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As already mentioned in the title, taking pictures is still a great fun for me. btw: this time I am not wearing any false breasts - just normal flat-chested
This is shoe addiction, portrayed by me.
I don't really have a shoe addiction, but i must say, those are practically, all my shoes.
*explored* May 29th #203
Things that make a camera nerd like me happy. Bought a lens and a Leicameter MR for the M4-P at local Camera exchange. Damn, gaga Leica prices. The good thing is they will go up. So it's some kind of an investment.
Leica M4-P with Summicron C 40mm f2 and Leicameter MR
Rolleiflex with Carl Zeiss Tessar 75mm f3.5
Mamiya 645 Super with Sekkor 80mm f2.8 N
Pentacon Six TL with Zeiss Flektogon 50mm f4 (first version)
Leica R4 with Summicron R 50mm f2
YOUNG HOMELESS MAN | SAN FRANCISCO | DECEMBER 29, 2007.
the crowd is crushing and oppressive. joyful tidings of retail cheer. the clouds hover just beyond reach. the rain patters lightly; an incessant timepiece. and a figure rests like a stone beneath; drawn to the earth but apart from it. ground down.
it was acid that started the trip. dropped at 16. a welcoming introduction. a young "cole" no more. and texas couldn't hold his burn for long. nor jails dampen it. at 21 he flew; but was wanted. he made it to california, but would serve again and more in texas before he was 25. and elsewhere after.
but his love stood by him. a drifter who got a job and apartment to support and console him in jail. and thirteen years later they would be together; drifting homeless or shacked in $35 hotels.
no one's ever done more. certainly not the woman who carried him in her womb; but no further. perhaps her father did as much, caring for the child alone; but he died when an eight year old needs more. and adoption was a hollow thing at best.
yes, this drifter stood by him unlike the others.
but then, again, no more. a month or more alone. and counting.
yet he's here for heroin more than anything else. or anyone. the city has endless supply and sale pricing. so he has that.
and the dope was good for christmas. though he missed extra company. he struggles with recent memories; but is sure of both these.
so he's looking for someone new. that's really on his mind. but john is equally in his head.
because he still cares for him. and he still keeps up with him. and watches out for him.
he wants to be sure john doesn't get burned too hard by the new flame.
"sometimes you deserve it. and sometimes you want it; it's fun for a while."
but it can go too far and get too deep.
so he's keeping an eye out for his friend.
that's all.
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I always loved fishing since a very young age .Catching fish from the shore was never easy ,I could only cast that far .And then the kayak came along ,a very little craft with plenty mischief .Well I really has to adapt to every condition frown at me .With practice I eventually made it to many waters around Scotland .Fishing is about water ,discovery and wilderness .Once a week I reunite with the elements .Catching a fish is thrilling ,and it's all about the touch and the way to catch those ,.Most fish will be released free and some will be kept for the table .I set out for the adventure ,the wilderness ,the ocean .I make sure I wear the right gear out at sea and look after myself .Life is about living .I can only spare a little time playing each week on the water but this time is precious to me ,my adventure ..I am lucky
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È il 13 di ottobre e mio fratello, che conosce bene le mie manie, mi chiede: "stasera esci a fare foto?" In cielo non c'è stata una sola nuvola per tutta la giornata così gli rispondo che quella non è la serata giusta. Un cielo senza nuvole è semplicemente noioso. Tornando a casa, però, delle nuvole "a pecorelle" formatesi da poco sembrano promettere bene. Ormai il tramonto è vicino e le nuvole cominciano ad assumere quella tonalità di giallo che in breve, in base alla mia esperienza, so che virerà verso il rosso. Il fallimento stavolta non è contemplato, così prendo la macchina fotografica ed esco. Questo è il risultato. Breve nota di colore: accanto a me era parcheggiata una Smart con lo stereo a palla su di un pezzo di Lady Gaga. Me ne sono tornato a casa canticchiando: "po-po-po-po-poker face"
There are hundreds of channels available with the help of a small satellite dish and no other cost in Turkey ; not all are of prime quality and I found it quite funny that the conservative teenage girls in each village that I visited loved to see a specific programme with very thin girls in bikinis, playing various beach and swimming pool games, something that lady H. (aged 80) did not like at all, so there was a sort of gentle struggle between the various generations each night (and also during some afternoons).
NB : not so much time to watch TV : women are very busy and the ones of this village, between 20 and 50 were mostly in another place, milking the cows and making yoghurt / cream for 2 months in the high pastures the other side of the mountain !