Bodulka leaving Šilo… ⛵🖤
A traditional small boat quietly glides away, carried only by a gentle summer breeze. This monochrome frame takes us back to simpler, calmer times when the sea dictated the rhythm of life and the wind was the only companion.

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Bodulka leaving Šilo… ⛵🖤
A traditional small boat quietly glides away, carried only by a gentle summer breeze. This monochrome frame takes us back to simpler, calmer times when the sea dictated the rhythm of life and the wind was the only companion.

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caption : headshots around the time of ‘Les Liaisons Dangereuses’ 1985/6."
found on pinterest (Livv5Y2K) an instagram ( rickmansmuse66)
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In the shadow of the city, a search for light begins.
She is both sketch and sculpture, a white blur of fabric anchoring the raw, unedited architecture of bone.

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Urban Geometry By photissimo.de https://flic.kr/p/2s7r9nu
Choosing the Path of Creativity
Lately, I’ve been questioning everything, my choices, my direction, and especially my creativity. It’s been one of those years that feels a bit stagnant, at least creatively. There’s movement in life, sure, but creatively, I feel as though I’ve been standing still. And I keep wondering… what does that mean? Despite having a photography blog, capturing and creating images, and often talking about…
Whispers of solitude on a park bench—where stories unfold in silence. 🍃