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The Snail
The Observatory
Chichen Itza
The Yucatan is very flat and large. The jungle actually only grows to certain height. Imagine being the only thing above it all and the night sky to observe without light pollution. It 29 astronomical events built in to it. 20 have sight lines. Carefully aligned out of square to mark Venus' northernmost position. They knew that Venus moved on a 8 year cycle. It is dated around 906 A.D. The Mayans invented the concept of 0 zero along with an empire in India around the same time. In Egypt the concept of 0 was unknown.
Dans la lande dorée de Carnac,
Ces pierres millénaires dressent leurs silhouettes,
Sentinelles granitiques, muettes témoins d'un passé enfoui.
Elles se succèdent, telle une procession de gardiens,
Alignées avec une précision énigmatique,
Défiant le temps et les éléments.
Leurs formes tourmentées, sculptées par les vents,
Semblent vouloir raconter les secrets oubliés
De ces anciens peuples qui les ont érigées.
Elles se tiennent immobiles, Comme pour méditer sur la course Incessante des saisons et des civilisations.
Au-delà de ces alignements mystérieux,
Les maisons de granit se blottissent,
Abritant la vie d'aujourd'hui Sous le regard impassible des géants de pierre.
Un dialogue silencieux s'établit
Entre l'ancien et le moderne,
Entre la nature sauvage et l'homme.
Ces menhirs, témoins d'une époque révolue,
Veillent avec sérénité sur cette contrée bretonne,
Où le temps semble s'être arrêté.
Ils perpétuent la mémoire d'un passé mystérieux,
Invitant les visiteurs à se laisser imprégner
Par la poésie mélancolique de ces lieux.
"There is no reason good enough for us to ever be out of alignment with Peace, and there is no reason good enough for us to ever be out of alignment with Love."
~ Alaric Hutchinson, Living Peace
'Aligned'
The Milky Way stands vertically over some Tafoni Sandstone structures on the California coast. The stoney lines and honeycomb structures repeat the starry band and dust lanes in the sky. They stretch out and almost touch each other, but remain separated by the turbulent and ominously dark waters of the Pacific Ocean.
EXIF
Canon EOS-R, astro-modified by Richard Galli from EOS 4Astro
Tamron SP 15-30mm f/2.8
IDAS NBZ filter
iOptron SkyTracker Pro
Low Level Lighting
Sky:
Stack of 5x 90s @ ISO1600, unfiltered & 3x 150s @ ISO6400, filtered
Foreground:
Focus stack of 6x 2s @ISO400 during twilight
The Skin i Amazing. Her name is Luna. Out now inworld at Diamond Beauty. lmk: maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Purple%20Hills/240/28/22
Blog Details: goddessdiary.wixsite.com/a-goddess-diary/post/aligning
*I do not own the rights to this music*
The approach to the Milwaukee Art Museum aligns with a major thoroughfare running through downtown. The spine of the building aligns with this axis - as does the pedestrian bridge that one crosses to reach the museum. Lake Michigan is beyond.
Wonderful Wednesday to you my friend.
Unlike the prior image, Paddle To Sun, this is the proper image taken without the paddle reaching up. The intention was to have the sun flares above and align with the gunnels of the canoe.
Golden Monoliths
par/by SpY
Rue Faidherbe (Rambla), Lille
Imagined for lille3000’s 7th edition, the Golden Monoliths by Spanish artist SpY guide the visitors and participants of the parade to the heart of the city and its Fiesta. The gold titans seem like a modern take on the 17th century city gates, that welcomed the opening of carnivals and processions. They transform the urban landscape of Lille through the installation of fourteen golden shipping containers in a vertical position, aligned along its main street.
This monumental intervention reconfigures the everyday perception of the public environment, turning industrial objects into symbols that alter our understanding of space.
The street ceases to be a simple space of transit and becomes a ritual corridor, a passageway between
Originally conceived as utilitarian structures for global transportation and trade, the containers are decontextualized and coated in gold. Far from being a decorative gesture, this treatment converts their industrial purpose into an artistic resignification that oscillates between the functional and the symbolic.
SpY subverts the original identity of the containers through an installation that transforms the utilitarian into the mythological, in an exercise in spatial perception that invites reflection on the cult of consumption in modern society.
Source: fiestalille3000.com/en/exposition/golden-monoliths-2/
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À l’image des portes de ville du 17ème siècle qui accueillaient l’ouverture des carnavals et des processions, les Golden Monoliths de l’artiste espagnol SpY guident le public et les participants à la parade au cœur de la ville et de sa Fiesta. Ils transforment le paysage urbain de Lille avec quatorze conteneurs dorés érigés à la verticale le long de la rue Faidherbe.
Cette intervention monumentale reconfigure notre vision quotidienne de la ville, transforme des objets industriels en symboles qui modifient notre perception de l’espace.
À l’origine conçues comme des structures utilitaires pour le transport et le commerce global, les conteneurs sont décontextualisés et peints en or. Loin d’être un geste décoratif, cette métamorphose vient bouleverser leur essence industrielle et leur confère un sens artistique entre fonction et symbole, utilité et mythologie.
Don't know what the two bright stars in the sky are here, but it was at twilight in the western sky off of Bowen Island. I took the photo because of the brightest star (planet), and when editing the photo, I noticed the lesser light close to the branches of the tall tree on the right.
Venus,Mars and Jupiter all lined up. After a week of waiting for cloudy skies to clear it was a great sight just as the sun began to rise.
W9 and I just had a new and colorful bird under our belt: The Summer Tanager. Los Angeles was being showered by something called "rain." Were the planets beginning to align? Was the Moon in the 7th house?
Packing the typical gear, we headed out to the South Coast Botanic Garden to find the reported Green-tailed Towhee. We have wanted this bird for years but were not willing to go to sketchy areas unless Jerry was with us. So this was our chance to nail this bird. And the garden is lovely! Nice clean bathrooms! Flush toilets! Free parking!
No sooner do we go into the Children's Garden (I know!) where the bird was reported seen than BINGO. The target bird is there! And singing his pants off! We can't believe our luck!!!!! If only it was this easy. Easy peasy. We are firing off shots and breathing ... all is right with the universe. No one is hungry, tired, lonely, or lost. Focus now. Get the bird. Get the shot. We have time to set up our camp stools.
And then it happens. Two parents with cameras and a child in tow zero in on us. It will be "what are you looking at?" time. (After all, we were in the “Children’s Garden.”) It is a lifer bird for us both. To make the situation worse, the child, a bit older than a toddler, has a camera equipped with a sizable lens. Not a bridge camera. I think it's a Nikon, but I'm doing that semi squeeze my eyes shut thing so that I don't take in any more information.
The trio is heading our way. My brain is shrieking Nooooooooooooo. The father is explaining things to the child about “background.” They stay a reasonable distance away but that's not good enough. With this camera hog of a bird we can just try to draw the family away. Try to get them distracted or better yet, bored.
W9 and I leave this posing beauty and whisper "We'll be back, my love. Wait for us."
But here's how it breaks down. The family sets up camp. We sneak back to check. We try shooting in an area close by with hummers. Who doesn't like hummers???? The mascot and symbol of this Botanic Garden! It’s almost working. The family moves closer to us. They aren't rude or pushy but I have no faith that they can resist the pull ... W9's monopod and all...
After an eternity they move on. We dive back in to get the Green-tailed Towhee. But now the little fart wants nothing to do with us. W9 tracks him, finds him. He briefly visited a puddle and then bolted. W9 finds him again, but this time he’s under bushes, foraging in the shadows. What the hell happened to the showy diva we met earlier when we arrived at the garden party???
So, allow me to present our latest lifer bird.
"There’s nothing quite like the color that gives the Green-tailed Towhee its name—a deep olive lightening to yellow-green on the edges of the wings and tail. Set off by a gray chest, white throat, and rufous crown, this large sparrow is a colorful resident of the West’s shrubby mountainsides and sagebrush expanses—if you can see one. They spend their time scratching at leaf litter under dense cover, occasionally popping into view to whistle a song or give a querulous mewing call." allaboutboids