High in the halls of the kings who are gone
Jenny would dance with her ghosts
The ones she had lost and the ones she had found
And the ones who had loved her the most
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This piece is part of my "Between Intervals" series. It's called "Isolated" and portrays the suffocating feeling of depression. It's been a while since I photographed in black and white, and I'm all about color these days. Don't know if I'll ever return to it.. #instaartist#instaart
Behind a veil there’s a soft murmur. It speaks of magical things we believed in until our hearts were broken for the very first time. There’s a way to heal it all and it’s called forgiveness.
Do you love the soul that stares back at you in the mirror? Forget its body, can you see through it? Dou you have faith in it? Is it kind?
‘T’ is for tree. Can you see?
Nature painting an abstract by assemblage of its branches. I could not resist this shot. As always, no filters, just captured a moment that caught my eye. The red sunsetting against the vertical trees in the background, whilst the black branches in the foreground dapple horizontally across, giving a crackly appearance.
More concepts to take from this.