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1116 180 in Innsbruck.

Erfurt, Aug/2023

Am 14.02.23 passiert die ÖBB 1293 180 den Dormagener Rangierbahnhof mit ihrem Richtung Köln fahrenden Kesselwagenzug.

Erfurt, Oct/2015

How did it come to this

Heavy fog all morning but then the sun did come out. It didn't warm up much, though... 5C/41F

 

In Explore

In sosta a Brugge in spinta all'IC 535 Welkenraedt/Oostende.

Brugge 02/09/2023

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@The Seasons Story

oyasumi / wooden cart

oyasumi / pumpkin (L)

oyasumi / pumpkin (M)

oyasumi / pumpkin (S)

oyasumi / log candles

oyasumi / curly candle

oyasumi / pumpkin candle

 

The Seasons Story

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@5th Anniversary of Boudoir GROUP GIFT

dress: Daydream Lace Black

 

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pose: Bauhaus Movement - Ballerina 2

 

Bauhaus Movement

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Day 180

 

This project is becoming increasingly difficult and un-motivating. Hopefully something changes soon, but it's slowly getting more and more frustrating. Here's an oldie from December for today.

Medienhafen Düsseldorf, 21.08.2008

 

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Auf dem Weg nach CZ ist 180 012 in Schmilka-Hirschmühle

180° View from Ridgeview Park

We were heading to a classic car meeting, but I had no clue we were nearing the location when we started seeing all these cars.

Koblenz punt waar de Moezel in de Rijn komt.

 

Meer dan 180 graden panorama.

 

180° Panorama

  

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Solargraph set up just after the winter solstice. An improvement on the last effort - I made the can much more waterproof, and also tilted it back to make sure it captured the highest track. (Just!)

I find it hard to believe we had that much sunny weather.

 

I used some black and white photo paper dating from the late 1960s...

street badalona 18/05/08

München (ArabellaPark), Dec/2015

 

Life wasn’t meant to be taken in large movements. The next day will inevitably arrive, you’ll sleep, and the moment will have passed. But when you have a hundred thousand small moments, you can step back and appreciate the picture a lot more than metaphorically blowing your load on some grand moment that, in all honesty, look, you’re not Bruce Fucking Springsteen, you’re not going to be able to blow everyone’s mind every single night. You’re not Romeo and/or Juliet. There’s no reason to drink the poison together in some flame-out gesture. So that leaves us with the small stuff. It’s all about the detail.

 

That’s what love is. Attention to detail.

 

And the moment will end. And then things will get boring. And it might get a little quiet. And it might all end horribly. And you might hate eachother at the end. And you might walk away from eachother one day and never speak again. But that’s just how it goes.

 

But she’ll remember the time you held the door open for her on your first date.

She’ll remember the time you laughed at her impression of the landlady.

She’ll remember the time you stayed up all night that first time.

She’ll remember the small things a lot longer than the big ones.

 

But everything ends. And I’ll tell you why you have to make the small things, the small moments count so much more:

 

One day, probably a while longer from now, when old age takes ahold of someone, she might just only remember your smile. Everything you ever did together, every second, every moment, every beat, every morning spent in bed, every evening spent together on the sofa, all of that - gone. Everything you ever did will be reduced to the head of a pin. She won’t remember your name. She’ll just remember your smile, and she’ll smile. She won’t know why. It’s a base, gut reaction. But she’ll smile, uncontrollably, and it will come from somewhere so deep as to know that you touched her on a primal, honest, and true level that no scientist, scholar, or savant could everbegin to explain. There is no more. There is nothing else. There is just this: She’ll remember your smile, and she’ll smile.

 

And you know what? That’s all that really matters in the end.

Aleksander Walmann doing a Bs 180 out of an old barn over these spikes to flat back in November 2008. The reason why I haven't posted this one yet is because I have always been really stoked about it, and never lost hope of getting it published. And a few months back I received an e-mail from the director of Ski & Snow New Zealand asking if I wanted a six-page checkout in the next issue. It obviously wasn't a hard decision, and this picture turned out as a full page in the magazine! So pretty stoked on that :-)

  

Nikon D700 with Nikon 10,5 f/2.8 fisheye

 

Strobist

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Elinchrom Ranger in reflector to my right

Vivitar 285HV inside the barn pointed at rider

  

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Highest #121 on Explore.

Today we parked up at a woodland we'd never visited before - even though it's only a 20 minute drive from us. Just out for the woodland was this stunning view.

Erfurt, Aug/2014

This was supposed to be for yesterday, but I knew it was going to take a lot of work to edit, so I didn't even try to finish it last night, also...I'm on vacation so deal with it. I wanted to try out some new techniques. I'm pretty happy with this one.

 

*Flickr sharpening did not do justice to this one.

 

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Erfurt, Oct/2015

EXO 180 from Saint-Jérôme is about to cross Westminster Avenue and arrive at Montreal West Station towards the end of the morning rush hour.

Very similar in construction to the 360 Degree Cube posted here earlier. From the closed position the paper only opens flat.

Im back.

Starting up my 365 again, right where I left off. I had to take a break and now Im ready to take photos. My 365 is going to be what ever i want to take that day; me, and object, or other people. I don't want it to be a big project just something I do. Except i dont have a lens, haha. But this is Emily and Megan after ballet class.

 

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At the bridge over the river Otra.

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