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| Tara Crowley 1981 b/w infrared film |
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So here we go, 2025. Many did not come along with us. We persist for now. I admit to a certain amount of melancholy this season. I spent Ch... -
When my hand brushes your nipple, An electric shock runs between my legs And surprises me there. When my hand glides against The curve of ...
Your header photo is stunning and I love the title of your blog. have a great week!
ReplyDeleteThank you! It's one of my all-time favorite photographs. If every one could be that good! Thanks for stopping by.
DeleteI remember buying a few rolls of infra-red film, but never achieved anything worthwhile with it. Love those patterns in the sand.
ReplyDeleteJohn, I was obsessed with that film for years. It was the only thing I shot with. Even on a 4x5 format view camera.
DeleteWow! 1981! How I miss the way my feet felt when walking on a sandy beach with the sun on my legs, breathing the ocean air, being touched by the wind, listening to the sound of the surf, accompanied by a friend. The way the sand forms into parallel lines. Such an evocative photo.
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