Summer falls –
im Totengrund
#haiku #poetry #poem
Schatten und Blätter
Stille sinkt
im Totengrund
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shadows and leaves
silence falls
im Totengrund
#lyrik #imageandverse #mono #photography #eck
Summer falls –
im Totengrund
#haiku #poetry #poem
Schatten und Blätter
Stille sinkt
im Totengrund
*
shadows and leaves
silence falls
im Totengrund
#lyrik #imageandverse #mono #photography #eck
#sunshine #shadows #hourglassfigure #windowlight #availablelight #avl #natural #sensual #homeshoot #onlocation #nude #nudephotography #nudeart #akt #naked #fineartphotography #artisticnude #fineart #fineartnude #shooting #pretty #female #femalemodel #model #beauty #beautifulgirl
Een initiatief van @tjissepeter.bsky.social
Alle foto's gemaakt in #Ierland
Een initiatief van @tjissepeter.bsky.social
Alle foto's gemaakt in #Ierland
#WeekSForShadows
#ShadowPlay #ShadowLines
#BlueBrewBooks
#BeachReading #SeasideReading
#E-Literature
La e-lit ci dà gli strumenti per leggere e scrivere la realtà ibrida in cui viviamo
R. Iadevaia
(E-lit gives us the tools to read and write the hybrid reality in which we live)
#WeekSForShadows
#ShadowPlay #ShadowLines
#BlueBrewBooks
#BeachReading #SeasideReading
#E-Literature
La e-lit ci dà gli strumenti per leggere e scrivere la realtà ibrida in cui viviamo
R. Iadevaia
(E-lit gives us the tools to read and write the hybrid reality in which we live)
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#makeitmidcentury #midcenturydetails #patternsandtextures
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#makeitmidcentury #midcenturydetails #patternsandtextures
I'm Brock Drinkwater, I mostly draw my OCs in cute outfits with a little fanart here and there.
I'll share a WIP as well as a few completed works
I'm Brock Drinkwater, I mostly draw my OCs in cute outfits with a little fanart here and there.
I'll share a WIP as well as a few completed works
#nude #nudeart #nudeartmodel #art #artnude #artnudemodel #shadowednude #nudeintheshadows #bodylines #shadowlines
#nude #nudeart #nudeartmodel #art #artnude #artnudemodel #shadowednude #nudeintheshadows #bodylines #shadowlines
i grew up in the corner of a map where the ink bled into the edges, where fences were a suggestion and the roads weren't brave enough to stay. the field stretched wide but the sky always stretched wider, emptiness filling the cracks we couldn't. you told me once that shadows have no…
i grew up in the corner of a map where the ink bled into the edges, where fences were a suggestion and the roads weren't brave enough to stay. the field stretched wide but the sky always stretched wider, emptiness filling the cracks we couldn't. you told me once that shadows have no…