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Taken at f/1.1. You can buy this lens for around $400, but I think this is good at portraits and is not at landscapes.
10:58 pm
Batcave
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I spent the last 6 hours training Tim. Dick had stopped by to teach time some acrobatic skills since that's not a speciality of mine. Dick and I have made up but we still don't talk much. Barbara and Dick are still a couple...last I heard they were planning on getting married but knowing Dick, that'll be a while.
"Bruce...can we take a break? I'm exhausted." Tim complained.
"I think you've earned yourself a break. You have 10 minutes. After that, suit up. We're going on patrol."
"Aw come on Bruce cut him some slack he just back from training with the Sensei 4 days ago and you're training him again." Dick injected himself into the conversation.
"Whatever." I said giving him a smug look.
Dick was right. Maybe I was pushing Tim's limits but I don't want him to end up like Jason. I see a lot of potential in Tim. Not just fighting wise but detective wise as well. Maybe, just maybe he can serve as a replacement for Batman.
"Tim" I yelled "You ready? Get on out here."
"Sorry Bruce. I was just making the finishing touches on my staff. Made it retractable. Much more efficient than the junk one Sensei gave me." Tim said showing me the staff.
Dick grabbed the staff and said
"Nice!! Smooth, compact, an I'm sure it packs one hell of a smack."
"Yes well we'll be able to test that theory tonight won't we?" Tim said laughing.
"Come on. We need to go." I said.
Right as we were getting ready to leave in the Batmobile, the computer was sent an alert.
"A fire at the Gotham Fire Department. Looks like Firefly is up to no good." Dick said.
"Well, looks like we get to squash some bugs tonight." Tim said eager to test out his staff.
"Looks that way." I said popping my knuckles
Tactical Support Unit 1 - 2016 International 7500/Seagrave 4x4
As usual with reflective tape and logos. Custom chromed parts for the compartment door handles and the grille. Really hope you like this new beast. I'm very proud on how the design turned out, especially of the cab.
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that kind of a dancing dress reminds me of how fat i was when i was a dancer and it still reminds me how fat i am now but asdfghjkl i will lose weight again i swear
anyway, fatness aside, some friends have convinced me to do the 52 weeks project and yay i'm already excited but i also know that i won't endure that long but who cares i'm finally happy with myself for weeks now so i don't actually care about anything xx
On the "Golden State Route", 274 miles west of Kansas City, Kansas, Rock Island's westbound freight #1 arrives at 1806 behind SP SD45, SP U33c, U33c, two more units (SP8832-SP8748-191- ? - ? - 257.) The train has stopped here to change crews, as a crew would take this train from Herington (where the Texas Gulf route splits off to go south) to Pratt, and another would take it from here to Liberal. The route was single track - from Herington, where double track from the east ended - and governed by timetable and train order while Automatic Block Signals provided protection. Timetable speed was 60mph, and trains did move along with it. During the TRAINS Magazine speed surveys of the '60s, Rock Island consistently racked up some of the highest speeds in the survey while out in this country, and I've no doubt that 60mph was considered to be "just a suggestion." Sadly, by this time the track was becoming more and more affected by the Rock's financial condition and the deterioration had set in…but I think that many crews were still trying to live the Glory Days, just as I saw on the Texas Gulf main. With Espee supplying power like this, who could blame them?
1. See How I Fly, Like Lucy in The Sky, 2. feel free, 3. Buttoned Down, 4. Untitled, 5. 030 - i'm cold., 6. Shake It Out, 7. Dreams of flying, 8. Falling, 9. Pink Moon, 10. Endless Time, 11. Untitled, 12. I am a mess, I promise, 155/365, 13. Free-minded., 14. Untitled, 15. if this light could wrap my skin, 16. 038
Not long ago I was asked about my favorite color (yet again). The point is that I don’t have just one. I have preferable color for anything: clothes, shoes, eyes, flowers... And if you ask me which color is my favorite when it comes to photography, I’ll say it’s blue.
Of course, those belong to my lovely contacts. <3
Aren’t they pure inspiration? =)
Olympus XZ-1, Olympus EPL 2
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Henry Heywood, aka Commander Steel is having a quiet night at his home. Henry was part of the original line-up Doctor Fate put together of the JSA during the cold war. He has been considering retirement for a while, but he loves fighting for his country as Commander Steel. His son Hank is currently a high ranking member of A.R.G.U.S. as Sarge Steel, paying homage to his father, and his grandson Nate recently received powers during a small accident at S.T.A.R. Labs. Henry is facetiming with Nate... at least he's trying to.
Nate: "Grandpa, turn your camera on. That way I can see you."
Henry: "Son of a- I don't understand this technology. If you would just come over more often."
Nate: "Funny grandpa. I will visit tomorrow. I've been struggling with these powers as of late."
Henry: "You could ask any of the other children of JSA members. You have already met Jessie. They can help you deal with those powers."
Nate: "Speed, werecat, light powers, nuclear powers, time based powers, shadow powers or lantern powers? They wouldn't know how to deal with powers that turn me into steel."
Henry: "They can still help you with coping with it. They can help you controlling them."
Nate: "Guess you're right grandpa. I'll seek them out."
Henry: "Good my boy. Maybe we can-"
But before Henry can finish his sentence he hears a noice and the lights fall out.
Nate: "What grandpa?"
Henry: "I gotta go Nate."
Nate: "Oh. Okay grandpa. I'll visit tomorrow!"
Nate ends the call and Henry puts down his phone. He grabs a kitchen knife and he walks towards his dining room.
Henry: "If anyone is there, don't bother hiding. I'll find you, so face me like a man!"
It stays quiet. Henry walks back to the living room where his suit is on display, grabbing the phone while heading there. He turns his JSA alarm on, but before he can confirm the alarm he gets hit in the head. He turns around and gets punched in the face again, dropping his knife. Henry looks up and a figure is grabbing the kitchen knife.
Henry: "Coward! Staying in the darkness. Show me who ypu are!"
The figure steps into the moonlight which is shining through a window, and he reveals himself to be Sportsmaster.
Henry: "Sportsmaster."
Sports: "Hello Commander."
Henry: "Get out of my house!",
Henry gets up and hits Sportsmaster in the face. He retaliates by punching Henry in the gut and shoving him on the ground. Sportsmaster kicks Henry in the face while he's down and he coughs up blood.
Sports: "Hm. I guess fractured ribs, perhaps a punctioned lung? Hehe. Well, Commander, I had always respect for you. I really did. This is just business. I get paid a lot of money for this. Not that I'm sorry. One less hero to care about."
Henry: *cough* "You were hired?" *cough cough* "Tell me.. Please... Let me die while knowing who wanted to."
Sportsmaster leans in and whispers it into Henry's ear. His eyes widen.
Henry: "No... It can't be."
Sports: "Yes it is."
Sportsmaster grabs Henry by his shirt and he throws him on the table. He grabs the kitchen knive and he holds Henry down. Henry quickly grabs his phone while Sportsmaster grabs the knife, and he confirms the alarm. Sportsmaster holds the knife up and throws the phone away.
Sports: "One down. This is just the beginning."
Sportsmaster brings the knife down on Henry's body multiple times, killing him in the process, while the alarm reaches the JSA HQ.
Essai d'un selfie avec rides d'un dimanche après-midi pluvieux...
Prove di ub selfie con rughe una domenica pomeriggio piovosa
Testing a selfie with rides on a rain Sunday's afternoon
Olympus OMD EM-1 +Zuiko m4/3 17mm f/1.8 +Wifi controlled by iPad
Chapter 1 - Episode 5
Location: Urban Sector - Forgotten Alleyway, World of Ruin
Xerith was far from the jungles and swamps of her homeland, sent on a scouting mission, a fool’s errand in her mind, into the heart of the Urban Sector. This was the first time she had walked these crumbling streets, old and ravaged by time. Xerith was conditioned from a young age to never venture beyond the city limits. She grew up on stories that told of brave wanderers who entered the forgotten city, and never returned. This only served to peak her curiosity. She would sit alone in the treetops, dreaming of the day she could see it, walk among its people, and plunder its secrets. One day, her wish came true. Her clan was desperate for supplies and alternative sources of power, a rare commodity in the Cursed Marches, at the end of the world. Xerith was well trained, for a thief. Her cloaking technology allowed her to remain unseen as she traversed the broken landscapes of the Urban Sector, twin pistols at her side. When she finally arrived, Xerith couldn’t help but think; this was not the city she had imagined in her youth. It was much worse.
Settlements were sparse, and didn’t take kindly to her presence. Life was harsh for these Wanderers, every day a struggle for survival. She found no allies here and quite frankly, there was nothing to steal, nothing to plunder. It didn’t take long for Xerith to discover that it was safer to travel under the cover of darkness, as brutish creatures with green skin scavenged the remains during the daylight hours. She had never seen the likes of these creatures before. What were they? Where did they come from? Their armor was strong, and they had an equally strong distaste for Wanderers, like her. Still, she could cover a lot of ground, moving silently among the toppling buildings and decaying roadways.
She was alone. Until one day, a chance meeting, she came across another lone Wanderer, much like herself. For reasons she can’t explain, something drew Xerith to him. He carried with him a single long rifle, and seemed well versed in surviving here. Had he always lived in the Urban Sector? She was intrigued, but feared revealing her intentions to him. Instead, she decided it was best to tail him; perhaps this lone Wanderer could lead her to fulfilling her mission. She stayed close to him, remaining cloaked at all times. He always wandered alone, and stayed away from large settlements. She quickly developed a feeling of safety, knowing she wasn’t alone anymore. On several occasions, Xerith would awaken to the sounds of him stirring in his sleep. It was almost as if, he was talking to someone, in his dreams. Whatever the case, this Wanderer was highly skilled with his weapon and knew how to evade the green-skinned ones. She witnessed it firsthand not long ago. Xerith was unsure if this Wanderer knew where he was going, or if he simply walked along, hoping to find something, or someone. But this day, this day felt different.
The lone Wanderer walked down a faintly lit alleyway. She uncloaked and peered around the corner, a broken structure obscured her from view. The Wanderer took cover; a fully armored green-skin was repairing some kind of old world motor bike. At last. Xerith saw an opportunity, a wealth of supplies just waiting to be plundered. The green-skin would make this task quite difficult, however. She noticed the Wanderer cocking his long rifle, and positioning himself to take the shot. How, she thought to herself. She thought him foolish, the green-skin was armored to the teeth; she failed to see how he was going to.... CRACK! The sound of a bullet whipping through the air forced her to the ground. She looked up in time to see the green-skin’s head nearly disintegrate before her eyes. The bullet met its target, who fell to ground, dead. She had never seen a shot so skilled. A great feeling of respect came over her, who was this Wanderer?
Xerith watched in utter disbelief as the Wanderer claimed his prize, so easily. He must have wanted the motor bike badly enough to risk open conflict with a green-skinned one. She watched as the Wanderer replaced some parts on the motor bike, and then retired inside one of the crumbling stalls, lit by a single burning torch. She waiting for him to fall asleep, and then began scavenging the alleyway. She was interrupted only once, in the middle of the night, by the sounds of his voice. He stirred, dreaming, she couldn’t help but notice that there was something familiar about this. Was he having the same dream, over and over again?
Aftermarket parts are from Brick Forge, Brick Warriors, Brick Arms, Finders Keepers, and Battle Brick
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To be continued....
FAB 1 is a pink, six-wheeled Rolls Royce car seen in the 1960s British science-fiction television series Thunderbirds, and feature films.
There have been various versions - models and road vehicles. This car (apparently not a Rolls) was used in the 2004 live-action film, "Thunderbirds" and is now on display at the British Motor Museum in Gaydon, Warwickshire (formerly known as the Heritage Motor Centre).
For more information on this unique vehicle have a look here: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/FAB_1
I read many articles that mention the golden ratio and the golden section but they all normally refer to the PHI rectangle. There is so much more to learn about the golden section than just PHI. I thought I'd share one of the grids I use for my art. This is a 1.5 golden section rectangle (a square and a half) which contains two overlapping root four rectangles which are themselves double squares. The red lines indicate what is known as the rubated square or "St. Andrews Cross" I love the geometry of this rectangle.
MINOLTA X-700 / MINOLTA MC ROKKOR 58MM 1:1.2 / FUJIFLIM FUJICOLOR C200
河堤旁巧遇的野貓咪，不怕生，很好奇地讓我拍了幾張，才慢慢離開。
#1. Non mangiarsi le unghie.
Un must dei buoni propositi.
Progetto nato all'interno del MIO gruppo Italian Girls Photographers / Fotografe Italiane.
A special thanks to Gaetano, the boss.
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I managed to nab an AE-1 Program & 50mm from craigslist yesterday for $10. I thought, even if I don't like it I can just take purty pictures of it and sell it on ebay for a profit. The guy I bought it from was like "you can still get film for that?"
But this is Josh's AE-1 from that day we adventured Dinkytown.
Canon A-1 | Ektachrome 100GX (expired 2008) X-pro'd | -2/3EV | 50mm f/1.8 | 2010
Because when you're 15 and somebody tells you they love you, you're gonna believe them and when you're 15 you're feeling like there's nothing to figure out. Well, count to ten, take it in, this is life before you know who you're gonna be...at 15.
This wasn't my original plan for this picture, but today was my first day of high school, and I thought it would mean more if I took the picture on my first day, even though I'm not 15 yet. :D I also decided today that I'm going to start a 365 day project. I thought this was a really cool day to start it because I can capture my whole year from freshmen to sophmore. It will be really cool to see where I'm at next year on the first day of school, and I kind of already upload a picture almost every day, so...yeah. Bear with me, I'm going to try- this is my first year of high school, so I may miss a few days, and some of the pictures might be really crappy, but I'm going to do my best. I really want to do this. I think it will be a great way to improve my photography and to capture a very important year of my life. So, here we go. #1 of 365 days. Yay!
Chicago Transit Authority 4271, 4272, and 1 on the Loop at Randolph and Wabash in Chicago, Illinois on February 28, 1983, Kodachrome by Chuck Zeiler. This was a fan trip sponsored by the Central Electric Railfans' Association (CERA).
The FAB 1 used in the 2004 film was based on a Ford Thunderbird and the entire canopy was hinged up and aft to allow entry into the car. The version used in the original series had odd downwards hinged doors and the roof had side panels that could hinge upwards instead, which I replicated on my model.
"The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to talk, mad to live, mad to be saved m desirous of everything at the same time , the ones who never yawn or say a common place thing, but burn, burn, burn like glorious yellow roman candles " - Jack Kerouac
Days 1 to 365, in order. 5 days short the 365 day target (4 went "missing" and 2 got accidentally merged into 1) but it'll do. Final Furby count: 17
I find it fascinating to see it all in one go like this. Went a bit drab in the middle there, but then seemed to brighten up near the end. I also seem to have a strange obsession with circles for some reason...
1/365. it's been 5 years. don't know if I can still do this. but I'm game. helped me a lot the last time, so who knows, this might just be the thing that gets me going again. :) Retro 365
crazy and colorful
Love those two words
Yep, another 52wk project, this one is going to be more of an equipment/out of norm/not so hard on myself project...
Not much portrait, very little studio lights, minimal human subjects, abuse the hell out of my Nikon V1 and my 50mm 1.4G...
Happy New Year
now excuse me while I go unpack and do laundry from an awesome family trip I made back home to Trinidad...