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ACRYLIC PAINTING ON CANVAS BY ME
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Hi all !!
I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I want to take pictures of snow, even winters... Ok if we contemplate well we can "me" see despite everything. But you do not find that at the moment I fall into the white? Anyway, I hope you like it!
Story : "I only go out in the winters... I only feel good in the cold, in the ice... Finally... finally I can contemplate the whiteness of my world spreading before me..."
Thanks for watching and your support !! ♡
The music : 🎵.
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NEW @ Necklace : "ROZOREGALIA_JAORAN*NECKLACE(Fatpack)_Friends" at Man Cave Event and soon at Rozoregalia Mainstore.
NEW @ Horns : "DREAMCATCHER // Snowy tale - horns / Advent Gift 2021" at Advent Calendar and soon at Dreamcatcher Mainstore.
NEW @ Face make-up : "Hexed Neva evoX" at Winter spirit Event and soon at Hexed Mainstore.
@ Halo : "R.O.T. Studio's. - Quality 100% mesh - sign fatpack" R.O.T. Studio's. Mainstore and Marketplace.
Lower Lake Tama, Tongariro National Park New Zealand, Mt Ruapehu in the distance (a strato-volcano 2797m )
Ce couchant d’automne
On dirait
Le Pays des ombres.
Haïku
Matsuo Bashõ (1644-1695)
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Aube glacée
Chant de grillon
C’est mon enfant qui dort.
Haïku
Mukai Kyorai (1651-1704)
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Meet Sheldon, one of our bathroom’s most distinguished residents. He has spent years perched atop a pristine shelf, basking in the admiration of guests, and the occasional spray of air freshener. Life in our bathroom was orderly and predictable. I was feeling a bit sorry for him realising I spend a lot more time at the beach with his wild relatives than he does, so decided it was time for an excursion.
So one morning, the bathroom door opened not for its usual routine but for adventure. I plucked Sheldon gently from his shelf, wrapped him in a cloth, and whisked him away in my camera bag. Destination: the beach!
I think Sheldon was a bit stunned at first. The gentle hum of the extractor fan and the faint scent of lavender soap were replaced with the roar of the ocean and grains of sand blown about in the sea breeze. I placed him reverently on the damp shoreline and, Sheldon finally met his ancestral home. Waves lapped at his edges, and tiny crabs peeked out curiously (maybe I made that bit up). Sheldon, once a bathroom fixture, now basked in salty splendor, reconnecting with his beach origins. Some of the local roguish shells happened to wander by; Salty Sid, Clamorous Carl, Benny the Barnacle, Tidepool Terry, Saucy Shellie & Crabby Casanova. Their stories had him blushing!
I think the wild proved exhausting though. After a few hours of pondering and a brief but harrowing brush with a seagull (I may have made that bit up too), Sheldon was ready for home. Back on his shelf, he now carries a bit of sand in his crevices — a reminder of his brave journey and a reminder of his wildness origins.
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♫ Star Trek: Strange New Worlds - Main Theme | VioDance Violin Cover ♫
Captain's log, stardate 6102.1. While investigating a distress call from a star cluster in the Protari system our ship, the U.S.S. Constitution and its crew, were pulled into a mysterious tractor beam. All data shows that we've somehow been transported to another dimension.
Myself, Captain Jezebel Kraai along with Science Officer Cidni Starchild, Chief Engineer Harper Blackwood, and Lieutenant Moran have set foot on what appears to be a post apocalyptic world. The surface appears to be like our own Earth and so far we're reading no life forms.
Could this be Earth and could we have somehow traveled back in time? Is this the year 2231, just after the first nuclear strikes of World War III? I will update when we have more data. Kraai out.
I appreciate these wonderful ladies and fellow artist for helping me out on this one. It's been a long time coming as this shot was actually taken this past May.
I was sort of baffled about what I wanted to do with this capture then decided to do a fantasy composite with it. So this is my first try at this sort of thing. I hope you guys find it at least adequate. Thanks!♥
This the 4th capure I inducted to the In Good Company Erotica Gallery for their October show.
The gallery is owned and operated by my friend Marcus Strong. Thank you so much Marcus for the oppotunity.♥
I'm very grateful for all your visits and would like to thank you now for stopping by, and any comments you may leave. Much appreciated, John...
Please don't use this image on websites, blogs or other media without my explicit permission. ©2019 John Baker. All rights reserved.
Santuario della Madonna del Sasso
Orselina CH
Elaborazione composta da 2 mie fotografie. Perchè immergersi nella fantasia è una favola magnifica!
Yokai for Enchantment, NANA for Suicide DollZ, Dead Dollz, and Monso for Collabor88
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Russian architecture has been predominantly religious. Churches were for centuries the only buildings to be constructed of stone, and today they are almost the only buildings that remain from its ancient past. The basic elements of Russian church design emerged fairly early, around the eleventh century. The plan is generally that of a Greek cross (all four arms are equal), and the walls are high and relatively free of openings. Sharply-sloped roofs (tent roofs) and a multitude of domes cover the structure. The characteristic onion dome first appeared in Novgorod on the Cathedral of Sancta Sophia, in the eleventh century. On the interior, the primary feature is the iconostasis, an altar screen on which the church's icons are mounted in a hierarchical fashion.
The centers of medieval church architecture followed the shifting dominance of old Russia's cities--from Kiev to Novgorod and Pskov, and, from the end of the 15th century, Moscow.
Autumn, 2016.
Amanita muscaria, commonly known as the fly agaric or fly amanita, is a mushroom and psychoactive basidiomycete fungus.
Sakura matsuri
さまざまのこと思い出す桜かな
Samazama no koto omoidasu sakura ka na
(Is it a cherry blossom that reminds me of various things?)
- Bashô Matsuo
In Japan, in late March and early April, they celebrate the Sakura matsuri, or cherry blossom festival.
All eyes will be on the light pink florets as they fill the city sidewalks, public parks, and temple gardens with quivering bursts of color in the gentle breeze of early spring. Picnicking under the blossoms is an ancient tradition. Then, all too soon, the petals begin to fall, and the scene becomes a distant memory.
One explanation of Bashô’s haiku is that he is recalling that he abandoned the way of samurai and decided to live the way of haiku. Or simply that cherry blossoms encourage random thoughts.
The sibilant repetition of the “s” and “z” sounds (samazama, omoidasu, sakura). The repeated consonants of “k” (koto, sakura, kana) produce a melodic sound to Bashô’s phrase.
“Do you remember many things?” is today’s colloquial understanding of the phrase.
A more literal translation is, “Various things, they call to mind, ah, cherry blossoms !”