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Dorota Korwin-Szymanowska

Dorota Korwin-Szymanowska

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Winterland

So cold wind, so magical land.

Emptiness, quietness.

After such long walk it's time for hot sweet lemon balm with orange, ginger, anise and pepper. Definitely. :)

P.S. I added also two backstage photos from today.

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Morning Rituals

Dark morning, the snow is slowly falling, but every minute, there is more winter landscape outside the window. Stretching, lovely greeting of girls, their morning crazy kitty's madness. Pixie, Spriggan and flowers get something to eat, a bit of fresh dew before I can start my breakfast. Cleaning up the burned out candles, lighting the incense, checking the base for the new painting... Now it's ...

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Sharp Line

One lamp. Giving artificial light.

One body. Burning with natural fire.

Untamed.

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Tree of Memory

Quietness.

Calmness.

Sometimes words are unnecessary.

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Pinky Morning

Gentle and calm nose-to-nose. Quiet purring. I'm opening my eyes a bit. It's dawn already. But what a dawn. The image in the window is burning pink! Maybe I can take some pictures? The light may be so delightful very soon. Quick phone photo of Trees stretching to the pink sky and... Cuddling time. Obviously, I can't start the day without proper cuddles. Only then the day is full.

Before t...

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Wicher - music video

Due to the fact that recently it happened to let some music video projects to the Pearl (my foundation's property) a few times, I reminded myself that I haven't t published a young musicians' clip here, which I personally was invited to co-create. As Wierzba's having a good day, or rather a good night, you can see her in a few scenes as well.

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The Moonlight

Moonlight

Keeps awaken

Fills with energy

Rushes blood

Changes


Ach, I wrote recently about big windows that let more Sunlight inside. I forgot about strong moonlight that makes whole interior silver...

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Sorcerer's Art

When the Wind dances madly through the Tree's crowns
I let my thoughts drowning into the canvas
My hands like sorcerer's tools
Create dragons filled with wild blaze
In the midst of angry waves

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The Light

Last year, after many perturbations, life throws me to live in quite cozy flat in the attic. You may know it from some of my photos. The months spent there weren't bad. I had time to rearrange lot of things, lot of thoughts. I enjoyed as much time as I only could in nearby forests, meadows, around the rivers, ponds. It was good place to rest after tiring works for my foundation - the Pearl and ...

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Sketchbook

So many thoughts, experiences.

So many feelings, emotions.

Drawings to catch them. Collect them.

Drawings to sort out.

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Spirit of the Forest

Travels on wolf paws.
Inhales the aromas with fox noses.
Listens to sounds with deer ears.
Watches through the eyes of birds.

Sings in the rustling of the trees.
Dances as spider webs threads.
Sleeps in deep colonies of fungi and lichens.

If you've ever met such
you're really lucky.
Or dead.

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The Pearl - story about time

Probably most of you, my dears, know that I run Your Heritage Foundation. Non profit organisation that takes care of monuments, art, culture, history. One of our main projects, and my beloved one, is the Pearl - rebuilding and giving new life to former Protestant temple. Abandoned, destroyed by time, looted by people, left to oblivion... Space so unique. Filled with very own energy, that have n...

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Jumble

As we entered a new astronomical year, I decided to do cleanup on the disk, as it happened before.

The photos that you will see here are short moments, images that haven't got the whole set around them for different reasons, testing photos, pictures from exploring and checking new places, new ways...

Almost a year ago, life threw me into a different reality. Again. I could write abo...

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Legend

There are so many written.
There are so many told.

But there are also so many undiscovered.
Hidden deep and safe.
From human destruction...

Like wild spirits.
Impossible for human perception.

Slavic Affairs 

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Doff

Touch my skin with gentleness.
With admiration.
With dignity.

Discover strings that make weak my armour.
Create with me voices never known to humankind.
Feel the wildness tamed for so long...

Loose control with me.
Intoxicate with me.
In the clearest natural chemistry. 

And I'll sing for you the most beautiful song.
Song of pure love.

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Instructable

The world around is so cold and grey lately.

Hope you all are able to find a bit of inner light during waiting for the longer, warmer and more lively days.

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Tale of a Tale: Demiurgos

What do you think when you see a black horned goat? Satan, evil, witch, darkness? Well... That's how most people have been culturally conditioned. This type of thinking is often harmful and unjust. It's similar about people with a different shade of hair, people of different sexes, or simply other animals.

By taking a black goat under care, was little girl thinking of being a "dark true w...

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Silky Skin

Lazy morning with cloudy sky.

Time with such dying aura.

Time with such vanishing light around us.

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Tilia

Giving golden flowers

Full of health benefits for the body.

Gaining golden leaves

So pleasing for the spirit.

Patient, calm, majestic

Full of history.

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Through the Roots of Spells

Whole year prey

Cycle of the Nature

Force of the harmony

With elemental notes

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Breath of Liberty

And what does it mean to you...?

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Frozen Spriggan

Let me tell you a tale about good, yet cruel forest spirits - Spriggans. They are somekind of Nature guardians. Usually don't interact with humans, because they have very own, much more important businesses.

Don't understand lot of laws, behaviours from human society. Especially wickedness towards those beings who don't make any harm to world around. But panic fear of nudity, which is qui...

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Tranquility of Melancholy

When the world is shrouded in a moist, cool Mist caressing sweetly cheeks, and the leaves rustle deliciously under the feet, thoughts swirl in the recesses of the soul...

World so fabulous that it invites to get lost in its magic for a moment.

Mountain Song 

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Oakish Cats

Love.

Taking care of those who you say you love. Helping in their growth. Being for them in hard moments. Giving helpful hand, good word, comfortable silence.

When it's honestly mutual, we can experience real magic.

With my wonderful Pixie and Spriggan.

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Unleashed

Dancing flames.

Wave music.

Elements connected together.

Beauty of natural forces.

Free.

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Tale of a Tale: Driada

As  the autumnal evenings are longer and longer, and my heart still keeps her very alive around me, I thought about introducing you one of my very  first familiars - Driada.

Little girl has never felt the need to live with a cat. She respected  some of them, liked some of them, but saying "hello" and walking her way  was all she needed. Till time... At some po...

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Book Cover

My dear Patrons.

Maybe some of you already know that I've been on book covers many times. But always as a model for other photographers. Today I would like to share with you information about my self-portrait (this time with Agresja) used for the very first time for book cover.

That's so nice for me, as a creator, that someone chose my photo, which was created without particular pur...

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Kitty Heart

Are you afraid of being scratched?
Are you afraid of being bitten?
Are you afraid of being purred?

With pleasure...

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Temple of Art & Light

"Answers are like opium: the more you imbibe, the more you need. Which is why the sober man finds solace in mystery."
R. Scott Bakker, The Darkness That Comes Before

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In Autumnal Heart

The smell of wet cobwebs.

The touch of the roughness of the stone.

The soft rustle of falling leaves.

Simple droplets.

All this suspended in the silence of the sleepy fog.

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