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Sorry, I don't do blue ink. Coprinus comatus, the shaggy ink cap, lawyer's wig, or shaggy mane, is a common fungus often seen growing on lawns, along gravel roads and waste areas. The young fruit bodies first appear as white cylinders emerging from the ground, then the bell-shaped caps open out. The caps are white, and covered with scales—this is the origin of the common names of the fungus. The gills beneath the cap are white, then pink, then turn black and secrete a black liquid filled with spores (hence the "ink cap" name). This mushroom is unusual because it will turn black and dissolve itself in a matter of hours after being picked or depositing spores. (Wikipedia) Comblain au Pont, Belgium
Common ink caps (Coprinopsis atramentaria) growing in a tree cavity.
Czernidłaki pospolite (Coprinopsis atramentaria) rosnące w dziupli.
More flowers photographed underwater, with milk and colored inks added that stream through the water, creating an atmosphere of ethereal beauty.
Some variety of Coprinopsis, probably atramentaria (Common Ink Cap). These had just come up, but they disintegrate to an inky mush fairly quickly. When I went back 3 days later they were well into their deliquescing phase, and not very photogenic.
Update: Based upon how these looked during their deliquescing phase I now believe that they're C. variegata, Scaly Ink Caps.
May Creek Park, Newcastle, WA
A beautiful fall evening and I catch this woman out for a sidewalk smoke, great ideas for today what will be the thoughts later?? Ink today, Blink tomorrow.
Small mushroom, I believe an ink cap, growing among wood chips.
NIewielki grzyb, prawdopodobnie czernidłak, rosnący pośród drewnianych zrębków.
Some of my paints and inks, just got a new canvas...so I'll have fun w/ tht xD
Ink in the 2oz mop is oink and in the micro mop is blue D.E.D.
Ink and fab with addicted to ink
SPONSOR: Addicted to Ink
What I am using? : Lauryn - Addicted to Ink
ink on paper, xiao xieyi.
A painting painted in a more traditional manner, emphasis on the vigor of the strokes. painted in 1992.
Highest form of flattery right here! As photographed at the Totally Radish opening. Many, many thanks to Sasha and Anthony for being nice folks and sharing, and, of course, to Sasha for the Wee Ninja love!
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These mushrooms are good eating - until they go like this!! The black ink used to be used for writing legal documents, I believe. This and the shape of the young fungus gives it the name "Lawyer's wig". They are also called "Shaggy ink cap" or Coprinus comata.
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An abstract face that captures the essence of a fleeting and intense moment. The fluid lines and blurred brush strokes form an enigmatic figure that emerges from nothingness, halfway between presence and evanescence.
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Imagine for a minute that our words write themselves onto our skin in indelible ink. Every sound we utter leaves a permanent mark, visible to all. And then imagine that it is not just spoken words but our thoughts, too. Everything you ever think, displayed for all to see. Do you think it would make us more honest? Or do you think we would just get used to ignoring what people have written on their skins? Or do you think it would make us more understanding? Or more judgemental?
Follow my blog link for the poem I wrote called Inked Fever...https://wordpress.com/post/jasperjacemirror.home.blog/59
Inked Fever.... By Jasper Mirror
This fever
Has caught me strong on the let
down
trying to hold onto the rain
Falling through fingers to the ground
I’ve buckled on less and
now here I am once again
down on nothingness here
on my knees
Something about you surrounds me here
I want this heat in the
open air to take me there
I will hold your
Head up as the water falls
Down around us
Holding onto a chance that is
Lost and confined in the depths where we hide
Captured and pulled from your embrace
Don’t let me go through life inside of the marry-go-round
Flying from the ground
Caught in these hurricanes
Inside of the eye of our storms
Put me inside of your world
let me show
This piece of me
Standing here
waiting for your heart
the ocean of fear caging us in
tearing us apart
soaking in the water of tears from
hearts easily torn apart
When you reach your shore
Let me hold your fear with my heart
My hands want to show you
Around this wilderness that is me
Our barriers fight against us
If I could keep things here
If I could
Hold you
Until our endless depths find a way
To accept the blackout
The way we are
The night might wake up with the dark
In our hearts
Wake up and feel
the sting
feel the bruise
our hearts awakened in darkness yet
hold onto the rain falling
from our hands
a two-sided emotion-filled midnight in
the wilderness that I found
in your arms
Hold onto promises of what could be
In the moments when we feel the implosion in your heart
Take me out of this black ink well,
mark your song all around me
Tattoo the notes in my heart
Keep the black
rewrite it because we are
more than our blackened hearts
By Jasper Mirror