Author: Victoria Green
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‘Between the stones’
Royal Victoria Country Park Hospital through slate and stone sculpture ~ 50,000 patients were treated here during WWI, Queen Victoria loved it, Florence Nightingale deemed it vain. I’m really enjoying exploring black & white.
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I am molten
I am molten, glowing, deep sun resides in me. Chloroform like, my scent infuses the air. TG
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Launching the Burlesque Boudoir Photo~booth! ★
It is a wild life after all so roll up up! Share your derriere and celebrate your own burlesque beauty with a portrait to die for! The Burlesque Boudoir is available for your events and festivals, your birthdays, hen nights, pre wedding shoots… whatever you choose, let’s go wild! Prices start from £60 and include…
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A Brighton Promenade
I got a parking ticket today, booooooo! But I also took these photo’s for no good reason bar snapping, yaaaaayyy! To take a different view of Brighton than the obvious was my challenge and on editing I found myself returning to my love of colour and abstraction. Come for a little promenade… All rights reserved…
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Saffron’s secret
Under musty leaves she hides, dew coated silk, soft earth bound. My heart leaps at her illuminance, as saffron’s secret glows a new dawn. TG
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Odes to snow ★
‘And so The Snow Queen also became a story about the need to seek equilibrium, in our own lives, with the natural world, even within the universe at large.’ Joan Vinge ‘Magic is this layer of peace nature brings us with her frozen tears’ FT ‘The snow goose need not bath itself to make itself…
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Go wild at the Burlesque Boudoir!
It’s time I shared with you some of the wilder people I have been working with lately! After shooting a burlesque show for new club POP in Southampton I was inspired to put together a Burlesque Boudoir portrait package. To try the idea out for size a group of great friends volunteered to model, I…
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Red leaves falling …
red leaves are falling like spinning dervishes on the eddies of the wind ulalating their final song we give you fire and glory before the dark months catching light in our veins. fruit, fecund, ripening, rotting lies on the good earth final food for hungry wasps our death. your life. they buzz. ©2010 Tori Green.
