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Magazine "ΦΩΤΟΓΡΑΦΟΣ"(No:254,page:16)
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“Flowers heal me. Tulips make me happy."
Rebecca Wells
Me too Rebecca!! one of my favourite cut flowers....
textures thanks to Kerstin Frank.
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You can see some of my textures on my sim here maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Honey/50/83/22
Website www.vulturelabs.photography
My next upcoming B&W long exposure photography workshop will take place in London on the 29th and 30th of August and the 5th and 6th of September, Please email vulturelabs@gmail.com for more information
Also if you want to attend a long exposure workshop in Iceland during September, please drop me an email, places are extremely limited.
Finally, post processing workshops will be available from August, learn Lightroom CC, Photoshop CC, DXO Optics Pro 10, Silver Efex Pro 2
Photo Info
Fujifilm X-T1
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Cheryl Tarrant texture used for the sky. Thought about purple grass and created it just because I could. LOL A little whimsy for today. Will be commenting tonight.
One of my favorite places to shop has this GINORMOUS pumpkin on display. I couldn't resist snapping some closeup pics of this beautiful monster...it looks like the surface of Mars!
○•. Taken with an iPhone 5s .•○
somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near
your slightest look will easily unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully, mysteriously) her first rose
or if your wish be to close me, i and
my life will shut very beautifully ,suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;
nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility: whose texture
compels me with the color of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing
(i do not know what it is about you that closes and opens;
only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands
ee cummings