Art exhibition





Skarnes, Hedmark, Trekanten kulturhus
17/9-22 klokka 1000-1600
Norway.
Vår første kunstutstilling og vi er veldig spente, og ja, kunsten er til salgs.
-Lily-
Faith is seeing light with your heart when all your eyes see is darkness.





Skarnes, Hedmark, Trekanten kulturhus
17/9-22 klokka 1000-1600
Norway.
Vår første kunstutstilling og vi er veldig spente, og ja, kunsten er til salgs.
-Lily-
❤︎
@benraymondtriggs & @orkidedatter having art exhibition «Skumringstid» for the first time in Norway, Skarnes.
We looking forward to start something new this Autumn, follow us to join our ride in the land of wonder between the mountains and fjords…
❤︎ ❤︎ ❤︎ ❤︎ ❤︎ ❤︎ ❤︎ ❤︎ ❤︎
If you have facebook you can check out Ben Raymond Triggs art here https://www.facebook.com/Ben.R.Triggs
You can find him on instagram tooBen Raymond Triggs
You can find Orkidedatter here Orkidedatter
I’m so grateful ❤️
Lily
I’m his act of emotions


Join me, I hope to see you there🙌🏻❤️

❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎
She is sensual, sexual and passionate
a warrior
a Viking Princess
a northern light
a dark soul
a survivor
a Nordic woman
untamed beauty and a bold heart
artistic soul
a mother
a story keeper
a mysterious wilderness
the one who carry my ancients within the marrow of my bones
the one who have bathed in my own blood
the one who wear my scars like stars with proud and beauty.
I’m a vision and a dream
I’m a nightmare on the holy altar
I’m an ice maiden from a rebirth of
Hell and back.
I’m tender, fragile and only me
with all my flaws.
I’m a flame over a crystalline bridge between death and our world.
I’m a seed from cosmos and a
daughter of a courageous man of the woods, a woman of a force of nature.
I’m vulnerable and transparency,
but I’m a heart of acceptance and authenticity of my life…
I’m me and only me…
❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎
Orkidedatter

Talk to me as I was your cup of hot chocolate,
dive into my secrets today and
tell me if we are going to behave or not.
Dig into my aura of ambient tides and
sinful kisses, where your lips speak volume
and a fire breathing to destroy my
lake of wicked thoughts.
My mind eyes pierced the bottom of your
Spirit and my voice is an instrument
to play with your heartstrings within your soul.
Deep reflections from my tongue shines
on your warm, creamy skin. Your eyes have
moves like Salsa over my body,
exposed to touch my erogenious zones.
A primal grinding up and down where the
hunt begins and below where the
full of passion thrill ends.
Orkidedatter