7.27.2013

About this shot...

W&W 2013
Races, smoke, gun shots, an increassing testosterone, the opressive sun, the deep smell of burning tyres... people screaming around, dizzyness, chaos...., the fact that i couldn´t have a bloody beer to reassure a brain-control was annoying me..... my mood changed all of a sudden, just wanted to be alone by that meadow nearby. Only two minutes lying there, and friends were coming around to put their asses were I was! bla bla bla, bla bla bla....... I guess they were going through the same situation than me..... I was pleased to have them around but still thinking: "go to hell all of you, please", grabbed a beer standing up, spinned around to go further and there it was!..... landing in front of my eyes, ..... behind me the shouting of a horde of exited people at the races still continued.... 

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7.01.2013

Orcs & Witches

May at Midnight come out you all, my monsters.... close to me...

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Vigo, the forgotten city… Midnight has long gone by… The constantly defiant streets are rampaged by vagrants and scavengers hunting for prey.
Behind the shadows, in the dark, she shivers in the wind like the last leaf on a dying tree. I let her hear my engine… She only goes stiff for a moment…
-Are you ok? I asked…
To which she replied with another question: Do you feel lonely?
-I’m tired, sick of running… Need to stop...
-I’ve watched you for days
-It’s just not your face
-It’s all things I see in your eyes…
Her jaw clicked and slowly I could see her tears…
The pulse of the oily derelict city is creeping after her, but I still see crazy calm on those black eyes…
(El Solitario Mc)

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Motorbike: Gonzo by El Solitario MC
Helmet & Tank by the talented Maxwell Paternoster