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Taken from my car while stopped at a traffic light. Best seen large by clicking on the photo, or press Z to zoom. Royal York United Church was organized in 1944 when the old Tomlinson church was physically moved from its market garden community to its present location at 851 Royal York Road, south of Bloor Street West, in Etobicoke.
Enjoy your day and thanks for your visits. Explore #394 on May 10, 2016 - thanks
he looks toward the light, but carries the darkness with grace. a portrait of quiet strength and unanswered questions — suspended somewhere between what is and what could be.
her mind drifted outward, yet her hands held time still — like a quiet sculpture made of breath and thought.
a selfie i captured while playing around with my "turn your garage into a studio" setup. check out my blog post for more: arnds.photos/blog/turn-your-garage-into-a-studio
After her jar fell to the ground and split apart, silence fell like dusk across the land. Pandora wandered—no longer a figure of myth, but a woman marked by what she had experienced. She drifted to the edge of an unseen vale where twilight held its breath, and the wind whispered stories of her past.
There, with hands still trembling from what her heart now carried, she used a shard of glass and began to plant the mysterious seeds the jar contained. Her movements slowed, deliberate—each press into the earth like a heartbeat remembered.
To her relief, roses began to bloom.
Each bloom sprang from a fragment of loss and hope. Crimson petals bled into the soil like echoes of love once spoken. The white ones drank moonlight like lost promises waiting to be remembered, reaching toward the stars before the dawn of a new day.
But deep within the garden, shielded by thorns and time, a single rose glowed with the softness of morning Hope. It pulsed gently, emitting a tune only hearts in mourning could hear. She had buried it where the jar’s last whisper had settled, nursing it with memory and her silent song.
Over time, the garden grew wild, a tapestry of longing woven in fragrance and thorns. Travelers who came upon it felt things indescribable stir within them. Some wept. Some knelt. None left unchanged.
And Pandora—no longer wondering—walked again through that breathless vale. Above her, the dusk stirred not with silence, but with promise. She recalled this saying: "The one who dares to open a closed heart, will learn to cultivate beauty in the darkness".
Lost
a woman in motion. a red umbrella breaking the grey city. quiet elegance, a moment caught between the rain and her thoughts. framed by the streets, lost in her own world.
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The Swiss pavilion is titled “Reflections”. This has a double meaning: the reflections that the pavilion's mirrored façade creates, and a more introspective and profound reflection on the beauty of nature and sustainable development.
a moment suspended in stillness. she reaches toward the window not to escape, but to feel the warmth of the light — as if its presence might speak. between the rhythm of shadows and the silence of iron bars, there’s a calm defiance. she isn’t waiting. she’s listening.
Quiet Charisma
In stillness, style speaks without a word,
Confidence woven in all that’s observed.
A gaze of calm, dressed in sleek dark hue,
Subtle power in the things you do.
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He's Wearing:
LEGACY Meshbody (m) Special Edition (1.7)
Deadwool Oxford shoes - black MP
Manly Weekend:
Mazzaro - Drew Vest
Mazzaro - Drew Pants
Another image taken at MONA, Tasmania. I took a lot of photos that day - right now I haven't taken any photos for a while, so i'm processing images that i've taken previously. Actually it's a good way to go through everything and find images that I might have missed otherwise.
a sliver of light slices through silence. the man is no more than a moving shadow—part of the wall, part of the void. in this moment, even the geometry breathes.
The sail slips past the waves like a whispered promise,
and the gulls cry secrets the sea has long forgotten.
Behind the glass, a cactus leans toward light,
brave in its stillness.
The flowers nod - purple sentinels of fleeting beauty.
Somewhere between the lighthouse and the living room rug,
a soul watches quietly,
not searching, not hiding,
just existing in that rare, golden pause
before what comes next.
-MD
This is a very confusing time for me. I feel more and more alienated from the world, from the people around me who live as if nothing had happened. As if nothing was happening. As if tomorrow won't be even worse. And worse with each passing year. As if it wasn't written, as if, for twenty years, reason hadn't been shouting at us to slow down. How can we still say that everything will be fine and do nothing, or so little?
As if there were no soldiers devoured by war, no forests devoured by fire, no poor people devoured by the rapacity of a few jet-setters who, from the top of their clouds, make the earth burst. I have the impression of being the only one to see, to live what unfolds before my frightened eyes. I feel like I am a fool, or surrounded by fools. It's not the work that exhausts me. It's the human species.
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"A time is coming when men will go mad, and when they see someone who is not mad, they will attack him, saying: You are mad, you are not like us."
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I hid myself in creation. Introspective, Blind, Living picture #2 and #3, Proverb, and the projects to come... I'm going through them without a break. There is a great mess in my life, in my head, in my soul. I thought recently that a light soul should be full of bumps, stripes and bruises.
Yet every day is the happiest day of my life.
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Milena Carbone's art studio
Novels - art photography - dance performance
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she was focused on her phone, fingers moving across the screen. then she looked up. just for a second. a glance, sharp and unreadable. raindrops clung to her umbrella, the city moved around her. but in that moment, it was just her and the camera.
I'm not sure how this self introspective series of mine will be viewed, please give me some honest critique. :-)
it's Introspective Saturday.
I am quite in love with this wireless café. It is, in fact, the first café I have ever come across that is *entirely* dedicated to a wireless clientele. Every table has several outlets within easy reach. It is called the Linuxcaffé. There are linux books everywhere. It's an odd mix of grungy hippie meets technogeek. Neat!
I look forward to Cozy Sunday, though, and tomorrow's cozy tea-time post!
Sponsored by Gothcore Event, TANAKA ; Blogpost for KIKI KAIKAI and ALPHA EVENT
Wearing:
[TNK] DANTE COAT - FATPACK @Gothcore Event
The Dante Coat is available in various colors like Brown, Classic, Drak Flames, Green, Kanji, Night, Red Flames, and White. I chose the white version because it adds a sleek, ethereal touch to the look. The clean lines and modern design give off a cool vibe that perfectly matches the song’s haunting melodies. Whether worn with or without straps, this coat feels like a perfect fit for those rainy, introspective moments, enhancing the mysterious atmosphere of the scene.
Violetility - Arachnid Glasses @Gothcore Event
The Glasses are a bold statement piece that adds a touch of whimsy and edge to the outfit. With no arms, they create a unique look that's both fancy and intriguing, featuring stunning spiderweb designs on the lenses. You can customize the accent colors of the spiderwebs, lens opacity, and frame color, allowing you to create a look that’s entirely your own. These glasses enhance the mysterious vibe of the scene, perfectly complementing the atmospheric sounds of the music.
ARCHIVEFACTION_WRECKAGE Tanktop @ALPHA EVENT
The Wreckage Tanktop is a stylish and edgy piece that adds a layer of attitude to the look. It’s designed for Legacy male and Athletic avatars, making it versatile for different styles. Available in various colors at the ALPHA Event, it perfectly complements the overall aesthetic, capturing the raw energy of the song.
ARCHIVEFACTION_REMNANT Boots and Cargo Pants @ALPHA EVENT
The Remnant Boots and Cargo Pants are rigged for Jake and Legacy avatars, ensuring a perfect fit. The Cargo Pants pair seamlessly with the Boots, creating a cohesive look that echoes the song's vibe. The pants come with a HUD to customize the drawstrings in black or white and metals in silver, ash, gold, or copper, allowing for personal expression. This combination creates a rugged yet stylish silhouette, fitting for those rainy, reflective moments.
..KIKI KAIKAI..Chain hanging hat
This hat is a standout accessory that brings a unique edge to your look. It's fully resizable and modifiable, allowing you to customize it to your liking. The design features chains and striking signs like "Sadistic" and "Satisfaction," giving it a bold, rebellious vibe. It’s the perfect piece to express your individuality and make a statement.
Used Pose and Prop:
FOXCITY. Mens - Perfect Strangers with Prop Umbrella
Picture taken @NeverendingSL
More infos and links in my blog
beneath the ancient wall, time leans into silence. light pours like memory across weathered stone, and two figures walk as if passing through a story already written. in their long shadows, you feel the weight of centuries, the softness of now.
he doesn’t move. the ocean, the breeze, the sailboats — none of it touches him. bent over a glowing screen, with his face in shadow and light behind him, he becomes the emblem of now. he sits like punctuation at the edge of the frame: a full stop at the end of the day, waiting for something that won't return.
i was walking past a laundromat on calle de hortaleza. saw this man and thought: if only he would turn around. and then, at some point, he did.
As I sit here in the calm of the new tea café in Woodcrest, my thoughts are introspective yet hopeful. This photo, "Looking Forward," captures a moment of quiet reflection on the last day of 2023. It's a reminder to cherish the simple pleasures, like the warmth of a sunbeam or the comfort of a favorite café. As the year draws to a close, I find myself contemplating the path I've traveled and the one that lies ahead. The coming year is like an unwritten chapter, and I'm ready to fill its pages with new stories, lessons, and adventures. Here's to embracing the future with an open heart and a curious spirit. Happy New Year to all—may we all look forward with optimism and courage.
paris. a moment caught between inside and out. the warmth of the café, the cold of the street. a reflection, or a thought lingering too long.