In the fading light, one thousand five hundred Glossy Ibis flew to their roost.
It was our best guess, but there was no questioning the magic.
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All images unless otherwise noted were photographed or drawn by me.
Please ask for my permission before using anything contained within this blog. Thank you!
art / appetite / adventure
Harika is the Turkish word for wonderful, marvellous, extraordinary. It has always been one of my most favourite words, for both its meaning and the pleasure of pronouncing it.
Welcome to Harika, the adventures of a compulsive sketcher.
Welcome to Harika, the adventures of a compulsive sketcher.
The Art / The Appetite
The Adventures
The open road
The Archive
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2012
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December
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- of the ocean
- happy, harika holidays
- outside lisbon
- fading facades
- the sound of gulls
- four
- with a pencil and an appetite
- breakfast of champions
- menekşe
- the rise of the moustache index
- the blue hour
- gannets over the atlantic
- pork
- from the edge of the deep green sea
- salt water gifts
- estuary
- the smell of salt, and the coming rain
- sintra's shades of pink
- tall, and small
- crocodile gargoyles and mythical seabeasts
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December
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5 comments:
Just beautiful!
Isn't it a lovely place?
Beautiful water shots. Love all but the first one is my favorite. May I have your permission to use that photo for a watercolor?
Beautiful photos.
They remind me of where I grew up in SE England.
Thank you, Jude.
You may use it only for a watercolour, but if you post it anywhere online, please do credit me with the original photo, and include a link. Thanks so much for asking— I appreciate it!
Thank you, Sue :)
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