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It broke 3 months ago. Last week I finally took the picture. For some reason I still can't throw it out.
Maybe it deserves a better shot.
A wonderful journey.
Floating at the sea of love with a hug for lifejacket
or slowly sinking into oblivion.
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If you like this poster you can have a look
at the Love Illustrated series here
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Sometimes love is like an old cassette. It may be dusty,
have some scratches on the surface, label might be dirty,
the dedication ink start to fade out, the plastic tape
sometimes has cuts and repairs, BUT when you press the
play button, is always there for you, at the exact point
you left it last time, always with the same sweet melody.
"A small dagger I have tightly in my belt,
that a whim made me make it my own;
and because I hate no one in the world to kill,
I am afraid lest some day I turn it against myself ..."
Part of "A dagger" by Nikos Kavadias
Fonts: PF TerminalSquare Bold, PF Din Text Black, by Parachute
Welcome to the machine | Pink Floyd
Made with Adobe Illustrator/
10. clear screen
20. print "work"
30. print "consume"
40. print "sleep"
50. goto 20
run
// Please Wait. Executing Routine . . . //
Dido
I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be
And when we meet
Which I'm sure we will
All that was there
Will be there still
I'll let it pass
And hold my tongue
And you will think
That I've moved on...
Credits:
Illustration + Original Logo:
mobilityweek.eu
Design:
Pointofdesign
Greek mobility logo
typographic adaptation:
Pointofdesign
Each year, thousands of birds will fly enormous distances seeking warmer places in order to avoid the heavy cold winter. Some of them, for unknown reasons, are left behind. From those that left behind, most will die from the cold. Very few will survive by learning how to live.
We never change | Cold Play
I wanna fly, never come down,
And live my life,
And have friends around.
We never change, do we?
We never learned to leave...
-Would you like to place an order sir?
- Yes
- Um, coffee?
- Yes, please
- Are you expecting someone else sir?
- No... Just coffee for one. Thank you
After a few moments my coffee was there
Laying on the table. Single
Blue mug with black coffee
I was looking my reflection on the dark surface
Gentle steam was blurring my vision
Beautiful aroma was filling my lungs
Music was coming from the back of the store
A well known melody. A sweet melancholy
It was late. It was dark
A blue neon at the front store was lighting the pale walls
Giving them this blue hue
I was looking the milk drops falling into coffee
Splashing. Like liquid suicides
Fading to black. Creating concentric ripples
All the warmth of my coffee was very soon gone
Something was missing...
something wasn't there to keep it warm
My secret winter sun
T.
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If you like this poster you can have a look
at the Love Illustrated series here
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A yellow beach flag means medium hazard (moderate surf and/or currents) and can include several conditions, including moderate current, waves, or the chance of quickly changing weather conditions.
This is a common beach safety flag that indicates you should take precautions when going for a swim and it is recommended that weak swimmers stay out of the water.
-- Technical Information (or Nerdy Stuff) --
‧ Camera - Nikon D7200 (handheld)
‧ Lens – Nikkor 18-300mm Zoom
‧ ISO – 160
‧ Aperture – f/8
‧ Exposure – 1/640 second
‧ Focal Length – 125mm
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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Its a telephone story about a love that became a card postal.
"Louder please, I didn't heard that..." he said.