Pennylane

Wait hold up...
Did Bad Bunny just give his Grammy to Liam Conejo Ramos the poor kid who was kidnapped by ICE? If so amazing

The sign beforehand said "Conejo" on it too

Still image from the Super Bowl halftime show of Bad Bunny looking serious, talking directly to the camera, pointing at us.

“If I’m here at Super Bowl LX, it’s because I never stopped believing in myself. You should never stop believing in yourself either. It’s worth more than you think.” —Bad Bunny

Si te quieres divertir…
Pos aquí estoy 🤷🏻‍♀️

There’s a saying I like: if a city attracts you, it’s because there’s something waiting for you

#UrbanGaze #EastCoastKin #PhotographersUnited #PhotographersOfBluesky #photography
#ArtYear #dailyart #art #onlybeautifulthings #artchallenge #artprompt #vienna

Shhh/Peaceful

Bessa L
25mm f3.5
Ilford FP4+
The Yukon

The beach.

Reykjavik

#fujifeed #Fujifilmx100v #photography #iceland

Cyanotype edit of a color photo I took of an ice piece shaped like a heart that I found on our front step.

Frozen Love #RandomHeart #Nature 📷©vivibene1

Photo of what seems to be a tree within a tree within a tree within a tree within.... You'd like to sit under it to collect yourself but are afraid of the void beneath

I needed a hug today, but settled for a cup of cocoa at this bistro instead.

This morning’s cup of tea.

bar scene a man singing and pointing while he holds a bottle. Onlookers look on.

Ernest Hemingway in the bar Floridita in Havana.

comic panel, woman in a car driving WHAT IF I JUST KEPT ON DRIVING...?

Goodnight.

Loading her up with some black and white film. My impatient self is excited knowing I won’t have to wait weeks to get it developed.

Nothing more attractive than a person with a good heart.

Hadn’t looked at IG in a good while. Today I made the mistake of going through it and saw a video of some kid my daughter’s age, maybe younger, get taken by ICE while he was scared and screaming that he was legal. It broke my heart & my spirit. Haven’t been able to stop crying since. No photo today.

Handy Man.

Black and white photograph of an open notebook resting on a couch, with handwritten notes visible on the pages.

A little moment of my life.
My toxic trait is thinking another notebook and planner can save me. To be fair, I think this time I might actually be right.
I had other photos I liked, but counting this one as my 9th.

Eight: I like the soft subtlety of this one.

That’s awesome! I just got one and I’m loving it so far. Haven’t tried macro yet though.

Love these. Did you take these with a conversion lens?

Thank you!!

Seven:
Took a lot more effort than I thought it would. She’s fast and I was running out of treats. Highlights are a little blown out but she’s perfect, so this is the one I choose for today.

Always be your true self.
If the timid townsfolk recoil as you float past cloaked in a fog of swirling souls and clattering ravens, so be it.

Practice shot, day 6:
Fujifilm colors are something else.

They’re all practice shots when you’re a beginner and don’t know or care about the rules.

Day 5:
Grocery store shot.
Cause I’m doing my best to stay consistent, but aside from my trip to the grocery store today I don’t plan on leaving my home.

Your ability to make seemingly ordinary things look so exquisite is an art form.

Day 4:
Forgotten things.

Day 3: