View allAll Photos Tagged Portrait

James Klinge, graffiti artist from Glasgow, situated under one of the central station bridges as Jamaica St, Glasgow

I'm standing

on the edge of a precipice and

the ground under my feet

is burning

 

your steps

and my cheeks

are burning

and then you touch

my arms

are burning

and you kiss again

my lips

are burning until red-hot

 

after that you touch

differently

and I'm burning

wholly

   

some day

I know

I won't rise from the ashes

With trunks of memories

Still to come

We found things to do

In stormy weather

Long may you run.

 

I've done so many shoots with Belle, I am not even sure the exact number. This was from a very short shoot where Belle needed something quite specific for her acting work. Even as short and sweet as the shoot was, it was, like always, great to have Belle in front of my camera.

 

Lyrics: Long May You Run by the Stills-Nash Band (but really Neil Young).

statuesque...

Clothilde never got married and worked hard all her life.

She is happy in the home for elderly people where she's now still doing little serving jobs. She's mentally and physically healthy and fit and will go on serving till to the end of her days.

Polaroid SLR 680.

Impossible Project PX 680 CP.

(Botaurus lentiginosus)

Edwin B. Forsythe National Wildlife Refuge New Jersey.

Latifa is a student of English Literature at the University of Bahrain.

 

Hope Street, Glasgow

self portrait | facebook | twitter | happy 2009

strobist: flash on full power from left.

 

*No group invites or pictures please... thanks

Using this image without my permission is illegal, please contact me before!

  

"Stay Just a Little" by Kina Grannis

 

I heard it in your voice when your love died,

on a telephone connection stretching miles and miles of wire.

You said it was over and then cried and cried.

You were gone before I said goodbye.

  

Would you stay just a little, my love?

Would you sway just a little, my love?

Because the hole in the middle of my heart needs filling up.

If you stay just a little, that's enough.

  

It kills me as I lay awake at night,

remembering the last kiss that we shared doesn't feel right.

Is it impossible for me to win this fight,

keep you a little longer in my life?

  

Would you stay just a little, my love?

Would you sway just a little, my love?

Because the hole in the middle of my heart needs filling up.

If you stay just a little, that's enough.

  

Instagram | Blogger

A candid portrait from a musician on the tulip festival Ottawa Canada

Bend over a table, camera on the ground, pump your head full of blood and, hey presto, you will be looking something like this. One daylight LED lamp, edited in Fujifilm's raw converter and in Luminar.

One of 3 in a pack with 2-3 pups in the Jao district of the Okavango Delta. He/she had just returned to the den in the late afternoon and one deduces from the clean muzzle that no kill had been made recently. The food situation was however taken care on the next day.

ts photo art portrait

//the be... portrait//

portrait series world through my eyes

2 4 5 6 7 ••• 79 80