FANTASY
Escapism into Reality?
People use fiction to escape from their daily lives. But how do we know that we don’t escape into reality, or another reality which we haven’t experienced yet? Before we know, all the science fiction and fantasy movies are actually preparing us for our future. Our minds are conditioned from an early age and it is uncomfortable for any human to start thinking against the stream. We are built with a very short memory to make us moving ahead.
"I LIVE IN A WORLD OF FANTASIE, SO KEEP YOUR REALITY AWAY FROM ME, ISEE WHAT I WANT, I WANT WHAT I SEE SO THATS ALL OK BY ME
by Itzah C. Kret
Photography by Miles Aldrige
I AM DREAMING IN THIS DREAM WORLD, AM I DREAMING IT ALONE ?
by Annette Heart
by Annette Heart
Photography by Solve Sundsbo, Model Alla Kostromicheva
Photography by Solve Sundsbo, Model Alla Kostromicheva
Photography by Solve Sundsbo, Model Alla Kostromicheva
IS THERE ANYBODY OUT THERE?
by Annette Heart
Model Jessica Stam- Photography by Solve Sundsbo
Solve Sundsboe focuses on volume, lines and graphics and alters his images with superimpositions, use of filters and transparency, creating truly remarkable pictures. His style is recognized by all of the big names in the industry, marked especially by his expertise behind the lens and his unequivocal ability to constantly reinvent his own technique.
by Annette Heart
by Annette Heart
I DREAM WITHIN A DREAM
Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow-
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow-
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand-
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep- while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
by Edgar Allen Poe
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand-
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep- while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
by Edgar Allen Poe
ALL MY LIFE I HAVE HAD THE SAME DREAM
by Annette Heart
by Annette Heart
Photography by Chris Anthony
Photography by Chris Anthony
Photography by Chris Anthony
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