More they say MORE!!!!!
More they say MORE!!!!!
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London's LYRIC
More they say MORE!!!!!
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Umineko - Leviathan and Satan II
Together with *Catspassion I went to Lucca Comics in Italy 2012 ![:D]( ":D (Big Grin)")
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We took our Umineko costumes with us and used them for a few photos in this pretty villa in Lucca.
I really really LOVE UMINEKO and I was glad to wear Leviathan again![:heart:]( "Heart")
Gosh, this costumes look so simple, but they are a pain in the ass to make *LOL*~
Why Leviathan? We had a lot of girl with different body heights in our group and we selected the characters according to the character body sizes.
Leviathan would not have been my first choice, but now I´m very confident, because I really love that freaky wig XD. The wig I bought was only kinda wavy, but not curly![:(]( ":( (Sad)")
....so I made the curls on my own ^^
Character: Leviathan (Envy)
Series: Umineko no nako koro ni
photo by Inulein
edit by me
more photos on "MORE-ELEGANT.de" [link]
and on my FACEBOOK fanpage [link]
more Umineko...
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!We took our Umineko costumes with us and used them for a few photos in this pretty villa in Lucca.
I really really LOVE UMINEKO and I was glad to wear Leviathan again
Gosh, this costumes look so simple, but they are a pain in the ass to make *LOL*~
Why Leviathan? We had a lot of girl with different body heights in our group and we selected the characters according to the character body sizes.
Leviathan would not have been my first choice, but now I´m very confident, because I really love that freaky wig XD. The wig I bought was only kinda wavy, but not curly
....so I made the curls on my own ^^Character: Leviathan (Envy)
Series: Umineko no nako koro ni
photo by Inulein
edit by me
more photos on "MORE-ELEGANT.de" [link]
and on my FACEBOOK fanpage [link]
more Umineko...
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Wolves Explosion
Wolves Explosion
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Parting The Sea V2
Cameramatic / Aperture
© Cyril Berthault-Jacquier 2012.
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The Beauty Of This Form
Model Sasha
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Kiev
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Chains
Helsinki, Finland
July 2012
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Wasting Away
One of my original bathtub shots from the 2001-2005 era of my photography.
What follows here is a photographer story. But I suppose it is applicable for all of life, is it not?
In my career I have worked with several models, and also had several muses. But there have been only a select few "special" muses that I have thrown my whole heart into the ring for, artistically speaking. As an artist, it's a dangerous place to go - so there needs to be ultimate trust.
But the hard lesson that an artist must learn, is to be careful who you trust. Most of the models you are entering into this bond with, are not women, but essentially post teen girls. They make for great art because they are emotional, but they are they are not yet complete as human beings. Neither they, nor you, have any idea the person they will be five years down the line. They are still empty shells, aware of only their own feelings and wants and desires; the sacrifice of others matters little in light of the overwhelming glow of need of validation and love from the kind of person that will make them feel "important".
When we are young, we cannot see love as an act of friendship or art, but only as a grand romantic gesture. We really have no concept of what love is, until we are old and broken, and nobody wants us anymore.
A pretty girl can never conceive of the time when she will be unwanted, anymore than a young man can conceive of the time where he will not be invincible. We lie to ourselves and say "it will always be thus" -- but as soon as we enter adulthood we begin to waste away. No amount of botox or plastic or skin peels can replace the beauty of youth. Like money, or fame, or any other temporal thing --- it's all a waste.
The ONLY thing in life that lasts is the relationships you have with the ones who are looking past the beauty, the money, the accolades, and the exterior talents -- and seeing the real you, the person that you will be when you are old and broken. Those relationships are fewer then we ever realize.
When we neglect them, and burn them down because we are too self absorbed, we lose something precious - and it's soon gone forever.
Models from my past contact me all the time --- There are those muses who went through the fire with me, and now that we are on the other side, they are still here in my life. There is nothing sweeter than a relationship that has been tested, and has endured.
It's unfortunate that I can only count them on my two hands.
Just this week, I had an encounter with such a person, and it really lifted my spirits and re-inspired me in so many ways.
But today I am sad because I think back on the friendships I thought were going to be there, and aren't.
The way life works, is when you continually throw away the people who love you, they eventually stop caring. In my case, the pictures become artifacts - the artist in me can stare at them, and think "Pretty pictures... but I'm glad she's no longer in my life... what a pain in the ass she was!"
When those models call, eager to reminisce and talk - or when they ask me for images. I just don't care. The act hurt, even surprised that they are no longer a factor in my life, no matter the amount or quality of the images.
It's the old cliche.
People will forget what you do, they will forget what you say, but they will never forget the way you make them feel.
What was once trust, and intense friendship, becomes nothing more than a capture in time.
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What follows here is a photographer story. But I suppose it is applicable for all of life, is it not?
In my career I have worked with several models, and also had several muses. But there have been only a select few "special" muses that I have thrown my whole heart into the ring for, artistically speaking. As an artist, it's a dangerous place to go - so there needs to be ultimate trust.
But the hard lesson that an artist must learn, is to be careful who you trust. Most of the models you are entering into this bond with, are not women, but essentially post teen girls. They make for great art because they are emotional, but they are they are not yet complete as human beings. Neither they, nor you, have any idea the person they will be five years down the line. They are still empty shells, aware of only their own feelings and wants and desires; the sacrifice of others matters little in light of the overwhelming glow of need of validation and love from the kind of person that will make them feel "important".
When we are young, we cannot see love as an act of friendship or art, but only as a grand romantic gesture. We really have no concept of what love is, until we are old and broken, and nobody wants us anymore.
A pretty girl can never conceive of the time when she will be unwanted, anymore than a young man can conceive of the time where he will not be invincible. We lie to ourselves and say "it will always be thus" -- but as soon as we enter adulthood we begin to waste away. No amount of botox or plastic or skin peels can replace the beauty of youth. Like money, or fame, or any other temporal thing --- it's all a waste.
The ONLY thing in life that lasts is the relationships you have with the ones who are looking past the beauty, the money, the accolades, and the exterior talents -- and seeing the real you, the person that you will be when you are old and broken. Those relationships are fewer then we ever realize.
When we neglect them, and burn them down because we are too self absorbed, we lose something precious - and it's soon gone forever.
Models from my past contact me all the time --- There are those muses who went through the fire with me, and now that we are on the other side, they are still here in my life. There is nothing sweeter than a relationship that has been tested, and has endured.
It's unfortunate that I can only count them on my two hands.
Just this week, I had an encounter with such a person, and it really lifted my spirits and re-inspired me in so many ways.
But today I am sad because I think back on the friendships I thought were going to be there, and aren't.
The way life works, is when you continually throw away the people who love you, they eventually stop caring. In my case, the pictures become artifacts - the artist in me can stare at them, and think "Pretty pictures... but I'm glad she's no longer in my life... what a pain in the ass she was!"
When those models call, eager to reminisce and talk - or when they ask me for images. I just don't care. The act hurt, even surprised that they are no longer a factor in my life, no matter the amount or quality of the images.
It's the old cliche.
People will forget what you do, they will forget what you say, but they will never forget the way you make them feel.
What was once trust, and intense friendship, becomes nothing more than a capture in time.
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The demon
Ao no Exorist cosplay
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as Amaimon
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as Photographer
photoediting and make-up by![:icondantelian:]( "Dantelian")
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I don't know is it right to call this as cosplay, because there are too much editing as you can see. So it looks like art and cosplay at the same time.
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as Photographerphotoediting and make-up by
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I don't know is it right to call this as cosplay, because there are too much editing as you can see. So it looks like art and cosplay at the same time.
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When every leaf is a flower
Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower. - Albert Camus
Please give your thoughts on this photo, I'd really appreciate it!
© 2012 Jan-Pieter 't Hart
Tumblr/website Facebook Last.fm
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Please give your thoughts on this photo, I'd really appreciate it!
© 2012 Jan-Pieter 't Hart
Tumblr/website Facebook Last.fm
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The Demon Inside Me
Projekt Malice and I do some sort of Halloween shoot every year. This year... shes fucking delivered.
HOT?!!?
AM I RIGHT?!!?
What you like this? You want more? 30+ more? Wellll.... [link]
I hope you guys enjoy
Copyright Destroy Inc 2012
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HOT?!!?
AM I RIGHT?!!?
What you like this? You want more? 30+ more? Wellll.... [link]
I hope you guys enjoy
Copyright Destroy Inc 2012
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Living behind the shadows
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model:me
phographer: :vpariartstudio:
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IMPORTANT © COPYRIGHT NOTICE
My work may not be reproduced, copied, edited, published, transmitted or uploaded in any way without my written permission.
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My work may not be reproduced, copied, edited, published, transmitted or uploaded in any way without my written permission.
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MIKA
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Gifts From The Garden...
thank you for looking ![:heart:]( "Heart")
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The Slavs convert
In central Poland, far to the north and to the east from later medieval cities there is a lake called Gopło with a town by its shores (Kruszwica). There was a pagan centre here once and the location is still surrounded by Slavic myths and legends recorded by medieval chroniclers. They speak of a castle which once stood there and a king who killed all his relatives out fear that he would have to share his power with them. From their dead bodies, the 13th C. chronicle continues, mice have hatched who devoured the king, his wife and sons alive. Among the waters surrounding the castle, another source records, lived a beautiful water nymph named Goplana. Through her magic, she helped local people who in return did not let any harm to be done to her. Thus, even after local people adopted Christianity they still remembered the magic of this lake. They brought masons from afar and ordered a strong stone church to be built on the lakes shores. A large Romanesque basilica with a transept, three naves and two towers at its western end. This is this church; constructed in the early 12th century it is one of the few early medieval churches to have survived with little alteration in Poland. Dedicated to St. Peter and Paul, it is today a collegiate church although it probably served as a cathedral in the past as a bishop is recorded residing here in 1133. Apart from 3 Romanesque portals, the church in Kruszwica is also known for the numerous early medieval mason marks adorning its walls.
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