Versuche mit analogem Objektiv an digitaler Kamera

Objektiv: Seagull (Minolta) 1:1,8 50mm per Adapter

Kamera: Olympus E510

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This reddish type-based message reads, "Addict ...but not a criminal."

Shot on a wall in Beirut, this graffiti by Ze-Mo3alem & Petra got tagged as a public awareness campaign for "Em Al Noor" (mother of light) organisation.

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12 février 2011 - pour le groupe Un jour, un photographe 2011

All my photos nicely presented on black on this very cool site called DARCKR by Laurent HENOQUE

Picture taken & Edited by ME ♥

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Stencil by KLAB, that stands for Konfronterande lejon attackerar bovarna.Translated that would be something like Confrontational Lion Attacking the Crooks.

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2017, London, Shoreditch, UK

Day 18/365

April 18th '11

I am slightly addicted to shoes, I have lots of pairs that I can't bear to throw out as I'm sure one day they will match a dress! This particular have only been worn once and they were perfect for the dress that they were worn with. I think it could be time to Ebay them! When i took this I decided it was slightly missing something so decided to have a my first play with textures. I decided I wanted something with a slightly vintagey feel to it. Not sure if the finished effect is any better as Im so critical but at least Ive broken the texture barrier and can start experimenting and learning a bit more! I wasn't sure if the space at the side of the shoes where they were offset was a little distracting but I tried cropping it and I think I prefer the offset version.

A favorite spot for fly fishing

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Quando ho scattato questa foto stavo piangendo... Okay, non stavo davvero piangendo, ma piangevo dentro. E non perché davanti a me c'era uno spettacolo meraviglioso, ma perché me n'ero appena perso uno memorabile. Le cose sono andate così: erano circa le 18.00 dell'8 ottobre 2011. Mi metto davanti al PC riproponendomi di dare un'occhiata al cielo da lì a 10 minuti per decidere se è il caso o meno di uscire a fare foto. Ma girovagando in rete m'imbatto in un sito troppo curioso: pieno zeppo di foto scattate dentro un tunnel dell'orrore. Le facce terrorizzate delle persone sono spassose, e tra uno sghignazzo e l'altro finisce che me le guardo tutte. Quando termino, mi rendo conto che sono già le 18.30 - orario in cui avrei dovuto essere fuori a fare foto. Mi alzo di scatto e corro alla finestra sperando che il cielo sia una schifezza. Scosto la tenda e - NOOO! - il cielo è bellissimo! Una coltre di nubi rosse come non ne ho mai viste. È già tardi, ma in una frazione di secondo decido comunque di uscire. Metto le scarpe, acchiappo la macchina fotografica e schizzo via fuori di casa salutando al volo mia moglie (che da quando mi è presa la mania della fotografia si è rassegnata a tollerarmi come ogni buona moglie dovrebbe fare con le fissazioni del marito). Salgo in macchina e corro alla mia "campagna dimenticata" del tutto incurante dei limiti di velocità. C'è pochissimo tempo. La luce al tramonto cambia a una velocità impressionante. Già durante il tragitto il colore delle nuvole sì è affievolito. Parcheggio e mi catapulto fuori dall'automobile senza preoccuparmi di chiuderla a chiave. Il cielo si sta spegnendo a vista d'occhio. Arrivo in "postazione" e monto il treppiede con ancora un rimasuglio di rosso su tutto il cielo. Accendo la macchina, imposto lo scatto e - NOOO! - il cielo si è spento! Solo l'orizzonte rimane tinto di rosso. E io comincio a piangere dentro.

A Busker plays the bass as London passes him by

Flyer

Taken at the Yayoi Kusama projection installation called Manhattan Suicide Addict at the David Zwirner Gallery. Kusama sings a song she wrote in this piece.

I'm addicted to hers. And, well, she's decided that those "Smiles" mashed potato things you buy in the frozen section of the supermarket are what you are *suppose* to eat.

"Smokers' children quite often become smokers themselves..."

Asio Flammeus, sorry for the unconventionel background

addicted.

New Photo.

Testing the miniature furniture!

Nathaly Tiznado Siegmund.

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Lumines II, very addicting. Here is "Black Tambourine" by Beck, my favorite skin and song for the new version of Lumines.

week 27

I'm addicted to watching my babies sleep. For some reason all the craziness of motherhood vanishes and you forget about the crazy morning that just took place when you're watching them peacefully sleeping.

I'm also addicted to those ridiculous eyelashes of his... why do boys get the most amazing eyelashes? Not fair at all, but he sure is cute!

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Formerly 'Addicted Luchia' now rerooted blonde by me. I used saran hair, mix of honey blonde and dark blonde.

Thats right...I'm addicted to wasabi peas...in fact, I'm eating them right now (at 9:30 in the morning...I have a problem!)!

That is where you end up with addiction, “The Footpath”

Taken during "Scott Kelby's 2nd Annual Worldwide Photowalk" organized by Through the Lens: Bangladesh (TTL) on 18 July 2009

Nikon D3200, NIKKOR 50mm f1.8G

Look how darn beautiful... I wanted to stamp it with stars to make a stary night Christmas themed mani but it was to pretty too mess with.

Blue Addicted by Essence (€0.99 I kid you not!!!)

Harddrug addicts in pakistan

they are always the first souvenier I would hunt.

Model: Cassandra Carrie