By Shari Marshall - 2019 February’s theme is Secret Life. Post a link in the comment section below with your interpretation of Secret Life, any medium welcome.
Tag: Photography
Concealed
Mask - "a covering for all or part of the face, worn as a disguise, or to amuse or terrify other people." (retrieved January 18, 2019) By Shari Marshall - 2019 February’s theme is Secret Life. You are invited to post a link in the comment section below with your interpretation of contrast, any medium… Continue reading Concealed
Ron & Harry?
Photo by Shari Marshall - 2019 February’s theme is Secret Life. Post a link in the comment section below with your interpretation of Secret Life, any medium welcome.
The moon has set on the theme of contrast
By Shari Marshall - 2019 January’s theme is contrast. Post a link in the comment section below with your interpretation of contrast, any medium welcome.
Warning: It isn’t for Entertainment
The Penis Chronicles presents “Warning: It isn’t for Entertainment” A tiny voice carries down the stairs and it is yelling with a mischievous urgency, “smell this, smell this!” How many parenting warnings are going off in your head? In my experience that mischievous urgent voice coupled with that devilish laugh is cause for a complete… Continue reading Warning: It isn’t for Entertainment
Foliage
By Shari Marshall - 2019 January's theme is contrast. Post a link in the comment section below with your interpretation of contrast, any medium welcome.
Layers
Photo by Shari Marshall January’s theme is contrast. Post a link in the comment section below with your interpretation of contrast, any medium welcome.
Flowers
Photo's by Shari Marshall January’s theme is contrast. Post a link in the comment section below with your interpretation of contrast, any medium welcome.
Landscape
Photo by Shari Marshall - 2019 January’s theme is contrast. Post a link in the comment section below with your interpretation of contrast, any medium welcome.
The Rain
The forest looked different this morning after days of rain. The eerie feeling hadn’t washed away but instead was magnified by a heavy silence. The branches on the trees pulled towards the ground and with no wind to stir them it felt oppressive and suffocating. The small snippets of sky that could be seen… Continue reading The Rain
