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A dancer on the rocky shore of a misty planet with two moons. Model: Christina Johnson
Sun-bathing Beauties Models: Jemstarlight Moon, Mira, Stevie Raquel
Hold On While I Fix Your Head. Actually, heads were, in fact fixed a little on this shoot. Several days of close bonding and sharing put us all a little more right. Model: Ava May, Jemstarlight Moon
Model Gallery #1. I noticed that in a lot of my larger scenic shots, the models tend to get a little lost and are not presented in their best light, but rather are somewhat subverted to the overall aesthetic of the piece. So here is a collection of beautiful models cropped from their original setting into medium shot closeups that are ideal for viewing on a phone. Models: Liv Hill, Cas Diaz, Mira, Stevie Raquel, Mandii Monarch, Sophia Jade, Olinka Lickova, Jenn Michelle, Amelie Belain, Violet, Crystal A, Sara Scarlett, Kay Ace, Eva, Ava May, Oleanna, Juliet in the Wild, Jessa Ray Muse, Destiny, Lareina Tay, Astrid, Adlee Ray, Crystal Nicole, Jemstarlight Moon
Red-Caped Goddess. Model: Rachel Lily
Red cape whispers grace,
Lily dances on the stone,
Nature’s goddess twirls.
Damnant Quod Non Intelligent
In shadows cast by the unlit corridors of knowing, They condemn what slips through fingers of comprehension, Words entwined in vines of uncertainty, Damnant Quod non intelligunt, the silent chant.
A labyrinth of misunderstood whispers, Confinement in the narrow alleys of judgment, Echoes reverberate in chambers of ignorance, The disoriented stumble on uneven ground.
Disaffection blooms in the garden of misapprehension, Petals of understanding fall, unclaimed, Faces etched with the weight of unspoken judgments, A disquieting tapestry woven with threads of conjecture.
Locked in the dungeon of shallow understanding, Truth stands as a specter, veiled and obscured, While minds strain against invisible tethers, Condemning the unfamiliar to the prison of dismissal.
In this landscape of fractured cognizance, They condemn the foreign, the uncharted, Yet beneath the surface of their certitudes, A sea of undiscovered worlds ebbs and flows.
Damnant Quod non intelligunt, a refrain of caution, For in the realm of the unknown lies the genesis, Of compassion untold, of bridges unbuilt, Where understanding might yet unfurl its wings.
