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Our local camera club has a challenge this month entitled "Shadows". I thought I'd give it a try with this "unique" shot. It's been done forever but I wanted to give it a try myself. I hope you enjoy!
HELLO EVERYBODY !!
today i had to go to the dentist
because i had a huge thick jaw
ok the atter is gone, but now
i have some really bad toothache
i hope that i will gets better,
so i can work at my pics again !! ♥
1992-04, Not wendig, 126x95 cm, Acryl auf Hartplatte.
1992-04, Necessary, 50 x 36 inch, acrylic on hardboard.
Wissen Sie, dass
mein Zimmer als Überlebensmittel Not wendig ist?
Do you know, that
my room is necessary as a means of survival?
Mein Name ist Wolfram Zimmer, mein Zimmer bedeutet auch mein Raum, meine Arbeit, meine Kunst. Das mein Zimmer-Schild ist mein Signet.
My name is Wolfram Zimmer, my Zimmer designated my room, my work, my art. The Shield - mein Zimmer - is my logo.
Außerdem könnte mein Zimmer auch für jeden sein Zimmer bedeuten und seine Anstrengung zum Leben.
In addition, my room might mean for each his own room and his effort to live.
I'm inspired by beginnings.
A first page.
A new week. Month. Year.
A new goal.
A fresh possibility slowly coming into focus.
A start.
A do-over for no reason better than doing it over.
Grateful for beginnings. As many of them as it takes.
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مدري ليه احس إن الهجر من بعد المعزه .. يرسم في ذهني علآمــهَ من علآمـآإت آلقيــآإمه ~
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All Right Recerved By {и} pнoтograρнy ♥
Der Böhmische Gottesacker Rixdorf ist ein 1751 angelegter Friedhof im Ortsteil Neukölln (früher Rixdorf) am heutigen Karl-Marx-Platz in Berlin
Thank you all so much for your visits, your comments and for showing me this kind of appreciation.
Kinda of a different thing today. I usually photograph nature and such, but I found this kinda interesting.
Colliure le acogió cuando llegó derrotado desde Barcelona y allí vivió el escaso último mes de su vida. Su tumba es cuidada y mimada y allí acudimos muchos españoles a depositar ramos de flores y rendirle nuestro homenaje.
Ahora quieren traer sus resto a España, al país que le expulsó "post mortem" del cuerpo de catedráticos de Instituto y... ¿a dónde llevarían sus restos?...¿a Sevilla? ¿a Madrid? ¿a Barcelona? ¿a Soria?..... o un trocito a cada ciudad.
Yo creo que debe seguir descansando en el precioso pueblo francés de Collioure, que inspiró sus últimos versos... "Estos días azules y este sol de la infancia",