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I'v photographed this several times. Each time the flag fades a little more and i'm afraid that it will not be there much longer. So i hope that i did it justice this time.
Another image showing how decay can be rather photogenic. An old wall with a fading sign which has been repainted at different times. Taken in Burnham-on-Sea,
Fade to Black / Becoming a Memory
.... also please view the large size for better details.... ^^
Well, first of all , sorry for erasing the last pic Ive uploaded ( a pic of a pomegranate) , but I wasnt satisfied with it... sincerely I didnt like it very much =(
Today I tried to take a better pic of the pomegranate but the thing was dead -_- ...
so then I thought , " maybe I could try taking a pic of another thing and then do one of my experiments " ... Thats what I did, but, As Ive said in the pomegranate pic , Im still a prisioner in my own house and my imagination is dying really fast, :( , so, this is the result, nothing very special but its better than the pomegranate... well I think O.o ....
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Sorry to all my friends, I havent post u any messages 'cause Ive been away from flickr =(
But now im Back hehe ;P
Take Care
have a nice weekend and good luck ^^
byebye
E
Fog in trees on hazy day,
makes many scared or fade away.
When no one is adrift in smoke,
then 'round and 'round you lonely walk.
Siren, sitting watching me as the light fades out...
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Angel Philia Sizuka wearing SartoriaJ
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As usual, I spent the day (yesterday) faffing about and then decided to try and take a photo far too late in the day! A 30sec exposure and grainy as hell, but she still looks good to me <3
One of the markers on the shoreline, once bright yellow, now fading in the light and weather, and rusting in the salty, sea air (makes for a nice photo subject though, against the blue of the water!)
Ken on the rignt had brown spots on his nose and ear and he was treated with acne cream (benzoyl peroxide) several years ago. I'm noticing now for the first time how his eyes have faded from blue to green, more on the side that was treated. I don't regret doing it, but just wanted to share this result.
Is there a way to stop the benzoyl peroxide chemical reaction besides washing it off with soap and water?
For Self Portrait Challenge -- 'tiny words'
Used this texture by pareeerica (again!)
My first attempt at 'cloning' -- interesting technique.
"Truth is the torch that gleams through the fog without dispelling it."
I think this quote fits well to this photo. | Facebook
yep this face is fading into the background.....the pull of another power taking it over......
Many thanks for having a look......appreciated........best bigger .......hope you have a Great Week
Beautiful stone arches that line an open outdoor hallway of the monastery.
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Happy Independence Day for those who celebrate!
#DoodlewashJuly2025 Prompt 4-Fade. As for me, I’m going to fade away and wait until the sparks are over.
Did you know Coles Philips, an artist active between WWI and the late Twenties is credited by many as introducing the first pin-up girl, which became known as "The Fadeaway Girl, and started a trend of Art Deco paintings in advertisements? He pioneered the fadeaway effect where parts of the subject and background are the same color, letting the viewer imagine the shapes of the subject that aren’t really there.
I actually did this around Christmas, and didn’t like it. Looking back at it, I think it’s worth sharing.
Fading Into The Wallpaper-DaVinci Sketching Stuff Watercolor Palette on Lightwish Watercolor Paper.
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The seasons had changed again. Summer's glow was gone and autumns color and cold crept over the forest. The time of the Festival of Leaves was nearing. Sparrow had been preparing for weeks. Stringing leaves for for the necklaces and bracelets, putting lanterns in the trees, decorating the hollows where the dances would nave been. Every where she went she thought she saw the ghostly figures of her family and friends but they were only distant memories fading in and out. Flashbacks of her sitting in her grandmothers lap, listening to her tell the story of the mighty leaves journey, from a new green bud to the colorful decay and then fading to nothing. She had been so young then, so long ago. Her faint memories were of the dances and fires, weaving flowers and leaves into crowns, celebration, songs, floating music. Now she stood alone in the hollow staring off into nothing. 'Where had they all gone?' she wondered, but that was the question the answer would never come. She didn't know why or how. All she knew was that when she was very young one day everyone had disappeared. Vanished like the leaves on the trees, carried on the wind. She was alone. The only forest elf left. She carried on doing what she knew, she followed the traditions, even though she should have been to young to remember them so well it all came naturally to her. She had often wondered how this could be but now she only felt comforted that not everything of her people had disappeared. She faithfully carried out the traditions for her people. She would not forget them. She dawned her crown and waited alone in the hollow for the first rays of sun. The last Sparrow.
A little bit about Sparrow