village) to color Radha and other Gopis. They also used to playfully beat him with sticks. And hence the tradition evolved.