I feel so honoured and happy to have gotten my third Daily Deviation today!
What a wonderful Valentine's gift!
Many many thanks, DeviantArt Community.
melancoliemelancolie by Progressivegallery
reaching an end to it all by LostOneself gray mornings by partiallyHere
Black god by AraNaja Janus by Keid-89 Heal yourself and get away from me by VesnaSvesna Rain of my past by Mheely
Untitled by aerendial *** by apalkin With broken eyes by Zewarr TAU by MenervaTau
The trembling living world will congeal into ... by RapidHeartMovement G. by Marie-Esther Asylum Zero by TiaDanko . . . by MWeiss-Art
The delivery of a desolate soul. by Zewarr Rzecz tajemna by AnnaO-Photography restless silence by Inextremiss |9| by virginval
about colourless loneliness by xHIMSOULSx swan by AnjaMillen black chimera by Animalerrant Death is only the beginning by invisiblemartyr
Lost and Found by anaPhenix ... by deadendsoul cinq by ambrosia3 December VIII by y5y6
Is there something you need from me? by chriseastmids Untitled by deadendsoul Blown away by Menoevil emptiness.... by LostOneself
dark mooc by Animalerrant Censorship by mary-jeanne ...until i end the war inside by LostOneself Roseate Heights by intao
Powder Series by HelloDearThomas Intrusion by Philomena-Famulok *The Invisible Man* by kolorits Inside by Grauenart
My spirit will go on by invisigoth88 i n s o m n i a by ra-gro Melancolie .01 by atelier-de-figueline Help me Disappear II by disies
___\ ii /___ by y5y6 a strange nostalgia [iv] by BlauBeerKuchen Industrial Zone by Mrs-White Open Mist by KizukiTamura
*** by MrINSULATION I've got your memory, or has it got me? by Cloud-Factory :
s e l f - p o r t r a i t i s t
I consider my photographic creation as a poetic experience in which I drown myself, dissolve myself and, as a result, it gives me the feeling that I’m reborn with each portrait into a new being. My attitude towards the self is more of an exploratory journey between an awareness of self and an unawareness of some aspects of self.
I like to define my photography as a poetic experience for one more reason: poetry is the powerful stimulus which inspires me to create. I’m especially permeated with the poetry of a famous Polish poet - Halina Poswiatowska. Her poetic world has become so much mine or perhaps, it has always been mine somewhere intrinsic to my inner life. My "photographic words"can whisper in silence, cry in loneliness or scream in suffering, always between love and death. That’s my anecdote about being.
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