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This is exactly how it looked in 1989. The ivy stays here year round. It’s weird, because it’s barren outside; winter. But when you step inside (which isn’t hard..you simply step through the wall) it looks like a summer day. Very odd & surreal feeling. Taken last week, standing in the basement looking up at the back door. More from the abandoned farmhouse series soon. :) And Happy New Year everyone!! / It’s 8:37 p.m. here. I get the feeling I’m the last sober one around here.(not for long…ha.) / / >featured< / sold: 2 mounted prints (RB artists) / / More from this series: / / Welcome Home / Tattered And Torn / Wild Horses / Watch Your Step / I Remember You / / /
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Two more in the series after this one… Enjoy!!
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part of calendar : /
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Impressionist, painterly / two boys doing what they do best in the rain.
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"Ah, my friend, you do not know, you do not know / What life is, you who hold it in your hands"; / (Slowly twisting the lilac stalks) / "You let it flow from you, you let it flow, / And youth is cruel, and has no remorse / And smiles at situations which it cannot see." / I smile, of course, / And go on drinking tea. (T.S. Eliot)
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We never thought this day would come, / But it’s finally here at last, What once was our bright future, / Is now are dim-lit past, But we hold onto the memories, / The lessons that we learned, The pathways we have traveled down, / The corners that we turned, And soon we say our sad goodbyes, / That will last us forever, We may see each other again, / Maybe once or maybe never, So make your goodbyes ones to remember, / The kind that will stay in their heads, Those are the goodbyes they will treasure, / The ones that were sad to be said.
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Emptiness A soul that fell into a vortex / A heart that no longer beats / Skin that no longer fits / Emptiness defeats / Taking all your power / Throwing you in despair / Emptiness will overtake you / You will feel nowhere Emptiness will surround you / In a room with a crowd / You shall no longer hear / Even if it gets loud / You will ignore everyone / And no longer want to hear / Praying that the end / Is closing in so near Emptiness surrounds / When you’ve loved and lost / Emptiness surrounds / That is what love has cost / Sad and lonely is the heart / That never feels / It will throw you to your knees / Emptiness will make you kneel Emptiness is a condition / Of the heart and soul / It can happen to the young / And often to the old / It surrounds your being / Leaves you in a place so dark / Takes you to places / Best not to embark Emptiness, Emptiness, Emptiness / What an empty word / So sad for those who feel it / And even those who heard / What Emptiness can do / To make you feel so down / When you can’t open your eyes / To see the truth / Love is all around Emptiness by Sally Omar Use the categories below to view my work Featured on RB home page and Groups Macro and close up Abstract Black and white, monochrome, selective colouring Blue Flowers Landscape, nature, seaside, ..... in colour Trees & forests (view larger recommended for these images) Paris Collaboration: writings and images People Images available to download All photographs and artworks in this portfolio are copyrighted and owned by the artist, Anne Staub. Any reproduction, modification, publication, transmission, transfer, or exploitation of any of the content, for personal or commercial use, whether in whole or in part, without written permission from myself is prohibited. All rights reserved.
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to take away the pain… Lyrics from “Me, You and My Medication” / - by Boys Like Girls… Enjoy!! _
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All photographs and artworks in this portfolio are copyrighted and owned by the artist, Anne Staub. Any reproduction, modification, publication, transmission, transfer, or exploitation of any of the content, for personal or commercial use, whether in whole or in part, without written permission from myself is prohibited. All rights reserved.
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100% digital free. 4×5 b&w film + darkroom
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I frequently tramped eight or ten miles through the deepest bluebells to keep an appointment with a beech-tree, or a yellow birch, or an old acquaintance among the pines~ / Nikon D90
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All photographs and artworks in this portfolio are copyrighted and owned by the artist, Anne Staub. Any reproduction, modification, publication, transmission, transfer, or exploitation of any of the content, for personal or commercial use, whether in whole or in part, without written permission from myself is prohibited. All rights reserved.
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Watch the Song Here i play at night in your house / i live another life / pretending to swim / in your house i change the time in your house / the hours i take / go so slow… i hear no sound in your house / silence / in the empty rooms i drown at night in your house / pretending to swim… The Cure
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When I am an old horsewoman / I shall wear turquoise and diamonds, / And a straw hat that doesn’t suit me / And I shall spend my social security on / white wine and carrots, / And sit in my alleyway of my barn / And listen to my horses breathe. I will sneak out in the middle of a summer night / And ride the old bay gelding, / Across the moonstruck meadow / If my old bones will allow / And when people come to call, I will smile and nod / As I walk past the gardens to the barn / and show instead the flowers growing / inside stalls fresh-lined with straw. I will shovel and sweat and wear hay in my hair / as if it were a jewel / And I will be an embarrassment to all / Who will not yet have found the peace in being free / to have a horse as a best friend / A friend who waits at midnight hour / With muzzle and nicker and patient eyes / For the kind of woman I will be / When I am old.
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Large view best :) / This flamingo beauty was having a nap… / Coton Northants / Nikon D90~
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Gold Autumn Oct 2008 /
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Digital fractal finished in PS. For the FRACTAL BOTANY theme. /
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Empty Chair on the Island Ile de Gorree near the coast of Senegal More photos can be seen on my website
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Some days the sun consoles my fears / And lifts the wetness of my tears / Some nights the stars and moon embrace / The sorrow written on my face
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