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... for Hannah
On wednesday early evening a 14 year old girl - Hannah - of our very close neighbourhood disappeared.... on her way from the subway to her 400 meters close parents house. There was a huge Police search around... with no traces of her at all. We are all shocked about this happening. This is my sign of hope that she still is alive and will return to her family soon. Many of her schoolmates are helping with the search... koenigswinter.cjd.de/public/home/index.php
For the Textures Only Competition.
www.flickr.com/groups/textures_only/discuss/7215761397360...
Original image from Rene Ehrhardt.
www.flickr.com/photos/rene_ehrhardt/2390754091/
Model by Karl Eschenbach. Thank you!
www.flickr.com/photos/karl_eschenbach/3277162399/
Conch from Droid. www.flickr.com/photos/lecates/448714495/
Seagulls texture from Cliffordsax. Thank you!
www.flickr.com/photos/cliffordsax/2799257665/
Brushes from www.obsidiandawn.com
Needed to refresh my sight with some "cold" colors after all this red, orange, yellow, brown autmnal colors...
Handmade stock. Ok to use for your private artwork but not for commercial nor resale. Please do not use my stock to make other stock.
If used, please credit me with a link back to THIS page and a small sample of your work. Thanks!
*** I'd love it if you'd post your artwork to my group Temari's Galactic Studio. ***
"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our Light, not our Darkness, that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you NOT to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightening about shrinking so that other people won't feel unsure around you. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It is not just in some of us; it is in everyone. As we let our own Light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others."
Marianne Williamson
Here again my Ginkgo tree...
To honour the Ginkgo, Johann Wolfgang von Goethe wrote the following poem:
GINKGO BILOBA
The leaf of this Eastern tree
Which has been entrusted to my garden
Offers a feast of secret significance,
For the edification of the initiate.
Is it one living thing
That has become divided within itself?
Are these two who have chosen each other,
So that we know them as one?
I think I have found the right answer
To these questions;
Do my songs not make you feel
That I am both one and twain?
(J.W. v. Goethe)
Have you ever perceived the sweetest perfume of a rose
and wanted it to be transported by a photograph ?
This is my attempt...
This is in dedication to my wonderful friends here on flickr
Helmut Gondim and Lars Basinski (unison).
Just found out this is a special day for s0ulsurfing too...........
so I will include Jason in my dedication :))
the red cirkel in the left corner is a policeofficer directing traffic. check the out of focus officer walking through the top right...
all silhouettes?
💛✨ Waterfalls of Dreams I feel Blessed by the Journey ✨💛
Taxi: ✨🌌 Waterfalls of Dreams ~WoD~ 🌌 ✨
Before I share these new pages of my journey . . .
I would love to invite you into something very close to my heart . . .
Over the past months I created an album called
💛✨ Waterfalls of Dreams ✨💛
Album: ✨🌌 Waterfalls of Dreams . . . . 🌌 ✨
Song for this Pictur – Feeling the Glow . . . .
If you feel called to listen,
I hope you will find a little piece of yourself somewhere within it. ✨💛
Each song tells a different part of the journey.
Each melody carries a memory.
Each note became a piece of the story.
Sometimes life closes a chapter . . .
not to take something away . . .
but to make space for something new.
Looking back, I see so many moments,
so many lessons,
so many dreams that carried me further than I ever imagined.
And today . . .
my heart is simply filled with gratitude.
For every beginning.
For every ending.
For every person who became part of my story.
Waterfalls of Dreams exists again . . .
and somehow it feels like coming home.
A new book . . .
A new chapter . . .
A new beginning . . .
I feel blessed.
Blessed by the journey.
Blessed by the people I met along the way.
Blessed by the beauty I found even in difficult moments.
And most of all . . .
blessed to still be dreaming. ✨💛
Bevor ich euch diese neuen Seiten meiner Reise zeige . . .
möchte ich euch gerne an etwas teilhaben lassen, das mir sehr am Herzen liegt . . .
In den letzten Monaten hab ich ein Album erschaffen, es heisst
💛✨ Waterfalls of Dreams ✨💛
Wenn du das Gefühl hast, dass du hinein hören möchtest,
hoffe ich, dass du darin irgendwo ein kleines Stück von dir selbst findest. ✨💛
Jedes Lied erzählt einen anderen Abschnitt der Reise.
Jede Melodie trägt eine Erinnerung in sich.
Jede Note wurde zu einem Teil der Geschichte.
Manchmal schließt das Leben ein Kapitel . . .
nicht um etwas wegzunehmen . . .
sondern um Platz für etwas Neues zu schaffen.
Wenn ich zurückblicke, sehe ich so viele Momente,
so viele Lektionen,
so viele Träume, die mich weitergetragen haben, als ich es je für möglich gehalten hätte.
Und heute . . .
ist mein Herz einfach voller Dankbarkeit.
Für jeden Anfang.
Für jedes Ende.
Für jeden Menschen, der ein Teil meiner Geschichte geworden ist.
Waterfalls of Dreams existiert wieder . . .
und irgendwie fühlt es sich an wie Heimkommen.
Ein neues Buch . . .
Ein neues Kapitel . . .
Ein neuer Anfang . . .
Ich fühle mich gesegnet.
Gesegnet durch die Reise.
Gesegnet durch die Menschen, die mich begleitet haben.
Gesegnet durch die Schönheit, die selbst in schweren Momenten zu finden war.
Und vor allem . . .
gesegnet, noch immer träumen zu können. ✨💛
This is part I of my latest Helleborus Series
What Wikipedia sais about it:
The genus is native to much of Europe, from western Britain, Spain and Portugal, eastward across the Mediterranean region and central Europe into Romania and Ukraine, and along the north coast of Turkey into the Caucasus. The greatest concentration of species occurs in the Balkans. One atypical species (H. thibetanus) comes from western China; another atypical species (H. vesicarius) inhabits a small area on the border between Turkey and Syria.
The flowers have five "petals" (actually sepals or tepals) surrounding a ring of small, cup-like nectaries (petals modified to hold nectar). The sepals do not fall as petals would, but remain on the plant, sometimes for many months. Recent research in Spain suggests that the persistent calyx contributes to the development of the seeds (Herrera 2005).
Although the flowers of some species may resemble wild roses (and despite some of their common names, such as "Christmas rose" and "Lenten rose"), hellebores do not belong to the rose family (Rosaceae).
To be continued under No. 2 of this Series....
I love to find beauty and perfection in the common things... and plants! Those which we pass along everyday without even noticing their exceptional beauty.
Thank you hialoakapua for the wonderful inner picture you gave me with your comment :)
I added it to the title!
A young couple walks hand-in-hand, their motion blurred by the in-camera HDR capturing three frames.
May a good light shine on your week end
God Bless you
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Golden aspirations
shining
Lac du Poisson Blanc
Montebello
Quebec
The morning sun was so intensively bright,
shining through these delicate leaves...
letting them glow like bronze.
Living Smoke — A Visual Series
This series explores presence without form.
Figures that are not made of bodies, but of movement, density, and absence.
Nothing here is solid.
Nothing here is permanent.
What you see is not meant to be fully understood — only felt.
The images move through a complete emotional spectrum:
• Stillness
• Movement
• Closeness
• Almost-touch
• Contrast
• Fusion
• Dissolution
Each piece captures a moment where something exists briefly,
then fades back into smoke.
This is not a story with a beginning or an end —
but a sequence of encounters.
Seen without seeing.
Felt before it disappears.
From march 7 through march 10th all galleries in Königswinter opened their doors... this is my first time to do so here. The "official" inauguration of my exhibition will be in may though. It's an interesting experience to have your own photographs hanging all around ;-) Lizanne (lizannes_lightpaintings here on flickr) joined me with some of her works, too.
Werner (poetry & truth) came over visiting... here you will find some more photographs: flickr.com/photos/poetry-and-truth/2318567431/
A portrait triptych of quiet grace: profile, frontal gaze, and half profile brought together in one calm tableau.
What fascinates here is not simply beauty, but presence — the sense that a human being can soften the world just by being in it. Strength without hardness, warmth without demand, and that rare kind of stillness that makes even an ordinary moment feel touched by wonder.
This image is less about identity than about atmosphere: the dream of a person whose presence makes life appear gentler, deeper, and more luminous.
AI disclosure:
AI-generated image, created as a fictional portrait study inspired by a real-world impression. It is intended as an atmospheric and poetic interpretation, not a documentary portrait.
Missing you all.
Hoping you are well, and looking forward to seeing your glorious pics. :)
Looks better on black.
liquid gold
upon liquid gold
autumn sunset
Been feeling a bit uninspired lately so I've been going through last years photos. Colors really pop in lightbox!
There's a light, hidden in the middle of my heart, just like the light that seems to flow outside this natural masterpiece...
Can you feel this sort of electromagnetic radiation break the distance of an ocean to reach you?
Let me be your inner light, let me shine into your tender heart.
(Explored)
April 15th 2007