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Quella delle Saline di Volterra è una storia iniziata tremila anni fa: furono infatti gli Etruschi a comprendere per primi l’importanza dell’estrazione del sale; preziosa sostanza fondamentale per la conservazione dei cibi e per l’alimentazione. Ad essi succedettero i romani, i quali continuarono ad utilizzare l’oro bianco che emergeva dalle pozzanghere, le antiche “moje” diffuse nel lembo di terra che da Saline di Volterra arrivava fino al mare. Sale talmente prezioso, da essere utilizzato come moneta (la parola salario deriva dall’utilizzo del sale come mezzo di pagamento).
Durante il periodo medioevale nacquero le prime strutture estrattive costruite sopra i pozzi per aumentare la produzione e renderla più strutturata. Volterra sarà al centro di numerose dispute dovute al controllo del sale, oggetto di contenzioso con la vicina e potente Firenze. Sale che grazie alla rete di strade del tempo, raggiunge le principali vie di comunicazione (da Saline a Volterra, dove c’era la dogana e poi in direzione della Via Francigena, verso le due Vie del Sale che collegavano Volterra con San Gimignano e con Gambassi Terme) ed i principali depositi (Empoli, magazzini del Sale, attuale Museo del Vetro). Ma fu il Granduca di Toscana a dare l’impulso decisivo alla produzione del sale attraverso la costruzione di quello che sarebbe diventato uno dei primi villaggi industriali in Italia. Da quel momento la produzione del sale continuerà a crescere, fino a raggiungere i suoi massimi livelli verso la fine dell’Ottocento, quando l’impianto contava circa cinquecento dipendenti. Sarà la Seconda guerra mondiale ad imporre lo stop dell’impianto, che sotto la pioggia di bombardamenti venne quasi completamente distrutto, per risorgere nel Dopoguerra, con tecnologie più avanzate. Nel 1962 fu il talento di un giovane e visionario architetto, Pierluigi Nervi, destinato a scrivere la storia dell’architettura moderna, a firmare la costruzione del Padiglione dal quale ancora oggi scende la suggestiva cascata di sale, aggiungendo un’altra pietra miliare a questo luogo, che ancora continua a raccontare la sua storia.
Ma perché il sale di Volterra è così speciale? Innanzitutto, è certificato come il sale più puro d'Italia grazie al suo 99,9% di purezza. Si tratta di un sale ricristallizzato. Viene estratto da un bacino sotterraneo formatosi circa 5 milioni di anni fa. I giacimenti sotterranei vengono allagati con acqua dolce che, sciogliendo il sale, si trasforma in una soluzione salina concentrata al 33%, che viene poi depurata a 80 gradi centigradi per eliminare tutte le impurità che possono contaminarla. La soluzione depurata viene così inviata ai cristallizzatori, alti 40 metri, dove le alte temperature ottenute dalla compressione del vapore, portano la soluzione a 130 gradi centigradi, facendo quindi evaporare l'acqua presente nella soluzione e lasciando il sale.
The history of the Saline di Volterra began three thousand years ago: it was in fact the Etruscans who were the first to understand the importance of salt extraction; precious fundamental substance for food preservation and nutrition. They were succeeded by the Romans, who continued to use the white gold that emerged from the puddles, the ancient "moje" widespread in the strip of land that from Saline di Volterra reached the sea. Salt is so precious that it is used as currency (the word salary derives from the use of salt as a means of payment).
During the medieval period, the first extraction structures were built above the wells to increase production and make it more structured. Volterra will be at the center of numerous disputes due to the control of salt, the subject of dispute with the nearby and powerful Florence. Salt which, thanks to the network of roads of the time, reaches the main communication routes (from Saline to Volterra, where the customs house was and then in the direction of the Via Francigena, towards the two Salt Roads that connected Volterra with San Gimignano and with Gambassi Terme) and the main warehouses (Empoli, Salt warehouses, current Glass Museum). But it was the Grand Duke of Tuscany who gave the decisive impetus to the production of salt through the construction of what would become one of the first industrial villages in Italy. From that moment on, salt production continued to grow, reaching its highest levels towards the end of the nineteenth century, when the plant had around five hundred employees. It was the Second World War that forced the plant to stop, which was almost completely destroyed under the rain of bombing, only to be resurrected after the war with more advanced technologies. In 1962 it was the talent of a young and visionary architect, Pierluigi Nervi, destined to write the history of modern architecture, who signed the construction of the Pavilion from which the suggestive waterfall of salt still descends today, adding another milestone to this place, which still continues to tell its story.
But why is Volterra salt so special? First of all, it is certified as the purest salt in Italy thanks to its 99.9% purity. It is a recrystallized salt. It is extracted from an underground basin formed about 5 million years ago. The underground deposits are flooded with fresh water which, by dissolving the salt, is transformed into a 33% concentrated saline solution, which is then purified at 80 degrees centigrade to eliminate all the impurities that can contaminate it. The purified solution is thus sent to the crystallisers, 40 meters high, where the high temperatures obtained from the compression of the vapor bring the solution to 130 degrees centigrade, thus evaporating the water present in the solution and leaving the salt.
The Pleasure of the Flesh – Latex, Tentacles & Vibrations ✨
Today Din isn’t just wearing an outfit, she’s serving it hot, dangerous, and with the kind of shameless confidence that makes even the purest souls misbehave.
Her new look, available at her Mainstore, is an open invitation to sin: tight latex, wicked cutouts, and that irresistible blend of power and seduction that whispers, “Go on… lose control.”
And then… the night starts to vibrate.
The [TNK] garter is a tiny gothic coffin hiding a very lively secret. A vibrating device activated remotely by your partner, so you can strut around looking dark and divine while someone else presses all the wrong buttons at exactly the right time. Cheeky, naughty, and absolutely irresistible!
To spice things up even more, there’s the RAWR! octopus: tentacled, mischievous, and with that “I shouldn’t want this but I definitely do” vibe. The perfect accessory for anyone who likes their fashion fun… and a little suggestive.
Catch both at LEWD STATION.
The Dolly hair by Doux is pure sinful perfection: long, glossy, voluminous — the kind of hairstyle that turns heads, weakens knees, and inspires fantasies. Grab it at EQUAL10, obviously.
And then there’s the masterpiece: the Pleasure of the Flesh tattoo by DeadDolls.
Dark, sensual, almost ritualistic. A map of desire etched directly onto the skin. It will be available starting November 24th at the GOTHCORE EVENT… just in time to turn your body into a shrine.
💋 For the uncensored picture (and all the delicious details), you already know where to go: straight to my blog — if you dare.
The absolute wonder of nature in its purest sense comes to life when it seems about to die; when the summer has waned and the fall is in full swing. The leaves are losing their green colour and the oranges and reds are bursting forth with majestic beauty. I often stand in the midst of the forest in awe of creation and all its beauty. .
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I met up with a well known and respected Tasmanian photographer, Thomas Ryan today and he showed me this gem of a staircase.
I suspect we are about the only two photographers in the world who get excited by a good staircase!
This one is hidden behind an ordinary facade and is being torn down sometime in the near future to make way for progress.
He told me that what is appealing about staircases is that in a sense they represent architecture in its purest form - they have to be functional and it's the details that make them memorable. I have to agree with him.
Love, it does never depart
It stays forever in my heart
I always feel its tender kiss
It covers me ,in the purest bliss
With every message love does send
I hope that it will never end
Stay forever in my heart
Where your love, will never depart
In a stream of purest thought,
Nothing's lost that can be caught,
It's tender to behold,
As the past melts away,
I'll shore up holes as they give way,
Halcyon days of pages old ...........
Siobhan Donaghy........
from ghosts.............2007
Cabañeros National Park is a vast protected natural area located between the provinces of Ciudad Real and Toledo, in Castilla-La Mancha. It is considered the best example of Mediterranean forest in Europe and is distinguished by its great biological and landscape diversity, covering more than 40,000 hectares.
Its main features include:
Landscape: It is divided into two distinct areas:
La Raña: A vast plain with herbaceous vegetation where holm oak forests proliferate and large herbivores such as deer graze. It is an ideal habitat for steppe birds such as the little bustard and the stone curlew, and you can also observe storks and great bustards.
La Sierra: Composed of extensive rocky areas and scree covered with dense Mediterranean forests and scrub. Holm oak forests, cork oak forests, oak forests, and Pyrenean oak forests dominate here, along with scrubland such as rockrose and heath. It is home to large birds of prey such as the black vulture, the Spanish imperial eagle, and the black stork, as well as large mammals such as deer, roe deer, and wild boar.
Geology: Materials such as quartzite and slate predominate. In some areas, especially on the Boquerón del Estena route (considered a Site of Geological Interest), fossils dating back more than 400 million years can be found, indicating that the area was once covered by a sea.
Hydrography: Numerous streams and creeks cross the park, with their greatest flow in autumn and spring, contributing to a mosaic of flowers during these seasons. The park is bordered to the east by the Bullaque River and to the west by the Estena River.
Biodiversity: It is home to a rich fauna, including endangered species such as the Iberian lynx and the Spanish imperial eagle. Its flora is equally valuable, with different bioclimatic zones and 22 species classified as vulnerable or of special interest.
Cultural Values: The name "Cabañeros" refers to the old huts used by shepherds and charcoal burners. Traditional activities such as cork-cutting and beekeeping are still practiced.
The park offers hiking trails, guided off-road tours, and activities such as birdwatching and canoeing. It is an idyllic place to enjoy nature in its purest form at any time of year, with hot, dry summers and cold, wet winters. The deer rut in autumn (September-October) is particularly noteworthy, a natural spectacle for observing large deer.
It is the highest form of love where nothing is asked for, no condition, where one simply enjoys giving. Osho
How do you ever actually see yourself, beyond the anatomical construction of the human embodiment? Do you honestly think that looking into the mirror is the tool to seeing oneself? Bullshit, that just reflects back the illusion of a tainted belief system; why are we so beguiled by flame and fire, heat and light energy, Sunrise and Sunset, because THAT my dear friends, THAT is the true form of the self. Purest, immortal, indestructible, ever learning, ever evolving Bonafide and organic energy, in the form of infinite awareness, as a point of attention assumed as the Human in at least this experience, dwelling in the illusory universe of time and space and matter, a secular unit of consciousness relocating the divine memory of that of the God, you forgot you are.
I hope everyone is well and so as always, thank you! 😊
Warfusée Castle (entrance)
The present castle replaces an older castle.
The castle of Warfusée, former residence of Prince Bishop Charles Nicolas d'Oultremont, built by his brother Florent d'Oultremont in 1754, is one of the finest examples of Belgian architecture in the style of Louis XV, a jewel of the purest quality of the 18th century.
The main building with its wide main square has been constructed according to a perfectly harmonious concept of space, building symmetry, plants and colours.
Moreover, in terms of building and interior, it has retained almost all the lustre of that period. At the time, many talented decorators and gifted craftsmen were called upon.
The castle is still inhabited by the Counts of Oultremont.
Happy Friday, everyone! We were feeling the pull of the sand and sea this week, so off we skedaddled to our favorite little hidden away gem of a seaside hotel for a few days. And a getaway is a perfect reason to break out a Pebbles Flintstone skirt. I know, I can’t control myself! I live for this stuff.
The beach is most alluring to me in early spring and late fall into winter. It’s clearly none of those scenarios right now. I live in the deep south. and It’s pretty much blazing hot all year long, so in the summer, the last thing I’m dreaming of is more sun. But that first glimpse of the ocean is always a moment of purest magic. Winston and I were quite smitten. And in the online realms, we get to wield control over the weather. Isn’t that just peachy?
Sending lots of love 💕❤️
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From heart of space
all gift all give
no star too big
to hold it all
Where up a flower
how down a cloud
can any heart
with love unbloom
One breath of spring
one second on
the spatial clock
but oh the breath
When bliss is work
and silence bliss
up down our cord
no song unsings
All alls need more
all mores need all
yet love is nearer
than purest most
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Manuka honey has been used by Maori indigenous populations for centuries, Its properties associated with health promotion, particularly the reinforcement of defenses and combating infections, allowed it to be recognized as one of the purest alternatives to help maintain health and well-being, however, despite being the general knowledge that has several health benefits, many people are unaware of the reason why it is considered a superfood.
Early morning sunlight and mist what a beautiful combination, and to be welcomed by this scene 10 minutes into our morning dog walk, what a transformation. The flats are a wetland nature reserve which are flooded in winter, but they are bordered by houses on the north side, so the mist does this scene a big favour. I took the photo as a square crop, and as I waited for the horses tail to swish I’d accidentally lowered the composition, but on an early photo I had more of the sky which helped pronounce that top layer of mist. So taking the original 3:2 photos I merged them in PS to bring in the sky and keep the tail swishing horse, the bullocks didn’t matter as they never moved. This then gave me an option of using a 4:5 aspect to bring in the bullock’s head and an interested horse in a background field. I know the square crop is the more purest photo, but at the moment I do feel these bits adds to the moment for me. BTW that wading bird in the background is an avocet. When I was a young boy my bible was the observers book of birds, and the newer edition back then started including the avocet. They first started to winter here in 1947 down in East Anglia having been extinct from our shores for 100 years, so it’s so cool to see one so close to home.
The population of Iceland is only 340,000 making it the least sparsely populated country in Europe. They have a lot of ice, which is why it's called Iceland. They also make a lot of music. And here's just one of the bands, Kaleo, performing in the black Budir church Gary and I went to in similar conditions
www.youtube.com/watch?v=gpG9QRV9gTk&list=RDoCi0RHLrau...
or watch them performing live on an iceberg not far from where I took this shot on Diamond Beach.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=oCi0RHLrauU
Oh, by the way if you are not familiar. The Jokulsarlon glacier comes out of the highlands in the middle of Iceland and flows down towards the coast. Where it meets the water of the glacier lagoon great icebergs fall off the end and float across the lake to a narrow channel that flows out to the sea. Once in the open sea the icebergs are pushed back to shore by wild seas that drive them up on the black sand beach to either side of the channel. Some of the ice remains frosted and opaque, but some is the clearest and purest crystal ice, without air bubbles, you will ever see.
..apparently this 'bushy' lichen is the top grade and shows that the surrounding air is the purest
🌿thank you for your visits, favs, comments🌿
Bali is an island of artists stretching back over centuries and Ubud is the artistic centre of the island. I went back for some more magical Dance last night as I am leaving for a surfing beach this morning .
Total and utter magic - the dancing was held in a temple and the style I saw last night was Kecuk. So essentially about 50 guys in sarongs come out and sit in a circle and sing and wave their arms and move around and then the dancers dance in the middle. I LOVED every second of it - art of the purest form - involving movement, visual, music and sensory.
You can see that the grace carries through from the workers in the field from our beauty in the fields yesterday to the amazing grace and discipline of the dancers. The movement and the music is so deliberate , graceful and thoughtful and I could feel then how disturbing the influx of clumsy western tourists(myself included) would be to this harmonious rhythm that is core to the culture here.
I am slowly catching up with you all my fine flickr friends - so please bear with me :)
sonnet 66
Tir'd with all these, for restful death I cry,
As, to behold desert a beggar born,
And needy nothing trimm'd in jollity,
And purest faith unhappily forsworn,
And guilded honour shamefully misplaced,
And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted,
And right perfection wrongfully disgraced,
And strength by limping sway disabled,
And art made tongue-tied by authority,
And folly (doctor-like) controlling skill,
And simple truth miscall'd simplicity,
And captive good attending captain ill:
Tired with all these, from these would I be gone,
Save that, to die, I leave my love alone.
W. Shakespeare
www.youtube.com/watch?v=JGtQJQvqfos&list=RDJGtQJQvqfo...
When the sins of my father weigh down in my soul
And the pain of my mother will not let me go
Well, I know there can come fire from the sky to refine the purest of kings
Even though, I know this fire brings me pain
Even so, Lord just the same
Make it rain, make it rain, make it rain, make it rain
Make it rain, make it rain, make it rain, make it rain
Every seed needs the water before it grows out of the ground
But it just keeps on getting hard, and the hunger more profound
Well, I know there can come tears from the eye, but they may as well be in vain
Even though I know these tears will bring me pain
Even so, Lord just the same
Make it rain, make it rain, make it rain, make it rain
Make it rain, make it rain, make it rain, make it rain
Well, the sea is filled with water, stops by the shore
Just like the riches of grandeur never reach the poor
Let the clouds fill with thunderous applause, oh let lightning be the veins
Fill the sky with all that they can draw, when it's time to make a change
Make it rain, make it rain, make it rain, make it rain
Make it rain, make it rain, make it rain, make it rain
Make it rain, make it rain, make it rain, make it rain
“In nature there are no colors or shades. Only hues. The flower of the hibiscus is the purest red I know, as if it draws its color from a divine source.”
– Toni Morrison (American novelist who was first published in 1970 and whose critically acclaimed book, Song of Solomon brought her national attention and won the National Book Critics Circle Award)
Technical Information (or Nerdy Stuff):
Camera - Nikon D7200 (handheld)
Lens – Nikkor 35mm fixed f/1.8
ISO – 400
Aperture – f/8
Exposure – 1/100 second
Focal Length – 35mm
The original RAW file was processed with Adobe Camera Raw and final adjustments were made with Photoshop CS6.
"For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." ~Jeremiah 29:11
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God Almighty first planted a garden.
And indeed, it is the purest of human pleasures.
– Francis Bacon (1625) Essays ‘Of Gardens’
Flying Gambus | Suarasama
youtu.be/6TyzEzDm6DI?si=jOUbaeCe0oxA3asb
Orbs that see opulence within the sand
and sense the enchantment in any barrenness,
catches the wind's fingers with the soul,
to let the music of light sing in such vibrant notes of meaning,
while flowing rivers of resonance that reverberate in the heart,
lilting to the spirit as flute notes when floating through the conscious.
It is a nomad's presence of clarity,
no tent of ownership ever pitched upon the presence touched
that might make the moment an oasis for life.
Savored as an incense of stunning allure,
leaving its imprint upon one's lace of truth
while on the caravan trail to enlightenment.
Inner voice grows mute from the purest gaze
inhaling each detail in vivid profoundness,
which makes any desolation a matchless creation,
cherished for its purest balm of beauty.
Desert eyes celebrate the storms and famines
for the majesty they veil,
sipping on its wine from splendor's vineyard
granting the intoxication to linger in its sway
until it echoes in sanguine afterglow
felt in discovery's warmth that lingers a lifetime.
Le miniere di sale di Volterra sono state coltivate fin dal tempo degli Etruschi, e da sempre considerate una risorsa importante per il territorio. Milioni di anni fa c’era un lago salato, che ha lasciato una miniera di sale sotterranea. Per estrarlo si pompa acqua nel sottosuolo con degli evaporatori, che lo sciolgono e lo fanno ricristallizzare immediatamente in superficie. Così si evita qualsiasi tipo di contaminazione e il prodotto è puro anche al 99,9%. La Salina Locatelli si sviluppa su un area di 65.000 mq divisi in 10 stabili. Oggi produce circa 150.000 tonnellate l’anno di sale cristallizato due volte destinato alla produzione di pastiglie e all’industria agro-alimentare. Con una purezza minima del 99.99%, è il sale più puro d’Italia.
The salt mines of Volterra have been cultivated since the time of the Etruscans, and have always been considered an important resource for the territory. Millions of years ago there was a salt lake, which left an underground salt mine. To extract it, water is pumped underground with evaporators, which dissolve it and make it immediately recrystallize on the surface. This avoids any type of contamination and the product is even 99.9% pure. Salina Locatelli is spread over an area of 65,000 m2 divided into 10 buildings. Today it produces around 150,000 tonnes per year of twice crystallized salt intended for the production of tablets and the agri-food industry. With a minimum purity of 99.99%, it is the purest salt in Italy.
I took this one in Tours, France, back in 2006. Tours is maybe the ideal French city. Not too big (139.000 ha) and located only about two hours from Paris by car (less than one hour by train). Moreover, the French language in Tours is the purest one. It’s the same as the Italian from Florence or the Spanish from Valladolid. We could say that Tours is one of the best cities in France in order to learn French.
In this picture I captured a typical street French scene. I think no comments from my side are needed. There are multiple stories in the image and I invite yo to discover them.
This is the Picture of the Week from my website: myleicasoul.com
The greatest benefit of this project is that it nourishes and feeds my soul and my family. For ease in preparation and the greatest nutritional benefits we don't have to do much to real food. Easy access to affordable fresh fruits and vegetables should be available to everyone, it is food at its purest. When I travel I struggle to eat well, it is difficult to find fresh food and I will go to the grocery store and load up on apples, bananas, oranges, carrots, things that will keep for a few days. Here's to local farms, neighborhood gardens, pots of herbs and tomatoes on porches and balconies, sprouting food in your kitchen, whatever way you can get real food, do it!
For lovers of nature in its purest form, the dry beds of streams and ravines are an ideal place where humans generally do not enter, only animals, plants, interesting geological outcrops and a suggestive mineral geometry that competes with the pieces exhibited in the most recognized art galleries.
Scrunching on Probars, and nearly submerging jeeps, we found ourselves on the edge. Looking down the brilliantly blue colored water descends to what eventually will become our ocean, but here in the highlands, you could kneel down and drink straight from the river without a worry in the world of getting sick.
Some of the purest water I've come across on our planet, and so much of it they literally cannot build enough bridges to cover the river crossings. I've never driven through so many rivers in my life, we drove through this one perhaps just a mile upstream. Yeah... we drove through this... and it was crazy, scary as all get up, and also somehow fun. Nearly cracked my oil pan.
This is a single exposure which I may process as a pano eventually to include the brilliant blue sky above, but I kind of like it like this. I feel like this helps keeps the focus on how close to certain death I was standing. On the edge of a long plunge.
Andrzej sits in his kitchen, surrounded by the quiet decay of everyday life. The mug with “Mazury 2008” printed on it isn’t a souvenir. It’s just something that stayed — like everything else that once meant something and now simply remains. Steam drifts from it slowly, the only thing still moving in a room long emptied of air and purpose. This is Andrzej’s world in its purest form: one long, tired breath suspended between yesterday and oblivion.
This image was created with DALL·E then upscaled in Leonardo AI and further enhanced in Topaz Gigapixel AI.
Eastbound manifest CPKC 420 cruises by the station sign at Pogamasing beneath the towering bluffs rising up from the Canadian Shield.
For those unfamiliar with it, the Canadian Shield is a massive, ancient expanse of exposed Precambrian bedrock covering vast swaths of northern Ontario, Quebec, and other parts if Canada, generally centered around Hudson Bay. It's characterized by rocky terrain, boreal forests and countless lakes and rivers due to glacier scouring.
Pogamasing is the perfect example of all of these features in just about their purest form, otherwise untouched outside of the trivial steel ribbons running through them - MP 20 CPKC Nemegos Sub.
Nashik, India, 1985
Scanned image.
“THEY TELL THE STORY of the Sikh who, returning to India after many years, sat down among his suitcases on the Bombay docks and wept. He had forgotten what Indian poverty was like. It is an Indian story, in its arrangement of figure and properties, its melodrama, its pathos. It is Indian above all in its attitude to poverty as something which, thought about from time to time in the midst of other preoccupations, releases the sweetest of emotions. This is poverty, our especial poverty, and how sad it is! Poverty not as an urge to anger or improving action, but poverty as an inexhaustible source of tears, an exercise of the purest sensibility. “
An Area of Darkness
V. S. Naipaul
Sometimes we have to die a bit to learn how to live.
We are little fragments of survivors from annihilation.
Phœnixes of the purest shadows.
the May 2025 exhibition @ The Annex of Nitroglobus
When I visited Onceagain’s gallery last winter, I was immediately drawn to the black and white photography of Yoasa. The images were powerful—full of mood, emotion, and presence. They stayed with me. So I reached out to Yoasa without hesitation, and now I’m thrilled to present LOVE IS A STRANGER, his solo exhibition at the Nitroglobus Annex.
Yoasa’s ability to capture raw emotion in monochrome is striking. I was captivated when I first saw his work, and I believe you will be too.
Enjoy the exhibition!
Dido Haas
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Opening party: Monday 12 May, 12 PM SLT (= 21 hrs CET)
Music by Joss Floss
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Description by the artist:
I’ve been roaming Second Life for quite some time now. Photography has become the heart of my experience here—it’s the one thing I’m truly dedicated to in this world. Through the lens, I find a space to be creative, to seek out and capture human emotions in a way that feels honest and raw.
Black and white is my medium of choice. I see it as the purest way to express emotion—stripped of distraction, focused solely on feeling.
Color brings joy to the eyes - but black & white reaches the heart.
I shoot exclusively in square format. The symmetry of the frame narrows the point of view, allowing me to concentrate on the essence of a scene without letting the noise in.
The works in this exhibition were inspired by an old Eurythmics song. But it’s not about sadness or despair—it’s about that quiet, intimate moment of realization: the moment you understand that you are alone.
„Love is a stranger in an open car
To tempt you in, and drive you far away
Love is a danger of a different kind
It′ll take you away and leave you far behind“
(Eurythmics-Love is a stranger)
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