small.
crawl.
fall.


sleeping.
pinned to the ground.
preserved. protected. fossilized.

when awake.
They crawled on your skin.
like rain.
Now they sleep.

Jewels in box.
packed up.
skeletons. empty shells.
I want you.

16 comments:

Anonymous said...

why do you kill them?

Anonymous said...

they'd look more beautiful, alive

Shutterfly said...

Hello Anonymous.
I didnt kill them! Are joo crazy. I'd never kill anything.
wouldnt hurt a fly.
this is part of an insect collectors treasure.
:)
I collect images. Not death.

Anonymous said...

ok:) my bad hee :)

Shutterfly said...

Foolish anonymous. :P

...and everything inbetween said...

this really is very beautiful.

Anonymous said...

shadap! ;)

vezunthra said...

reminds me of elliot. like an insect pinned and wriggling on the wall :) -vasu

Gulzar said...

shilo thanks for your comments dear...

n you know am a secret admirer of your photography...they are so raw...n rich you know...

love your compositions as well! keep em coming...

cheers!

duende said...

as flies to wanton boys, are we to the gods. they kill us for their sport.

Anonymous said...

lovely images.
do you have any other collections?

I also like the way you've presented everything. it's bloody brilliant!
You are a born artist!!

www.superhypersonic.com said...

Hey,
Interesting post.
And I really loved your blog.Its brilliant!!!
Loved the artistic aspect :)
Am gonna keep dropping by :)
SuperHyperSonic

Dark said...

There is no flaw. Everything is perfect, the immaculate colors, the tiniest anatomical details...and the shining crucifixes pinning them to the board topped with colorful beads.
Apparently all attempts to preserve their beauty has failed miserably to conceal the lack of poetry in motion.... the flapping of wings of a moth the cautious crawling of a beetle and many others....
How is it then any better than the graveyard .....

Dark said...

There is no flaw. Everything is perfect, the immaculate colors, the tiniest anatomical details...and the shining crucifixes pinning them to the board topped with colorful beads.
Apparently all attempts to preserve their beauty has failed miserably to conceal the lack of poetry in motion.... the flapping of wings of a moth the cautious crawling of a beetle and many others....
How is it then any better than the graveyard .....

haathi said...

when i saw this i thought hey shilo also collects bugs!

great stuff yo. i like. lots.

Shutterfly said...

thank you for the beautiful comment mr. dark.
:O)