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Lomowalk with friends from Shutter Revolution on Black Saturday. It was hot, the streets were nearly deserted. Not a good time to be walking a day after fasting hehe
jojo8785 tarafından 2011-02-19 tarihinde paylaşıldı
x-pro silhouette
Alone...in isolation...with Diana and the sunset.
Favourite shots: My most popular shot! The silhouette worked perfectly with this one and beautifies my trusty old Diana.
fafascinado tarafından 2012-02-06 tarihinde paylaşıldı
This is one on my favorite photos. It was taken in Camden Town (London) when my friends came to visit me. I like it because it was a surprise. I didn't know I had taken a photo of the wall already (it was a mistake probably) but I love the result. My friend Rebeca looks like a graffitty painted in the wall
b0rn2b1ush tarafından 2011-12-02 tarihinde paylaşıldı
dear ____, as the moon lingers a moment over the bitterroots, before its descent into the invisible, my mind is filled with song. i find i am humming softly; not to the music, but something else; some place else; a place remembered; a field of grass where no one seemed to have been; except a deer; and the memory is strengthened by the feeling of you, dancing in my awkward arms.
b0rn2b1ush tarafından 2011-12-02 tarihinde paylaşıldı
dear ____, as the moon lingers a moment over the bitterroots, before its descent into the invisible, my mind is filled with song. i find i am humming softly; not to the music, but something else; some place else; a place remembered; a field of grass where no one seemed to have been; except a deer; and the memory is strengthened by the feeling of you, dancing in my awkward arms.
b0rn2b1ush tarafından 2011-12-02 tarihinde paylaşıldı
dear ____, as the moon lingers a moment over the bitterroots, before its descent into the invisible, my mind is filled with song. i find i am humming softly; not to the music, but something else; some place else; a place remembered; a field of grass where no one seemed to have been; except a deer; and the memory is strengthened by the feeling of you, dancing in my awkward arms.
b0rn2b1ush tarafından 2011-12-02 tarihinde paylaşıldı
dear ____, as the moon lingers a moment over the bitterroots, before its descent into the invisible, my mind is filled with song. i find i am humming softly; not to the music, but something else; some place else; a place remembered; a field of grass where no one seemed to have been; except a deer; and the memory is strengthened by the feeling of you, dancing in my awkward arms.
b0rn2b1ush tarafından 2011-12-02 tarihinde paylaşıldı
dear ____, as the moon lingers a moment over the bitterroots, before its descent into the invisible, my mind is filled with song. i find i am humming softly; not to the music, but something else; some place else; a place remembered; a field of grass where no one seemed to have been; except a deer; and the memory is strengthened by the feeling of you, dancing in my awkward arms.
b0rn2b1ush tarafından 2011-12-02 tarihinde paylaşıldı
dear ____, as the moon lingers a moment over the bitterroots, before its descent into the invisible, my mind is filled with song. i find i am humming softly; not to the music, but something else; some place else; a place remembered; a field of grass where no one seemed to have been; except a deer; and the memory is strengthened by the feeling of you, dancing in my awkward arms.
b0rn2b1ush tarafından 2011-12-02 tarihinde paylaşıldı
dear ____, as the moon lingers a moment over the bitterroots, before its descent into the invisible, my mind is filled with song. i find i am humming softly; not to the music, but something else; some place else; a place remembered; a field of grass where no one seemed to have been; except a deer; and the memory is strengthened by the feeling of you, dancing in my awkward arms.
b0rn2b1ush tarafından 2011-12-02 tarihinde paylaşıldı
dear ____, as the moon lingers a moment over the bitterroots, before its descent into the invisible, my mind is filled with song. i find i am humming softly; not to the music, but something else; some place else; a place remembered; a field of grass where no one seemed to have been; except a deer; and the memory is strengthened by the feeling of you, dancing in my awkward arms.
b0rn2b1ush tarafından 2011-12-02 tarihinde paylaşıldı
dear ____, as the moon lingers a moment over the bitterroots, before its descent into the invisible, my mind is filled with song. i find i am humming softly; not to the music, but something else; some place else; a place remembered; a field of grass where no one seemed to have been; except a deer; and the memory is strengthened by the feeling of you, dancing in my awkward arms.
b0rn2b1ush tarafından 2011-12-02 tarihinde paylaşıldı
dear ____, as the moon lingers a moment over the bitterroots, before its descent into the invisible, my mind is filled with song. i find i am humming softly; not to the music, but something else; some place else; a place remembered; a field of grass where no one seemed to have been; except a deer; and the memory is strengthened by the feeling of you, dancing in my awkward arms.
tracyvmoore tarafından 2011-11-16 tarihinde paylaşıldı
The Seattle Lomo Adventure Club is such a great group! We meet a couple times a month....and run around shooting and generally just enjoying each other.
reneg88 tarafından 2010-11-13 tarihinde paylaşıldı
The weather was tricky and it confused me. It was kinda sunny but the sky was covered in gray clouds, so I over exposed some of the shots by mistake =(. Boo me.
