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Help yourself

go get the beer

lie to me

secrets that I tell

that I don't

that I have or not

secrets that I see, imagine,  wish for, hate

but there comes mail, the mail I never expected...

I'm a nurse, primary, but I love photography...the most

there are two kinds of people

the ones with imagination and those who follow...

I choose to do

I did before, I stopped and I start doing again...

so I ended writing a letter to a total stranger, that isn't so very much different after all...I asked permission, because I lost my tongue watching the video he made, not just that...much more than that...

why am I so fascinated by great imagination, great ideas, great performances, great voices, great minds? 

I've got an answer...

I did get it!!!

Canon 5D Mark II

Ken Arlideg!

Coke "Bottles" Canon 5D MKII test/spec spot. from Ken Arlidge on Vimeo.



Kaiser Permanente "Tick" - Canon 5D Spot from Ken Arlidge on Vimeo.



wooow!!

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nothing really...

bending over..., knocking on doors, looking for something, guessing why not..., being wrong, destroying evidences, hoping for liberty, salvation, resurrection, empty rooms and silence, but this is possible just in Hollywood!!
My stupidity overcomes the power of the fire-storm following the explosion of the super volcano! They shouldn't  have invented the hibernation, because I might get some even more stupid ideas!!

Someone should, would have to, must...stop me!

no blog

nothing really...


well obviously it's the period, they say...like in toddler's age...every change in behaviour, every progress in skills or every new word, face expression, everything it's al just that faze, period...

well...

I don't know...


nothing really...

no blog

well...
pink today...

unhappy with hair...

need some speed...


need some action...


need


well...


the 'chemical brother' I've invented lately...


and had some problems with my EA game..., and Ivan's computer, and weather, and...my little secret wish, undiscovered fully, haven't manage to take his hat off of his head yet..., I still see his eyes watching me, but can't understand if just because he was trying to understand or more...
I don't know if I wont to understand, or keep on trying to...
I don't know why him..., but eyes certainly counts...

counts a lot...