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a lone figure drifts through the mouth of architecture—swept along by light and curve, swallowed by silence, stitched to vanishing lines
From a walk on my 'daily playground' both as a child and in my adult life - the military training area (Jydske Dragonregiment/Jutland Dragoon Regiment) south of Holstebro, Denmark - January 31, 2021.
Poetry by Serena Vestene, Art by Alice Alicja Cieliczka; Immagini, Poesia & Magia, Artebo, Bologna
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The saying “the pen is mightier than the sword” means ideas have more lasting power than violence. It’s an old belief, but today it often feels ignored: loudness and force win more than thoughtful argument, making the proverb less a truth and more a hope for how the world should be.
caught between darkness and light, a lone figure crosses the square. for a fleeting instant, the body and its shadow seem to move at different speeds.
Shot on a clear somewhat cold night out in the area around the village - Vejrumstad, Denmark - April 10, 2020.
Seen on a walk along the beach at Kongsøre Næbbe in Holbæk Fjord/Lammefjorden - Zealand, Denmark - July 12, 2019.
fogginess rising [lith print executed 2020. On ORWO universal paper with Moersch Lith / photo taken with Hasselblad 500 c/m / 150mm Sonnar / C16 magazine 6x4,5]
🇮🇹 Autoritratto al Monumento ai Caduti dell’Armée d’Orient, Marsiglia.
🇫🇷 Autoportrait au Monument aux Héros de l’Armée d’Orient, Marseille.
🇬🇧 Self‑portrait at the Monument to the Fallen of the Army of the Orient, Marseille.
Rising sun seen from our garden on the morning of our golden anniversary. Vejrumstad, Denmark - October 31, 2020.
Sometimes the sky carries the weight of what we cannot say.
In silence, the clouds gather — heavy, wild, and full of stories.
I stood beneath them, not afraid… just listening.
Eddies spiral, pulling whispers from stone, white noise rising in endless refrain. Water tumbles, a rhythm unknown, soft yet insistent, dissolving terrain.
Leaves, slick with rhythmic rain, rustle like echoes lost in the mist. A chorus of motion, fluid, untamed, a silent song too deep to resist.
Carved by time, held by sound, bound to the gorge, yet never bound. An endless pulse, unbroken, unchanged.
Don't think so much about what you lack. Instead, focus on what you have and enjoy life's little pleasures.
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From a family afternoon walk in the area called Lindholm Fjordpark in the western part of Nørresundby, Denmark - February 16, 2019.
What you find through your lens while straying around in the garden.
Vintage EBC Fujinon (Fujica X) 1.6 55 mm DM on Fujifilm X-T20
Ein Korb und ein bisschen anderes Zeugs - was sich so findet wenn Du durch Dein Objektiv blickend durch den Garten streunst.
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Shot/used for a Facebook challenge with the theme "Opening" - May 12, 2020.
From a week's family vacation in a rented house in Skagen, Denmark - April 06, 2021.
The photo is taken at the Grey Lighthouse north of the town.
The Knot
Two ropes, black and white, different in everything except purpose.
Tied together to hold what the sea is constantly trying to take away.
In their meeting there is no conflict — only agreement.
As if neither of them ever made sense alone.
Canon R7 + Takumar 105/2.8.
Čvor
Dva užeta, crno i bijelo, različita po svemu osim po svrsi.
Zavezana zajedno da drže ono što more stalno pokušava odvesti.
U njihovom susretu ne vidi se sukob, nego dogovor.
Kao da jedno bez drugoga nikada nije ni imalo smisla.
Sunny and somewhat foggy/misty winter morning walk around the village where I live - Vejrumstad, Denmark - January 26, 2019.
Old photo revisited in black and white.
From a stroll along the beach at Ajstrup south of Aarhus, Denmark - April 29, 2015.
Un rostro que emerge suavemente entre capas fragmentadas, como si perteneciera a un recuerdo que intenta reconstruirse. La figura femenina, delicada y luminosa, contrasta con las interrupciones visuales que atraviesan la escena, generando una sensación de tránsito entre lo real y lo imaginado. Los detalles ornamentales que fluyen desde su cabello aportan una cualidad etérea, como si su esencia se expandiera más allá de los límites físicos, suspendida en un instante de calma y belleza.
A face that gently emerges through fragmented layers, as if it belonged to a memory trying to reassemble itself. The female figure, delicate and luminous, contrasts with the visual interruptions crossing the scene, creating a sense of transition between the real and the imagined. The ornamental details flowing from her hair add an ethereal quality, as if her essence extends beyond physical boundaries, suspended in a moment of calm and beauty.
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Dans une forêt ancienne baignée par les derniers rayons d’un soleil d’or liquide, deux âmes légendaires se tiennent immobiles au cœur d’un instant suspendu hors du temps. Leurs fronts se rejoignent avec une délicatesse infinie, comme si le destin lui-même avait tracé le chemin de cette rencontre depuis l’aube des mondes. L’homme, aux longs cheveux blond cendré ondulant en cascades soyeuses sur une armure noire finement ciselée d’arabesques dorées, dégage une noblesse sauvage et intemporelle. Son visage aux traits harmonieux est éclairé par une lumière chaude qui dessine chaque détail de sa peau, chaque reflet dans ses cheveux, chaque ombre subtile de sa barbe naissante.
Face à lui, une reine mystique d’une beauté envoûtante ferme les yeux dans une sérénité absolue. Sa chevelure blonde se mêle à un voile noir constellé de poussières d’or scintillantes. Une somptueuse couronne filigranée d’or ancien, incrustée de pierres précieuses bleues profondes, enlace son visage comme une œuvre d’art sacrée. De délicates chaînes ornées de perles et de gemmes descendent le long de ses tempes et capturent les éclats du soleil, créant une pluie de reflets lumineux autour de son visage.
La scène est capturée en très gros plan cinématographique, centrée sur les visages et l’émotion pure qui les unit. Les arrière-plans forestiers se dissolvent dans un bokeh majestueux composé de sphères lumineuses dorées flottant dans l’air comme des lucioles enchantées. Des particules de lumière dansent entre les arbres géants tandis que les rayons du soleil traversent les feuillages en colonnes lumineuses spectaculaires. Chaque détail est d’un photoréalisme absolu : texture réaliste de la peau, finesse des cils, reflets naturels des lèvres, fibres des tissus brodés, gravures de l’armure, éclats des pierres précieuses, mèches de cheveux illuminées par le contre-jour.
L’atmosphère évoque une romance épique entre deux souverains d’un royaume oublié, mélange de fantasy noble, de poésie visuelle et de cinéma grand spectacle. L’image possède une profondeur émotionnelle intense, une lumière digne des plus grandes productions hollywoodiennes, une composition parfaitement équilibrée, une colorimétrie riche dominée par l’or, le noir et le bleu saphir, un éclairage volumétrique spectaculaire, une profondeur de champ cinématographique, un rendu ultra détaillé, hyperréaliste, 16K, qualité musée, photographie de collection, chef-d’œuvre visuel, avec en bas à droite la signature « Emma L. » en fines lettres gothiques dorées.
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In an ancient forest bathed in the final glow of liquid gold sunlight, two legendary souls stand motionless within a moment suspended beyond time itself. Their foreheads gently touch, as if destiny had written their meeting long before the birth of kingdoms and stars. The man, with flowing ash-blond hair cascading in wild, silken waves over an ornate black armor engraved with intricate golden filigree, radiates timeless nobility and quiet strength. Warm sunlight caresses his finely sculpted features, revealing every subtle detail of his skin, every strand of illuminated hair, and every shadow along his jawline.
Facing him is a mystical queen of breathtaking beauty, her eyes closed in perfect serenity. Her golden-blonde hair blends seamlessly into a magnificent black veil dusted with shimmering particles of gold. A spectacular crown of ancient gold filigree adorned with deep sapphire gemstones frames her face like a sacred masterpiece. Delicate chains of pearls, jewels, and precious ornaments cascade from the crown, catching the sunlight and scattering radiant reflections around her like celestial stardust.
Captured in an intimate cinematic close-up, the composition focuses entirely on the emotional connection between the two figures. The enchanted forest behind them dissolves into a sea of luminous golden bokeh, where glowing orbs drift through the air like magical fireflies. Shafts of sunlight pierce through towering trees, creating breathtaking volumetric beams that bathe the scene in a dreamlike radiance. Every detail is rendered with extraordinary photorealism: realistic skin textures, delicate eyelashes, natural lip reflections, intricate embroidery, engraved armor details, sparkling gemstones, and individual strands of hair illuminated by a golden backlight.
The atmosphere evokes an epic fantasy romance between two sovereigns from a forgotten realm, blending mythical elegance, emotional depth, and grand cinematic storytelling. Rich tones of gold, black, and sapphire blue dominate the color palette, creating a visual symphony of luxury and enchantment. Ultra-realistic lighting, dramatic depth of field, masterful composition, cinematic color grading, breathtaking realism, museum-quality artistry, award-winning fantasy photography, emotional storytelling, divine golden-hour illumination, volumetric light rays, magical particles, hyper-detailed textures, 16K resolution, masterpiece quality. In the bottom-right corner, the signature “Emma L.” appears in elegant thin golden Gothic lettering.
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this corner doesn’t speak, it reflects. glass turns clouds into fragments, and the structure into silence. then — a bicycle. a fleeting figure. a human line cuts across the architectural order like a thought breaking a pattern. here at palma’s congress palace — palau de congressos de palma — geometry pauses long enough to let real life through. you just have to see it.
It didn’t bloom; it sang.
This silhouetted flower stands like a note on a staff, framed by the fading warmth of a sky painted in soft orange and pink. Each petal, each leaf, a stanza. Each curve, a quiet chord. The light behind it hums with feeling, as if the sun itself is composing a farewell.
There’s no wind, no movement just the stillness of a song held in the air. A melody not heard, but felt. The kind that plays in memory, in longing, in the spaces between words.
This image is a visual sonnet gentle, expressive, and full of quiet harmony. It’s for those who see music in light, rhythm in shadow, and poetry in the way a flower leans toward the sky.
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Questo luogo non parla soltanto di fede, ma del bisogno umano di costruire l’eternità.
Ho voluto fotografare quell’istante in cui l’architettura diventa emozione.
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Mon Coeur En Poses: " Daikota" in marketplace
A tiny atelier nestled in the green.
In Luane’s World, even art has a place to breathe.
picture taken @ Le monde perdu - Luanes World
Considero l’immagine come un territorio,
uno spazio in cui il visibile perde la sua funzione descrittiva.
La luce agisce come una perturbazione aprendo zone di ambiguità e deriva percettiva.
Shot on a clear somewhat cold night out in the area around the village - Vejrumstad, Denmark - April 10, 2020.
C'est le souffle léger de l'invisible, une caresse de l'air sur cette délicate inflorescence ... un secret que le vent confie aux âmes attentives.
Mille mercis à Isa pour son inspiration et ces mots poétiques. 💕
Sous la pluie fine de Rome, la Piazza Navona retrouve son âme d’autrefois.
Les pavés miroitent comme un miroir du temps, les statues de Bernini semblent respirer encore, et les passants deviennent des ombres passagères dans ce théâtre baroque.
En noir et blanc, la ville éternelle se dépouille de sa chaleur pour révéler sa profondeur intemporelle — un hommage à la lumière, à la pierre, et au silence après la pluie.
📷 Nikon Z8 – 35 mm – traitement monochrome contrasté pour sublimer les textures baroques.
️ Une scène où le présent et l’histoire se confondent dans la lenteur du regard.