Category: Portrait

…ganz bei sich!

Exploring body tension

Selbstportraitserie

In the realm of shadows and veiled allure,

A mask emerges, a symphony obscure.

Crafted in whispers by skilled hands,

A dance of secrets, where mystery stands.

A canvas of silence, the mask unfolds,

A tapestry of stories, untold and bold.

Intricate lines etched with moonlit grace,

A clandestine artistry adorning the face.

Eyes veiled in enigma, a cosmic ballet,

Behind the mask, emotions at bay.

Colors swirl like dreams in twilight's kiss,

An ethereal masquerade, a poetic abyss.

Whispers of midnight, echoes of gold,

A visage concealed, a story to be told.

Silken tendrils of secrecy bind,

The wearer's soul to the mask's design.

A carnival of riddles, a carnival of disguise,

Where truth and illusion harmonize.

Feathers of obsidian, a plumage divine,

Cascading down in shadows, a mystical sign.

Yet, beneath the guise, a heartbeat beats,

A silent sonnet, where emotion meets.

The mask, a poet's sonnet spun,

A lyric in whispers, a tale begun.

Oh, mask of moonlight, guardian of the unknown,

In your mystic embrace, secrets are sown.

A veiled dance in the masquerade's embrace,

A mask, a poem, in a clandestine space.

Ich arbeite gerne seriell. Es gibt so viele Nuancen und Ausdrucksvariationen, die im direkten Nebeneinander Geschichten erzählen können.

Random street portraits…in my daily life, friends, workers, strangers