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La popa de los botes de remo es sujetada en la salida por un/a pontonero/a a las órdenes de un juez de alineación. En general es una tarea voluntaria, no remunerada, muy pesada porque hay que permancer horas bajo el sol o la lluvia, que merece un gran reconocimiento.
Rowing boats are held at the start line by boat holders under the orders of the aligner officer. It's a voluntary, non-profit, gruelling chore which deserves great acknowledgment since they have to stay under the sun or rain for hours.
Campeonato de España de Remo Juvenil, Sub 23, Absoluto y Veteranos, Bañolas 2016
Image taken on the 10th of May, 2021, Kew Gardens, London (ignore the Exif data). Please see my previous images and comments on this sculpture ("Leaf Spirit"). In this close-up it is a bit easier to detect the design principle of this work of art. The human face is composed of leaves (imprints or cutouts). The borders or limits of the face are 'fuzzy' and merge with the botanical live forms around it. I read this sculpture as an acknowledgment of a new perception of reality (in the West at least): the concept of the individualised and autonomous self has come to an end. Rather, the self is connected to everything around it. Our face is only a momentary surface expression of the history of life and cosmos. To express this, the sculptor used a term taken from animism and its spirit worlds. The Upanishads would also be capable of providing terminology for this new experience (such as 'Tat Tvam Asi').
In the stillness of winter, nature's beauty reveals itself with profound clarity. The Mule deer pauses as if in quiet acknowledgment of the camera, creating a moment of connection that feels both peaceful and timeless.
Seen in the Soit le Motonyi region of the Serengeti National Park, Tanzania
YOU ARE WELCOME TO USE THIS PHOTO BUT YOU HAVE TO USE MY NAME WITH IT. THAT'S CALLED ATTRIBUTION. It's okay just to put it in the acknowledgments.
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The Palais Garnier, also known as Opéra Garnier, is a 1,979-seat opera house at the Place de l'Opéra in the 9th arrondissement of Paris, France. It was built for the Paris Opera from 1861 to 1875 at the behest of Emperor Napoleon III. Initially referred to as le nouvel Opéra de Paris (the new Paris Opera), it soon became known as the Palais Garnier, "in acknowledgment of its extraordinary opulence" and the architect Charles Garnier's plans and designs, which are representative of the Napoleon III style. It was the primary theatre of the Paris Opera and its associated Paris Opera Ballet until 1989, when a new opera house, the Opéra Bastille, opened at the Place de la Bastille. The company now uses the Palais Garnier mainly for ballet. The theatre has been a monument historique of France since 1923.
The Palais Garnier has been called "probably the most famous opera house in the world, a symbol of Paris like Notre Dame Cathedral, the Louvre, or the Sacré Coeur Basilica." This is at least partly due to its use as the setting for Gaston Leroux's 1910 novel The Phantom of the Opera and, especially, the novel's subsequent adaptations in films and the popular 1986 musical. Another contributing factor is that among the buildings constructed in Paris during the Second Empire, besides being the most expensive, it has been described as the only one that is "unquestionably a masterpiece of the first rank." This opinion is far from unanimous however: the 20th-century French architect Le Corbusier once described it as "a lying art" and contended that the "Garnier movement is a décor of the grave".
The Palais Garnier (French: [palɛ ɡaʁnje] (listen), Garnier Palace), also known as Opéra Garnier (French: [ɔpeʁa ɡaʁnje] (listen), Garnier Opera), is a 1,979-seat opera house at the Place de l'Opéra in the 9th arrondissement of Paris, France. It was built for the Paris Opera from 1861 to 1875 at the behest of Emperor Napoleon III. Initially referred to as le nouvel Opéra de Paris (the new Paris Opera), it soon became known as the Palais Garnier, "in acknowledgment of its extraordinary opulence" and the architect Charles Garnier's plans and designs, which are representative of the Napoleon III style. It was the primary theatre of the Paris Opera and its associated Paris Opera Ballet until 1989, when a new opera house, the Opéra Bastille, opened at the Place de la Bastille. The company now uses the Palais Garnier mainly for ballet. The theatre has been a monument historique of France since 1923.
Brexit has not worked! It was a questionable idea in the first place and sold to the public under a false flag (that of rampant nationalism). However, it has nothing to do with us, the people and the nation, "taking back control". It always was about "deregulation", that is, about freeing the owners of capital from social controls and creating a workforce labouring for next to nothing. The damage has been done and it is visible everywhere. There are only two ways out of this: either "making Brexit work", which is the position of the Labour Party. This would include some form of reintegration of the UK into the European market and the legal acknowledgment of workers' and the unions' rights. The other would be the reversal of Brexit. This would mean another round of blood-letting, and I cannot see that there is currently any appetite for this the UK. So, all in all, my guess is that the UK will continue with this policy of self-harm. And the hope is that there are enough enlightened people trying to make the best out of a bad situation. Fuji X-E2 plus Pergear fish-eye lens.
Quoted from article“On 22 April 2005, I captured a banded Ruby-crowned Kinglet. I was amazed to see that it was not a bird that I had previously banded. The rule of thumb is that fewer than 1% of small songbirds are ever encountered away from the place they are banded. And kinglets are one of the smallest songbirds, weighing in at around 6 or 7 grams, or the same weight as an American nickel and a dime. They are so tiny, in fact, that properly-sized bands have only been made since 1993. Prior to that time, the smallest band size had to be modified to fit them, and many banders released kinglets without banding them at all.
....At our inland site, we don’t even SEE as many kinglets as these stations band in a typical fall season! This seems to provide evidence that these little mites prefer to travel along shorelines rather than over water during their journeys between their nesting areas in northern spruce-fir forests and their wintering areas in the southern U.S., Mexico, and Central America.
The capture of this one bird provides only a single data point, and while it is a notably rare event, in itself it doesn’t deliver a big scientific wallop. But this encounter is valuable in other ways. Ruby-crowned Kinglet number 2310-75634 has provided a special connection between two bird research stations studying urban bird ecology — an underappreciated focus that often struggles for acknowledgment and recognition. And it provides an opportunity for us all to marvel at the resilience of such a small creature, and how much we still don’t know about this common bird that flits among us, just passing by.” Rrbo .org
Today, beneath my feet, I felt the ground grow less firm as it gave out beneath countless others. I think like many Europeans, today my heart breaks and bleeds, and my soul shivers in cold remembrance. Today, my gaze turns east in profound sorrow, and further east in abject horror.
I just wanted to take this moment and share this thought - the acknowledgment of what is happening. This is my metaphorical pause to think of the many whose lives are coming to an abrupt halt, and whose world is collapsing. I have to stop and acknowledge it somehow, before I carry on living.
I'm leaving this here with a tortured metaphor of a photo. Because not all beginnings can be positive spins on misfortune. And not all things can be phrased elegantly; what a clusterfuck...
Due to intense harm and evil choices of others you are faced with so much darkness, devastation, difficulty, physical and emotional pain and suffering, unpredictability, fear, terror and so many other challenges that almost completely crush you which you are unable to express with words. And amidst all this suffering, when it feels like too much and you want to quit trying to survive, you work to keep looking for light and moving forward in healthy ways even when it seems impossible. Thank you for pressing on at a pace appropriate for you by working to care for yourself through many forms of nourishment, working to receive healthy support through God’s faithfulness and people who deeply care for you, through rest, tears, and graceful acknowledgment of truth and reality. You still have a long way to go on this journey and it is amazing how far you’ve come.
#NotetoSelf
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These images were created simply using my phone during two of my recent hospitalizations for some intense difficulties following a very overwhelming procedure which all stems from and activates the effects of childhood trauma/abuse. This was one of my efforts to try to help myself cope during this extremely challenging time.
“The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness can never extinguish it.”
John 1:5
[this series of images created on 6-13 & 17-2023]
Due to intense harm and evil choices of others you are faced with so much darkness, devastation, difficulty, physical and emotional pain and suffering, unpredictability, fear, terror and so many other challenges that almost completely crush you which you are unable to express with words. And amidst all this suffering, when it feels like too much and you want to quit trying to survive, you work to keep looking for light and moving forward in healthy ways even when it seems impossible. Thank you for pressing on at a pace appropriate for you by working to care for yourself through many forms of nourishment, working to receive healthy support through God’s faithfulness and people who deeply care for you, through rest, tears, and graceful acknowledgment of truth and reality. You still have a long way to go on this journey and it is amazing how far you’ve come.
#NotetoSelf
_________________
These images were created simply using my phone during two of my recent hospitalizations for some intense difficulties following a very overwhelming procedure which all stems from and activates the effects of childhood trauma/abuse. This was one of my efforts to try to help myself cope during this extremely challenging time.
“The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness can never extinguish it.”
John 1:5
[this series of images created on 6-13 & 17-2023]
ʙᴇ sᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ ʙᴜᴛ ᴅᴏ ɪᴛ ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏ
The city hums beneath her feet, a low, electric murmur that once felt like home but now thrums with the pull of something else, something wilder, untamed. She stands at the edge of a decision, the weight of it pressing against her ribs like a second heartbeat. The wind tugs at the hem of her coat, impatient, whispering in her ear. She exhales, slow and steady, and lets the moment stretch, feeling the sharp thrill of the unknown coil in her stomach. Fear is there, of course - it always is - but she wears it like an accessory, like a shade of lipstick that dares the world to look twice.
She glances once over her shoulder - not out of doubt, but acknowledgment. Of the version of herself she is about to leave, the city that cradled her in certainty, the roads she once walked without question. Then, with a smirk only she understands, she steps forward, in a whole different place. The air shifts. The moment breaks open. And just like that, she is in motion - toward the life that has been waiting for her all along.
Forward is the way.
Excerpt from mylakeviewvillage.com/artists/lynn-taylor:
Land Acknowledgement
I wanted to show who our previous Indigenous Nations of the area are in this land acknowledgment, to show the symbol of earth to its core and it’s connection to the nations, land and water. You will also see the Turtle symbolizing the creation story of mother earth and the tree of peace with its roots to bring us all together in union. Thank you to the Anishinabek, Haudenosaunee, Huron-Wendat, Metis, Ojibway-Chippewa and our Mississaugas of the Credit.
This beautiful sunset photo was shot on a kayak in the Mount Desert Narrows. It reminds me of the passage of life, from this world to the next.
We can never be certain when our time will come. Some know in advance and prepare, spending time with loved ones, and saying good-bye. These moments can be laced with both joy and sadness, making them emotional and bittersweet.
Sadness arises because we treasure our time here. Perhaps remorse is a sign of a life well spent, and/or a desire to do more. In this reflection, we can see gratitude, a sweet acknowledgment of those strong memories, and an understanding of the good times.
I remember some of my relatives were tired of the long goodbye and just wanted it to end. But I was grateful to spend just a few more hours with them, to say goodbye, to make sure nothing was left unsaid.
This photo is being published this weekend in memory of RuthAnn Dickinson (1958-2020), my friend Frank's wife who passed away last month after a long battle with cancer. Seeing RuthAnn's departure through Frank's eyes on Facebook impacted me, and my thoughts are with him and his family. Frank received a framed print and helped name the photo.
"Paul's Scarlet" English Hawthorn
Philemon 1-6
New King James Version
Greeting
1 Paul, a prisoner of Christ Jesus, and Timothy our brother,
To Philemon our beloved friend and fellow laborer, 2 to the beloved Apphia, Archippus our fellow soldier, and to the church in your house:
3 Grace to you and peace from God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ.
Philemon’s Love and Faith
4 I thank my God, making mention of you always in my prayers, 5 hearing of your love and faith which you have toward the Lord Jesus and toward all the saints, 6 that the sharing of your faith may become effective by the acknowledgment of every good thing which is in you in Christ Jesus.
É, o outono finalmente chegou! Incrível ver como o ano já passamos por 1/3 do ano, essa vida não espera mesmo...
Pessoal, eu gostaria de agradecer muito por todas as favoritações e visualizações em minha galeria. Hoje acabei descobrindo que mais de 50 fotos minhas aqui do Flickr possuem mais de +1.000 views, alguns até chegando a 2.000! É um reconhecimento que eu nunca esperaria receber mas que claro sempre desejei. Novamente, meus sinceros e saltantes agradecimentos :}
Yeah, autumn finally came for us in the south hemisphere! I think it's incredible to realize that 1/3 of the year has passed by, this life doesn't wait at all...
Folks, I would like to thank you a lot for all the faves and views on my gallery. Today I found out that there is more than 50 photos of mine with over 1.000 views, some of them even reaching 2.000 views! It is an acknowledgment that I had never expected for myself, but of course something I wished for. Again, my sincere gratitude :} *jumping of joy*
...acknowledgment of this crazy thing we call life, especially growing up as a child in Victorian England. Alice's Adventures In Wonderland went to publish in 1865 and has never been out of print. I started to work with the spade and ended up with this card version.
More than 105 years after the Summit County Railroad (later, Union Pacific) and Utah Eastern Railroad (later, Rio Grande) reached Park City for the first time, a Union Pacific local departs the world famous mining and skiing destination for the last time on June 30, 1986. There was no acknowledgment of the event officially that day. My dad and I just happened to be there, following one of the last trains to the phosphate rock transfer site at nearby Phoston. We spoke with the conductor as UP 3150 retrieved two empties from Anderson Lumber on Bonanza Drive, and departed for Keetley Junction. Transformation from a Wild West mining town to a world-class winter and summer tourist destination was already underway, and the existence of a railroad was not part of the master plan. The old UP right of way was preserved all the way to Echo for recreational use as the Historic Union Pacific Rail Trail.
The blooming of cherry blossoms (sakura) at Shinto shrines, such as Fushimi Inari Taisha, is far more than spring decor—it embodies core Shinto ideals. Their fleeting bloom symbolizes mono no aware, a Japanese aesthetic concept (influenced by Buddhism but embraced in Shinto practices) that finds beauty in impermanence. This transience reminds us that nothing in life is eternal, yet its temporary nature holds profound value. In the brief life of each flower lies a lesson: to cherish the present and honor beauty that exists only in fleeting moments.
Spring’s cherry blossoms also mirror Shinto themes of renewal. As the season marks new beginnings, the blooms align metaphorically with purification rituals (harae) that cleanse the old to welcome the new. While Shinto purification formally uses water, salt, or paper streamers (shide), the sakura’s cyclical rebirth echoes this spiritual refreshment, reflecting nature’s endless cycle of death and regeneration.
In Shinto, cherry trees are not worshipped like shinboku (sacred trees such as cedars or cypresses, which house kami or spirits). Yet their blossoms, with their ethereal beauty, evoke the belief that kami dwell in all nature. Though not objects of direct veneration, sakura act as bridges between the human and divine. During hanami (flower viewing), their fragile splendor invites quiet reflection, gratitude, and awe for the interconnectedness of life.
Hanami, then, transcends mere aesthetic celebration. It becomes a meditative practice—an acknowledgment of life’s fragility and a tribute to nature’s wisdom. In their short-lived glory, cherry blossoms teach us to embrace impermanence, respect the natural world, and recognize the sacred in every season.
Scientific Classification:
Kingdom: Plantae
Clades: Tracheophytes, Angiosperms, Eudicots, Rosids
Order: Rosales
Family: Rosaceae
Genus: Prunus
Subgenus: Cerasus
Fushimi Inari Taisha, Fushimi-ku, Kyoto, Japan
inverted lumen print made with ORWO BS1 paper. thank you hanni.
from the deconstructed birthday bouquet.
**Re: Ukraine, I'm conflicted. I've not been watching any tv, but I run into pictures online that I seem to have to look at. the very pregnant mama being hauled off from the shelled maternity hospital on a gurney. she and the baby both died.
am i being disrespectful not to want to see? or disrespectful wanting to watch? my brother was in Vietnam, the era where we ate our dinners and watched the war on tv. no more.
I just met a flickr guy who is in Kyiv taking pictures. I need to find him to see how he's doing.
I have a friend in Russia. I haven't heard from her since my last email. she was signing anti-war petitions. I need to hear from her.
I have donated a paltry amount to several charities on the ground in Ukraine. I'm looking at which animal rescue to donate to.
I guess I light the incense and burn the candles and pray that the war gods go away. and that the peace gods reign.
and that the Americans who attend their parties, eat out at their restaurants, shop, and bowl, and play cards, and watch sports on tv without any talk or acknowledgments that there is a war going on need to get a grip and realize that there are people dying.
**for the Ukrainians. you have my heart.
There is a place that I go to almost everyday. It is the ravine down the street. As I walk down into the depths of the wooded hideaway, I cannot help but feel that I am going home. The familiarity embraces my soul and affirms my place in the sanctuary. It has been my refuge for years.
The quietness greets me like an old friend as I walk. My faithful dog, like my shadow, is my willing companion.
We hear a Pileated Woodpecker. It is a welcome sound as it calls out. It is a comfort knowing we are not alone. The Chickadees take delight in the brief interruption as we walk amongst the trees. A Woodpecker drills in the distance as it creates a work of art, a legacy, on yet, another tree. An old, arthritic tree wakes up from its slumber and softly moans in acknowledgment as we pass. We see a Bush Bunny. It sits, taut and ready for flight. We pretend we cannot see it as we pass by. There is a squirrel perched at eye level. It watches us with purposeful intent. It cannot help itself as it chastises us as we walk by. Ravens fly in and begin to congregate. It is usually a clue that the coyote is near. Perhaps, he has been watching us from the cloak of underbrush. We continue walking.
This is the place where I can shed my worries, my doubts, my fears. I peel them off as I walk, leaving a trail of unwanted clutter behind me. One by one they fall to the ground. I watch as the breeze picks them up from the forest bed and gently lifts them high above the matrons of the forest, until they disappear…
The sun warms my spirit.
I take a breath.
I take another breath.
It is good to be alive!
It is then, I find my peace. It is a gift - a precious antidote that will be enough for today - just enough so that I can walk, fully armed, back out of the safety of this holy place and resume my position in a world that is a beacon for chaos, fear and uncertainty…
I am so 😊 happy to announce that Lightman Photography just won a 🏆 "Platinum Award" at the London Photography Award for this capture!!!!!! ✌️
I am thrilled with this respectable acknowledgment of my work… I am 🙏 thankful to all of you for being with me on my journey and building this supportive and creative community…
I promise this is just the beginning… many more achievements to come, and more heights to conquer… 🙏 🙏
It's Canada Day tomorrow. This year, in light of recent discoveries of the unmarked graves of First Nations children, we are displaying this shirt rather than the Canadian flag. This isn't an anti-patriotic statement but an acknowledgement and remembrance of the awfulness what was allowed to occur in times past. The repercussions are ongoing.
© AnvilcloudPhotography
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"Traditionally, prayer flags are used to promote peace, compassion, strength, and wisdom. ..The Tibetans believe the prayers and mantras will be blown by the wind to spread the good will and compassion into all pervading space. Therefore, prayer flags are thought to bring benefit to all.(.)
The prayers of a flag become a permanent part of the universe as the images fade from exposure to the elements. Just as life moves on and is replaced by new life, Tibetans renew their hopes for the world by continually mounting new flags alongside the old. This act symbolizes a welcoming of life's changes and an acknowledgment that all beings are part of a greater ongoing cycle."
(Wikipedia)
Early morning in Jatiluwih rice terraces, Bali, Indonesia. Jatiluwih is one of the five rice terraces that describe the "Subak" water management system which has gain acknowledgment from UNESCO as part of the world's cultural heritage.
Here's to them ... :)) Huge congrats and acknowledgment to Melbourne for your massive achievement. Enjoy your hard won and deserving freedom. Be well and stay safe out there everyone.
(I'm sorry I've not been commenting for the past week but we have been away and have had limited wifi). I shall do my best to catch up on your latest images in the next day or so.)
La Escalera
del Palacio de longoria, actual sede de la Sgae. Es un edificio conocido por su aspecto exterior, lujoso, y muy ornamentado, al gusto del modernismo. El edificio está coronado con una impresionante cúpula de hierro y vidrio. En el interior sobresale la escalera principal, una escalera imperial de perímetro circular inspirada, como el resto de la ornamentación, en la arquitectura modernista francesa.
Agradecimientos, a la institución Sgae, por las facilidades recibidas en la realización de este reportaje.
Stairs
of Longoria Palace, current headquarters of the Sgae. It is a building known for its exterior appearance, luxurious, and very ornate, to the taste of modernism. The building is crowned with an impressive iron and glass dome. In the interior the main staircase stands out, an imperial staircase of circular perimeter inspired, like the rest of the ornamentation, in French modernist architecture.
Acknowledgments, to the Sgae institution, for the facilities received in the realization of this report.
This image, taken by the NASA/ESA Hubble Space Telescope, shows the colorful "last hurrah" of a star like our sun. The star is ending its life by casting off its outer layers of gas, which formed a cocoon around the star's remaining core. Ultraviolet light from the dying star makes the material glow. The burned-out star, called a white dwarf, is the white dot in the center. Our sun will eventually burn out and shroud itself with stellar debris, but not for another 5 billion years.
Our Milky Way Galaxy is littered with these stellar relics, called planetary nebulae. The objects have nothing to do with planets. Eighteenth- and nineteenth-century astronomers called them the name because through small telescopes they resembled the disks of the distant planets Uranus and Neptune. The planetary nebula in this image is called NGC 2440. The white dwarf at the center of NGC 2440 is one of the hottest known, with a surface temperature of more than 360,000 degrees Fahrenheit (200,000 degrees Celsius). The nebula's chaotic structure suggests that the star shed its mass episodically. During each outburst, the star expelled material in a different direction. This can be seen in the two bowtie-shaped lobes. The nebula also is rich in clouds of dust, some of which form long, dark streaks pointing away from the star. NGC 2440 lies about 4,000 light-years from Earth in the direction of the constellation Puppis.
The material expelled by the star glows with different colors depending on its composition, its density and how close it is to the hot central star. Blue samples helium; blue-green oxygen, and red nitrogen and hydrogen.
Credit: NASA, ESA, and K. Noll (STScI), Acknowledgment: The Hubble Heritage Team (STScI/AURA)
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This was maybe one of the last orders given by the bridge of steamship Rotterdam to the engine room: Dead Slow. Rotterdam, 2016.
Thank you very much for your visits, faves and kind comments.
See web page ssrotterdam.com/discover-the-ship/history/?_ga=1.26223674...
An engine order telegraph or E.O.T., often also chadburn, is a communications device used on a ship (or submarine) for the pilot on the bridge to order engineers in the engine room to power the vessel at a certain desired speed. In early vessels, from the 19th century until about 1950, the device usually consisted of a round dial about nine inches (~20 centimetres) in diameter with a knob at the center attached to one or more handles, and an indicator pointer on the face of the dial. There would also be a revolutions per minute indicator, worked by a hand crank. Modern E.O.T.s on vessels which still use them use electronic light and sound signals.
Traditional E.O.T.s required a pilot wanting to change speed to "ring" the telegraph on the bridge, moving the handle to a different position on the dial. This would ring a bell in the engine room and move their pointer to the position on the dial selected by the bridge. The engineers hear the bell and move their handle to the same position to signal their acknowledgment of the order, and adjust the engine speed accordingly. Such an order is called a "bell," for example the order for a ship's maximum speed, flank speed, is called a "flank bell."
For urgent orders requiring rapid acceleration, the handle is moved three times so that the engine room bell is rung three times. This is called a "cavitate bell" because the rapid acceleration of the ship's propeller will cause the water around it to cavitate, causing a lot of noise and wear on the propellers. Such noise is undesirable during conflicts because it can give away a vessel's position.
By taking the time to stop and appreciate who you are and what you've achieved - and perhaps learned through a few mistakes, stumbles and losses - you actually can enhance everything about you. Self-acknowledgment and appreciation are what give you the insights and awareness to move forward toward higher goals and accomplishments.
* Jack Canfield *
Acknowledgments to the one and only Terry Pratchett. With the awesome Warthog head from Bespoke. It has been out awhile, but it one of their best!
Bespoke Store - maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Honeydale/133/128/29
Due to intense harm and evil choices of others you are faced with so much darkness, devastation, difficulty, physical and emotional pain and suffering, unpredictability, fear, terror and so many other challenges that almost completely crush you which you are unable to express with words. And amidst all this suffering, when it feels like too much and you want to quit trying to survive, you work to keep looking for light and moving forward in healthy ways even when it seems impossible. Thank you for pressing on at a pace appropriate for you by working to care for yourself through many forms of nourishment, working to receive healthy support through God’s faithfulness and people who deeply care for you, through rest, tears, and graceful acknowledgment of truth and reality. You still have a long way to go on this journey and it is amazing how far you’ve come.
#NotetoSelf
_________________
These images were created simply using my phone during two of my recent hospitalizations for some intense difficulties following a very overwhelming procedure which all stems from and activates the effects of childhood trauma/abuse. This was one of my efforts to try to help myself cope during this extremely challenging time.
“The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness can never extinguish it.”
John 1:5
[this series of images created on 6-13 & 17-2023]
Stardust: sprinkled beauty, a picture collection by Cat Paradox
Michiel Bechir Gallery, from 27th February, 2024
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Peder B. Helland - Stardust 🎶
In this exhibition, called Stardust: sprinkled beauty, or how a Star set me on the search for beauty, I present a collection of eight images that I have created over the past nearly one year (the oldest was shot on the 30th April, last year), all of them covered with Stardust and all of them carrying a splinter of my heart. Half of them can still be seen on my personal Flickr, and the other half are only a memory.
But, let's just get this out of the way: I do not consider myself an artist. At most, I think of me as someone who documents the art and beauty that is already out there, that others created. Most of the time, being someone who documents beauty, I photograph landscapes without avatars, more often than not editing them in a way that removes a bit of their typical SL appearance, making them scruffier in a sense, more imperfect, rougher, but more me, definitely me. Occasionally, especially when I want to share a story, an intimate thought, a private emotion, I use my avatar in the scene in one way or another, but this became rarer. In any case, I feel comfortable with landscapes, and landscapes are the theme of Stardust: sprinkled beauty, my first exhibition.
Speaking of which, because I am not an artist, I would have never thought of myself as someone who could expose works in an Art Gallery, let alone one so serious, so professional, so committed with Art and the artists as the Michiel Bechir Gallery. Being my first exhibition, there is very little I can explain in terms of a trajectory. But I can try to explain why I am here today in the likes of an artist, what are the driving forces behind my creative process. And for that, three words come to my mind which are amongst the most beautiful and meaningful words there are, words that I repeat once and again on my Flickr posts.
Friendship would be one. I took my first SL picture on the early days of July, 2022, following the lead, inspired and encouraged by a very talented artist, and a most special and beloved friend. Over time, pictures kept coming, celebrating, valuing and showing that this friendship could overcame every obstacle. But time also brought new friends whom I could learn from, who supported me and encouraged me in the most generous and warm ways to continue documenting beauty. And it was also friendship what ended up leading to where we are now, inviting me to expose my work, convincing me that I could do it, or helping me to set it up in a way that makes me feel very happy.
Love would be another one. Love is where I draw all my inspiration from, be it the Love for someone dear to me or Love in general, for I always mean Love, not romantic love or selfish love. And you may rightfully ask, what does love have to do with the picture of a meadow? And I will say, everything. For love is what compels me to go out there and seek for beauty, with a particular state of mind, with a very specific emotion and heartbeat. Love is what makes me give my best to find a nice frame, balanced, pleasant, meaningful. Love is what makes me edit a more or less flat image into something with depth, with dramatic emotion, with my simplicity. Love is what puts music and words to my images, being love a word that almost invariably appears in my texts. And for love I share them, to show that I do not give up, that I am always there.
Gratitude is the last one. And just let me show what I mean by finishing this clumsy BIO with the acknowledgments for this exhibition, with my gratitude to the people that in one way or another are accompanying me here:
- First of all, I want to thank you, dear Visitor (the same is true for my Flickr friends), for finding time, no matter how long, to visit this collection and for reading these words. I really hope you find beauty here and leave with a lighter heart and a smile.
- Michiel Bechir and Maggie Runo's generosity, patience and support have been absolutely amazing, and having my first exhibition ever in their place, the Michiel Bechir Gallery, an indescribable honour.
- Raven Arcana, Cheeky Veltistos and Michiel are the perfect companions for this first experience sharing my work in an exhibition. Knowing their work is nearby makes me feel cozy. Do not leave without enjoying their wonderful pieces of art.
- Lori Bailey's advice, experience, support and friendship meant the world to me. Knowing that she, admirable artist and seasoned exhibitor, was covering my back gave me the confidence to dive, head first, into this experience, and if you liked how I presented my work, you shall know my dear Lori's teachings and good taste are the answer.
- My dear friend - ̗̀ єℳℳ α ̖́-, an artist herself, lives Art in a very special way. She kept telling me that the artist's hat suited me up and I chose to believe her, thus if I am here it is also because of her gentle push.
- My pictures were shot in eight different lands which are well known for their beauty: Summer Trace, Seagull Drift, Autumn Trace, Bella's Lullaby, Borkum, Florence, Frogmore and Elvion. The real artists are those behind those worlds and, without them, I could not have shared with you so much beauty.
- And last, but not least, my most sincere and eternal gratitude is for my Star, impossibly distant, but with her light always shining bright and blue in my sky. Everything you see here is because of her.
With all the Love 💖
The driver of this classic 1950’s Chevrolet can be seen greeting me with a thumbs up. I took this image whilst kneeling up on the rear seat whilst we took a tour around the city in another old classic. Our ride was a 1956 convertible Buick. This drivers acknowledgment was typical of the warmth and friendliness shown by all locals. To spice this image up I have added a speed effect to the surroundings of the Chevy.
Rick Gulden has identified this to be a 1955 Chevrolet Bel Air.
In this image of an abandoned barn and adjoining shed, we catch a glimpse of the human tendency to preserve our past in a physical form, reminding us of what we once were in our younger years.
The weathered wood, rusting iron, and overgrowth of ivy speak softly of some farmer’s memories. To a passerby, the old stuff means little, but to an old overall-wearing farmer, the collection of memories sits purposefully on the surface of each relic.
Old farmers have other reminders of a lifetime of hard work, such as walking with a limp, a bad back, or poor hearing that was damaged by the daily loud sounds of working the land with tractors and machinery. Those mementos are not viewed with nostalgia and often are not as visible.
Time has passed without remorse, leaving its mark on both man and the soil. But these once important buildings and equipment are now simply an acknowledgment of what once was, rusting and weathering monuments to the perseverance and toil of seasons long gone.
We often store keepsakes to remind ourselves of who we once were.
I have a few boxes and digital files that serve as reminders of the events and people who influenced my early life. Certain photos or recollections can instantly transport my mind back many decades as I recall the emotions of the moment, the soft voice of my mother, or the exhilaration of a victory or the discouragement of a defeat.
We can try to capture the past by various methods, but ultimately, time wins, and our memories grow dim.
(Photographed near Dalbo, MN)
EXPLORE - March 24, 2009 #468
Thank you dear friends for your wonderful comments and constant visit!
Location: North Lake Tahoe
"Deeply impressed with the blessing which we enjoy, and of which we have manifold proofs, my mind is irresistibly drawn to that Almighty Being, the great source from whence they proceed and to whom our most grateful acknowledgments are due."
- James Monroe
Due to intense harm and evil choices of others you are faced with so much darkness, devastation, difficulty, physical and emotional pain and suffering, unpredictability, fear, terror and so many other challenges that almost completely crush you which you are unable to express with words. And amidst all this suffering, when it feels like too much and you want to quit trying to survive, you work to keep looking for light and moving forward in healthy ways even when it seems impossible. Thank you for pressing on at a pace appropriate for you by working to care for yourself through many forms of nourishment, working to receive healthy support through God’s faithfulness and people who deeply care for you, through rest, tears, and graceful acknowledgment of truth and reality. You still have a long way to go on this journey and it is amazing how far you’ve come.
#NotetoSelf
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These images were created simply using my phone during two of my recent hospitalizations for some intense difficulties following a very overwhelming procedure which all stems from and activates the effects of childhood trauma/abuse. This was one of my efforts to try to help myself cope during this extremely challenging time.
“The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness can never extinguish it.”
John 1:5
[this series of images created on 6-13 & 17-2023]
The pervasive, enduring, and widespread acknowledgment that mans most steadfast potential is the ability to completely screw everything up.
Actually a local nuclear power station in an area of outstanding beauty, being or about to be decommissioned, all vehicles have to travel down small country roads carrying who knows what!!
Twilight bled across the sky like a slow wound, bruising the air in smoldering orange and amber. The hillside held its breath beneath creeping mist, its stones slick with memory and something colder—unspoken, unresolved. Each gust of wind dragged a groan from the staircase as if the path itself resented being walked again.
The castle loomed—not majestic, but accusatory. Its turrets clawed at the sky, black silhouettes trembling at the edges, refusing light. Windows stared like lidless eyes. The kind that watched, not welcomed.
Down the staircase, moss festered in the cracks, pulsing faintly in the gloom. What had once been passage now felt more like descent—each step shaped by burden and the whisper of warnings carved into stone.
Beyond, the forest twisted against itself, branches knotted in silent protest. A smell of iron and damp earth rose from its shadows, like the aftermath of ritual or ruin. Somewhere within, the air shifted. The kind of sound heard by bones, not ears.
And then—the hum. No longer imagined, but undeniable. Low and spectral, vibrating through rock and root alike. Not an invitation. Not a welcome. Just acknowledgment. As if the castle had noticed.
The dusk didn’t settle. It waited.
This family was in a garden restaurant in Birmingham and was looking around for a convenient table (I guess). The lovely kid took my attention and I started clicking them from the other side table with my family. But they noticed that they were framed, first had a surprise, that changed into a shy full acknowledgment and that mood reflected obviously, that’s it the fabulous shyness.
The majestic spiral galaxy NGC 4666 lies about 80 million light-years away in the constellation Virgo and is undergoing particularly intense star formation. Astronomers refer to galaxies that rapidly form stars as starburst galaxies. NGC 4666’s starburst is likely due to gravitational interactions with its unruly neighbors – including the nearby galaxy NGC 4668 and a dwarf galaxy, which is a small galaxy made up of a few billion stars.
NGC 4666’s burst of star formation is driving an unusual form of extreme weather known as a superwind – a gigantic transfer of gas from the bright central heart of the galaxy out into space. This superwind is the result of driving winds from short-lived massive stars formed during NGC 4666’s starburst as well as spectacularly energetic supernova explosions. Two supernovae occurred in NGC 4666 within the last decade – one in 2014 and the other in 2019. The star that led to the 2019 supernova was 19 times as massive as our Sun!
The torrent of superheated gas emanating from NGC 4666 extends for tens of thousands of light-years, but it is invisible in this image. The superwind’s extremely high temperature makes it stand out as a luminous plume in X-ray or radio observations, but it doesn’t show up at the visible wavelengths imaged by Hubble’s Wide Field Camera 3.
Image credit: ESA/Hubble & NASA, O. Graur; Acknowledgment: L. Shatz
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He's not sure what to think. He just walked up out of the brush and finds me sitting there, watching him. Both of us quite surprised by the other. So as to not to give away his intimidation he just nods his head in acknowledgment and walks right next to me, so close I had to put the camera down to keep him from hitting it. Life is full of surprises. ❤️
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SALVATION THROUGH FAITH IN CHRIST JESUS ALONE!
❤️❤️ IT'S ALL JESUS AND NONE OF OURSELVES! ❤️❤️
1. Now, brothers, I want to remind you of the gospel I preached to you, which you received and on which you have taken your stand. 2. BY THIS GOSPEL YOU ARE SAVED, if you hold firmly to the word I preached to you. Otherwise, you have believed in vain.
3. For what I received I passed on to you as of first importance: that Christ died for our sins according to the Scriptures, 4. that he was buried, that he was raised on the third day according to the Scriptures, 5. and that he appeared to Peter, and then to the Twelve. 6. After that, he appeared to more than five hundred of the brothers at the same time, most of whom are still living, though some have fallen asleep. 7. Then he appeared to James, then to all the apostles, 8. and last of all he appeared to me also, as to one abnormally born.
9. For I am the least of the apostles and do not even deserve to be called an apostle, because I persecuted the church of God. 10. But by the grace of God I am what I am, and his grace to me was not without effect. No, I worked harder than all of them--yet not I, but the grace of God that was with me. 11. Whether, then, it was I or they, this is what we preach, and this is what you believed. (1 Corinthians 15:1-11)
7. Therefore Jesus said again, "I tell you the truth, I am the gate for the sheep. 8. All who ever came before me were thieves and robbers, but the sheep did not listen to them. 9. I am the gate; whoever enters through me WILL BE SAVED. He will come in and go out, and find pasture. 10. The thief comes only to STEAL and KILL and DESTROY; I have come that they may have LIFE, and have it to the FULL. (John 10:7-10)
Jesus came to bring spiritual LIFE to the spiritually dead and set the captives FREE! FREE from RELIGION, ERROR and outright LIES, so they might serve THE LIVING GOD! In SPIRIT and in TRUTH! Because JESUS LOVES YOU! ❤️ ✝️ ❤️
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This unusual lenticular galaxy, which is between a spiral and elliptical shape, has lost almost all the gas and dust from its signature spiral arms, which used to orbit around its center. Known as NGC 1947, this galaxy was discovered almost 200 years ago by James Dunlop, a Scottish-born astronomer who later studied the sky from Australia. NGC 1947 can only be seen from the southern hemisphere, in the constellation Dorado (the Dolphinfish).
Residing around 40 million light-years away from Earth, this galaxy shows off its structure by backlighting its remaining faint gas and dust disk with millions of stars. In this picture, taken with the NASA/ESA Hubble Space Telescope, the faint remnants of the galaxy’s spiral arms can still be made out in the stretched thin threads of dark gas encircling it. Without most of its star-forming material, it is unlikely that many new stars will be born within NGC 1947, leaving this galaxy to continue fading with time.
Image credit: ESA/Hubble & NASA, D. Rosario; Acknowledgment: L. Shatz
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A portrait of a magnificent himalayan peak which has wrapped around itself a godly aura and mystic.For the people of Uttarakhand she is a diety helped not a least bit by its inaccessability. Ascent on this enormous peak is still not allowed and those who have climbed it found it to be tougher than Mt Everest.
Nanda Devi is the second highest mountain in India, and the highest located entirely within the country. (Kangchenjunga, which is higher, is on the border of India and Nepal.) It is the 23rd-highest peak in the world. It was considered the highest mountain in the world before computations in 1808 proved Dhaulagiri to be higher. It was also the highest mountain in India before 1971 when Sikkim, the state in which Kangchenjunga is located, joined the Republic of India. It is part of the Garhwal Himalayas, and is located in the state of Uttarakhand, between the Rishiganga valley on the west and the Goriganga valley on the east. The peak, whose name means "Bliss-Giving Goddess". is regarded as the patron-goddess of the Uttarakhand Himalaya. In acknowledgment of its religious significance and for the protection of its fragile ecosystem, the peak as well as the circle of high mountains surrounding it—the Nanda Devi sanctuary—were closed to both locals and climbers in 1983. It's height is 25643ft or7818mtrs ASL.
September 11, 2008. © Copyright Brian Lipski - all rights reserved
***I have had to add the copyright to this photograph because it has been repeatedly stolen/used without my permission or without acknowledgment by both private persons and commercial entities. I hope it does not detract from the image too much***
I almost gave up on this hike twice after starting it, but was rewarded with this when I reached the saddle. After a little, I realized I had brought way too much gear and my backpack was really heavy. I was going to go back down and load off some gear, but decided to stick with it. After more hiking, I still hadn't seen that the sun had come out, and it looked overcast everywhere. I didn't think the sunset would pan out and almost turned around again. But as soon as I reached the top of the saddle, the sun peeked out through a sliver of empty sky near the horizon and lit everything with a golden glow.
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