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The latest development at Hulley's is the introduction of a fast bus between Chesterfield and Bakewell, offering a town to town time of just half an hour, the service then continuing beyond Chesterfield New Beetwell Street to the Railway Station, making it a very handy connection for anyone transferring from the train wanting the peaks.
11 leaves Baslow behind with an X70 to Bakewell direct.
Last upload from the balloon shoot.
This comes out a little funny on different computers...if anything, tilt your screen back a bit :)
The first one in comments is a tiny frog that was in the grass by my tripod! So adorable<3 (Ell this picture is for you! ;D)
The second one is my dad. I loved the flares! (Both are SOOC)
Have a wonderful weekend!
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pastel 11
water soluble pastels on cardboard framed on wood.
24" x 19"
normally i paint, collage, mixed media on/in wood. my art is usually quite "dark and often "bloody".
i have recently been experimenting with pastels.
therefore i decide to "try" my hand at pastel using my usual cast of characters that one normally sees in my art.
i am quite surprised with how the piece has turned out. although the "people" that are represented in this piece are ones i've used before they have never been used in quite this way..by that i mean......so "cheerful"!!! ( as i view the piece). normally my art is rather dark, has lots of grim figures, "blood", etc. but this piece practically sparkles with pinks, light blue, turquoise, bright oranges, yellows. and, i think, that changes the nature of the piece.
what do i think of this art piece? hmmmm......i think i rather like it.....
considering that it started out only as an "experiment" and not intended to be a "serious" piece, i suppose i have achieved my goal. i now know i can use pastel with my usual people/figures/hands/etc. but....i also know that pastel and "blood" do not mix..at least not for me, not at this moment. maybe as i try again "there will be blood" !
april 2008-here's some fun news: i just sold two of my (new medium for me) pastels..."pastel 2: why are they crying?" and "pastel 10".
i also sold "pastel 5: paradise" found a few weeks ago.
i made all these new pastels for my upcoming "artomatic" art show, 29 may-5 july.
i am mega psyched. three pastels sold before the show even opens. luckily i've continued to work so i have others i can hang and still have the 12 i wanted to hang...just not the "original" 12!
on exhibition at:
Artomatic
55 M St.
Washington, DC, S.E.
29 may-5 July, 2009
Flux
Arlington, VA.
18 April 2009
jenniferbeinhacker.com
art outside the edge
That was this weeks theme...my youngest has yet again inherited his older brothers bicycle but he's thrilled to have 21 gears !
Finally got back to the Zoo with my new lens. I still need practice but was able to get better distance photos. Have a wonderful new week everyone!!!!
Sapete cosa significa sentirsi a casa?
Respirare.
Riempire i polmoni di vita.
Svegliarsi senza stanchezza per poter vivere un'altra giornata,
e sperare finisca il più tardi possibile.
La mia casa è Galway.
Lo è stata per due settimane.
E si è presa un pezzo del mio cuore.
La mia metà della mela.
Do you know how does it feel feeling at home?
Breathing.
Fill your lungs with life.
Waking up without tiredness to live another day,
and hope that it will end later than possible.
My home is Galway.
It has been it for two weeks.
And it takes a piece of my heart.
The other side of the apple.
My 52weeks project with IGP.
Please respect my work.
© All rights reserved Francesca Di Vaio
03-01-2008
Massay, Morocco
CARRO DE LA COMPRA SERIE
SHOPPING CART SERIES
Please, do not use this photo without permission
Por Favor no usar esta fotografía sin permiso
saturdays are a gift, no matter how they are spent. writing, reading, making bread + soup, walking, chasing the sun when it finally came out and being so grateful for each moment.
O the depth of the riches both of the wisdom and knowledge of God! how unsearchable are his judgments, and his ways past finding out!
Romans 11: 33 (KJV)
Gibsons steps, Great Ocean Road.
My new toy was delivered today (canon 24mm 1.4fII) nice bit of kit.
this is about 25min shot, for future shots I think this is to short and would prefer 40+ (next time)
Not sure ill be able to convince my lovely wife to go out again tomorrow to shot the 40min version and im way to scared of the dark to be going down the beach where over the years may a ship has perished and many sailors have lost their lives (Ghost ships and all)
Anyway the lens!! awesome, pin sharp and fast as. will be my all rounder from now. minor draw back is a bit more panoing to get a few wider angle shots.
The shot.
Went for the midnight blue feel.
Single 25min. doing a stack and single shot in one night was pushing it.
NR on (awesome, couldn't spot a single bit of noise at all) Image a hair soft but thats easy fixed.
Moonlight foreground about 30% at the moment, I think.
F2.5
iso 100
24mm holds the circle a lot better than last nights shot.
Again if you haven't tried NR on a 5dII for a long exposure, its crazy good.
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Atlantis, Atlantic Ocean - 8:30 PM
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I arrived at Atlantis a little later than i had anticipated. I swam down slowly, but surely. I look around to examine the beautiful, big city of Atlantis. A guard almost spotted me until I quickly hid behind a few broken Atlantean columns. All the sea creatures left besides one dolphin. It wouldn’t stop following me. I did not mind this, however. He may be of some help. The guard looked over at my direction and started walking over to the broken columns. I tried my hardest to hide, but he caught me. He was shocked to see me. He seems as if he just saw a Kraken.
“Y-You’re back..” He mutters.
“That i am. Are you siding with your King or Ocean Master?” I respond.
“You are not my king! Long live King Garth!” He screams, before trying to attack me with his spear. I block it with the prongs of my trident. The Atlantean magic started to power up, and it blasted him away. His body bounced and rolled away.
“Good grief, would you shut up?” I mutter under my breath.
The other guards see this and run towards them. I guess i won’t find a single loyal warrior, will I? Three of them charge at me, while the other two run towards the castle. My guess is to tell Shark and Garth I’m here.
“Stop right there!” The guard screams, readying his spear for an attack.
“You do know you won’t beat me, right?” I say.
They start to attack me by trying to slash the spear on my face. I block with my trident. Trying my hardest not to injure them badly, i knock all three out with the bottom of my trident. I throw them to the ground with the other guards. Again, about a dozen of guards were sprinting towards me. The only thing i can do is use my Atlantean magic. Some looked as if they were forced into this. I started to activate my trident and my hands. My eyes turn into a silver blue. I blast them with my powers, they all get blasted away. Mother would tell me how my grandfather would do this while in war. Then, someone stabbed me with a dagger behind me, in my shoulder. My eyes widen as i turn around. It was the man who was there last time at the base. He didn’t have a beard this time, though.
I quickly pull the dagger out of my shoulder and stab him in his stomach. He shows some pain, then goes for a uppercut. He succeeds and i fall back. I go for a kick, but he grabs my leg, lifts me up, and throws me. Next thing i know, we’re in the main part of Atlantis. I lay there in pain, moaning, and groaning. Then, i look up, and King Shark is there. But no sign of Garth.
“We told you not to come, child. But you disobeyed us, and now you will die!” He barks. He then tries to slash me with his fins, I quickly jump up and away from him. I slip out a dagger from the dagger holder on my leg and throw it to his chest. He barely flinches, and just pulls it out his chest. I look at him in shock. He menacingly chuckles, then speaks.
“Don’t look so surprised, child. I’ve been through much more than a dagger to the chest.”
I back away slowly. My trident is all the way up there, and I’m down here. I must think of a way to get it. The first thing that pops into my mind is the dolphin. I telepathically control the dolphin and tell him to bring me my trident. He quickly swims over to my trident and grabs it. He swims over to me and hands it to me. I quickly grab it from him and attack Shark with it. Before i do, the man comes and attacks me. I quickly knock him down, grab his daggers, and stab his ball joints. I refrain from killing him, though. Because that it not the kind of man i am nor do i want to be like that. I kick him straight in the stomach, which knocks him out.
Shark charges at me with his fins, I block it with the prongs of my trident. I stab him in his hip. To my surprise, he shows some pain. Enraged, he throws me into the wall of a building. A spike of pain goes through my body. He swims over to me and punches me rapidly all over my body. He slashes my face with his fins, then throws me to the wall of the castle. I couldn’t move. I tried my hardest to get up, and succeed. I felt wobbly, but i could move enough. Shark walks into the castle, ready to kill me. He charges at me and throws me to the ground. He keeps punching me in my face. I felt as if i was going to die within minutes, and i was.
“Goodbye, King.” He growls, before getting ready to end me.
He lifts his fist up and aims to finish me.
“STOP!” Someone screams. Shark stops abruptly and backs away from me.
“I am sorry, my king.” He whispers, almost afraid.
It was Garth. He started to walk down the steps towards me. I couldn’t move, i was barely breathing, and everything was echoing.
“Did I not tell you to leave him to me?” He asks.
“I-” Garth cuts him off.
“Leave, NOW!” He barks.
Shark quickly swims away from the castle. Garth continues to walk down to me. His footsteps echoed in my ears. He looks down at me with a golden, purple, and black helmet. He takes it off to reveal his face, then speaks to me.
“Hello, Brother.”
My eyes widen as he speaks. I try to speak, but couldn’t. He kicks me in the face, not killing me, but knocking me out. Everything goes black as his words echo in my ears.
I was still knocked out when i heard someone calling my name. I wake up in a prison cell. I cough and spit out blood, and catch my breath as soon as i wake up, observe the prison cell as soon as my eyes open. I look to the right of me and see my uncle Neal and others in a cell.
“Arthur! What happened?!” He asks worriedly.
I look at him in shock.
“U-Uncle?” I ask.
My face was still in pain, I could barely feel it.
“I-I can’t believe it’s you! You’re back!”
I look at him, disappointed in myself.
“I’m sorry, I failed you and all of Atlantis. I shouldn’t have left.”
He looks at me, with a concerned face.
“You sound just like your father. Anytime something bad would happen, he would blame it on himself.” He says.
“But it’s true.. It is all my fault any of this has happened.”
He smiles at me.
“No. You had not a choice but to leave. Listen to me, Arthur. We will get out of here, and we will take back Atlantis. If there’s one thing your father taught me, is to always have hope, Arthur. Always have hope.”
I look around and spot all of the warriors in the other prison cells. They were the ones who still believed in me. They saw me as their king, and i was. I will claim my kingdom, and i will cure it. This isn’t the end. There’s still hope, there’s always hope.