Actress Kristin Kreuk HD Instagram Photos and Wallpapers May 2023

Kristin Kreuk Instagram - Listen. I don’t love getting my photo taken. Ask any friend I have ever had. Because of my job, I feel capable of getting photoshoots done. Efficiently and with minimal grumbling. That said, I haven’t had pictures taken of me commissioned by me since I was 18 (headshots). I realize now that part of why the self-commissioned process is challenging is that I have to look at all these pictures of myself and I struggle to not be super judge-y. But part of why it’s great(!) is that there is a much higher chance of getting shots that are more reflective of me. Kristine did that. I think. I mean. Who knows. I have no idea what external representation reflects me best. Ha. But! Kristine took many shots that reflect what I think best represents me. I’ve included two that she posted as they are lovely. I have also included one that hasn’t been touched up but makes me laugh (the 3rd image). The final image is not Kristine’s—it was taken by Marcus on the set of Burden of Truth and I feel it helps to complete the story. Anywho (apparently it’s “anyhoo” y’all)! I’m still picking pictures. But you all will see them as time passes. If you are in Vancouver and want some lovely shots of yourself— @theportraitsessions Pictures 1-3 taken by @theportraitsessions and 💄 by @beautyreawakened Edited to add: to the person who asked me about Lana’s book recommendation via a friend at Steel City Con: I think I have an answer!

Listen. I don’t love getting my photo taken. Ask any friend I have ever had. Because of my job, I feel capable of getting photoshoots done. Efficiently and with minimal grumbling. That said, I haven’t had pictures taken of me commissioned by me since I was 18 (headshots). I realize now that part of why the self-commissioned process is challenging is that I have to look at all these pictures of myself and I struggle to not be super judge-y. But part of why it’s great(!) is that there is a much higher chance of getting shots that are more reflective of me. Kristine did that. I think. I mean. Who knows. I have no idea what external representation reflects me best. Ha. But! Kristine took many shots that reflect what I think best represents me. I’ve included two that she posted as they are lovely. I have also included one that hasn’t been touched up but makes me laugh (the 3rd image). The final image is not Kristine’s—it was taken by Marcus on the set of Burden of Truth and I feel it helps to complete the story. Anywho (apparently it’s “anyhoo” y’all)! I’m still picking pictures. But you all will see them as time passes. If you are in Vancouver and want some lovely shots of yourself— @theportraitsessions Pictures 1-3 taken by @theportraitsessions and 💄 by @beautyreawakened Edited to add: to the person who asked me about Lana’s book recommendation via a friend at Steel City Con: I think I have an answer!

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Kristin Kreuk Instagram - It’s been a magnificent few weeks in Scotland filled with hill walking, old buildings, smoked fish, and islands (also sheep, coos, whisky, gorse, and heather). I have about a bajillion pics. These are 10. I may post more in stories just to exhaust you. (Also—I’ll be in Dortmund, Germany this weekend for a con—hope to see some of you there. Or in Telford next weekend!)

It’s been a magnificent few weeks in Scotland filled with hill walking, old buildings, smoked fish, and islands (also sheep, coos, whisky, gorse, and heather). I have about a bajillion pics. These are 10. I may post more in stories just to exhaust you. (Also—I’ll be in Dortmund, Germany this weekend for a con—hope to see some of you there. Or in Telford next weekend!)

Kristin Kreuk Instagram - It’s a day I don’t celebrate but appreciate that many others do. I hope you are all loving each other and yourselves in ways that help you grow, feel cozy, break your heart (and mend it), make you brave, and allow you to hide when necessary. My cats and I present your feed with pink and red pictures of us along with poetry by the brilliant Eve Ewing. Origin Story(by Eve Ewing from her book “Electric Arches”) “This is true: my mother and my father met at the Grevhound bus station in the mid-eighties in Chicago. my mother, all thick glass and afro puff, came west on the train when she was nineteen, lived in a friend's house and cared for her children, played tambourine in a Chaka Khan cover band. my'father, all sleeveless and soft eye, ran away from home when he was seventeen, mimeographed communist newspapers and drew comic books like this one, for sale. one dollar. my mother bought one. love is like a comic book. it's fragile and the best we can do is protect it in whatever clumsy ways we can: plastic and cardboard, dark rooms and boxes. in this way, something never meant to last might find its way to another decade, another home, an attic, a basement, intact. love is paper. and if my parents' love was a comic book, it never saw polyvinyl, never felt a backing. it was curled into a back pocket for a day at the park, lent to a friend, read under covers, reread hanging upside down over the back of the couch, memorized, mishandled, worm thin, staples rusted. a love like that doesn’t last but it has a good ending.” -Eve Ewing Photo of me by @theportraitsessions

It’s a day I don’t celebrate but appreciate that many others do. I hope you are all loving each other and yourselves in ways that help you grow, feel cozy, break your heart (and mend it), make you brave, and allow you to hide when necessary. My cats and I present your feed with pink and red pictures of us along with poetry by the brilliant Eve Ewing. Origin Story(by Eve Ewing from her book “Electric Arches”) “This is true: my mother and my father met at the Grevhound bus station in the mid-eighties in Chicago. my mother, all thick glass and afro puff, came west on the train when she was nineteen, lived in a friend’s house and cared for her children, played tambourine in a Chaka Khan cover band. my’father, all sleeveless and soft eye, ran away from home when he was seventeen, mimeographed communist newspapers and drew comic books like this one, for sale. one dollar. my mother bought one. love is like a comic book. it’s fragile and the best we can do is protect it in whatever clumsy ways we can: plastic and cardboard, dark rooms and boxes. in this way, something never meant to last might find its way to another decade, another home, an attic, a basement, intact. love is paper. and if my parents’ love was a comic book, it never saw polyvinyl, never felt a backing. it was curled into a back pocket for a day at the park, lent to a friend, read under covers, reread hanging upside down over the back of the couch, memorized, mishandled, worm thin, staples rusted. a love like that doesn’t last but it has a good ending.” -Eve Ewing Photo of me by @theportraitsessions

Kristin Kreuk Instagram - Back home in Vancouver (where it is so so gorgeous right now) looking back at the last month of traveling. Thank you to Scotland and England for the adventures! Some final images.

Back home in Vancouver (where it is so so gorgeous right now) looking back at the last month of traveling. Thank you to Scotland and England for the adventures! Some final images.