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Daniel Martin is a Dutch artist living and working in Leiden. He composes powerful dark portraits that challenge our perception of beauty.

i think that this photograph has a calm and casual look to it, because the image is dark but doesn't have the darkness look of bad attitude, i fell that the photograph is casually saying that the girl is in the bath washing her hair.

i think that this photograph has a calm and casual look to it, because the image is dark but doesn't have the darkness look of bad attitude, i fell that the photograph is casually saying that the girl is in the bath washing her hair.

Anonymous Photographer The disappearance of identity Rub out areas in Photoshop, or sand areas away on prints

Anonymous Photographer The disappearance of identity Rub out areas in Photoshop, or sand areas away on prints

“Death is the only wise advisor that we have. Whenever you feel, as you always do, that everything is going wrong and you're about to be annihilated, turn to your death and ask if that is so. Your death will tell you that you're wrong; that nothing really matters outside its touch. Your death will tell you, 'I haven't touched you yet.” ― Carlos Castaneda, Journey to Ixtlan (Claudia Wycisk)

“Death is the only wise advisor that we have. Whenever you feel, as you always do, that everything is going wrong and you're about to be annihilated, turn to your death and ask if that is so. Your death will tell you that you're wrong; that nothing really matters outside its touch. Your death will tell you, 'I haven't touched you yet.” ― Carlos Castaneda, Journey to Ixtlan (Claudia Wycisk)

We're all sending smoke signals. Alone in the dark, I'm trying my best not to lose my mind over the fact that you're forever gone.

artparasite: Portrait Of A Dead Man, Damien Mammoliti

We're all sending smoke signals. Alone in the dark, I'm trying my best not to lose my mind over the fact that you're forever gone.

dreaming of broken places and cigarettes and white lights  And terrible passion Of breathlessness and freezing cold And breaking down in tears  And laughing and running And faces I will forget  And nights I won't remember

dreaming of broken places and cigarettes and white lights And terrible passion Of breathlessness and freezing cold And breaking down in tears And laughing and running And faces I will forget And nights I won't remember

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