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Dimitry & Olena

  

Hanno litigato per la guerra in Ucraina e l'alcol ha fatto il resto: lei, ucraina di 70 anni, lui russo di 70, si sono messi a discutere in casa davanti alla televisione. Dalle parole si è passati ai fatti e la donna ha preso una bottiglia e l'ha rotta in testa al compagno, con il quale convive da anni, provocandogli una profonda ferita alla testa.

 

( fatto di cronaca in rete)

“But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:

To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.

To know the pain of too much tenderness.

To be wounded by your own understanding of love;

And to bleed willingly and joyfully.”

 

~Kahlil Gibran

In honour of those fallen or wounded in any conflict

Credits to G&T Designs for their amazing kit A Soldier's Memories and the recent re-release at www.e-scapeandscrap.net/boutique/index.php?main_page=prod...

Credit also to The Red Cross for their amazing work and the artist John Olaf Todahl for the painting The Wounded Comrade appearing on the August 1918 issue of The Red Cross Magazine.

Thanks for your visit, views, comments and likes, always very much appreciated!

 

A solitary tree stands, with a large branch broken away after a storm. Natures own way of pruning the habitat.

Once the pride of the Santa Fe fleet, this former Santa Fe SD75M, now owned by PRLX is showing its age with tattered paint and patches trying to hide its previous life. On the point of Q116, the train fights up the hill into Gaines, MI. By the time the tail end would pass by, the train would be quickly up to track speed.

It was a shock to see the damage inflicted by the recent blizzards on two of my closest trees. The force needed to rip away huge branches was considerable

Utrecht / Netherlands

 

Please have a look at my albums:

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(eos-1v, canon 100F2.8L macro, delta 400, tmax dev)

This is this an alternative view that shows this vine as it spirals out of the ground ascending a tree trunk to reach the top of the canopy. On Hoople Island, Long Sault, Ontario.

Knife wound created with gelatin, Skin Illustrator, Ben Nye Stage Blood and Thick Blood, and cotton.

Hair: Rei by bonbon *Get this item at the Kagami event!* www.flickr.com/photos/kittynapkitkat/

 

Lipstick: Karma (greens) by Dotty's Secret www.flickr.com/photos/dottyssecretsl

 

LM to Dotty's Secret: maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Baedal/177/15/3001

This pretty little bee had a wounded wing. It kept jumping from leaf to leaf, but finally stayed still for a few photos.

Pale was the wounded knight

That bore the rowan shield

Loud and cruel were the ravens' cries

That feasted on the field

Saying, "Beck water, cold and clear,

Will never clean your wound;

There's none but the Witch of the Westmoreland

Can make thee hale and sound."

 

       – Stan Rogers, Witch of the Westmoreland

we came across this young black bear which was limping on the front paws and you can also see an injury on the left paw. i just learned that he is recovering well and should be fine.

Nikon F301

Pre-Ai Nikkor f2/35mm

Kodak Colorplus 200

Tetenal C-41 kit

Plustek 8100

El otro día estuve trasteando con las patas de Chalco que tenía guardadas desde hace mil años y este es el resultado.

Esta foto no la iba a colgar, como casi todos los trabajos de blush que hago, pero me ha sorprendido poder hacer una foto en la que mas o menos se vean los detalles XD

 

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The other day I took my Chalco out of the box in which he was kept for so many time and here is the result. I don't usually make pictures of my blush works, but this time I finally was able to make a pic where most of the details can be noticed.

Photographing Bee is a big challenge in photography.

 

I found this bee on the pink dahlia, my 1st impression is that this bee either sick or tire hiding in the petal that without pollens. then I attempt to move it. A soon as I use the stick to move this Bee, It began to move.

 

Then I found that the bee eyes are with pollens instead of the legs. I think this bee must be wounded otherwise the eyes would not be having pollens.

 

I am happy that at least I save one life. & This is a great shot.

 

Thanks for your view, comments & fave.

 

I appreciate it.

“Nothing else wounds so deeply and irreparably. Nothing else robs us of hope so much as being unloved by one we love”

 

www.youtube.com/watch?v=4uOxOgm5jQ4

 

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This image belongs to a series I made in 2017.

It is not a new photograph. It is an old photograph that I am publishing today because the reason that generated it never disappeared.

This account was not my first Flickr account.

My first one dates back to 2011, it was not a paid account, and with that account I never reached Explore until many years later, only after 2020.

In 2017, less than a year after opening this other account, I found myself completely blocked anyway.

The wound never closed, also because for ten years, in order to reach Explore, I worked unbelievably hard and was even forced to open three or four other free accounts.

That alone says a lot.

At the time, I found those two small Flickr signs, pink and blue, and placed them on my skin, because Flickr, for better or worse, I already felt it on me.

That is why I am publishing these old images today: because what they represented then is still alive for me now.

I still observe dynamics that do not seem natural, transparent, or healthy to me.

I still see behaviors, mechanisms, and power relations that make it very hard to believe completely in the fairy tale of chance and neutrality.

At this point, since there is a relationship, I want to say it directly: tell me what the hell I am supposed to do.

At 55 years old, alone, independent, anarchic, honest, in a world full of dishonest people, I cannot keep splitting myself into five accounts just to enter Explore once in a while.

It is absurd. All of it is absurd.

Either this really works randomly, or it does not.

And if it does not, then it would be more honest to stop pretending that it does.

These photographs come from there: from a deep bond, from an old anger, and from the awareness that when certain things get under your skin, they do not leave.

Have a relaxing weekend. ! : )

  

Explored@#70

 

Sadly many of the old fishing huts and other remnants have completely collapsed or disappeared. Every time I visit Dungeness, there is at least one less thing to photograph. Apart from a few of the old boat wrecks you now need to sear out for llittle details. This rusty post and cable caught my eye for a low shot with the 35mm prime.

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Abandoned Abused Street Dogs.

 

While giving injections Rocky was also

treated for multiple monkey bites.

One being extremely close to

his eye. Like real close ! .;-(

 

In a couple of weeks Pumpkin

will also get her injections 2

but that will be happening

right here at our home. ;-)

 

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The hearts and Moon were made by me. I am actually wearing them (a nice little trick Patricie taught me)

even the fierce American Alligators have trouble surviving in the wild. A healing wound showing on his side.

I came across a little wounded bird on my balcony.

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