Marie has got a snake climbing on her arm and a strand of black hair on her eye.
man portraits
Torso with flowers
Runa in the snow
I look into my glass
I look into my glass,
And view my wasting skin,
And say, ‘Would God it came to pass
My heart had shrunk as thin!’
For then I, undistrest
By hearts grown cold to me,
Could lonely wait my endless rest
With equanimity.
But Time, to make me grieve,
Part steals, lets part abide;
And shakes this fragile frame at eve
With throbbings of noontide.
(Thomas Hardy)
Neues Spielzeug. ;)
winter solitude
Winterlicht
the morning
#9 dream
These are the pictures that took my attention when I first went through the pictures I’ve made. I marked them, and edited them immediately after the shooting. Initially there where fifteen Photos, butbut this blog is only for nine pictures, so so Had to kick six of them.
Which one is your favourite, tell me at andreaspuhl@me.com