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This is what happens when a sharp object hits the glass face on your cellphone. HMM!

 

Many thanks to those of you who have chosen to view, comment, and fave, my work - I truly appreciate it.

Location: Portocorvo

 

Listen: broken wings - Mr. Mister

 

baby, don't understand

why we can't just hold on to each other's hands?

 

this time might be the last, I fear

unless I make it all too clear, I need you so, ohh

 

take these broken wings

and learn to fly again

learn to live so free

and when we hear the voices sing

the book of love will open up and let us in

take these broken wings

 

baby, I think tonight

we can take what was wrong and make it right, mmmh

 

baby, it's all I know

that you're half of the flesh

and blood makes me whole, I need you so...

I'm living in an empty room

With all the windows smashed

And I've got so little left to lose

That it feels just like I'm walking on broken glass

 

Annie Lennox

Taken along an Oklahoma Backroad

The remains of a broken mug. This was a treasured gift from a friend, slipped right out of my hand and smashed on the floor. Here are two of the pieces backlit. For Macro Mondays 'Broken' theme.

Macro Mondays.

Miniature Bramley Hedge coffee mug.

Macro Mondays theme. June 26th: broken

 

and sure less than 3"

 

 

This is a macro of a dried lemon slice, broken.

 

But even with her broken bill she had adapted to feeding and preening just fine!

The most basic way to get someone's attention is to break a pattern

[Chip and Dan Heath]

 

I came across an older photo of mine and I thought I would try to recreate it.

 

My Inspo

 

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D E T A I L S:

 

• Hair: Stealthic - Mayhem @ Mainstore

• Outfit: Toksik - Mayhem Hoodie @ Mainstore

• Pose: Ana Poses - Karagandy Rare @ The Epiphany

  

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Little glass tea light. For Macro Mondays, theme: broken

 

For this week's MacroMondays challenge "Chip"

Broken Easter egg filled with egg liqueur.

Watch my making of. .

  

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Mon verre s'est brisé comme un éclat de rire.

G.Apollinaire

*The measurements of the glass are as follows:

Height: From the bottom of the glass to the broken tip is 2 1/8” Diameter: 2 1/4”

One of my artworks showed at EMERGENT Art Gallery, the beautiful gallery of Ilyra Chardin. The series was made in collaboration with my partner Eli Medier that made my works talk through his poems. In this poem he played with the short word "so" and its different meaning in different languages (Italian, English, Spanish and French):

 

"So

d'ombre

d'umidi recessi

notturni

di tuoni lontani

e di giorni persi

 

So

your destiny

was a bomb

falling from the sky

straight on your lives

miserable and unwise

 

So

tenía un cinturón

se hizo estallar

entre la gente

borró nuestras vidas

por accidente

 

So

c'était son surnom

cheveux yeux coulants

un projectile lui traversa

le coeur en s'emportant

pour toujours sa splendeur"

 

"I know

of shadows

of damp nocturnal

recesses

of distant thunder

and lost days

 

So

your destiny

was a bomb

falling from the sky

straight on your lives

miserable and unwise

 

Under

he had a belt

blew himself up

among the people

canceled our lives

by accident

 

So

was her nickname

flowing eyes hair

a bullet went through

her heart taking forever

away her splendor"

 

© Eli Medier

 

For all the victims of violence

 

The Exhibition will last till March 7th 2020

featured artists:

Eli Medier

Ilyra Chardin

Ladmilla Medier

Patrick Ireland

Sisi Biedermann

Broken is not dead.

 

No matter how hard our fall, for most of us, the hardest part of getting back up is admitting we fell in the first place.

 

Inured, dirtied, bloody......we will try our best to avoid that realization that we are human and imperfect.

 

And all the time we spend denying we've fallen, could have been spent standing up and walking again.

 

Summary: The most broken part of us is the part that can't accept imperfection.

 

Taken at Devin's Eye.

 

maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Devins%20Eye/186/97/33

 

livinginsecondlife.blogspot.com/2022/05/broken.html

 

"Sul mio cuore ci sono cicatrici spesse e deturpanti […]. So che ci sono. Spero che resti un po' di tessuto integro, una chiazza attraverso la quale l'amore possa penetrare e defluire."

 

(da "Eleanor Oliphant sta benissimo")

 

www.youtube.com/watch?v=hPC2Fp7IT7o

 

At the Pink Rocks (Pembe Kayalar), Kefken, Kocaeli Province, Turkey...on the Black Sea coast.

Not deliberately broken for the theme! On holiday in Cornwall and just got my phone out of my pocket and then it started disintegrating in front of my eyes - what a disaster! Thankfully now sorted out with a new phone! HMM!

Incredible colours from the walls of a sea cave

Fallen tree trunk with insect and fire damage, for the Broken theme.

😄 HaPpY CrAzY Tuesday 😄

One more beauty left to die in disgrace

Was my favourite beaker now this week’s Macro Mondays image for “ Broken “ theme.

a broken black seashell on the foreshore

♥【Head: Lelutka Lilly】

: Landmark

 

♥【Body: Legacy Classic】

: Landmark

♥【Hair:Doux:Denise】

: Landmark

 

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♥【Outfit,Headband,Shoes & Socks:TASTIC/ BROKEN HEART】

Landmark

【AT INOV EVENT (MAY 10th-JUNE 2nd)】

Taxi

If only she could speak............if ONLY she might tell us her Story.....

 

The pride, the warmth, the happiness,.......the joys, the laughter,.......all the memories she shared.............

 

IF only she could tell her story.............

I would love to hear her tale.................................

Road trip to Broken Hill with Marty

This is the road to the top of the slag heap, where there is a lookout, a memorial and various museum pieces of mining equipment

 

Broken Arch in Canyonlands National Park near Moab, Utah. The top of the arch is fractured in the middle, but so far the arch remains standing.

Their lives brushed ours like passing wings: soft, invisible, unforgettable. You never saw them in person, but your heart knows what it felt every time you read their comments on your photos. Like butterflies with broken wings, shining in their brevity, they still take flight.

And although your friends are no longer within your reach, they have been etched in the quiet corners of your soul. Every echo of kindness in their written messages, every feeling of being known without ever having met us, remains.

-Millie Cruz©

 

In memory of:

www.flickr.com/photos/deanspic/ (Dean Francis Ducas)

www.flickr.com/photos/donbriggs/ (Don Briggs)

Rest in Peace

   

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