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🇬🇧FROM THE PASTURES TO THE INTERIORS I beli

🇬🇧FROM THE PASTURES TO THE INTERIORS

I believe that horse beauty can also be emphasized by showing it in surrounding of interesting architecture - cozy stables, atmospheric buildings, historical monuments.

Recently I realized that I gathered quite collection of images with horses in places like that. One of them is this photograph of Polish Warmblood foal photographed in corridor of Nad Wigrami Stud stables (Poland).

With this image I would like to invite you on a journey to these visited places, where horses and architecture are merried into one beautiful piece. By following weeks I will share with you series of images from my favourite places arcoss the Europe.
Hope you will find it interesting!

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🇵🇱Z PASTWISK DO WNĘTRZ

Wierzę, że piękno konia można również podkreślić, dzięki otoczeniu ciekawej architektury - przytulnych stajni, klimatycznych budynków, historycznych zabytków.

Niedawno zdałam sobie sprawę, że zebrałam całkiem sporą kolekcję zdjęć z końmi w takich oto miejscach. Jednym z nich jest zdjęcie źrebaka rasy SP, sfotografowanego w korytarzu starych stajni Stadniny Koni Nad Wigrami (Polska).

Tą fotografią chciałabym zaprosić Was w podróż do odwiedzonych przeze mnie miejsc, gdzie konie i architektura tworzą całość. W ciągu następnych tygodni podzielę się z Wami serią zdjęć z moich ulubionych miejsc Europy.
Mam nadzieję, że będą one dla Was interesujące!

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I MISS... Missing traveling these days makes me

I MISS...

Missing traveling these days makes me realize how much my creativity relies on being in constant move.

Once I was complaining on not having enough time for everything. But now, I am truly unhappy to live on pause when it may seem like there is too much time to spare...
For ten times I prefer live in the car, on one suitcase, wake up each morning in different place, be tired from waking up after 4h of sleep for two weeks in a raw!

Deep down in my heart first I am a traveler, then a horse lover, and at the end a photographer. Taking one of these three pillars, kills my spirit to do other two...

From a few months I struggle with making my mind focused to work on my photographs. So many of them are there... but... I don't see them any more the same way as I did before... I don't hear my heart skipping the bit whenever I see extraordinary image... I don't feel the artistic power of extracting the beauty from a photo...

Something broke...

But however strong this frailty it, there is one thing which can not be taken from me - memories!
Memories of amazing horses photographed in spectacular locations. Memories of light conditions and other miracles which I whines almost every single time! And memories of people I met during these years of travels.

Contact with people met on my journey, those who I can call my friends now, it gives me the drive to search for motivation. Motivation to survive this difficult period and awake this spark within me again. These people don't let me forget why I do what I do. They bring me up and support me by smallest gestures and simplest words. This is enough and it means a lot!

But for now, my heart is just full of longing.

I miss my friends.
I miss meeting new people.
I miss fascination with beautiful sunrises.
I miss peace of golden sunsets.
I miss admiration of beautiful horses.
I miss traveling.
I miss being myself again.

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Me & McCartney's Wow Factor
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🇬🇧When this beautiful mare was trotting, her

🇬🇧When this beautiful mare was trotting, her mane undulating to the rhythm of her steps was catching very first rays of morning sun. Giving delicate golden glow, there is a beautiful fusion of fiery colors of autumn leaves with a cold shade of grasses wrapped in a heavy rime. Roan coloring of Kate's coat perfectly matches with texture of frosted flora.
There was something special about this session - Mother Nature's magic of combining fire and ice in perfect harmony!

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Crossbred mare Kate, ow. Daphné Pigeon, Canada

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🇬🇧When nature gives us such a magical specta

🇬🇧When nature gives us such a magical spectacles of firelike colors, then even the most ordinary portraits become extraordinary!
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🇵🇱Kiedy natura rozpuszcza nas tak magicznymi spektaklami o ognistych kolorach, wtedy nawet najzwyklejsze portrety stają się niezwykłe!

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Wonders of Canadian autumn forest 🍁✨🧡 ©

Wonders of Canadian autumn forest 🍁✨🧡

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Coconut, ow. Agatha Kacprzak, Canada

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“Anger is an assertion of rights and worth. It i

“Anger is an assertion of rights and worth. It is communication, equality, and knowledge. It is intimacy, acceptance, fearlessness, embodiment, revolt, and reconciliation. Anger is memory and rage. It is rational thought and irrational pain. Anger is freedom, independence, expansiveness, and entitlement. It is justice, passion, clarity, and motivation. Anger is instrumental, thoughtful, complicated, and resolved. In anger, whether you like it or not, there is truth.

Anger is the demand of accountability, It is evaluation, judgment, and refutation. It is reflective, visionary, and participatory. It's a speech act, a social statement, an intention, and a purpose. It's a risk and a threat. A confirmation and a wish. It is both powerlessness and power, palliative and a provocation. In anger, you will find both ferocity and comfort, vulnerability and hurt. Anger is the expression of hope.

How much anger is too much? Certainly not the anger that, for many of us, is a remembering of a self we learned to hide and quiet. It is willful and disobedient. It is survival, liberation, creativity, urgency, and vibrancy. It is a statement of need. An insistence of acknowledgment. Anger is a boundary. Anger is boundless. An opportunity for contemplation and self-awareness. It is commitment. Empathy. Self-love. Social responsibility. If it is poison, it is also the antidote. The anger we have as women is an act of radical imagination. Angry women burn brighter than the sun.

In the coming years, we will hear, again, that anger is a destructive force, to be controlled. Watch carefully, because not everyone is asked to do this in equal measure. Women, especially, will be told to set our anger aside in favor of a kinder, gentler approach to change. This is a false juxtaposition. Reenvisioned, anger can be the most feminine of virtues: compassionate, fierce, wise, and powerful. The women I admire most—those who have looked to themselves and the limitations and adversities that come with our bodies and the expectations that come with them—have all found ways to transform their anger into meaningful change. In them, anger has moved from debilitation to liberation.”
― Soraya Chemaly

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