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Laundry? || Parkina

Parker had already thrown the money at Brad, telling him to take Penny out tonight and get a hotel after dinner. Sure, they had sex a lot, but Parker was already wanting more. He went downstairs to find his wife putting dinner on the table. Brad and Penny came down after and they all ate a quick meal. Then the two highschoolers were gone and it was just the two of them. Parker winked at his wife as he stood up and walked over to her. His arms wrapped around her and he pulled her as close to him as possible.

Lips touched down on her neck, kissing and nibbling. She smelled so good and looked so good. “Baby…damn…” he said as he lifted his face from her neck. “You are so hot. Damn…have your way with me tonight, babe.” He went back down her chest as his hands played with the hem of his shirt on her. “You look good in my shirt. But I swear, you look better when it’s on the floor.”

Down on one knee he went. “Irina…Hell, I wanted to do this a lot differently and when the time was right but shit…when is the time ever right? Okay that sounded bad…I mean, there’s never a perfect time because when you love someone it’s always the right time…” The man shook his head. Sometimes he wasn’t the best with words. “What I’m trying to say, Irina, is that regardless of the reasons behind us getting married so fast, I love you. I love you with everything that I am. And I want to be with you for the rest of my life. I don’t care what anyone says…you, sweet angel, were meant for me. God decided that we were meant to be together…simple as…so, Irina, will you do me the honor of marrying me?”

-Parker Scavo, Pretty Little Wisteria Lane. 

If this flawlessness is stolen you will have a very angry Summer, Chanci and Becca after you.

All My Loving || Parkina

Parker was happy with his and Brad’s work. He had walked in after Brad and saw the two of them off, smiling as Irina took their pictures. They were gone and he smiled softly as he wrapped his arms around his wife. “Baby…I have an idea. How about you go dress in something really nice and we will go out to eat, okay?” He kissed the side of her head and then turned her around in his arms. He kissed her lips and winked at her. “I think you deserve it after last night." 

He bit his lip slowly as he watched her walk upstairs. Now it was time for him to get ready. The boy quickly went into the guest bedroom downstairs and found the suit he had left in there. He started to change into it and couldn’t help smiling. He knew that she would like this, hoped she would at least. The boy finished getting dressed, making sure his new dress shoes looked awesome. 

His hair was done and he was feeling pretty fly. He waited at the end of the stairs and called her name. "Irina, babe…when you are ready I’ll be down here.” He couldn’t wait to see her face when she saw what he did for her.

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Grup daha sonra “Biz istiуoruz ki ezilenleri уerуüzünde önderler kılalım” уazılı pankart açarak kortej eȿliğinde Saraçhane Parkı'na doğru Fevzipaȿa ve Macar kardeȿler Caddelerini kullanarak уürüуüȿe geçti. Antikapitalist Müslümanlar grubu уürüуüȿ boуunca, “İȿçiler ölüуor, sermaуe büуüуor” ve “1 Maуıs direniȿ, zulme isуan" sloganları attı.




POLİS, SARAÇHANE PARKINA ALMADI


Grup, Saraçhane Parkı'nda basın açıklaması уapmak istemesi üzerine polis уetkilileri ile уaklaȿık уarım saat anlaȿmaуa çalıȿtı. Polis ekipleri Saraçhane Parkı'nda basın açıklaması уapmak isteуen Antikapitalist Müslümanlar grubuna parkın уan tarafında bulunan İtfaiуe parkında basın açıklaması уapmasına müsaade etti.



Antikapitalist Müslümanlar grubundan Sedat Doğan, 1 Maуıs'ta 4 уıldır Fatih Camii'nden alanlara çıktıklarını belirterek, “Taksime giriȿin izinli olduğu 1 Maуıs'ta alanlara çıkmıȿtık. Daha sonra ki iki sene 1 Maуıs'larda bizi müdahalede bulundular. Bu sene birçok sivil toplum kuruluȿu ile anlaȿarak bir arada kalıp, hep birlikte mücadele etmenin doğru olduğunu önemsedik. Bu topraklarda уaȿadığımız coğrafуada iȿçi ve emekçilerin, ezilenlerin, kadınlarla уoksulların mücadelesinde birlikte olacağız. Burada toplanarak istediğimiz mesajı burada oluȿturacağımız forumda dile getireceğiz" dedi.


 

Gruptan bazı kiȿilerin daha sonra birlikte itfaiуe parkında saf tutarak Cuma namazı kıldıkları görüldü. 

Prom Date || Parkina

Parker had gotten a call early that week about being a prom chaperone. He was an alumni of the school, left in good standing and was now one of the wealthiest men on the lane. Of course, his money came from Irina, but still. The school also figured that since he was a married man with kids on the way, he would be more responsible. That was probably true. Well, maybe. Parker had agreed to it and said he would be there with his wife. But the problem was it was Thursday and he still hadn’t asked Irina. This was kind of daunting for him. With Taylor, they had been dating and it was just assumed. He didn’t go all out or fancy. Okay, he bought her a rose and did something kind of corny to ask her, but with Irina it had to be good. It would be her first real prom and he wanted to make it special for her.

The man had decided to do it in a quirky song. He was always so goofy and silly. He figured it was the best thing to do. He saw her lounging on the couch and the man walked in, guitar in hand. He was only going to play a quick little melody to go with his song. Parker sat on the coffee table in front of her, perfectly aware that she wouldn’t be happy with him for doing that. “Hey we are married, and this is crazy, but here’s a rose, so prom maybe?” he sang before grabbing a rose and handing it to her.

Types of Photomontage

David Hockney:

Hockney uses a collection of his own different images and merges them together,I love his work and have used it as inspiration a lot of times.This style of cubism is very creative and I am able to see different elements and angles of one image from the collection of image put together.

Annegret Soltau:

Soltau uses her own self portraits to distort in her series ‘personal identity’.Here she has stitched over her face using her own credit card.Overlapping in a photo montage is defiantly for more hand-made collages,This module consists of digitally montaging my work together so I doubt I would use this technique in my final image.

Anna Parkina:

Anna creates utopian and almost dream like images.She uses mixed media like paint along side her photographs.The black and white images really stand out against the color pictures.

Tres Roemer:

Tres Roemer uses a much more abstract approach,he uses alot of landscape instead of portraits which suggests a different meaning within the collages.Landscape montages could be constructed as more political because they are a key element of where a place is and why that place is being used in the collage.

Karoliina Paappa:

Paappa’s use of photo montage is very unique, she take printed images and creates her own 3D collage to then photograph her photo montage.This series is very clever but also very creepy.The image is out of the box and moving foward within the dada movement and in photomontage all together.

I Don't Share || Parkina

Parker sighed as he tossed away the burger wrapper and his drink. After his horrible day, he just wanted to lay with his wife, talk to her and the talk about the babies. But things hardly ever happened the way he wanted them. After telling Irina he would get the ice cream, Spencer jumped in on it and Irina invited her to come over. Not only did she do that, she called her ‘baby.’ Usually this didn’t bother the boy but lately it was getting to be a bit too much and he didn’t like it. At all. After seeing Spencer’s reply to a confession about them being 'fake lesbians’ together, he was about to blow. He loved Spencer, he did, but sometimes she took it too far and Irina was his wife. You just don’t do that. 

But he wasn’t going to mention this to anyone because he didn’t want to look like the bad guy. He was glad Irina had friends, he really was, but sometimes he just needed her. He had told her he would be gone for a couple of hours visiting someone but in reality he made his way to a diner that Brad worked at sometimes and decided to eat and play the pinball machine for a while. But now he was done and he was ready to go home. He left the burger joint and got into his truck. Ten minutes later, he pulled into their driveway, parked his truck in the garage and made his way up to the door.

Parker walked in and hung his light jacket up on the coat rack. He took his shoes off by the door and walked up the stairs to their room. Penny was still out, with Brad no doubt, and that was cool with him. He turned the handle to the door and walked in, smiling just slightly at his wife. His day had not gone well but hopefully it would end really great. “Hey babe.”

Last Night in Paradise || Parkina

After Irina finished ordering room service, Parker pulled her on the bed with him. He put on some cheesy romance movie and started to watch it with her. It was all to wait for dinner. Then the real fun would begin. But, honestly, Parker didn’t need sex all the time. Sure, he talked about it a lot, but he was twenty years old and married to a woman who could be a model. And she was Russian. Add in the fact that she was amazing and loved him as much as he loved her, well, he hit the jackpot. So sex was on his mind a lot. Sue him. But now he was just going to wait until dinner.

Once it arrived, Parker and Irina ate their meal, both looking up to meet the others eyes and then looking back down. This was how their meal was consumed. It actually made things better for what was going to happen in the bath. Most people wouldn’t want to take a bath with their significant other because bathtubs were usually small. Not this one. No, it was huge, easily fitting four or five people in it. Not that there would be any one other than them. Once the food was done, Parker got up and went to the bathroom to start the bath. He didn’t feel like adding anything extra, just wanting it to be him and his wife.

Parker turned as she walked into the room. He gave he a small smile as he walked closer to her. He had brought his iHome for his iPod and plugged both in. He put it on his slow playlist and the sounds of Unchained Melody began to play and he sang along with them as he moved to her. "Oh, my love, my darling, I’ve hungered for your touch, A long, lonely time, And time goes by so slowly, And time can do so much, Are you still mine? I need your love, I need your love, God speed your love to me!“ The entire time he was singing, he was slowly peeling her clothing off.

I do, cherish you || Parker&Irina

The doors of the hospital closed behind them. Parker had his wife around the shoulders as he led her to his truck. He had been at Preston’s bedside when he got the text from Irina. Spencer hurting herself was a shock for him but even more so that Irina had found her. He was heart broken for his wife. From the moment he saw Irina, he had been by her side. Now he needed to get her home and the blood off of her. 

The ride home was silent. Parker had taken her hand in his and had not let go. Irina’s eyes did not leave the road ahead as tears fell down her face. Parker knew she was in shock. Finally, they pulled into the driveway and Parker parked his truck in the garage. The truck was off and he was out of it and to her door in no time. The man gently pulled his wife into his arms and cradled her body into his. It was moments like this that he realized how small she really was.

Penny was still out at Brad’s and he figured she would be there all night. He trusted her so he wasn’t worried. The man made his way to their bedroom and into their bathroom. He sat her down on the toilet and started the water. He made sure it was warm before he turned to her and began stripping her down. Normally at this point, there would be hands everywhere and mouths kissing every inch of skin viable. However, Parker knew tonight was not the night. Of course that didnt bother him. He just wanted his wife better.

As soon as the bloody sweater and dress were off of her and into the trash, Parker picked her up and placed her in the water. He grabbed a washcloth and dipped it into the hot water. His large hands traveled her body as he washed away excess blood. He grabbed the shampoo and began working her hair into a lather. “All I am, all I’ll be, everything in this world, all that I’ll ever need, is in your eyes, shining at me, when you smile I can feel all my passion unfolding, your hand touches mine, and a thousand sensations seduce me cause I, I do, cherish you, for the rest of my life you don’t have to think twice, I will, love you still, from the depths of my soul, it’s beyond my control, I waited so long to say this to you, If your asking do I love you this much, I do…

As he finished singing, he rinsed the last bit of soap out of her hair and rinsed it off her body as well. Parker got a towel and helped her out, drying her off. He took her hand in his as he led her to the bedroom. He put one of his shirts on her and got her in bed. He stripped down to his boxers and climbed into bed beside her. She curled into a ball and clung to him. He could feel her tears as he sang ‘I’ll Be Seeing You’ to her. She soon fell asleep in his arms. He sighed and held her close. Soon he was nodding off to sleep; both of their bodies wrapped up in each other.