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Quiet Child: Wouldn't It Be Good... To Have Wings?
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Sunday, 10 June 2007. Wouldn't It Be Good. To Have Wings? Nick Kershaw - Wou. Amidst The Concrete Jungle. Music: "Wouldn't It Be Good" By Nik Kershaw! Reminds me to take that cessna flight i've been putting for quite a while. I truly love the night time landings, the beautiful lights that adorn a city! Wouldn't it be good to have wings? It would be awesome! 10 June 2007 at 22:08. Von Fotographie bis Dichtkunst, und zurueck nach Fotographie. :D. Sie sehen fantastisch aus! Und ich mag das Lied, auch. You a...
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Quiet Child: People
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Wednesday, 1 August 2007. The city and its people. Of all the things that I love photographing, people are my favourite subjects. It’s fun to capture the moods of people; people from the different strata of the society. I always wonder when I go by these pictures or when I just observe men and women in crowded buses or trains, on the streets, in the slums, in offices; what must they be thinking? How different are they from me? I wish I could go through the huge Archives of Time. 2 August 2007 at 01:48.
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Quiet Child: Freeze Frame Day
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Sunday, 19 August 2007. 19th August - It's World Photography Day today! Hordes of photographs taken by enterprising photographers and photo journalists have become famous (like the Tienanmen Square freeze, Auschwitz's concentration camps, the portrait of Winston Churchill, John Lennon and Yoko Ono's frame taken by Annie Leibovitz on the morning of the day he was shot dead, Che Guevara's spanning gaze taken by Alberto Diaz in 1960 and so many more.). National Geographic's Afghan Girl. Food Chain Going Awry.
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Quiet Child: Perfect Lies?
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Sunday, 1 July 2007. But it takes quite a bit of experience on photoshop to get things real life like! And extreme attention to minutest of details! A lot of patience if u r a starter! Sometimes i used to sit 6-7 hrs on one photo n at the end just delete cos they werent very good! 1 July 2007 at 14:14. 1 July 2007 at 23:08. WOW I love the first 2 pics.lies it seems like ha! And awwwwww the kid. 2 July 2007 at 11:18. Interesting. was wondering what was up with u.:). 2 July 2007 at 12:12. I thought ud know...
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Seeking: The Glass of Wine Of Love...
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All that you are seeking is also seeking you. Wednesday, November 20, 2013. The Glass of Wine Of Love. Here is the passage from Maria’s diary: (the sentence in bold and bigger font is what I’m talking about and is what intrigued me.). Everything is important. If you live your life intensely, you experience pleasure all the time and don’t feel the need of sex. When you have sex, it’s out of a sense of abundance, because the glass of wine is so full that it overflows naturally. The glass of wine - our life.
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Seeking: Meine Fotografieren blindlings
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All that you are seeking is also seeking you. Sunday, March 25, 2007. Back to my Obsession: Trains! A random click, this one, without a preview to what I was capturing as the camera was placed on the ground. Luckily the picture was divided in two halves: the lower one taken up by the ground and the upper half by the surrounding environs. (D-lighting used here). Music: "Shiver" by Coldplay! Sunday, March 25, 2007. I LOVE the way you take some from the ground. I do that too! 25 Mar 2007, 22:12:00. I like t...
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Seeking: On A Sleepless Night
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All that you are seeking is also seeking you. Wednesday, November 20, 2013. On A Sleepless Night. And so I sit here by the windowsill. The night’s dark and chillingly still. Gazing up from my ivory tower. I see the faded moonlight shower. I wonder why I toss and turn. Have I got a guilty conscience? I wait, and I wait. As my head hits the bed. For the blanket of slumber to keep me warm. To keep me safe from my raging storm. I wonder when I’ll fall asleep. Wonder if your word you will keep…. July 18, 2007.
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Seeking: Put Me To Sleep, Mother...
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All that you are seeking is also seeking you. Sunday, February 07, 2010. Put Me To Sleep, Mother. In the space, she lay at the heart. Sinister loneliness moving like a dart. Acrid walls looking down upon her. Her life, she recalled, seemed a blur. And now again she called out. Accosted by another dizzy bout. 8220;Put me to sleep, mother,. Drug me into oblivion, mother,. From all that crap. Release me, mother,. From that addictive trap. I was breathing my freedom and my flight. Soft as the cloud. I am gay...
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Quiet Child: Painting you… with love
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Sunday, 16 December 2007. Painting you… with love. As the robe slithers off you. The chandelier resembles a hive. Yellow light autumns on you. You are electrifying, alive. Mesmerized, I miss my cue. Your naked beauty makes me naive. Thick xanthous rays melt into your being. A sculpture of liquid gold, unadulterated, clean. Just a black singed spot in the centre of your cleave. Your aura is overpowering, making love to me. Canvas, coal and crease await. The surging tides fail to abate. My skin burns rather.
