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MorbidHarlequin [2012-04-08 15:32:21 +0000 UTC]

Sitting in a sea of regret, a blue world all around. The weight of the water crushing down as she gazes into that little place, where she once held a heart, long before she drowned in this noiseless blue. Only a single drop remains as a memory. She cradles it so gently... Don't let it go. The light is faintly shining from far above these liquid depths. Perhaps she will learn to swim again.

I find this shot interesting and a little different from some of your other work. The use of the stockings gives a more sensual tone then I've seen before. They contrast completely with the rough plainness of the sweater. Those delicate patterns like words once said. A strange mixture, but it works so well, the mood of the image makes it seem like echo. Something that was, and is only seen faintly now. A sad testament to its forgotten beauty, but a beauty that still lives on. I think lastly that the hair is most important part, it captures every emotion in its falling curls. I think that it could almost speak for everything felt in this image if it was the only thing I saw. I’m glad it’s not though. It’s a very intriguing photo.

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dejan-delic [2012-01-24 10:32:58 +0000 UTC]

Divna nijansa utihnule plave...kao čelična boja okeana u sumrak, koju smiruju obrisi i forme senki što ih pravi telo i ležaj pod njim.

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elisaiy [2012-01-23 19:20:37 +0000 UTC]

ruke, kosa, svjetlo&sjene, plava

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