NЮ № 194
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Fotograf w potrzasku .
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Na południu + 19 , w ciągu dnia temperatura będzie wzrastać .
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Górny Śląsk piąta 01 .
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Miejski ekosystem .
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Słońce na miedzy .
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Czy ten Pan i Pani ?
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12th street of Katowice
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Lomo - z koloru powstałaś i w kolor się obrócisz .
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Pół szklanki samogonu .
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50°20′54″N
18°54′56″E
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Stany ruchu i stagnacji .
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Memento dla miejskości .
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Stypa mistrza i domknięte przypadki .
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Tyndyryndy i te duże i te małe .
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Na Bambetlu .
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Przystań Abelarda - tu krzyżują się drogi czasu i przestrzeni .
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Foto Foch
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Na krakowską nutę .
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W Paryżu najlepsze kasztany są na placu Pigalle .
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Ostry dyżur - fotografuje Ginter Garbaciok z Chropaczowa .
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Napędza mnie słońce i wiatr . Papierosy i kawa ze śmietanką też .
"Wejdę w stan śmierci spokojnie i bez bólu, łącząc się z Wielkim Umysłem, Pustką, Bogiem chrześcijan i Żydów i muzułmanów albo Oceanem i znowu stanę na jego brzegu oniemiała z zachwytu nad jego bezkresną nieskończonością" - Małgorzata Braunek
— 24.06.2014, 02:06:53
Przykrywam swą nikczemność nagą
Strzępami z niebios skradzionymi.
Widzą mnie świętym,
Gdym diabłem wcielonym...
"Teatr nie ma żadnej pamięci,​​​
co czyni go najbardziej egzystencjalną ze sztuk.
Właśnie dlatego wciąż wracam – w nadziei,
że gdzieś, w jakieś ciemnej sali,
ktoś pokaże mi obraz,
który wryje mi się w świadomość
i pozostawi w niej trwalszy ślad.”
Sarah Kane
Żyj po swojemu, własnym życiem, właśnie, dlatego, że ono jest twoje. Można je połączyć z cudzym, ale nie rezygnując z siebie. Bo wtedy, gdy przestaje się być sobą, gdy chce się być tylko tym, co pragną widzieć w nas inni, najłatwiej jest przegrać.
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Marek Nowakowski
— 11.02.2014, 20:57:35
https://youpic.com/user/vincemancini
— 5.02.2014, 00:37:45
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— 4.02.2014, 23:07:02
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— 4.02.2014, 23:06:26
KLISZE PRZECHOWUJE SIĘ
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http://www.fotopolis.pl/index.php?g=329
— 4.02.2014, 22:43:51
Chciałabym dać piątkę ale nie dam bo mi się nie chce. Bo nie jestem mądra ani nawet głupia, która musi być mądra.
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już lubię Autorkę tego komentarza
Dzień dobry. Gdyby ktoś zapomniał, to przypominamy, że dzisiaj sobota i nie trzeba iść do pracy;) W ogóle nic nie trzeba!
— 18.01.2014, 16:02:55
ich Twarze -------------------------------------- W śnie widzę sklepy klęcznikowe , manufaktury , czuję woń strykowskiej śliwowicy . Widzę gwarne uliczki i ich twarze - brodate , rozmodlone . Kiedy na jawie szukam tego świata odnajduję jedynie zniszczone czasem kamienne tablice , porośnięte wszechwładnym mchem i oplecione korzeniami drzew . Drzewa się nimi opiekują i bronią dostępu intruzów . Czasami tylko dostrzegam ich zgarbione cienie odbite na ścianach Kazimierza , Lelowa , Leżajska
— 17.01.2014, 23:44:21
Człowiek jest podobny do jednego tchnienia,
a dni jego są jak cień, co przemija.
Psalm 144, 4
bo najważniejsze jest życie
— 24.06.2014, 19:17:01
"Wejdę w stan śmierci spokojnie i bez bólu, łącząc się z Wielkim Umysłem, Pustką, Bogiem chrześcijan i Żydów i muzułmanów albo Oceanem i znowu stanę na jego brzegu oniemiała z zachwytu nad jego bezkresną nieskończonością" - Małgorzata Braunek
— 24.06.2014, 02:06:53
Przykrywam swą nikczemność nagą Strzępami z niebios skradzionymi. Widzą mnie świętym, Gdym diabłem wcielonym...
— 21.06.2014, 01:11:40
http://www.marcepani.art.pl/?i=art
— 8.06.2014, 13:57:51
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ObGYFInWrU0&index=4&list=RDJ0fXX-1NoGA
— 7.06.2014, 01:17:05
spotkali się . . . . . . . . . . . . . pofotografowali . . . . . . . . . . pogadali . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . pojedli . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . wypili . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . wyspali . . . . . . . . . . . . . . i pojechali każdy w swoją stronę
— 3.06.2014, 19:59:42
Helen Levitt
— 17.05.2014, 12:54:30
VIVIAN MAIER
— 12.05.2014, 09:21:57
http://www.koniakowski.pl/2010-15.html
— 26.03.2014, 18:30:09
17 marca 2014 r. , godz. 06.55 - przerwa .
— 17.03.2014, 07:57:13
Enjoy! Have fun!
— 12.03.2014, 18:25:47
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— 12.03.2014, 13:43:33
http://www.agencevu.com/photographers/index_photographer.php?id=1
— 23.02.2014, 15:14:41
http://www.agencevu.com/photographers/index.php
— 22.02.2014, 20:40:48
"Teatr nie ma żadnej pamięci,​​​ co czyni go najbardziej egzystencjalną ze sztuk. Właśnie dlatego wciąż wracam – w nadziei, że gdzieś, w jakieś ciemnej sali, ktoś pokaże mi obraz, który wryje mi się w świadomość i pozostawi w niej trwalszy ślad.” Sarah Kane
— 21.02.2014, 01:52:45
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1HtdlSHlDH0
— 20.02.2014, 01:14:23
http://www.politykaglobalna.pl/2009/04/sep-glodujace-dziecko-i-koszmary-reportera/
— 17.02.2014, 16:58:53
Żyj po swojemu, własnym życiem, właśnie, dlatego, że ono jest twoje. Można je połączyć z cudzym, ale nie rezygnując z siebie. Bo wtedy, gdy przestaje się być sobą, gdy chce się być tylko tym, co pragną widzieć w nas inni, najłatwiej jest przegrać. ---------------------------------- Marek Nowakowski
— 11.02.2014, 20:57:35
https://youpic.com/user/vincemancini
— 5.02.2014, 00:37:45
KLISZE PRZECHOWUJE SIĘ -------------------------------------- http://www.fotofest-paris.org/gurdowa.html?thisPic=100#
— 4.02.2014, 23:07:02
KLISZE PRZECHOWUJE SIĘ -------------------------------------- http://www.fotofest-paris.org/gurdowa.html?thisPic=100#
— 4.02.2014, 23:06:26
KLISZE PRZECHOWUJE SIĘ -------------------------------------- http://www.fotopolis.pl/index.php?g=329
— 4.02.2014, 22:43:51
Chciałabym dać piątkę ale nie dam bo mi się nie chce. Bo nie jestem mądra ani nawet głupia, która musi być mądra. ---------------------------------- już lubię Autorkę tego komentarza
— 24.01.2014, 19:05:57
http://pentaprism.ning.com/members/jareksylwestrzak
— 21.01.2014, 19:46:10
Dzień dobry. Gdyby ktoś zapomniał, to przypominamy, że dzisiaj sobota i nie trzeba iść do pracy;) W ogóle nic nie trzeba!
— 18.01.2014, 16:02:55
ich Twarze -------------------------------------- W śnie widzę sklepy klęcznikowe , manufaktury , czuję woń strykowskiej śliwowicy . Widzę gwarne uliczki i ich twarze - brodate , rozmodlone . Kiedy na jawie szukam tego świata odnajduję jedynie zniszczone czasem kamienne tablice , porośnięte wszechwładnym mchem i oplecione korzeniami drzew . Drzewa się nimi opiekują i bronią dostępu intruzów . Czasami tylko dostrzegam ich zgarbione cienie odbite na ścianach Kazimierza , Lelowa , Leżajska
— 17.01.2014, 23:44:21
Człowiek jest podobny do jednego tchnienia, a dni jego są jak cień, co przemija. Psalm 144, 4
— 14.01.2014, 17:19:23
szlak chasydzki
— 14.01.2014, 17:18:31
Mea Shearim
— 14.01.2014, 00:14:39
http://aordycz-lezajsk.blogspot.com/2013/03/chasydzi-w-lezajsku-1-3-marca-2013.html
— 11.01.2014, 03:28:46