Óleo sobre madera. 51 x 26,5 cm

Óleo sobre fotografía. 40,5 x 27'5 cm

  I'm not crazy. Angry, yes; crazy, no. My name is Nora Marie Eldridge and I'm forty-two years old. Neither old nor young, I'm neither fat nor thin, tall nor short, blond nor brunette, neither pretty nor plain. Quite nice looking in some moments (...). I'm neither married nor divorced, but single. What they used to call a spinster, but don't anymore, because it implies that you're dried up and none of us wants to be that. Until last summer, I taught third grade at Appleton Elementary School in M

Mujer rubia con corsé y pose en estudio. Foto realizada por Alberto J. Espiñeira Francés el domingo, 23 de febrero de 2014 en Arucas. Modelo: Belén Olivares del Rosario. Lingerie.

Mujer rubia con guantes y pañuelo. Bokeh. Foto realizada por Alberto J. Espiñeira Francés el domingo, 23 de febrero de 2014 en el Jardín Canario de Las Palmas de Gran Canaria. Modelo: Belén Olivares del Rosario.

Mujer rubia con cazadora negra y pañuelo. Bokeh. Foto realizada por Alberto J. Espiñeira Francés el domingo, 23 de febrero de 2014 en el Jardín Canario de Las Palmas de Gran Canaria. Modelo: Belén Olivares del Rosario.

Escote y corpiño en B/N. Autor: Alberto J. Espiñeira Francés. Modelo: Belén Olivares del Rosario. Realizada el 15 de octubre de 2013.

Woman Tchulhu Digital Painter By Marcio Rogerio Ferreira de Souza Pseudonym: Marcio R. Gotland

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The bitter nectar from your cruel years Fell from my face   My cup runneth over   I drank from that cup  Of harshness and pain Without a chaser Letting it fill the creases Of a soul dry-heaving with shame I drank until I got high on life lessons Until my world became sane to acknowledged the blessing I drank until I overdose Until true strength I could boast I drank of those bitters took them all down I drank until I had no more until my cup was dry Copyright © 2013 SaFire

 He watches A silhouette in the night A faceless shadow standing At the foot of her bed He stares at her sleeping.  The rise and fall of her breathing  Hypnotizes the Sandman    even in the darkness He sees her clearly His beloved nightingale Her exotic lines speaks to him    feminine curves excites   Causes his phantom urges to ignite He longs to touch her His delicate flower To taste her moist lips bath in the warmth of her arms and  be baptize in the feeling of her soft wetness He stares

Inspirada en el personaje de DC Comics.

  I love you   Why do you push me away?  Absent, pain, it's torture  Do you love me,   you not care?  Is pain loves purpose?  I am still devotee  now with  this confusion  You snatched it away  love you see blooming  Good then scary  Acceptance  Scary then good  Blooming see, you love  away it snatched you  confusion this with now  Devotee, still am I  Purpose loves pain is  Care, not you me?  Love you do?  Torture, it's pain absent  Away me push you?  Do, why?  You love I