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May 24, 2016
by Knox Bronson
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David Rondeau ~ Shadows of the Past King’s Chapel, Boston, No.3

David Rondeau ~ Shadows of the Past King's Chapel, Boston, No.3
David Rondeau ~ Shadows of the Past King’s Chapel, Boston, No.3
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May 24, 2016
by Knox Bronson
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Knox Bronson ~ Delta of Venus

Knox Bronson ~  Delta of Venus
Knox Bronson ~ Delta of Venus
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May 24, 2016
by Knox Bronson
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Leon Williams ~ Strawberry Dream

Leon Williams ~ Strawberry Dream
Leon Williams ~ Strawberry Dream
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May 24, 2016
by Knox Bronson
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Gianluca Ricoveri ~ Nimpheas

Gianluca  Ricoveri  ~ Nimpheas
Gianluca Ricoveri ~ Nimpheas
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May 24, 2016
by Knox Bronson
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Chad Rankin ~ Same As It Ever Was

Chad Rankin ~ Same As It Ever Was
Chad Rankin ~ Same As It Ever Was
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May 24, 2016
by Knox Bronson
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Rino Rossi ~ swinn off

Rino Rossi ~ swinn off
Rino Rossi ~ swinn off
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May 24, 2016
by Knox Bronson
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David Rondeau ~ Shadows of the Past: King’s Chapel, Boston, No.2

David Rondeau ~ Shadows of the Past: King's Chapel, Boston, No.2
David Rondeau ~ Shadows of the Past: King’s Chapel, Boston, No.2
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May 24, 2016
by Knox Bronson
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{video} Man Ray Documentary


We all need a little inspiration from time to time.

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May 24, 2016
by Knox Bronson
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Lisa Peters ~ Halfway to the dentist

Lisa Peters ~ Halfway to the dentist
Lisa Peters ~ Halfway to the dentist
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May 23, 2016
by Knox Bronson
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{tumblr} Gianluca Ricoveri ~ Roses

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Originally published February 13, 2014, on Tumblr.

somewhere i have never travelled,
gladly beyond any experience,
your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near

your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully, mysteriously) her first rose

or if your wish be to close me, i and
my life will shut very beautifully, suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;

nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility: whose texture
compels me with the color of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing

(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens; only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands

—e.e. cummings

Cavatina (Myers) performed by Christopher Parkening

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