dvt1975.bsky.social

dvt1975.bsky.social

@dvt1975.bsky.social

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Ohh the days of tippity tapping, ink ribbons and whiteout bottles. And frustration when you mess up the margins. But when you mastered all that. Someone invented auto correction, a million fonts, and deletions at a fingers touch. Still I missed the imperfections of it all.

October-fest or medieval-fest It's a time of costume and celebration. Enjoy the festival and be safe in your outings. Sometimes we dress for success and sometimes it's for released from the great mundane of life, but the best is just who we are, the real us to be seen and not understood.

A Sunday Drive Photography of the great middle midwest. From the things that feeds and clothed us. Windmills is a source for energy, what hurts us more are the preservatives and chemicals used in the food we eat.

Autumn in my heart Autumn in my soul Autumn reminds me the colors in life and death. Sad, as the foliage sleeps Waiting to be blanketed by the snow. And still it leaves to slumber in a colorful arrangements.

Youth There's a time to play and a time to rest. Once a bouncing ball, all rolled up and full of energy. Then the bag of bones, dries up. Containing nothing left but, the battle scars of life. What is gold and diamonds compared to Youth. Cosmetics can only covers so much and yet we search for more

Searching for lost treasures. In the mountains, lakes, and rivers. Some earthly made, while others are recovered from hunters in the wild. No need to be Indiana Jones, just a simple metal detector and time in your hand.

Time A thing we have less of what we think of. What is A long time A short time Or all the time At any moment a tick will stop and time, is gone Do the things you love, while the clock is ticking.

Benches A place to rest our weary souls When life gives you nothing but lemons. A place to see the views Of humans natures, both good and bad. A panoramic picture of the life around us, as life moves. While rooted there, steadfast throughout the seasons. Waiting for a tired soul to sit or sleep.

Half of us will always belong to another, may it be Love Hatred Greed Humble Or Maddness And only your half can control it's outcome, may it be Good or Bad. "Half" Ink and colored pencil, with photo editing. Enjoy and have a wonderful weekend.

There are millions of fishes in the sea But, there is only one you So many beautiful faces around the world And, there is only one you So many wants and temptations reaching to pull me in In my heart and mind, there is only one, YOU.

My type of art work began here with this name, "Allison". She was a crush all the way back in middle school. This is a more updated version of it. Made her a drawing then, but it's probably lost through time.

She was once beautiful Basking in the sun in her vivid colors But alas, times tick away The youth in everything And the colors fades in fall Till I see her once more in spring I'll remember her fondly.

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