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Olesya, 29 y.o.

Russia

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My hobby


My hobby is photography and cooking. I like to make bunches of food, gastronomic baskets as a gift.

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Victoria, 33 y.o.

Kazakhstan

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My jewelry hand made


I really loved my hobby. My jewelry made from polymer clay)))

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Nicolas, 28 y.o.

France

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my drawings)


Enjoy my drawings even if they are a little bit old )))    

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Fariza, 47 y.o.

Kazakhstan

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Мои работы


Мои работы по валянию из шерсти. Так же я увлекаюсь полимерной глиной и керамикой.

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Arina, 45 y.o.

Russia

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Мои куклы.


Мои новые малышки. Расширяю гардеробчик)

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Olga, 35 y.o.

Ukraine

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Куколки из текстиля


В свободное время, когда муза рядом)) занимаюсь изготовлением кукол из текстиля. Уж много в интернете всякого разного подобного творчества и разных мастер классов, и поэтому создавать по готовому шаблону мне не хочется. Личико расписываю акриловыми красками, детали делаю вручную из подручных средств, выкройки тоже каждый раз заново рисую, и так со временем выработался свой стиль. В каждую из кукол вкладываю душу, а когда она полностью готова даю ей имя. Эту куклу я назвала Любаша, и подарила знакомой девочке  

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Tamara, 54 y.o.

Belarus

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Цитата


Когда наступает нужное время, родственные души всегда найдут друг друга — даже если они находятся в разных концах мира.

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Julia, 51 y.o.

Russia

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Мое творчество!


Создаю натуральную косметику.На травах и маслах без химии.

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Lyudmila, 42 y.o.

Belarus

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Мое увлечение - вышивка


Несколько моих последних работ за последнее время.

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Svetlana, 49 y.o.

Russia

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Мое хобби -вышивка


Одна из последних картин(вышивка крестом)

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Vera, 49 y.o.

Russia

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Мое хобби


Все картины нарисованы на холсте с подрамником в технике- масляная живопись.

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Tatyana, 48 y.o.

Ukraine

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Мои короткие стихи


Поцелуй
Разбужу тебя на заре,
Напою поцелуем нежным -
И окажется безмятежным
День, что ждет тебя на дворе.

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Tatyana, 48 y.o.

Ukraine

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Про любовь


Любовь моя - проказница
Одета в джинсы новые.
Она смеется - дразнится,
Красивая, хипповая.

Любовь моя - невинная
Одета в юбку длинную.
Глядит в окно, печальная,
Хрупкая - хрустальная.

Любовь моя - нежданная,
Отрада несказанная,
Одета в думы звездные,
Смешные и серьезные.

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Tatyana, 48 y.o.

Ukraine

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Мои короткие стихи


Голицыну Э. Я.

Прилетят - улетят,
Как снежинки зимой,
И печали, и радость,
И счастье, и боли.
Пусть Господь навсегда
Остается с тобой.
Он придаст твоей жизни
И силы, и воли.

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Tatyana, 48 y.o.

Ukraine

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Мои короткие стихи


Уезжаешь

Уезжаешь ненадолго.
Может на год, может на два.
Что от грусти моей толку?
Грусть - ступенька к мукам ада.
Мы с тобой повеселимся,
Потанцуем, ты напьешься.
Налюбуемся друг другом.
Буду ждать - и ты вернешься.

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Julio, 29 y.o.

Mexico

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una estrella en mi cielo


РАЗРИСУЙ МОЁ НЕБО ЗВЁЗДАМИ…

Разрисуй мое небо звездами
Так, как ты лишь умеешь, красочно…
Дай вдохнуть мне поглубже воздуха
С ароматом твоим загадочным…

В моем небе они засветятся
Словно сотни ярчайших искорок…
Наши взгляды с тобою встретятся
Отражая любовь и искренность…

Исполняй все мои желания
Ведь они у нас часто схожие…
Предугадывай их заранее
И прочувствуй душой и кожей их…

Огляжу я твое творение
И, одну из звезд сразу выделив,
(С самым ярким из звезд свечением),
Назову твоим дивным именем…

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Zoi, 30 y.o.

Russia

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Мое хобби / my hobby


My new creations последнее
Genuine cow leather
Натуральная кожа, бычина, анилин

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Elena, 52 y.o.

Russia

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Мое хобби


Это мое хобби, когда делать нечего, я занимаюсь такой ерундой  

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Alina, 43 y.o.

Ukraine

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Мое творчество


Доброго времени суток !

Хочу поделится с Вами, своими последними работами в моей любимой технике

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Zoi, 30 y.o.

Russia

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Мое хобби / my hobby


Верх натуральная кожа, подкладка хлопок

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Arina, 45 y.o.

Russia

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Мои работы.


Продолжаю знаомить вас со своими работами. Все куколки ручной работы. Шью из хлопка, лицо обтянуто трикотажем, набивка- синтепух. Рост куколок 25-28 см. Стоят и сидят самостоятельно)) Одежка снимается частично.

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Arina, 45 y.o.

Russia

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Интерьерная кукла Миланочка


Рада представить вновь появившуюся малышку Миланочку. Девочка ростиком 28 см (с причёской), несмотря на то, что она еще очень мала, она может самостоятельно сидеть и стоять. Тело куколки изготовлено из 100% хлопка, лицо - трикотаж. Одежда не снимается. Очаровательные ботиночки - полностью ручная работа, изготовлены из фетра, декорированы шелковой лентой, льняным кружевом и фатином.

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L, 46 y.o.

United States

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Original Storyboard Artwork by L


Check it out! I don't do Tats, but I do do original art, which I've sold to people for their tat work.

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L, 46 y.o.

United States

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"Sentience" Original Poem by L


Insight, is sight... inside
Just as all seeds, see flight
Fore taking root, in darkness of night
Insight, is sight... inside

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Vera, 44 y.o.

Russia

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Some of my english poems written years ago


Несколько стихов на английском моих, я уже не пишу, как-то в жизни мне здесь уже вообще ничего не интересно.

Decision.

In the dark of a night
comes mysterious light.
And the pain like the rain
hits the heart, all in vain!
In the dream comes a scream,
And the way is too long
And the soul is strong.
But the chains of life
grip your body too tight
And the days - all the same,
But the soul wants fame.
But instead you are locked
And the life loses sense
And the one who is mocked
lives a life of pretence.
In the Garden of Eden
the solution is hidden.
And decision is wrong and
the way is too long.
In the dark of a night
comes the breeze and the tide
And mysterious night
Makes you feeling all right.
And the vision of collision
Helps to make a decision.

Memories.

The life, my friend, has no sense,
Betray me not with your pretence.
Come, talk to me
Enjoy my presence
Look at this giant - deep blue sea,
That squirrel crawled

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on oak tree,


The beach is still in memory.
That evening walk,
That strange talk.
The sun burns skin,
You think of sin.
The wind that whispers in your ear,
The melody that I still hear.
The heart that breaks
And soul wakes.
The ship and dolphins - so near,
And waves that foam like a beer
All this will now disappear
The memories were so clear.

Feelings

What makes me feel and brings me thrill,
It makes me chill,
It's making ill and feeling sill.
Again thrill...
I feel too much to get in touch,
I'd like to stay, I'd like to go,
I'd like to meet what I don't know,
I'd like a threat that I can't get,
The way I feel is making ill,
I can not stand your touching hand,
I can't pretend...
Nobody knows that feeling grows,
You don't care of my dispair,
And bother even not a bit of
love and passion that I need,
The cold creeps into my heart,
The hope dies with every start,
The dream is so far away
And in your heart I can not stay.

Too blind to see...

You don't know what kind of person I am,
You never looked deep enough behind the cover,
Or is it you are too blind to see
The beauty of spirit I have in me.

Or is it you don't understand the way I am,
Or you never tried to, never put an effort to.
Or is it that the materialism of this world
Got in every pore of your skin and spoiled you?

What can I do to make you see
The beauty of spirit I have in me,
Love and kindness I can give,
I tried always to forgive... But I guess
it won't help to alter you cruel self.

Money is all that matters to you.
Is there something more I can do?

I had a dream, you ruined it
I had wings, you cut it
I scream in a sleep because of you
I need to shut the door behind you
Forever to shut it, shut it, shut it.

Money is all that matters to you.
Is there something more I can do?

You are so proud of your achievements
But what good did you do for this world?
Is there really someone you care for
Without demanding from him some fulfillments
of promises you don't keep yourself
about this baby I wanted to have.

Is there something more I can do
To alter your cruel self?
You are so blind to see
The beauty of spirit I have in me.

So years pass by and I can not say "Good-bye"
Is it because you tied my hands
Knowing there are no friends to help me
To keep control over me, to tell me
what I must do to become a copy of you.
But you know one day, I am not there, I am away.

You tried to ruin me, you almost succeeded,
You tried to own me, you failed.
You came with charm pretending to be what you are not
to catch me in your net with your smiles and roses
And then to tie it into the knot.

But there is something you shouldn't forget...
The beauty of spirit I have in me.
But I guess it won't help to alter your cruel self.

You wake me up at night
and trying getting into a fight,
you are preventing me from sleep,
you tell me things the one that loves won't
Next day you are again cute and cudly.
But how can I forget the words
That made me weep? You are so ugly!

Money is all that matters to you.
Is there something more I can do?

You tried to teach me what to believe
How to breath and how to live.
You failed, now you want to throw me
into the dirt, to make me even more hurt.

Whatever help I asked you refused me in
But you know I won't give in.
This is materialism that got in ...
In every pore of your skin.

But one day you will see there is
No one to torture, it won't be me
Standing there, wishing for you to care,
To wellcome you with kisses,
I know you will miss it.

Money is all that matters to you.
Is there something more I can do?

I came from very far away, I was alone on my way.
I put a hope in you, you ruined it.
I gave you love, what did you do with it?
Your country is cold and rainy, the way you are,
Racistic, declining, descriminating
the stranger who came from far away
and had the hope all his way
You say you love me, what kind of love is it?
Selfish, egoistic, not giving,
Sure I won't miss it.

And you know one day, I will be not there, I will be away,
Because this is something you will never,
Never take away from me,
the beauty of spirit I have in me.

Mystery

You are a mystery to me,
Secretly whispering from a tree.
Love is wild and blind,
Scream like a child,
Kind and strong
To you I belong.
Daring, caring,
In doubt and strange
I long for a change.
Being sweet and seductive,
Turning cruel and destructive.
This is what love has done to me,
Making me to pay a fee.
You are a mystery to me
Can you ever set the fairy free?
Give me the wings,
Satisfy my dreams.
Hoping it's not too late,
Where is that secret gate?
Now I cry and don't ask me why...
Just stay there in my dream
Like a bright sunshine beam

A player.

Oh boy, yes I know men of that kind,
Stupid sex on your mind.
Yes, you are more like a dream -
perfect lover, sweet and mean.
Handsome looks and smooth in speech,
You treat all women like a bitch.
Can't stand your charms or was I blind?
Stupid dreams on my mind.
Each woman is for you a pray,
to catch her off-guard on the way.
Talking of family and children...
Hey, I was a stupid lamb and followed your way.
Oh boy, I looked deep in your eyes and
thought I saw the shining stars behind,
But now I know men of that kind.
You made me cry, you made me smile,
You made me happy for a while,
You called me "my sweet princess"
and told "smile, baby, smile"
You made me fly or was I blind?
It's stupid sex on your mind.
Now you are gone, in search of
other pray, you don't call,
not even saying "Hey".
Not poet in heart, pretending one to be,
You calculate your life,
No, you were no good for me.
Why was I so blind,
You caught me off-guard,
But now I know men of that kind.
I think I loved you deep in heart.
But now I'm also that kind,
Just stupid sex on my mind.

Dracula's Embrace.

On my mind
This wild vampire dream
I scream and scream
A beast so furious and hungry
Blood-drinking creature
with pray I hunt,
You are vampire in my desire
You are a demon in my heart and
On my mind, everywhere you are,
I see you.
Is this a telepathic bond
becoming strong?
Sweet kisses, sitting under moon,
The rain drops this afternoon,
And even in this mud
I see the blood
Blood everywhere - in my wine,
Blood rain, you call me and
I feel your pain.
The greave in heart becoming strong,
You question where you belong.

Cling-cling, and you are here no more
It's Dracula knocking at your door!
Don't be curious, the creature is furious
And wait, don't go to that cemetary gate.

Putting in the glass ice cube,
Watching that video at youtube,
This horror scene, vampire ball,
It's like a drug, you pull the plug,
Your notebook is still switched on
And video is going on,
Against will you are in film
And it's not picture anymore,
No, that's not picture anymore.

You don't know where to run, to hide
and now you are vampire's bride.
You try to fight, to call for help
And face to face you feel embrace
From someone not from human race.

You are vampire in my desire
You are a demon in my heart,
Blood-drinking creature
with pray I hunt.

False Friendship.

If true or not -
The judge is God
And whatever you say
Arrogance and prejudice
Stand friendship in the way.
You love yourself more
Than anything else,
Make women wait and hope
Under the false pretence.
You have a talent I must admit
And you can even make a hit.
You light the fire and want
Someone you to admire,
Then you say
It was not meant that way,
You bring confusion and delay.
I might have shared some of your
Thoughts and views anyway,
But my moral values
Do not fit to what you say.
Illusion, confusion, delusion, no solution.
You change your mind so often
That I don't know if you ever
mean what you say,
I'm not the one to play,
Just get out, get out of my way.
Someone singing about love
And not believing in falling in love,
So every person wanting to find love
And who follows his heart
Sounds desperate for you
Only because he is not
As successful as you.
I think you like that play,
To show indifference in the first way.
Then you show you care,
But only on words,
Then disappear and bring dispair,
But I've grew out of this,
Not untill you have proven this.
Thinking women should fight for you
like for that great prize,
But I will be wise,
No more false friends and feelings in disguise,
You are far from paradise.
The worst prison is a closed heart,
That's what is keeping people apart.
But I won't put any more trust in you,
Because you do not understand what I do.
You trust noone,
Not even an open heart will help,
As you already stamped me
And claimed you know in which
Category you will put me.
And I don't care though you are wrong,
Your approval is not needed,
End of the song.

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Vera, 44 y.o.

Russia

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Мои поделки, картины.


Я не специалист и дело то было давно, когда время на всё это было в другой жизни. Но дабавлю, чем баловалась так сказать. Краски акрил, парочка на холстах, парочка на бумаге, парочка гуашь. Украшения полимерная глина, вулканич. камень. Больше ничем таким не занимаюсь. При жизни в России точно не буду.

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Liudmila, 51 y.o.

Belarus

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Пасхальное настроение


Последние пару лет делаю в подарок всем своим друзьям к Пасхе вот такие яйца   

Пользуясь случаем, хочу от души поздравить всех со Светлым Днем, дарующим нам жизнь, обновление и любовь!    

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Elena, 38 y.o.

Russia

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Мои работы.


Добрый день! Меня зовут Елена. Я изготавливаю декоративные изделия из цветного стекла, методом фьюзинга. Буду рада покупателям и с удовольствием изготовлю на заказ. Живу в Краснодарском крае, г.Апшеронск.

Фьюзинг- это спеченое стекло. Я нарезаю детали из стекла, выкладываю рисунок. и ставлю в специальную печку. нагрев до 820 градусов, стекло расплавляется и спекается в единое целое. Изделия выполненные в технике фьюзинга никогда не потускнеют и не сотрутся, не вырогают на солнце.

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Arina, 45 y.o.

Russia

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Мои работы.


Моё маленькое творчество. С недавних пор очень понравилось вязать игрушки, наверное пора записываться в бабушки)))

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Marina, 39 y.o.

Ukraine

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стихи


ВОРОНА
Гордый профиль свой ворона
Показала из-за ветки
Черный цвет лишь самый черный
Вот секрет ее расцветки.
Слышен голос у вороны
Далеко не соловьиный
Красотой быть может тоже
Блещет явно не павлиньей.
Но зато хитра проворна
Наблюдательна мудра
Пусть невзрачна -благородна
Из-за профиля она.

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Голубые водопады,
Рыбки в озере играют,
Скал пещерных колоннады
Воды быстрые скрывают.
Солнце яркими лучами
Каплю каждую ласкает,
Рыб чешуйки брызг струями
Златом света осыпает.
Смотришь ты на эти дали
Неба чистого глазами
Ты в молчаньи ими скажешь
То что губы не сказали.
(30.12.04.)
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Чайки утки и грачи спать легли давно уж
Только старый сыч вдали ухает на полночь.
Колобок луны висит прямо над заливом
Но его не видят напрочь,парочка счастливых,
Для влюбленных двух сердец мир в дурмане танца,
В музыке небес слиянье душ и тел прекрасных.
(18.03.08.)
P.S.-Когда мы умрем-что останется от нашей любви?-только музыка ветра,которую он пел в наших волосах.

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