Identity & Self Portraits
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Supposedly, these two rooms were used for identity parades in the old police HQ of Frankfurt. Now, it's just photographers looking for subjects.
Hair: .little bones. Rama
Pants: [Gild] Over all - Shiny Shabby
Tattoo: .Identity. Body Shop - Pure Heart
Shoes: -NOeditiON- Unisex Boots - @ The Epiphany
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Dress: *AGATA* - Erica Dress with Choker belt
Hair: *Barberyumyum*
Tattoo: .Identity. Body Shop - Remember forever
Pose: ::SenseS:: - Couple 169
just in case I forget who I am!
What a lovely surprise this morning! 'Identity' has been chosen as cover for SL In Timeless Black & White ♥!
Thank you very much 😙✨
You can keep me forever but you can’t keep my heart.
You can keep my freedom but you can’t keep my free will.
You can keep my life but you can’t keep my soul.
You can keep my love but you can’t keep my hate.
You can keep my joy but you can’t keep my sorrows.
Because I am a human with no name & identity ......... !
2017 09 04
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Hair: TRUTH HAIR Heloisa
Hand: Astralia - Skeleton Hand + Add-on + nails (maitreya)
Wrist: [CURELESS+HEADACHE] Barbedwire Kiss Set / SILVER
Tattoo: .Identity. Body Shop - Peaceful Mind
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When we arrived at John Heinz National Wildlife Refuge at daybreak, we were surprised and thrilled when we noticed this trio perched high in a tree. A quick search of the Merlin Bird ID app confirmed their identity. Later in the morning they joined a group of geese grazing on swamp grass. They made my day!
"""""""" WHO AM I ????? I would really like to know that!!
So sorry, that I immediately barged in with a serious philosophical issue……
But yesterday I was just an ordinary square piece of paper, cozy on a pile with my family and friends.
Suddenly I had to do all kinds of stretching exercises to get into this shape and I really don't know what will happen next…….. missing my friends……feeling quite stressed……. Hopefully time will reveal it soon! """""""
A piece of paper having an identity crisis ;-))
Update: folding one unit (not quite ready though) of the origami model Roses and Thorns, opus 754
Design: Robert J. Lang
Diagrams in the Bogota Origami Convention Book 2022
Wishing you all a nice day, despite the weather conditions, much rain here…...
Your identity is like your shadow: not always visible and yet always present.
Fausto Cercignani
Fausto Cercignani is an Italian scholar, essayist and poet.
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... I'll be the one, if you want me to ♬
Hair: .Entwined. - Rose @ Uber
Tattoo: .Identity. Body Shop - Sober Thought @ Kinky Event
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Excerpt from www.stjacobsvillage.com/artwalk:
Unravel by Stephanie Boutari
Located on the side of Hotel 52. ‘Unravel’ is inspired by the concept of a giant imaginary fabric or veil unraveling itself from within the center of the wall in a large sweeping motion. Its abstract composition of large curvilinear and geometric shapes is partly informed by the angle of the existing stairway and other architectural elements such as the windows. One of the main goals driving the design was a desire to create motion and visual depth, and the idea of re-revealing this site with a new identity.
A snatched grab shot in the supermarket as the citrus fruit here looked quite bright as required for this week's Saturday Self Challenge 14/12/2024 -- Bright & colourful !!
Problem is , I thought I was taking a shot of limes - some ripe and some not .But , the price ticket at the bottom of the tray it said " Loose Lemons " !
Whatever they are , the choice this week was very limited for bright and colourful subjects with the cloud hiding anything worth taking outside !!
Thinking about it , they must be limes , if they were lemons it would be a tray of cars with one problem after another !!
The only Lemon song I can think of has to be this one --------
I came across this photo when I was recently looking at the photos of Angel Olsen. I've been thinking about human identity lately and how to preserve your sense of self and sanity with all of these absolutely horrific executive orders that I just feel the constant onslaught of. Cindy Sherman has always had a playful approach to her own identity and her physical self is recognizable from photo to photo yet the human remains and so does the artist.... I posted a photo of a different street moment with the same ad in monochrome that I don't like at all now but I love what I wrote (and this was in 2012):
From the delusional clowns to the duplicates of duplicates of selves, related and jarred up to those dissected by Republican policies. Every moment in every black and white film that we feel happened but never really occurred is happening to us right now because we are all Cindy Sherman.
We wake up everyday and we are all Cindy Sherman and we must feel the devastation of our identities slowly being widdled away and dissolved as easily as simple molecules crashing into eachother then slowly giving up, becoming elusive and transparent. The harshness of reality is that we're going to have to deal with this. You are Cindy Sherman and so am I and so is the person you love most and your worst enemy and the one sitting next to you and the person who knows all of your favorite songs by heart.
It is terrifying, awesome, and it has already happened.
We are all Cindy Sherman and it is a rather grand delusion that anything different could be a possibility. We have forgotten how to be ourselves. We don't remember what it's like anymore to have an individual pain, to not be able to share with the collective consciousness of the world our inner anguish and everyday needs which have become completely ubiquitous...because, after all, we are all Cindy Sherman and Cindy Sherman is in all of us.
Or, as Jeff Mangum sings, "How strange it is to be anything at all." Indeed.
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At the ADM plant in Enderlin, this ex IC GP10 resides as the switcher. It appears this did receive a new paint job at some point, but it has faded significantly over the years, and the IC heritage is now quite apparent. Not much info I could find on this locomotive, but it was a neat find. In light of recent news, I went to the tornado path online, and found out this photo was taken less than a mile from where the EF5 had struck. Can't imagine what it must have been like that night.
i was at the plaza mayor in madrid, a cold drink in the warmth of a café. i’d stepped away for a moment, just a quick visit to the washroom. on my way back, i saw him - of the men behind the bar, leaning against a black wall, his profile lit faintly by the glow of the room. he had tattoos that spoke of stories, a dragon curled along his skull, fierce and intricate. i asked for a portrait; he nodded, wordless.
against that dark background, his face carried the weight of something unspoken, his dragon looking out as if guarding secrets. the café buzzed around us, oblivious. in that moment, it felt like the world paused for this frame, this story etched in ink and light.
Does anyone know the identity of this plant. I like that it has two colours of flowers on the same stem.. From a bouquet.
One of the lessons that we need to learn from waterfall is that we should never get stuck at one place, if we do we lose our identity & we begin to stink without realizing!
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Looks like CSX U36B #5797 (former SCL 1847) never quite made a complete transition to the Blue & Gray.
Seen here working ex-L&N Siebert yard at Mobile, AL on 13 February 1993 with GE MATE #5204 (former SCL 3204).
The 5797 later went to TTI.
I'd love to identify this branching tree with its rather stiff fern like leaves. Very unusual for northwestern CT.
I am an only child and what that really means is that I spent a great deal of time learning how to exist in the world both alone and lonely. Unlike many kids today who grow up with constant entertainment through the internet screens, I had to learn to use my imagination to fill my extra time. It also meant that I had to get used to having strong feelings and have no place for them outside of myself.
For many years when I was a kid, I really wanted to have as many friends as possible and be the popular one at school. But, I soon realized I had developed opinions that were very different from most kids at school. For instance, I hated Barbie (still do!) and I thought Vanilla Ice was.a thief and that Freddie Mercury (though dying of AIDS at the time) should make him rue the day he ever stepped in front of a microphone. (Most of my friends were developing dance routines to "Ice Ice Baby". So yeah...). For the record, I still detest the person and the song.
You can try to make friends and influence people but if you're a person like me, you tend to think you've given up something genuine about yourself that way. Eventually, you realize you are better off alone.
Then, Cinchel came along and I really couldn't believe it was possible to have this kind of connection with another human. I know some would rather be solitary forever but, for me, the thought of losing him is devastating.
Still, after Trump won the election recently, maybe my old solitary child need for space reappeared. Basically, even if you surround yourself with well meaning people, you can still never escape your own self. I had friends and family calling but I just wanted to be away from everything, especially my own head space. And, when you work in a public sphere and you have to function and not fall apart and succumb to hysterical crying all day, it is exhausting to say the least. I realize we all do this to some extent unless you're the human on the street corner literally screaming non stop until someone attacks or arrests you. There is a persistent sense in my mind, though, that there are a great deal of people who are disinterested and don't connect the impact of choices or lack of choices. Maybe they end up happier or not....I'm not really sure. No one can ever truly know what is like to be another human being.
In any case, when you reach a certain level of depression, you don't even want people around you who you care for deeply because you don't want them to have to witness you at your worst, even when they are willing. It is likely that, as in that expression "You contain multitudes" that we are not so simple as we appear on the surface. There are quite a few complex layers of human consciousness to contend with and they might not all agree with each other.
Today is Thanksgiving in America, which is nice that we have one day designated to be grateful for others while the other 364 days we are competitive, bitter, and spiteful. Well, I try not to be this way. But, you see it with extreme capitalism that these systems drive us to the point of being different selves and ones I wouldn't want to have even a basic conversation with.
Let's be thankful for those humans who have seen our true selves and still choose to share some of their time on Earth with us. We can be thankful for solitude too..for quiet moments and presence within moments without the world weighing on us.
I don't define myself by other people but I doubt I would still exist in this reality as a living breathing entity without certain people.
I hope you find peace today.
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