About Me
- onesilentwinter
- i moved where my heart had drifted off to long before. i live on a hill of hundred acres, where my dreams have merged with the view. it is quiet from machine noises yet loud with sounds of horses, dogs, cats chickens and ducks. nature is the true artist in resident and i am just her apprentice who often gets lost in her gaze. once and a while i travel back to cities and foreign places to put into photographs what i have learned, yet always, part of my heart is left on the hill..
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other places of my own
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un found - sometimes you watch a film that is made to break your heart and it does. but you still seek such films, somehow they leave you feeling unfound, discovered...
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- he said he needed it to paint
- I Wish You Love
- When life comes to you
- The Way I See It #283
- Sometimes I wonderabout the paths I havetaken, dec...
- i miss the boys
- Study of light
- Emma & Harold (feature Story)
- Study of light 9:38 am
- The Story "Emma and Harold"
- study of light 12:47 pm
- a story
- study of light 8:35 am
- study of light 7:37 am
- study of light 11:02 pm
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- study of light 1:37pm
- home
- the plant
- begin
- The Land of Champions
- small world
- Jacob
- Ben Harper
- layers
- Night Lite
- Seaplane
- No title
- fruit
- Birds
- Skin
- Diving
- A little cafe on the corner of paradise and decay
- I hear the waves crashso close that there is nonee...
- when the ocean is
- "We must be willing to get rid ofthe life we plann...
- Before Sunset
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