cool pics, nice work with the photoshop stuff and the text on them as well!
I really like the wash of colors that are over the pics, what filters and stuff did you use?
cool pics, nice work with the photoshop stuff and the text on them as well!
I really like the wash of colors that are over the pics, what filters and stuff did you use?
Tag reads - *My mind is my own*
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Our dreams keep us in a kind of bondage - we can not control were they lead us - we must wait for the next image that is placed before us - it is an anticipation that we can't even run to - The choice is not ours if we sleep - we must -- the choice is not ours if we dream -
They come
They bind us
They take us
(I work in PhotoShop - I uses all sorts of filters, and then layer on top of layer of different manipulations, burning and erasing and merging parts on top of parts, by the time I am done, I have used maybe 20 or more different layers, to come up with the final product. I think of this sort of like a whittler looks at a piece of wood. I start with something, and I hope to make it something else, but the essence, the word, the figure that I could see there to begin with, must be able to show through as well. I welcome all comments on the art work, and the words, which are my own ----- they just come out as I work on the pictures. The pictures put me in place, and I want to take you there as well, however, if you find yourself in a different place, I would love for you to share that as well, since it is YOUR perception that is ultimately the truth to what you see and feel.)
John "Z"
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Do you ever dance in the dark
Do you ever let your body flow to the music?
That is when you can have so much self confidence.
In the dark
Will you dance in the dark with me?
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In his voice,
When he speaks
blindfolded against the light
my world.
Quiet, calm, leading me,
giving my submission.
In his voice,
An indefinable timber,
knowledge, knowing,
Demanding now,
Opening me,
Becoming his
In his voice
He knows.
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Her taste is streaming down his face. Her muscles convulse as she reaches out to and steadies her self using his man hood as a brace.
His excitement rises feeling her hand around him and his tongue makes a devilish attack inside her, his nose pushing at her ass. Her hair is wild, her breast are fee, she is going to cum again........ oooh what his is doing with his tongue deep in her, coaxing this shower of her juices out of her. She will have to have him inside, deeply, and soon – very soon, but for now, just one more wave to ride.
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Beautiful art work... especially the poetry that accompanies the images. You've given the pictures almost a water color meets oil painting wash. Very interesting. Looking forward to more.
We all wear masks, some times it is the mask that let's us really be who we are, that takes away the inhibitions that keep us from showing,doing, and becoming who we really are.
What mask do you wear? Do you even know the person behind your own mask, or have you wore it so long, that the mask has become your face, and the reality of what you are, is so hidden, that it shrinks behind the mask, too timid to come out?
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JZ while I admire your skill at photo shop I would much rather look at the raw pictures than your pokaso esk rendering sorry. You have great skill use it wizely.
Mobius
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