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Uploads may become sporadic. I just lost my boyfriend of 4 years unexpectedly only 6 days ago. I know he wouldn’t want me to stop my passion but I don’t have much of a heart for anything right now. We found this cemetery together down a dirt lane off a main road near the town his mom lived in. We both thought this was an interesting gravestone statue so I’m trying to think back on memories like this, of all the places we explored together and traveled to together. I think this was during either one of our earliest trips down or right after we moved here to TN.

After his last performance on the Loud & Clear Tour ending in Albuquerque, New Mexico.

The haunting sculpture at Neue Wache portrays a mother grieving the loss of her son. She lost her husband and one son in the First World War and her other son in WWII. Beneath an opening in the ceiling she's exposed to the elements. Under her is buried an unknown solder from WW1 and a nameless victim of the concentration camps of WWII ... very sobering

The grieving widow reads over letters from her beloved. All she has now are memories.

Blythe a Day - book - 11/20/24

Custom Blythe from Etsy

Barbie skirt over a black Blythe dress

Shrug - Etsy

Cat, small chest - thrift store

coffee - Hobby Lobby

books and letters- made by me

1:12 wooden chest

Clock - Avon

Mattel sofa and table repainted

(photo taken at the Exchange building in Brussels, two days after the 2016 terrorist attacks)

Autumn in The Walled Garden, Helmsley, N. Yorks

This is Imani with her kill. If you saw my previous post, you will have met Imani and learned of the tragic loss of her last remaining cub. When Imani lost her cub, she was in the process of hunting to feed her cub and herself. After mourning the loss of her cub and carrying its body to a bush, Imani successfully hunted this young impala. The average life span of a cheetah in the wild is 10-12 years. At 11 years old, Imani is close to the end of her life. I hope I will have the privilege to see her again.

A grieving angel leaning forward, seemingly glaring into the flames of the memorial candles. Do also see my old series of memorial candles from 2012.

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Just a random shot that caught my eye in late 2019 while out shooting street. The broken window and flat tyre really sum up my 2020. Broken and flat.

I ran headwind into the first lockdown fully prepared, stocked up from late January when the coronavirus first hit my radar and I had a gut feeling, that I trusted for once, that this was going to be the next major pandemic since 1918. I started out with the greatest of intentions to learn and practice more and new photography techniques from home but soon fell into depression and hopelessness - barely touching my camera for months at a time.

2019 had been an amazing year, fresh off the back of some great new contracts in 2018 and my Street Photography Workshops gathering pace, I found myself being flown to London for a major photoshoot assignment and was approached by Wex Photo Video to lead regular Street Photo-Walks for them. All was looking up and then 2020 happened.

I have, however, kept myself safe from the virus at home, as best as I can, following the very best science and knowledge from around the globe (and not trusting one single source ever!), but that has meant I have not worked all year. I received the equivalent of 3 weeks worth of income during the first lockdown and that was it - savings and money now depleted the immediate future looks bleak.

Luckily my partner is working from home full time and without that I would now be homeless for sure. I am thankful for much smaller things these days.

Anyhow... It has been a very tough year and has been much tougher for many more. Some homeless, some jobless and millions of grieving families around the world due to a pandemic which could have been prevented.

I raise a toast to my friends and my family, and that includes all of my Flickr friends of course. Stay safe, stay at home as much as you can, and we will see this through to brighter times.

Be strong and know that I care for you all.

Leanne

On 21st of February in 1952 Pakistan authorities, refusing to grant Bangla --- the language spoken by people in the then East Pakistan --- let loose police to brutally thwart a movement by Bengalis over demand that Bangla become a state language. Several lives had been lost - students and others - in that savagery which eventually achieved Bangla its due honour in Pakistan and later the glory of International Mother Language.

Followed by cries of mothers who lost their children, hopelessness of women who lost their husbands, and others who lost their future in hands of political terrorists.

Laura Mohiuddin

macro abstract art

I can only imagine what human hearts have hoped and dreamed of; over what or whom they may have grieved, and over what they may have rejoiced and celebrated in this place over time ... !

Grieves with Ryan Gross and Mouse Powell with Danny T performing at Meow Wolf's music venue in Santa Fe, New Mexico.

Let Angels carry you Dad.

Taken at Roselawn Cemetary, New Jersey

Younger relative had passed away at 50 years old with several family and friends attending the funeral mass. This senior relative was particularly strking to me for his grieving, even when outside in warm sunny weather.

Grieving for the communities of Baton Rouge, St. Paul and Dallas;

Keeping the families and friends of the victims in thought and prayer

Grieves with Ryan Gross and Mouse Powell with Danny T performing at Meow Wolf's music venue in Santa Fe, New Mexico.

Grieves with Ryan Gross and Mouse Powell with Danny T performing at Meow Wolf's music venue in Santa Fe, New Mexico.

Grieving Eric Clapton lived as a recluse in Antigua for a year after his son Conor, four, suffered a fatal 53-storey fall from a New York skyscraper in 1991.

Seen here on the tip of the peninsula is his 14,000 square foot private villa Standfast Point. To the left is Crossroads Centre Antigua, an addiction treatment centre founded by Eric Clapton.

Every decision made is the result of a choice, sometimes mine, sometimes yours. It was my choice to join. It was your choice what I was to be. God did not make the Warrior, man did. In the life we live, the Warrior is a necessity. It is the responsibility of the Warrior to protect and defend the freedom of others, no matter how high the cost. The color of freedom is red.

Grieve the Warrior, You.

Once a Warrior is made, there is no going back. He is forever changed. It is up to you to honor and respect the Warrior in his transformations. A Warrior has wisdom you will never know, let alone understand. Among Indian tribes of old, only a Warrior could become Chief, and only a Chief could advance to Sage.

Grieve the Warrior, You.

There is a Wall filled with bygone heroes, honored and respected. A virtual Wall exists with four times the names, fallen Warriors that shouldn't be, but driven there by dishonor and disrespect. There are many, many more who are alive, but dead at the same time. You have chosen to put it all behind you. It is past now, so let us forget it, like it never happened. Warriors can't put it down, can't forget because it is still happening to their minds.

Grieve the Warrior, You.

Whatever you think of them, or not think of them, doesn't change a thing. You have made them Warriors and Warrior forever they will be. You see I am a Warrior. No one ever says, "I was" or "I will be", but "I am." I am the price of your freedom. Your world exists because of mine, and mine exist because of yours. Your visions are many and varied, of bright and beautiful things to come. The visions of a Warrior are contained in one _____ A thousand-yard stare.

Never mind, the Warrior will grieve You.

This Grizzly mom had lost her other cub to a male the day before, I can't tell you how much this image has stayed w me almost six months later. (Footnote: many thanks for all the faves, views and kind comments)

Nice tribute to the late Alistair Grieve stalwart photographer at the Blaenavon Railway who passed away in 2022.

Davis, California. Artists Mark Grieve & Ilana Spector. The 25 feet tall obelisk is composed of around 110 unwanted children’s bikes, taken apart, cleaned and rebuilt into the Needle. Dedicated in 2019.

theaggie.org/2019/06/03/the-davis-needle-downtowns-monume...

Fujifilm X-S10. Fujinon XF 10-24mm f/4 R OIS. 10mm, f/13, 1/500 sec, ISO 320.

Thanks for viewing.

Grieving man by wookiestock

Beech hedgerow, Swansea

Many grieving hands of leaves lovingly caress the body of the departed family elder.

The dark sorrow and the light in front.

Bragenes kirkegård, Drammen

Magdalene Grieving over the Body of Christ (1867)

Arnold Böcklin

Öl auf Leinwand | Oil on canvas

Kunstmuseum Basel

Currently at the exhibition GOTHIC MODERN in the ALBERTINA in Vienna www.albertina.at/en/exhibitions/gothic-modern/

Arnold Böcklin (1827 – 1901) was a Swiss Symbolist painter.

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arnold_B%C3%B6cklin

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.... A recent addition to Mount Pleasant Cemetery, is an unmarked monument and presumably unoccupied grave. As a tombstone tourist and cemetery photographer, this is the first time I've seen a gargoyle guarding a grave ....