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One question ... 2 answers , infinite viewpoints !. Is it art ?
Or is this FHING ART ? for those who appreciate anagrams and old money !
For reference - area in picture approximately 10mm ( 1cm ) width.
In this instance to get this close I used a Miranda 35-70 fitted back to front via reversing ring to triple extension tubes. Shot at f22. I used liveview and a macro slider to make focussing easier - though with these longer exposures I really do need to think about finding a more solid base to put the objects on than my coffee table ! I could also consider using flash !
Answer: Not very. You don't even need to get out of your car. Just go to a national park where they ignore people in vehicles.
Here is Cecil in 2014, with two tourist vehicles (and two more out of shot), resting in the heat of the day. Standing up occasionally, turning around, yawning, lying down again and going back to sleep. Just like cats the world over.
The real challenge is to miss a shot at this range and to have to spend the next two days trying to find a wounded lion that has gone to ground, so that you can have it killed properly, beheaded and skinned. Giving you "hard-earned" trophies as proof of your derring-do.
“You take delight not in a city's seven or seventy wonders, but in the answer it gives to a question of yours.” (Italo Calvino, Invisible Cities)
New York, Dec/2017
Police patrol - No 4. of a documentary series published by L'Itinéraire, a street magazine sold by people who have a rough life. I have the priviledge to coach some writers and to take pictures to support their articles.
After a night full of fighting crime, the caped crusader finds the highest ledge and watches over the crime ridden Gotham city.
She grew up with answers, provided with good intentions, but which she found faulty as she acquired to ability to contemplate them thoroughly for herself... She she left, determined to find her own path, her own choices, her own answers. What she was told was right, she ended up discarded. She was happy now with what was left. What she found on her own and made her own...
110/365 ...is blowin' in the wind. It was really stormy. Look how much the tree branches are moving!
La Jolla, San Diego, California.
Ever since I found out about this spot, I've been praying for a beautiful sunset. Today, my prayers have been answered. But I forgot to pray for there to be less photographers who took the prime spots before I arrived ;-( Just kidding. Amazing view for everyone to enjoy!
Tech Info:
Nikon D800E, Nikkor AF-S 16-35mm f/4G ED VR, Lee 0.6 GND and "Little Stopper" filters.
Post-processed in Lr 5.7 and Ps CS6.
In an instant
She knew
Every answer
To every question
Why was she given
This burden
What was she to tell
The world
What is the point
Of life
If we know
Everything
Luckily
Molly has short term
Memory loss
And so it was
The burden was lifted
Ten minutes later
The End....or shall we say
The Beginning, again!
A Northern Crested Caracara takes flight from a cell tower in San Antonio, Texas. Shortly after, two more followed it traveling due east toward the sun. I didn’t see them again for several days until recently they reappeared one or two at a time. There is a large nest in the tower. I don’t know if it’s theirs.
Long or short (naturally my own)?
Please, honest answers only. Thank you.
I've seen a few girls do this recently, so if any one is feeling generous, this is my Amazon wish list, thank you 😘😘
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It has been a year and a half since I last uploaded a photo. Slice151 challenged me to "Rejoin the Community." I guess it's time to take off the stuffy ol' suit and put on a cape.
Flamborough lifeboat "Elizabeth Jane Palmer" launched on 24 June 2017 to rescue walkers cut off by the tide.
I've just realised that I didn't post the answer to "What Caused This?" before my PC crashed. Well done to all who guessed water birds and especially well done to those who said Coot .
Hot on the heels of the first dandelion comes the first daisy of the season...
Take a peek large on black! :)
07-080
“So I spake, and anon he answered out of his pitiless heart: ‘Thou art witless, my stranger, or thou hast come from afar, who biddest me either to fear or shun the gods. For the Cyclôpes pay no heed to Zeus, lord of the aegis, nor to the blessed gods, for verily we are better men than they. Nor would I, to shun the enmity of Zeus, spare either thee or thy company, unless my spirit bade me. But tell me where thou didst stay thy well-wrought ship on thy coming? Was it perchance at the far end of the island, or hard by, that I may know?’
“So he spake tempting me, but he cheated me not, who knew full much, and I answered him again with words of guile:
“‘As for my ship, Poseidon, the shaker of the earth, brake it to pieces, for he cast it upon the rocks at the border of your country, and brought it nigh the headland, and a wind bare it thither from the sea. But I with these my men escaped from utter doom.’
“So I spake, and out of his pitiless heart he answered me not a word, but sprang up, and laid his hands upon my fellows, and clutching two together dashed them, as they had been whelps, to the earth, and the brain flowed forth upon the ground, and the earth was wet. Then cut he them up piecemeal, and made ready his supper. So he ate even as a mountain-bred lion, and ceased not, devouring entrails and flesh and bones with their marrow. And we wept and raised our hands to Zeus, beholding the cruel deeds; and we were at our wits’ end. And after the Cyclops had filled his huge maw with human flesh and the milk he drank thereafter, he lay within the cave, stretched out among his sheep.
“So I took counsel in my great heart, whether I should draw near, and pluck my sharp sword from my thigh, and stab him in the breast, where the midriff holds the liver, feeling for the place with my hand. But my second thought withheld me, for so should we too have perished even there with utter doom. For we should not have prevailed to roll away with our hands from the lofty door the heavy stone which he set there. So for that time we made moan, awaiting the bright Dawn.
“Now when early Dawn shone forth, the rosy-fingered, again he kindled the fire and milked his goodly flocks all orderly, and beneath each ewe set her lamb. Anon when he had done all his work busily, again he seized yet other two men and made ready his mid-day meal. And after the meal, lightly he moved away the great door-stone, and drave his fat flocks forth from the cave, and afterwards he set it in his place again, as one might set the lid on a quiver. Then with a loud whoop, the Cyclops turned his fat flocks towards the hills; but I was left devising evil in the deep of my heart, if in any wise I might avenge me, and Athene grant me renown. - Homer
This was taken on what was the most perfect winter day I've ever seen. The sun was shining bright and the air had a certain freshness to it that I really enjoyed all day. It was so lovely, it was like an answered prayer. At the end of the day, I spotted some urban nature and was intrigued by that and the light on the buildings by it. So I got my camera out for one last picture that day. Almost three years later, I wonder if it's still there.
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After his set at Vantastival 2016.
Strobist Info:
One AD360 at 1/1 camera right through shoot-through umbrella about 1 ft away from subject's face. Triggered with YN622s nad paired with the MT-16s for HSS Control.
I usually see something unusual or interesting on my bike rides but today took the cake. I was cruising along the Martin Goodman (Lakeshore) bike path on a hot, humid, early fall day. Suddenly I did a double-take when I saw this large military vehicle sitting in the Ontario Place parking lot. Of course I had to stop and investigate. This friendly soldier came over to say hello and answer some of my questions. Meet Daymon.
Daymon couldn’t have been nicer and we stood in the heat chatting for ten minutes. He is in the Canadian Army, stationed in Petawawa which is a military base. The base is located three hours northeast of Toronto on the Ottawa River. The logical questions were “What is this thing?” and “What is it doing here?” Smiling Daymon answered both questions and more. The vehicle is a Canadian-built LAV 6, (light armored vehicle). It is used to transport troops to the front line. It is both powerful and well-defended – both with armor and artillery. (www.gdlscanada.com/products/LAV/LAV-6.0.html) It was sitting in the Ontario Place parking lot, waiting for the arrival of a flatbed truck to transport it back to Petawawa.
I was surprised to learn that it can travel on the highway at 100 km/hour, powered by a 450 horsepower engine similar to that in a tractor trailer. “Due to its weight and size, it makes more sense to carry it on a flatbed. You can probably imagine how awkward it is to maneuver in traffic and to stop quickly if necessary.” The large mirrors are just to make it street-legal. The driver has the benefit of a series of cameras, some heat-sensitive, to have a good view ahead and in a variety of directions. Daymon is, in fact, the driver.
He explained that the LAV 6 has been on display at the CNE (Canadian National Exhibition) all last week. It was there to promote awareness of Canada’s defense department and stir up interest for potential volunteers. Daymon grew up in a suburb of Toronto and has been in the military for two and a half years. When I asked him if he planned to make a career in the military he wisely replied “That remains to be seen. I don’t have to make that decisionsany time soon.”
My original thought was to take a photo of my bicycle next to the LAV 6, showing the contrasting methods of transport. Daymon encouraged me to go ahead. After positioning my bike in front of the machine I thought to ask him to pose with the bike and the LAV. As we continued to talk, I took another photo of Daymon perched on top of the LAV as we chatted. He then offered to take a couple of photos of me and my bike next to the LAV.
When I told him about my Human Family project and asked if it would be ok to use the photos for my Flickr project he said it sounded like a great project but explained he is not authorized to grant or deny permission. That said, he continued “Given that the LAV and I have been on display all week and have been photographed thousands of times, I can’t see any problem with a bit more social media exposure.” Since his presence was in large part public relations for the army, it seemed only reasonable.
I asked how he got the “gig” to come to Toronto for the week and he said “I just volunteered and since a number of our drivers are currently deployed to operations in Latvia, the pool of volunteers was small and I was chosen. I was really pleased since it also gave me a chance to visit my family.”
Daymon’s message to the project was “It’s important to think of ways to give back to one’s country.” He felt good about his military service. “It has already given me lots of experiences I never would have had in civilian life… for example, the chance to drive this!”
We shook hands and I thanked him for being such a friendly representative of the Army. I told him I hoped the truck would come soon. He said “Me too. It’s hot out here.” I looked for him and the LAV as I returned from my ride to the west end and all I saw was a big empty parking lot.
This is my 760th submission to The Human Family Group on Flickr.
You can view more street portraits and stories by visiting The Human Family.
Le mani hanno un grande fascino.
Si prestano a varie interpretazioni. Raccontano la vita di un uomo, cosa ha vissuto.
As we were watching a large bull and his harem grazing on the ridge, we could hear another bull bugling an approach from the valley floor. When the newcomer reached the edge of the brush and stepped into the field the lead bull suddenly broke rank and moved to intercept him. There was a great deal of posturing and flared nostrils but it never came to blows. The interloper finally opted for a circuitous path around the herd.