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| Tara Crowley 1981 b/w infrared film |
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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 ...
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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...
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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