Friday Fiction – Mythical Monsters

It was born out of the depths of time and memory, stone carvings of a mythical creature that once soared the heavens and brought its wrath down on those who deserved it. The Gorawl was made of the Gods doing, brought to life with a mere wish, a flight of fancy, Gods could be awesome like that.

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Weekly Photo Challenge – Experimental

This week’s WPC theme is Experimental, as most of you are aware a lot of my photography, especially my Conceptual Portraits are quite experimental, but generally, through careful planning and sketches, mood boards and the like they come out as I have imagined them. A few months ago I did a 20-day challenge with Brooke…

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Tuesday’s Textures – Holdup on the Steam Train to Nowhere

  I created this fun piece from three completely different photos, three different locations and the little building and sign from Mischief Circus extracted elements. Model – Ruby Ravonfaere, see some more images from this Steam Punk Studio shoot here ~Julz  

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In the Studio – Introducing Ruby Ravonfaere

I adore a happy coincidence, don’t you? I recently had a Steam Punk shoot all arranged with a newish model and due to circumstances beyond her control, she had to cancel, it’s OK Life happens. But, I was still very keen to do the shoot anyway, either that or Netflix binge! So I put a…

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Thursday’s Textures

I know normally it is Tuesday’s Textures, but Tuesday kind of got away from me this week. This is an image I took of Amber Formosa Mort at a recent Studio Shoot, it was shot on a Green screen, something I do not normally bother with, but it was all set up, so why not?…

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Friday Fiction – Hush My Child

He stood alone, the last of his kind, gentling cradling his child, the last hope for his people, now scared and hungry and too tired to go on. He felt much the same way himself, how did this come to pass? He stood surrounded by an army of faceless mechanoids, the air filled with smoke, and the buzz of a hundred thousand drones.

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Friday Fiction – Like a Moth to a Flame

A continuation of sorts from last week, same character, but many years later They always said she had the worst taste in men, she was like a Moth to a Flame for the bad boys. She had always managed to get herself out of too much trouble, until now. Now, they were suddenly flocking to…

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Friday Fiction – Waiting to be saved

Feeling a little bold after the 20 Day writing challenge and scoffing at my own whingeing about not writing more short stories, I have embarked on a journey to perhaps share some of my short stories, that have til now remained unpublished. Some are linked, some are not, but all have a particular piece of…

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In the Studio with Chey Ann – Steam Punk

Warning! Contains Nudity

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The Sweetest Thing…

I wrote a post the other day and had this response from Brenda at a Meditative Journey with Saldage, I think it is possibly the sweetest thing anyway has said to me in years I once read an article that explored how fairy tales help humankind survive childhood. After I pondered this for a bit…

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