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Eccentric Boogaloo. Music: Wifey Photography: Stanko Abadzic. Slideshow By JicjacA little homage to Abadžic for Kirsten & Andy from Richard and Jacqueline
Nude Fine Art Photography - Stanko Abadzic.mp4Stanko Abadzic, Stanko Abadžić, Fine Art Photography, Black & White Photography, Black & White Photographer
Rondo - Henry Purcellguitar : Andres Segovia pic : Stanko Abadžic
Pola ure kulture-Stanko Abadzic-Paris.aviStanko Abadzic, Stanko Abadžić, Fine Art Photography, Black & White Photography, Black & White Photographer, Pola ure kulture, Paris, Pariz
MojaRijeka.hr - Stanko AbadzicFoto klub Rijeka ugostio Stanka Abadžića u Državnom arhivu Rijeke u parku Nikole Hosta gdje je otvorio izlozbu fotografija pod nazivom "Pariški nedogledi" Cassandra Wilson - I can't stand the rainFotografie di Stanko Abadžić
Interview With Dana Barsuhn, Film Los Angeles Street Photographer With Leica M4Had a quick chat with my buddy Dana Barsuhn, a fellow street photographer from Los Angeles who shoots film on his Leica M4. Check out his work at danabarsuhn.com See Ibarionex Perello at http Google Stanko Abadzic for some other great work
Sarah Jane Morris - Chelsea hotelPicture by Stanko Abadzic LYRICS:I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel, you were talking so brave and so sweet, giving me head on the unmade bed, while the limousines wait in the street. Those were the reasons and that was New York, we were running for the money and the flesh. And that was called love for the workers in song probably still is for those of them left. Ah but you got away, didn't you babe, you just turned your back on the crowd, you got away, I never once heard you say, I need you, I don't need you, I need you, I don't need you and all of that jiving around. I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel you were famous, your heart was a legend. You told me again you preferred handsome men but for me you would make an exception. And clenching your fist for the ones like us who are oppressed by the figures of beauty, you fixed yourself, you said, "Well never mind, we are ugly but we have the music." And then you got away, didn't you babe... I don't mean to suggest that I loved you the best, I can't keep track of each fallen robin. I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel, that's all, I don't even think of you that often.
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