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i put my old lilac/dark violet sock through the camera lens .. for distinct result;
at home in front of our block of flats, ..it´s summer-time /i guess/ and . .. i m just waiting for a cab, or what ..probably on a way to the one of those soul-destroying
w orks, ..
w orks, ..
trip with friends around
..trip alone somewhere around
selfie phenomenon a.k.a.
trying to capture myself via more than 1 camera at the same time .. and feeling curious about the quick process of digitization ..
in today's worlds of pixels among too many broken hearts
trying to capture myself via more than 1 camera at the same time .. and feeling curious about the quick process of digitization ..
in today's worlds of pixels among too many broken hearts
/czech republic/Pardubice/Labe/letargy/nostalgy/..etc/
probably, .. some thoughts on infinity and similar bulls*its; or NOOO, wait ___
no!.. just trying to capture gigantic trees
lying down
lying down
My camera says: shutter speed wanted to have poetic drama, so I did it.
i stopped capturing the sky, it's too illusional, pathetic and full of unpredictable emotions of your own unity with nature or mystery or what; you just never know what part of the truth is really true; understand?
workplace busy ACHTUNG!
THOSE FONTS!
just a proof that art is a proces
just a proof that art is a proces
kitchen typography
typography experimenting
study of lines
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