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Dreaming of times gone by at the Shane cabin in the Tetons. Can you imagine waking every morning to gaze across the flats to the sun gradually illuminating the Tetons--in a simpler time where terrorism and intentionally divisive politics were no concern? When surviving in the incredible beauty of the Yellowstone ecosystem was the only real day-to-day concern?
Roseberry Topping rises to 1,050ft (320m) and is often likened to the Matterhorn. The profile of this North York Moors peak is not natural: a landfall caused by earlier mining created the distinctive outline. This landscape, a SSSI, is in the care of the National Trust. Viewed from the village of Newton-under-Roseberry.
The polaroid looks a bit less blurry than the scan. Trying to learn how to steady myself. Failing so far.
Follow your dreams....
Taken in Fantasyland of the decorative top of the carousel.
Carousel Top | Magic Kingdom, Walt Disney World
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Say nighty-night and kiss me
Just hold me tight and tell me you'll miss me
While I'm alone and blue as can be
Dream a little dream of me
I love dreamy soft curves when it comes to photography. I don´t think everything needs to be razor sharp to be beautiful.
Dreams are more real than reality itself, they're closer to the self.
-Gao Xingjian-
Because ''DREAMS ARE FANATSY''
Just a little mess around whilst bored today......
whilst i could have gone real wildstyle i was trying to keep the text readable for people who are not familier with graffiti.
For those that cant make it out.. the text reads ''DREAMS'' ..... or does it ????
This is a ambigram flip it up the other way round reads "FANATSY"
Superb, excellent and technical musicians; they are artists of their craft. And their music is great too!
Músicos magníficos, excelentes; son artistas verdaderos de su oficio.
This is Nanette a friend, cousin and my model :-) This portrait is from my archives....I've been wanting to upload this for some time now!
In my dream I had a vision of myself
I was a little yellow flower
so egar to face the wind
to bask in the sunlight
-Vesna - TwinFlameunion
It used to come so often as a child.
Outlines of objects and people would flare and rainbow.
Three coloured rings of light cartwheel around me. The world fills with snow like a old tv stuck between channels, and the house would shake.
On the very last night I made my way under the house. There was a bull moose there, living in the crawl space. And as the world filled with snow and light he raised the house up on his antlers and shook his head.
Years later I saw him again. Hunting him in the dark, he was always just ahead, but we would see him now and then looking back in the distance. The three who were with me then said they were my guides in the chase.
I became lucid at some point and reached out my will to touch the leader of the guides. The three turned to me with great giant eyes that were pools of violet emptiness and with one voice together said "No, that's not why we are here."
"Dream Journal" - light painting photograph
All in camera light painting long exposure. Unassisted,no manipulation. I used a light stencil for the moose, and glow stick liquid for the vial and droplets on the table.