JazzGumPIGMENT1987 004-X-50 > Modern pictures are completed with digital data on the computer.One-ness Classical technique photography consists of an amalog camera, film, and finally on paper #######
♯画像 #GumPrint #pigmentPhoto
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Vintage photos are mostly monochrome, with very few color prints.
In the case of color, it will be faded after 30 years. Therefore,
I made organic pigments as color formers. Moreover, the dot type will be the world's first.
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“External ELF magnetic fields induce electric fields and currents in the body, but their strength is very high. High to cause nerve and muscle stimulation and central nervous system excitability changes. "In other words, when the signal gets stronger ... the investor mind is stimulated." ＄＄＄＄＄＄＄＄ Thus, the effect is determined, and in digital it is an impossible finish. Pigment photography production is surprisingly . However, as there are many variable elements, like the normal picture, you can not always make the same thing. That's where the interest is divided. This is a photo illustration to the last. It is not computer graphics either. The ultimate goal is the original vintage print. Here, the original vintage print was made in the 1980's. There is some material that costs it, but it is not available to make
Ah, l'amour...how complex, exhilarating, and utterly riveting it can be within the confines of a polyamorous lifestyle! Here in the heart of Paris, I have found myself deeply tangled in a web of desires — not one, not two, but trois femmes charmantes, each with their own enchanting allure. They challenge me, empower me, and most surprisingly, they have taught me the most profound lessons about power and confidence.
I remember nervously broaching the subject of my polyamorous inclinations with my first amour, the fiery Anais. Her response was unexpected, filled with intrigue and curiosity. "Je t'aime," she had said, her cherry-red lips curling into a smile, a twinkle of mischief dancing in her azure eyes. "Who am I to prevent you from spreading that love?" 💋 Anais, ever the chemist of the heart, had always had a different reaction to my lifestyle than others. An enthusiast of science, 🧫 she treats love like a complex reaction, made up of different elements and compounds, all merging and blending together in a fascinating melange.
The arrival of Isabelle, the second woman to enter our circle, brought a new dynamic. She was a passionate gamer, her fingers always dancing across her gaming console рџЋ® with lightning speed that left me in awe. I instantly found myself attracted to her passion, her zeal, and her adorable competitiveness. She taught me the real meaning of "multi-player games".
Our triune relationship thrived on honesty, respect, and a clear understanding of boundaries. The power exchange was something that took time to understand. I was not the one in control, like most people believed. Nay, it was a mutual power exchange, depending on situations and sentiments. There was a strange, pulsating excitement in the unknown, in the constant dance of power dynamics.
My blog post about our unique bond rapidly became 'most viewed today', attracting both supporters and critics alike. An extensive dialogue about polyamory, power exchange, and effective communication in relationships was ignited. It stirred a sense of confidence, knowing that my day-to-day experiences were forging a path of understanding for others who were at a crossroads in their own journey.
Life within the polyamorous realm is indeed a roller coaster of emotions, of wins and losses. However, it has taught me to embrace the unknown, to relinquish control when necessary, and, most importantly, to remain confident in whatever path love may lead me. From these enchanting women, I've learned new lessons in life; existing within such powerful love, understanding, respect—we, my loves and I, bask in the glory of our shared emotions. Thus, as a polyamory blogger, I continue to write and explore the contours of love as they unfold in my journey.
And with that, I sign off, eagerly awaiting another day of intriguing possibilities. Au revoir, mes amis, until our hearts cross paths again. <a href=https://anussy.com/><img src="https://san2.ru/smiles/smile.gif"></a>
