These portraits are absolutely beautiful. They really capture the essence of this young woman who possesses a rare inner light somehow captured by the photographer. I don't think they would be as effective if they were in color. Rarely does portraiture rise to such heights. It must have a lot to do with the love of the artist for the muse, and vice versa...
The progress of social justice is slow and measured. Its growth depends on an increasing number of us becoming aware of the truth and consequences of our actions.
I believe that it is morally wrong to allow our wanton desires to interfere with the basic needs and interests of other sentient beings.
I believe the physical and psychological abuse – confinement, social deprivation, mutilation, genetic and reproductive manipulation, and profit exploitation – imposed by us on other animals is morally wrong.
I believe the suggestion that the exploitation of other sentient beings by humans can be achieved without cruelty, violence, or injustice is false and misleading.
As an advocate for all life, committed to compassion and justice, I refuse to take part in the exploitation of other sentient beings or to collaborate with those caught up in such injustice.
I pledge to do my best to live a life that conveys a clear, sincere and uncompromised message that is free of resentment, fear, exploitation, anger, cynicism, and manipulation.
Furthermore, I pledge to continue to support a broad range of nonviolent initiatives and programs that will hopefully one day eliminate the needless pain and suffering we inflict upon all the many wonderful creatures with whom we share this planet.
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This has been a good post for me to see on a dark day. It got me smiling for awhile. Lovely captures of happy moments.
These portraits are absolutely beautiful. They really capture the essence of this young woman who possesses a rare inner light somehow captured by the photographer. I don't think they would be as effective if they were in color. Rarely does portraiture rise to such heights. It must have a lot to do with the love of the artist for the muse, and vice versa...
Dee,
Who is this?
Jill
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