2007. december 20., csütörtök

Man is But a Worm

wORM 47

a closer view

wORM 3

iCe WORm

worm 1

butterfly 666

aphroDITE 2

aphrodiTE

feMALe CHrisT

we ARe hERE aGAIN 2

bODy sCAN

see the internal light

mALE or feMAle

feMAle_the POSes

we ARe hERE aGAIN

my wings

still ALIve

I,Me,mInE

cenTAUr sKELEtON

reUNIoN aGAiN

feMALe with sKELEtON

muMMIfiED feMALe

nEWBORn feMALe

feMALE

eTERnAL emBRAcE

I'am feeLING like a CAt

2007. december 14., péntek

2007. december 13., csütörtök

2007. december 11., kedd

WWI



In Flanders Fields

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

John McCrae (1872 - 1918)

2007. december 9., vasárnap

2007. december 8., szombat

2007. december 6., csütörtök

2007. december 2., vasárnap

2007. november 29., csütörtök

2007. november 27., kedd

2007. november 26., hétfő

2007. november 25., vasárnap