Śląskie, Górny Śląsk
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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L'enfant terrible
— 3.08.2016, 19:39:32
Wiecznie niezadowolonym wstęp surowo wzbroniony !!
— 29.06.2016, 01:51:33
Tu mieszka Święty Spokój . . .
— 29.06.2016, 01:48:26
Ups - 19/05/2016 autor polecany . Oj chyba za dużo tego - dzięki .
— 19.05.2016, 20:19:55
Schody_Do_Nieba
— 11.04.2016, 02:09:28
Przeczytane - " Człowiek nie jest hasłem w krzyżówce. Nie musi wszystkim pasować ".
— 4.04.2016, 13:22:00
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QXTzKYBDKWE&feature=share
— 20.03.2016, 13:42:48
Zdjęcia otwierające wystawę mają w sobie ten element, który powoduje wstrzymanie oddechu. Zachodzi obawa, że głębszy oddech zdmuchnie owo wrażenie obcowania z czymś wyjątkowym. A zdjęcia pani Bassman wyglądają jak malowane tuszem. Wiem, że to zdjęcia, ale potraktowane z malarskim zacięciem, artystyczną wrażliwością i czułością. Z jednej strony, patrząc na nie wiemy, że to projekty z przeszłości, linia lat pięćdziesiątych jest oczywista. Z drugiej jednak, te ujęcia mogłyby swobodnie pojawić się we współczesnych magazynach nie tracąc nic z oryginalnego uroku. W wywiadzie, który można obejrzeć na wystawie, Lillian mówi, że ten efekt można też osiągnąć za pomocą komputera, ale owo narzędzie jawi jej się jako zimne, nie ma w sobie nic z artyzmu, nie wymaga takich umiejętności i doświadczenia jak praca w ciemni.
— 16.03.2016, 00:53:06
http://www.krakow.travel/golebie-kreca-krakow
— 4.02.2016, 13:48:05
Jak dotąd nigdy nie widziałem wilka występującego w cyrku .
— 24.01.2016, 13:10:50
Na Górnym Śląsku + 19 w ciągu dnia temperatura będzie wzrastać .
— 21.01.2016, 11:22:36
< Wszystko Ma Swój Czas >
— 8.01.2016, 14:12:36
Do ubogiej stajenki nie ma dróg bogatych Są zakręty historii , ścieżki przez pastwiska Dal - niedosięgła wzrokiem , co miała być bliska . . .
— 27.12.2015, 14:08:57
zstąpił z nieba Pan , chodźmy pokłonić mu się - On Królem jest . . .
— 24.12.2015, 18:48:36
Jestem przebrzydłym pisiorem i dobrze mi z tym .
— 23.12.2015, 18:57:31
Większe tłumy od KODu , ale ludzi biednych i bezdomnych były na Wigilii na Rynku w Krakowie , czyli . . . ofiar POprawnej POlityki dzisiejszych zaKODowanych wodzirejów! Jeśli ktoś szuka przyzwoitości , to tam ona była .
— 21.12.2015, 12:22:51
https://wzzw.wordpress.com/2011/11/13/cyrk-henryki-krzywonos/
— 7.12.2015, 08:57:10
Kultura, skromność, dojrzałość, piękno i ogromna wrażliwość, to się ceni. Gdybym nie miała umiejętności mowy, Nosowska wystarczyłaby, aby wyrazić wszelkie myśli moje. Wyśpiewała bowiem wszystko to, co najważniejsze, od piękna i zachwytu tym światem, po ciemne jego zakamarki i upadek wartości — przekupy, pseudo, buraczane damy, ropuchy obrzydliwe, prostaków ze słomą w butach zmierzających po trupach do celu. Mam nadzieję, że zastukam jeszcze do wrót normalności tą wiosną, bo jak na razie koroduję dzień za dniem, nie mogąc oderwać się od tych cudownych dźwięków i słów, które wwiercają się w umysł głęboko. Muszę chyba odreagować ten stan, ale jak, gdy tu takie perełki... I znowu wszystkie płyty od początku. :D / Lajla La /
— 21.11.2015, 11:34:25
"Celem sztuki jest Miłość Bliźniego - Van Gogh" . . . a kto ma tą miłość niech siada z nami i zajada makowca , popijając herbatą - Krzysztof
— 11.11.2015, 00:30:36
Intel-e-gent z przedmieścia
— 9.11.2015, 17:01:36
Przesunąłem linię horyzontu poza zasięg waszego wzroku nie ze strachu więcej widzę mieszkając na dachu .
— 12.10.2015, 20:08:46
http://pieknografia.pl/syndrom-fotografa-sprawdz-czy-juz-ci-odbilo/?fb_action_ids=1514905812134094&fb_action_types=og.likes
— 10.10.2015, 18:18:13
https://www.youtube.com/watch?t=67&v=jpnDo95Rq_U
— 30.09.2015, 17:52:36
http://wiadomosci.onet.pl/kraj/sp-gosia-niedziolka-niepokonana-niepelnosprawna/zdzeqp
— 23.09.2015, 14:38:16
Chrystus powiedział, że bogami jesteśmy... Fizyka kwantowa mówi to samo... Ten świat istnieje dzięki nam.. ... a my dzięki niemu... ... to swoista logika pętli... ... i na tym wystarczy... / technik /
— 11.09.2015, 02:37:45
Zapatrzyłem się ... wszyscy pomarli szminkę z jej sinych ust starli . / Krzysiu Stępniak /
— 11.09.2015, 02:16:40
Jesień w sadzie . Jabłonie ... owinę je papierem przed zimą . Będę pilnował każdej żebyś pod nią nie przyszła z Ewą bo to końcem życia będzie chociaż początkiem poezji z elementem nieodzownym jej trumną . / Krzysztof Stępniak /
— 11.09.2015, 02:11:23
http://photocentra.ru/author.php?id_auth=29091
— 7.09.2015, 23:51:56
stand-upowe foto
— 24.07.2015, 01:57:02
Karol Myszel * Żyjemy w czasach "tak zwanych". Tak zwana demokracja jest farsą. Tak zwani politycy są ludźmi bez idei, tak zwane autorytety pieprzą farmazony w programach tv, tak zwane wybory są groteską, Miller i jego Ogórek to naigrywanie się z wyborcy i próba wmówienia mu, że jest totalnym kretynem. Tak zwany transseksualista Grodzka to zwykły brzydki facet przebrany w babskie ciuchy bez gustu. Tak zwana prawica głosi populizm, tak zwana lewica walcząca o wysokie podatki dla najbogatszych ma twarz bogatego i zdeprawowowanego Urbana i pieprzącego bez sensu z jaguara Kalisza. Tak zwany nowoczesny prezydent Kwaśniewski jest Sztolzmanem, tak zwany Michnik to Szechter. Aborcja to tak zwana wolność wyboru, dzieci dla gejów to tak zwana nowoczesność, eutanazja to tak zwane prawo do samostanowienia. Zamach na forsę ubezpieczonych to tak zwany pakiet onkologiczny, Arłukowicz to tak zwany minister, Opieszałe i olewcze instytucje to tak zwane sądy. Niektórzy zboczeńcy to tak zwani hierarchowie....Biedroń jest tak zwanym świetnym prezydentem miasta...Tak zwane media kochają Biedronia, mimo że jest wielu lepszych prezydentów miast...
— 19.07.2015, 10:48:13