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“There's always some aftermath, good and bad, makes-me-happy or makes-me-unhappy, for anything we choose to do.”
- Richard Bach
The lighting was often difficult in the boneyard that night. There was a lot of ambient sodium vapor lighting.
Ordinarily, I try to minimize or eliminate the orange cast of the sodium vapor lights in my night shots, but in this one, I went the other way. I added lots of white LED light to the foreground, and ratcheted up the orange sodium vapor glow on the clouds, trying to evoke a sense of unseen calamity happening just out of the frame.
Tucson, AZ
We had a fantastic sky last night ..... was on the way to the car and we turned around ...... and the aftermath of the sunset was still something to behold .....so this became the last shot of the evening!
I know i am going backwards!!!
Used to be water balloons...the color is so much brighter when they're not stretched full with water :0)
all that's left
are the charred remains
the bare branches
the silence
but there is hope
in the bits of life
emerging
from the scorched earth
and the silence
The aftermath of Hurricane Irma leaves flooding and erosion at Folly Beach, SC. This was shot below the milky way Galaxy on September 14th 2017.
A classic Portland "four square" house.
It took the city quite a while to clean up after the February snow/ice storm.
February 2021.
Mystery ("Holiday") film.
Camera: Olympus XA2. Processed by Blue Moon Camera. Home scanned print with adjustments in PS.
One Day this is maybe all we would see - but we would not see because this maybe the last thing still standing on Earth . Not sure whether we had gone the same way of everyone and everything else - or had we taken all that Earth had to offer before heading out to the stars in search of a new world only to ravage that before heading out to do the same thing yet again ?????????
Dear John,
This war is awful. It doesn't start to set it until you've experienced it, nothing like I've ever felt before. Our battalion tried to make a move out of our trench, unknowing of what would happen. The whistles blew and our captain climbed the ladder, followed by several other men, only to get riddled with German ammunition. The rest of the battalion tried to charge forward but mortar fire cut us short. We received quick orders to retreat back into the trenches, dragging wounded along with us. I vividly remember a man laying out in no man's land. He was screaming for his mother, I don't think he realized both his legs were severed at the knee. One soldier tried to go and drag him back but a German sniper was ready for him. The soldier dropped like a sack of potatoes next to the man yelling for his mother, slowly dying on the ground. Its been almost 15 minutes after we retreated, wounded are everywhere and medical supplies are running low. Along side that, the war is taking a toll of us mentally. Just moments ago medical personnel was bringing a man back to the makeshift med station, he looked as he was possessed by satin himself. Don't worry though, I hear talk that this war may be over soon. Hopefully it's true.
Your brother,
Issac Benson
10-sec exposure
rear-curtain flash
slight increase in...umm okay, so "slight" might be a little bit of an understatement... grandiloquent increase in manipulating, layering and a whole lot of crazy shit (post process)... plus contrast :-)
My first association from this viewpoint was a post-nuclear forest, but then I saw the positive sense of fulfilled purpose :)
Cover of PhotoPoetics 3-Jun-2015
There is one road / we hardly know / as you can guess / that's the road we go. // More insight / do we have / about other people's paths. // Somewhere / between our view / and understanding / lies the aftermath.