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Published: 2009-11-06 21:26:27 +0000 UTC; Views: 5422; Favourites: 271; Downloads: 0
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inspired by the music of ROBERT RICHAll photos and materials come from my private resources
Prints are available via my website, section SHOP: [link]
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Great subject, nice picture. Wonderful light and colours.
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Ive featured this piece in my journal.. [link]
Love your work! Keep it up!
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Congrats, I've featured this photo here [link]
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hello!
you've been featured here: [link]
hope you don't mind
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Hm, here's something a bit different.
Imagine randomly coming apon these shoes, taking off the ones you are wearing, putting on those you just found, and continuing to walk across what seems like a never ending concrete landscape.
That's what this picture makes me think of. haha
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A nice idea for a shot. the shoes really pop against the background colors. Where is the background located?
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very interesting work. What kind of surface, I mean the material?
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So poetic...
Those shoes are small, an image of a little girl appeared on my mind.
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It makes you feel like.. You can run forever to nowhere, while your shoes are getting more and more the only important thing for nothingness.
- This sounds some kind of poetic o.O
So is your picture.
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Here's a boom on your style. I could wait for a new phase.
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Przypomina mi to wierszyk opowiadany mi w dzieciΕstwie przez mojΔ
babciΔ:
Tam na wzgΓ³rzu staΕy
Takie polskie
Takie nasze
... dwa dziurawe kamasze
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