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Description
“I am waiting, waiting for the words to come.
Silence is taking, taking up the space that is for you.
Naked skin wrapped in showers of silver blooms.
Sun’s out, defrosting years of clogged up strain.

Two tied up souls inhaling,
Searching for their own lives,
Longing to flush upon its shore to come to final rest.
Venomous clouds throw the sun into a shade.
The drunken earth begs for her
As the sky is missing its moon.

My world is shaking, breaking up the solid ground.
Slowly I’m waking, waking up to see through years of pain.
Drunken soul sinking, drowning in its misery.
Clear eyes are watching, staring at the vast sun.

Slow rivers of golden memories
Shivering down their broken spine,
Longing to flush upon its shore to come to final rest.
Venomous clouds throw the sun into a shade.
The drunken earth begs for her
As the sky is missing its moon.”

[ The Final Rest – Octavia Sperati ]

The idea of tying Richard’s hair to the branches of the trees crossed my mind right after we completed the shootin of A World Of Snow , when it was a bit covered in snow. I really like the final outcome of this photo, it conveyed the feelings I wanted to put into it.
Taken near Monfalcone, Italy.

Photo, concept, editing, styling: GothicNarcissus Photography
Model, grooming: Richard Novak

Description
“I am waiting, waiting for the words to come.
Silence is taking, taking up the space that is for you.
Naked skin wrapped in showers of silver blooms.
Sun’s out, defrosting years of clogged up strain.

Two tied up souls inhaling,
Searching for their own lives,
Longing to flush upon its shore to come to final rest.
Venomous clouds throw the sun into a shade.
The drunken earth begs for her
As the sky is missing its moon.

My world is shaking, breaking up the solid ground.
Slowly I’m waking, waking up to see through years of pain.
Drunken soul sinking, drowning in its misery.
Clear eyes are watching, staring at the vast sun.

Slow rivers of golden memories
Shivering down their broken spine,
Longing to flush upon its shore to come to final rest.
Venomous clouds throw the sun into a shade.
The drunken earth begs for her
As the sky is missing its moon.”

[ The Final Rest – Octavia Sperati ]

The idea of tying Richard’s hair to the branches of the trees crossed my mind right after we completed the shootin of A World Of Snow , when it was a bit covered in snow. I really like the final outcome of this photo, it conveyed the feelings I wanted to put into it.
Taken near Monfalcone, Italy.

Photo, concept, editing, styling: GothicNarcissus Photography
Model, grooming: Richard Novak