combined with the description this is a heartwarming wonderful piece ..

wonderful light and the i love how it seems like it's a fish eye effect. the shadows of the dog are really nice too. great picture and beautiful words

Destella ternura por todos lados, laltad... hermoso concepto

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Beautiful...i especially like the contrast of the shadows - on the corrugated iron, the cobblestones, and of course the dog!
His shadows bigger than him!

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I wake up every morning
From the same dream
And then I kill it
But you can't change the letters when the ink dries

that description is beautiful

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I wake up every morning
From the same dream
And then I kill it
But you can't change the letters when the ink dries

The dog's shadow really lends a sense of lonliness. Great description, as always.

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As they were thus talking, a dog that had been lying asleep raised his head and pricked up his ears. This was Argos, whom Ulysses had bred before setting out for Troy, but he had never had any work out of him. In the old days he used to be taken out by the young men when they went hunting wild goats, or deer, or hares, but now that his master was gone he was lying neglected on the heaps of mule and cow dung that lay in front of the stable doors till the men should come and draw it away to manure the great close; and he was full of fleas. As soon as he saw Ulysses standing there, he dropped his ears and wagged his tail, but he could not get close up to his master. When Ulysses saw the dog on the other side of the yard, dashed a tear from his eyes without Eumaeus seeing it, and said:
"Eumaeus, what a noble hound that is over yonder on the manure heap: his build is splendid; is he as fine a fellow as he looks, or is he only one of those dogs that come begging about a table, and are kept merely for show?"
"This hound," answered Eumaeus, "belonged to him who has died in a far country. If he were what he was when Ulysses left for Troy, he would soon show you what he could do. There was not a wild beast in the forest that could get away from him when he was once on its tracks. But now he has fallen on evil times, for his master is dead and gone, and the women take no care of him. Servants never do their work when their master's hand is no longer over them, for Jove takes half the goodness out of a man when he makes a slave of him."
As he spoke he went inside the buildings to the cloister where the suitors were, but Argos died as soon as he had recognized his master. -The Odyssey, by Homer, Written 800 B.C.E

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Jochra

El cuerpo envuelto
En periodico envuelto,
alcohol y lluvia,
Soledad y sol,
Soledad y sol.
Calles, patios sucios,

Antenas, perros, bruma

de la siete, en un dia gris,
es un dia gris.
Hay que caminar
cuatro horas mas
bajo esta espada de metal:
Los niños fuman
el viento aural,
Julia rompe un vaso,
cambia el canal,
abre sus venas
le brota el mar
¿Hay alguien ahí? ¡eh! ¡eh! ¡oh!
Un auto hierve
En su reflejo,
los ojos flacos,
de mi, de yo, de mi, de yo,
de mi.
Los edificios andan despacio
en el 500 vive Dios
con su mujer,
baldía nación;
se te derriten
todos tus muchachos,
todos tus borrachos,
todos tus drogados,
en un rincón

real de 14

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the shadow/light play on this is awesome!!! wonderful photo!!!

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beautiful description.. it's really touching..
i really love the colours and the shadows of many objects.. (the dog, background, etc.. )
after read the description and looking at the picture, i suddenly feel how sad is the dog.. very touching..

u always create ur artwork using ur heart.. and i love it..



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LoVeLy.. JusT LoveLy..