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Skin

Six:AM – Skin

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Paint yourself a picture
Of what you wish you looked like
Maybe then they just might
Feel an ounce of your pain

 

Come into focus
Step out of the shadows
It’s a losing battle
There’s no need to be ashamed

 

‘Cause they don’t even know you
All they see is scars
They don’t see the angel
Living in your heart

 

Let them find the real you
Buried deep within
Let them know with all you’ve got
That you are not your skin
Oh oh, oh oh

 

And when they start to judge you
Show them your true colors
And do on to others
As you’d have done to you

 

Just rise above this
Kill them with your kindness
Ignorance is blinded
They’re the ones that stand to lose

 

‘Cause they don’t even know you
All they see is scars
They don’t see the angel
Living in your heart

 

Let them find the real you
Buried deep within
Let them know with all you’ve got
That you are not your skin
Oh oh, oh oh
…]

 

Tulpaner II

How much or how little do you need to see, what is outside of the image and why did you leave it there? How much of a picture is actually filled in by our imagination and our fantasy? What is really in the picture? The motive, the emotions, our subconscious, the whole or what is left out? What is telling the most about us?

How much is, from the beginning, a conscious choise? Do we really choose at all, or is it our spirits that choose for us until we see ourselfs? Or perhaps it is just like most things in life, a mixture of a complex personality or me thinking to much again…

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Hur mycket eller lite behövs för att man ska se, vad finns utanför en bild och varför lämnade du det utanför? Hur mycket fyller våra minnen och vår fantasi i? Vad är den egentliga bilden? Motivet, känslorna, det undermedvetna, helheten eller det som är utanför? Vad säger mest om oss? Hur mycket är från början medvetet? Vad säger egentligen mest om oss?

Hur medvetna är egentligen om dessa val? Väljer vi medvetet alls, eller är det våra själar som väljer åt oss tills vi lär oss se det vårt undermedvetna redan vet? Eller så styrs vi av all den komplexitet som det innebär att vara en människa på flera plan, vår personlighet, eller så är det bara jag som tänker för mycket igen…

 

Ice on the Rocks

7 February 2017
7 February 2017
7 February 2017
7 February 2017

These two pictures where taken yesterday with toes felt just like those icy bubbles. They say good art is made by suffering, but when it comes to photography I think freezing is not good for the outcome of sharpness. The sun and hard winds can really fool you this time a year, it was only -4 degrees celsius but felt like -34!! Some of them got sharp enough, despite the coooooold weather, so there’s more where this one came from but now I’m off.

And no, no good whisky to go… Have a nice day!