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Éist le mo chroí
Go brónach a choích'
Tá mé caillte gan tú
's do bhean chéile
An grá mór i do shaoil
Threoraí sé mé
Bígí liomsa i gcónaí
Lá 's oích'
Have been challenged by @zoomnl and @sigmafotobenelux to make a fotoseries with the theme ‘hidden beauty’ , after some struggles i managed to create this series, want to read about it:
zoom.nl/nieuws/partner-sigma-art-challenge-de-huilende-ki...
Let me know what you think of it!
Ben uitgedaagd geweest van @zoomnl en @sigmafotobenelux om een fotoserie te maken met als thema ‘verborgen schoonheid’ , na een periode van blik op oneindig kwam er deze reeks uit, wil je er meer over lezen volg dan deze link:
zoom.nl/nieuws/partner-sigma-art-challenge-de-huilende-ki...
Benieuwd wat jullie van het artikel vinden!
9 Images stacked to focus the flower and 5 images blended to get the milk drops. 2 drops PhotoShopped in..
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SUMMER HERE I COME. I AM SO EXCITED! Today was my last day of school and now I am officially on summer vacation. Now I have no excuse for not taking pictures so hopefully I will get this project back on track.
Oofta.. I am so behind.
Straight from the camera.
I wanted to create as large space of my studio as just possible!
Model: actor/dancer Unto Nuora.
*sings in Mulan*
When the day had come for him to finally see the outside world he ventured back into the small bathroom. He had to see it now. Slowly he reched out and tucked on the towel covering the mirror. He stared. Stared and stared at his own reflection, dropping the towel to the ground.
His face. He reached up towards it. It was gone. It was just gone. He had felt it but he had never dared to actually look at it and see how bad it was. Where once was a thick black beard now only hung a few strands of white hair barely resembling a beard. Where once his nose was, was now a hole. A black deep hole. He looked like he had been dead for a long, long time.
Tears ran down the red, peeled skin that stretched over pointy cheekbones.
Maybe, he thought- it was better this way. Better that Sophie and the Baby were still in that Cryopod. Sleeping the reality away.
They would've been scared of him! Hell, he was scared of himself.
He looked like a monster, like something from a movie or Video game but now. It was all a harsh reality.
The mirror shattered into a thousand pieces when his exposed knuckles hit the glass, cutting deep into his flesh as he screamed in agony and pain, his lonely voice echoing from the tiled walls of the underground Laboratory . He sank down to his knees, sobbing, crying...Nothing in this world would ever be the same. And as he looked down, reaching for a shard of mirror, lifting it up , looking at his reflection once more, he suddenly realized that he was, in fact, all alone now.
and yes, my mood is blue
Crazy
Crazy, I'm crazy for feeling so lonely.
I'm crazy, crazy for feeling so blue.
I knew, you'd love me as long as you wanted,
And then someday you'd leave me for somebody new.
Worry, why do I let myself worry,
Wond'ring, what in the world did I do.
Crazy, for thinking that my love could hold you
I'm crazy for trying and crazy for crying
And I'm crazy for loving you.
Crazy, for thinking that my love could hold you
I'm crazy for trying and crazy for crying
And I'm crazy for loving you.
Patsy Cline
This crisp cool morning I am weeping.
I awoke with a chill in the air and now my petals are trembling.
Gentle rains are my friend but I now cry because I feel Autumn sneaking her way into my world.
Was not posed or planed. this was a truly emotional moment for me. i try to make my photos very true to me, as in reflecting my life in its most beautiful and tragic times. I have been a little off schedule lately, but I plan to post more very soon.
It comes from the ancient belief that the swan stays silent its entire life, only to sing a beautiful song just before it dies. "Wild Swans" is thus the emotional heart of The Lost Birds--one final, impassioned cry, before the birds' songs recede into the long silence of extinction
taken : dandOl my Czn ;**
mOdel : sha3oOL ,, czn =D
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edit : SUre > meee ;o)
Would you cry if you saw me crying ?!
And would you save my soul to night !?
Would you tremble if I touch your lips ?!
Or would you laugh? Oh, please tell me this ,,,
Now wouldn't you die? For the one you love
Oh….hold me in you arms to night
*I can be your hero baby*
I can kiss a way your pain ,,
((I'll stand be you for ever))
mY great lOve *A* ;***
(K)(K)
silly & cOpy past cOmment will be deleteD
Would not have even noticed this fella if he wasn't making a screeching noise. It was very weird, I didn't even know snakes could make noises like that.
I love the sound of the red winged blackbirds calling out by the water. Yesterday morning was filled with that sound. Must be the Spring-like weather we're having (Apologies to the places that are still experiencing harsh winter weather!). At the Tualatin Hills Wetlands near Beaverton, Oregon.
a good start in the new week !!
I was lost till you were found
But I never know how far down
I was falling
Before I reached the bottom
I was cold and you were fire
And I never knew how the pyre
Could be burning
On the edge of the ice field
And now the chilly California wind
Is blowing down our bodies again
And we're sinking deeper and deeper
In the chilly California sand
Oh I know you belong
Inside my aching heart
And can't you see my faded Levis
Bursting apart
And don't you hear me crying:
"Oh Babe, don't go"
And don't you hear me screaming
"How was I to know?"
I'm in the middle of nowhere
Near the end of the line
But there's a border to somewhere waiting
And there's a tankful of time
Oh give me just another moment
To see the light of the day
And take me to another land where
I don't have to stay
And I'm gonna need somebody to make me feel like you do
And I will receive somebody with open arms, open eyes
Open up the sky and let the planet that I love shine through
For crying out loud