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I, as do many other folk have a completely irrational fear of spiders. This particular time of year they are everywhere. As an accomplished gardener you'd think I would have overcome this, but sadly I haven't and which has caused quite some fun in my family when I run scared around my cottage garden in my wellies. Yesterday I did have to admire the beauty of nature and the spiders talent to make such beautiful webs, and how they catch the autumn sunlight. So, I took my extension tubes and decided to get up close and personal. I admit I was terrified, my palms were clammy and heartbeat was racing. I tried to make the image a creative one using the light given and the reflections of the web and the sun bouncing from the spider. I hope I have made this macro image an artistic one... and yes, they bring me 'fear'! have a great Friday and hope you like my brave image ~ KissThePixel2018
Fear
It is said that before entering the sea
a river trembles with fear.
She looks back at the path she has traveled,
from the peaks of the mountains,
the long winding road crossing forests and villages.
And in front of her,
she sees an ocean so vast,
that to enter
there seems nothing more than to disappear forever.
But there is no other way.
The river cannot go back.
Nobody can go back.
To go back is impossible in existence.
The river needs to take the risk
of entering the ocean
because only then will fear disappear,
because that’s where the river will know
it’s not about disappearing into the ocean,
but of becoming the ocean
- - Poem by Kahlil Gibran - -
“Fear is a pair of handcuffs on your soul.”
— Faye Dunaway
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Finally I had some own material to use...the model is my very own son, Benjamin...:)
I felt doing something hopegiving and thought of what would be the most comforting feeling if your child was lost in the middle of nowhere...
I recommend the View On Black
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Background forest by Stock-feele:
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Arcane circle brush by Obsidian Dawn:
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upon waking from a dream, this seemed appropriate to represent me coming to face my formless fears from a future possibility. I face these with some trepidation. While fooling around,I shot this with a cloudy white balance setting on my camera.Not shot with sepia. funky sky.
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Depiction: Fear
Fear Of is a portrait depicting the feeling of being afraid. If you want to conquer fear, don't sit home and think about it. Go out and get busy.
Fear Of is a photo by Toni Oprea on Unsplash but post-processed as a B&W Fine Art by me using Photoshop and Lightroom. Please let me know what you think. | Visit my profile @ 500px ift.tt/2mFC0UQ
for Macro Mondays. Take your pick:
Linonophobia: fear of shoelaces
Trypophobia: fear of holes
Porphyrophobia: fear of purple
Chrysophobia: fear of orange
Xanthophobia: fear of yellow
Sciophobia: fear of shadows
Anthophobia: fear of flowers
and
Haptodysphoria: dislike of fuzzy textures (peach fuzz, suede, velvet)
Artwork ©jackiecrossley
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Begging is a common scenario of Bangladesh society like other developing countries of the world.They beg due to the victim of proverty cycle.Many of the beggars are forced to beg but I do believe that she was not one of them.Once I met a rickshaw wala at Hathazari aged around 65 years old with full of white hairs.He wears a Punjabi that time.I talked to him then what shocked me a lot was his life story.The untold story.He was a teacher of a school and his son is now a lieutenant.Still he is a rickshaw puller now.He said, ”I struggled and fought my entire life for him but I am nothing to him now”.He was totally neglected beause of his sons wife.Sometimes life leaves us blind.Except rickshaw pulling he has no choice.We can easily find thousands of people like him who have no choice except richshaw pulling,begging and other stuffs.Maybe that son will realise after his death then tears will steam down his face but he wont replace .The question is why I am telling you the story?.May be because this begger has a untold story .Maybe she has no one who is gonna listen to her.Maybe that’s why she was on that station.When one lost everything from life ,he has then no fear.
“the beggar wears all colors fearing none “.
piece from my current solo show at gallery three in san francisco. for more info about the show, check out these links:
a vintage 1964 chrysler imperial crown coupe sleeps in a desert junkyard. nikon D7000 + nikkor 10-24mm, 2min exposure under full moon, light painting with protomachines flashlight.
i had to do an errand
had to pick a peck of snide
in a dark and gloomy snide field
that was almost 9 miles wide
i said i do not fear those pants
with nobody inside them
i said and said and said those words
i said them, but i lied them
and there i was caught in the snide
and in that dreadful place
those spooky empty pants and i
were standing face to face
i yelled for help, i screamed, i shrieked
i howled, i yowled, i cried.
oh save me from those pale green pants
with nobody inside them.
but then a strange thing happened
why those pants began to cry
those pants began to tremble
they were just as scared as i
i never heard such whimpering
and i began to see
that i was just as strange to them
as they were strange to me.
i put my arm around their waist
and sat right down beside them
i calmed them down
poor empty pants
with nobody inside them
and now we meet quite often
those empty pants and i
and we never shake or tremble
we both smile and we say
hi
from a book by dr. seuss that scared me to death as a child. these desert trees brought back memories of the snide field
for I shall defend my territory with a passion that this tiny body belies and your mind cannot comprehend.
This is from over a year and a half ago. HEY TAYLOR thanks for being an awesome model for me! <3
I got nothing funny to say. I'm out of luls. Lul-less, you might say.
Midian
(Pose by me)
I couldn't choose between the both, so..
A different view, a different feeling...
Je ne pouvais pas choisir entre les deux, alors...
Un point de vue différent, un sentiment différent...
Fear is loud and bossy.
She can be vicious at times.
And the worst of it is that
she often mingles truth with fiction.
But you must learn to challenge
the stories she feeds you.
You get to be the boss of your thoughts.
You can learn to question
whether or not
everything she tells you
is truth,
whole truth,
and nothing but the truth.
Since you have done the work
to deepen self-awareness
and self-compassion,
when she throws all your past failings
in your face you won’t crumble
because you already know you are imperfect…
AND you are beautiful
and resilient
and worthy
of building a
thoughtfully crafted life.