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"floating here
like this with you
underneath the stars
aligned
for 13 billion years
the view
it's beautiful
and ours alone tonight
underneath the stars
spinning round
and round with you
watching shadows
melt the lights
so shining
from our eyes
a tear
another space is ours
alone tonight
watch as shadows melt
the waves, break
the waves, break
whisper in my ear, a wish
"we could drift away so far"
your voice
inside of my head
like this
it's infinite
the hours alone tonight
we could drift away...."
~ the cure
inspired by little miss sunshine... your star shines bright girl.
texture by rephotography
Hierapolis theatre. L A R G E
Hierapolis was the ancient city on top of the famous Pamukkale hot springs.
The picture is geotagged.
I especially wanted to post this shot taken at Catcott Heath a few days ago, because it shows something you don't often see - a dragonfly's mandibles. These are the dark hooks which articulate sideways. Normally they are either out of sight inside the 'mouth', or concealed by a prey item they are clamped on to, but he opened wide and turned his head slightly towards me at just the right moment!
"Silence is the great teacher, and to learn its lessons you must pay attention to it. There is no substitute for the creative inspiration, knowledge, and stability that come from knowing how to contact your core of inner silence. The great Sufi poet Rumi wrote, Only let the moving waters calm down, and the sun and moon will be reflected on the surface of your being." - Deepak Chopra
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It is imperative that we understand the importance of silence in our relationships because it truly can speak louder than words. There are times our hearts are so full of love that there are no words that can express the depth of it and the sharing of the silence between lovers is a sacred thing. Other times, we can be so angry that, while there may be words to express it, it is best to keep silent because words spoken in anger cannot be taken back. It has been said that the man who doesn't understand your silence will never understand your words. I think we should all the take the time to embrace the silence and listen with our hearts, only then will we truly understand.
The ancients in their niches along the walls of the Portico degli Uffizi leading to the River Arno. Their eternal gestures frozen in stone. The moderns....oblivious perhaps.......
Aside from the exquisite light that was streaming in through the colonnades, the view of the facades to the other side of the Arno - beyond the people in the distance - caught my attention. Everywhere one looks in Florence the mind is inspired by the arts. What an amazing city!
You can see my other shots of Florence (with travel tips regarding some of my favorite sites) here: www.flickr.com/photos/44548980@N00/sets/72157624698578316/
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The three visible statues in the niches are, from left to right:
Macchiavelli: e-urope.physics.lsa.umich.edu/tours/florence/uffizi/macch...
Guido Aretino: e-urope.physics.lsa.umich.edu/tours/florence/uffizi/areti...
Amerigo Vespucci: e-urope.physics.lsa.umich.edu/tours/florence/uffizi/vespu...
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Here's more information about this iconic place along the Arno: www.aviewoncities.com/florence/uffizi.htm
And: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Uffizi .... here's an excerpt: Building of the palace was begun by Giorgio Vasari in 1560 for Cosimo I de' Medici as the offices for the Florentine magistrates — hence the name "uffizi" ("offices"). Construction was continued to Vasari's design by Alfonso Parigi and Bernardo Buontalenti and ended in 1581. The cortile (internal courtyard) is so long and narrow, and open to the Arno River at its far end through a Doric screen that articulates the space without blocking it, that architectural historians[1] treat it as the first regularized streetscape of Europe. Vasari, a painter as well as architect, emphasized the perspective length by the matching facades' continuous roof cornices, and unbroken cornices between storeys and the three continuous steps on which the palace-fronts stand. The niches in the piers that alternate with columns were filled with sculptures of famous artists in the 19th century.
"there are two lasting bequests we can give our children: one is roots, the other is wings.”
~ hodding carter
My cousin's daughter, Tin-Tin, she's articulate, smart, and opinionated. She wants to be a doctor like her parents.
There is something magical about the mist and fog to me. Its a temporary moment in which I can exsist in two worlds at once. My favorite thing to do is stop everything when its foggy and go shoot.
Into the golden vessel of great song
Let us pour all our passion; breast to breast
Let other lovers lie, in love and rest;
Not we,—articulate, so, but with the tongue
Of all the world: the churning blood, the long
Shuddering quiet, the desperate hot palms pressed
Sharply together upon the escaping guest,
The common soul, unguarded, and grown strong.
Longing alone is singer to the lute;
Let still on nettles in the open sigh
The minstrel, that in slumber is as mute
As any man, and love be far and high,
That else forsakes the topmost branch, a fruit
Found on the ground by every passer-by.
Edna St. Vincent Millay, "Sonnets 02: Into The Golden Vessel Of Great Song".
Today dad would have been 91~!!!
My dad participated in an Oral History Project March 08. I have never felt more pride in my entire life. I feel Parental pride! He is like...Dick Cavett meets Frank McCourt...
without the ego or drinking problem!
Eloquent; Funny; Interesting; Articulate; Loved...
his set: www.flickr.com/photos/globetoppers/sets/72157594568536797...
Happy Veteran's day, Da Da. See you with Brown Bread in hand today. <3
1/3/09: This great man transistioned from this plane on Dec. 31st at 3:03 AM.
He went peacefully into the night, surrounded by love....
Dearest Friends and Family:
Beloved husband, father, grandfather, great grandfather, uncle, friend and all around Mensch Albert Lincoln Sohl
transitioned from this physical plane on December 31st. He was surrounded by loved ones and light and
went peacefully into the night. Just like the man he was. Unassuming and no fusses please.
Yet, this man was adored by EVERYONE .
Whomever has had the privilege to have known my dad- well,
you now know a good dirty joke and felt what unconditional love means.
Many of you have already reached out to our family and expressed your loss.
Thank you so much. It means the world.
To those of you for whom this is news- I am sorry for your loss.
We will have a service on Jan. 10th in Florida.
For any details, please feel free to email me or call.
Much love
Lisa
If it wasn’t for the upright strength of a checkerboard-topped open silo, this old barn would be lying in ruins on the ground. As it is, the former dairy barn will never regain any type of use and its demise is assured and only a question of when is yet to be answered.
When I was a youngster in a farming community over 70 years ago, there were some things I heard that made a deep impression on me, some for the good and others not so good which were probably not meant for my tender ears.
Many of the quotes that still readily come to my mind after the passage of time marking my journey on earth, came from the lips of my mother. She instilled a decorum in my soul that far outlasted her own personal sojourn.
Early on before I could articulate compound sentences, she informed me that God could see and hear everything I did. I didn’t know much at that point of life but I remember thinking that didn’t sound like a positive development for me. I had enough problems just trying to hide things from my inquisitive siblings.
Another phrase about the shortness of life branded into my subconscious came from an old hymn our little country congregation sang. The words were “Life is very brief, like the falling of a leaf, like the binding of a sheaf.” I had to ask my dad what in the world binding a sheaf meant. After he explained, I was glad I didn’t know as it sounded like hard work.
As a young married couple full of ideas for the future and facing the challenges of raising a couple of rug-rats, my wife and I did not give much thought to how we would need each other more than ever when we reached the point of life where we would need some help navigating. That period of life seemed far in the distance. Surprised by the brevity of life, we now do know and there are times when she has been the silo of strength and at some critical times of health crisis in her life, I have traded places.
One major goal in young marriages we should encourage in kinfolk who come after us is to build a partnership where faithfully serving our partner in old age becomes the epitome of a life well-lived.
(Photographed near North Branch, MN)
When My Mind is Still
When my mind is still and alone with the beating of my heart,
I remember things too easily forgotten:
The purity of early love,
The maturity of unselfish love that asks --
desires -- nothing but another's good,
The idealism that has persisted through all the tempest of life.
When my mind is still and alone with the beating of my heart,
I can find a quiet assurance, an inner peace, in the core of my being.
It can face the doubt, the loneliness, the anxiety,
Can accept these harsh realities and can even grow
Because of these challenges to my essential being.
When my mind is still and alone with the beating of my heart,
I can sense my basic humanity,
And then I know that all men and women are my brothers and sisters.
Nothing but my own fear and distrust can separate me from the love of friends.
If I can trust others, accept them, enjoy them,
Then my life shall surely be richer and more full.
If I can accept others, this will help them to be more truly themselves,
And they will be more able to accept me.
When my mind is still and alone with the beating of my heart,
I know how much life has given me:
The history of the race, friends and family,
The opportunity to work, the chance to build myself.
Then wells within me the urge to live more abundantly,
With greater trust and joy,
With more profound seriousness and earnest service,
And yet more calmly at the heart of life.
-Paul Beattie
• Articulate Harp
Scientific classification
Superdomain: Neomura
Domain: Eukaryota
(unranked): Opisthokonta
(unranked) Holozoa
(unranked) Filozoa
Kingdom: Animalia
Subkingdom: Eumetazoa
(unranked): Bilateria
(unranked): Protostomia
Superphylum: Lophotrochozoa
Phylum: Mollusca
Subphylum: Conchifera
Class: Gastropoda
Subclass: Orthogastropoda
Order: Neogastropoda
Superfamily: Muricoidea
Family: Harpidae
Subfamily: Harpinae
Genus: Harpa
Species: H. articularis
110mm
Masbate, Philippines
From my collection
The Eden Project, Cornwall.
"The Dionysian myths are amongst the oldest and most potent stories that link mankind with nature. Not only do they serve as an insight into ancient civilizations, but they also articulate truths of human nature that resonate with veracity to this day - beneath the veneer of everyday society lie dark and powerful forces of unpredictable magnitude, brutal passion and fragile mortality are present so frequently in situtuations of war and strife"
I love French stuff, style and language
So for Coco Chanel Outfit i thought to be a business elegant woman
LUXE Paris ARTICULATE Top Pant and Jacket
Store: maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Bao/89/43/27
Hat
AnaSTyle - Adele Hat
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Bag
*Tentacio* Downtown visit. Round bag black
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Necklace
Lazuri Heiress Pearls Necklace
The year is almost up and I needed a portrait for a review I'm writing so thought I'd do a self portrait. I have to say it's so much easier doing these with a fully articulating screen.
You can find me at the locations below:
i miss you, i miss our fingers intertwined, the gazes, the stars, the feelings, the way you told me it'll be alright. but it isn't, and its not. we aren't together and we aren't them. we're separate, individuals, different, alone. our eyes barely even meet, but if they do its for a second and the waves come crashing, we can't even articulate a hello, but we had no problem screaming goodbye, i miss you, i just want you to miss me back.
excuse my teenage girl blurb but thats what was on my mind when i was taking this photo, it's a bit personal. i have exams next tuesday and I'm so super stressed. please keep me in your thoughts.
Backlit sunflowers
Canon EOS 70D, EF 70-300 f/4-5.6L
These sunflowers were 6 ft. plus in height when this photo was taken on a breezy day in South Western, Ontario, Canada. Shot overhead using a tripod and the 70D's articulating live view screen.
One of my favourite 19th century artists, Vincent Van Gogh painted a series of pictures depicting sunflowers, having first been inspired by the yellow flowers in Paris where he saw them growing in the fields of Montmartre. They were a motif that he returned to often and in the summer of 1888 he embarked on a large number of paintings of sunflowers to decorate his studio and house in preparation for Paul Gauguin's arrival.
Sunflowers were symbolic of life and hope to the artist, and could also be associated with his concept of the sun- round, glowing yellow and hopeful.
I've always liked the time before dawn because there's no one around to remind me who I'm supposed to be, so it's easier to remember who I am .
~Story People
Netherlands, Zuid Holland, Rotterdam, Wilhelminapier, Belvedere (Renzo Piano), De Rotterdam (OMA/Rem Koolhaas) (uncut)
Belvédère KPN office building (2000), Renzo Piano and
De Rotterdam, Rem Koolhaas' hotel-office-apartment building (2014) - some of the usual suspects when testing a new camera.
In this case, it is the nifty Nikon J5. The resolution of the 1" sensor is grand and notwithstanding the absence of an AA filter, there was hardly any aliasing in my test images. And, more importantly, the articulately tiltable TFT touch screen enabled me to shoot the way I'm accustomed to with my Lumix and to a certain extent my Canon.
So a new era in using compact cams has begun - hurray! :-)
Excerpt from scholars.hkbu.edu.hk/en/organisations/academy-of-visual-arts:
The Academy of Visual Arts (AVA) is the first university academy of its kind in Hong Kong, providing professional visual arts undergraduate, postgraduate and research degree programmes linked to international exchange and the fast-growing creative industries. AVA takes an open-minded, inclusive and holistic approach to visual arts education. We break down the boundaries of concepts, beliefs, traditions, perceptions and hypotheses through art and students gain the confidence to perceive, appreciate and articulate. AVA seeks to widen perspectives and create awareness and respect, encouraging students to work with the contemporary issues of society – be they local, regional or global.
The Academy of Visual Arts pursues a broad and diverse research agenda with special focus on public art, socially engaged art, art and technology and analysis of objects in a transantional context.
Excerpt from HKBU Alumni:
The golden bamboo tree symbolisrs the virtue of open-mindedness and courage.
If I had wings and I could fly,
I know where I would go.
But right now I'll just sit here so contentedly
And watch the river flow.
-- Bob Dylan
Happy Hangover everyone!
Child walks down to the river's edge
And looks out as far as she can see
And draws each breath as if it were the last
And wipes away the tears across her sleeve
She can see where the river crawls to the sea
Like a baby into mother's care
Somehow the longing is so far away
The innocence so wasted and aware
And look at the child with the dream in her eyes
Holding it deep inside her
Thinking about Home... Home...
So much anger so deeply ingrained
Seemed a burden that was hers alone
She didn't think that there was anything wrong
With wanting a life that she could call her own
How could I explain? You would not want to hear
You wouldn't listen if I talked anyway
For you were too weighed down by your own fears
And look at the child with the dream in her eyes
Holding it deep inside her
Home... home... home... home.
-Sarah McLachlan "Home"
This is the best shot I ended up getting displaying the 4014's articulated nature. The fading light was just sweet enough, and the bridge where I was standing was full of admiring fans and photographers.
“we come fresh to the different stages of life, and in each of them we are quite inexperienced, no matter how old we are”
~ françois de la rochefoucauld, french classical author
Outside the village of Óbidos, the road to Caldas da Rainha, stands the Sanctuary of Our Lord Stone Temple opened in 1747. The risk of the work is by the architect Captain Rodrigo Franco (the Patriarchal Mitra) and has the particularity to articulate a cylindrical volume (outside) with a hexagonal polygon (inside) in the central plan which are attached three bodies (two corresponding the towers and another that corresponds to the sacristy). In its program of symmetries highlight the game window reversed. The interior has three chapels: the chapel dedicated to Calvary with a screen André Gonçalves, and the side chapels dedicated to Our Lady of Conception and the Death of St. Joseph, with screens Jose, Costa Negreiros. The "strange" stone image of the Crucified Christ in their own contraption on the High Altar, was up to the inauguration of the Shrine collected in a small chapel next to the road to Caldas da Rainha where was the object of great devotion, especially of King John V.
I was the first photographer on the scene of a massive house fire in the Hollywood Hills. As the Fireman came out of the flames, each had his own way of dealing with the moment. Some exhausted - some happy to have put it out before it spread - and this one fell to his knees in prayer.
Small group weekly challenge - Street shot
Went to Mizzou to visit our daughter over the long Labor Day weekend and was working on the Small group weekly challenge of Street Shot using some of the features in the Canon T6s namely the articulating LCD panel, which allowed me to keep the camera at hip level. My old T3 would never allow this and bringing the camera to eye level many times distracted the person being photographed.
We were walking to the columns for that common photo, when a group of students was leaving the common's area still playing frizz bee and soccer walking down the street. One in particular was exceptionally talented with the soccer ball.
It was a dreary day and raining off and on.
ƒ/5.6
24.0 mm
1/125
100
At 132 ft in length, with a boiler 45 ft long, the Big Boys don't corner well. And that's why they're articulated. When the engine takes a curve sharp enough, the massive boiler swings outward and overhangs the rail as the leading wheels follow the radius of the track.
Here, UP 4014 demonstrates that articulating overhang as it brings the Heartland of America Tour through Tower 26 in central Houston. Upon first arriving in the Bayou City, the special headed to UP's Settegast Yard in northeast Houston for an employees-only event. The following day 4014 would head over to the Amtrak Station for Sunday's public display.
PBZHO 04 (Passenger- Brazos Yard to Houston, TX)
UP 4-8-8-4 #4014
Houston, TX
October 4th, 2024
The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams ~ Eleanor Roosevelt
Explore #413
~ Lewis Carroll (title quote)
pl.youtube.com/watch?v=U_FRluQgYpI
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
~Edgar Allan Poe
If a little dreaming is dangerous, the cure for it is not to dream less
but to dream more, to dream all the time.
~Marcel Proust
Regular viewers will know the I'm a real hi-fi buff/bore.
Whatever you're views take it from me that these little speakers offer the best bang for buck I've ever heard, and I've heard a lot of gear in my day...
Georgous looking with a sound to match they'll cost you about £500 new but you'll get them cheaper on Ebay. Be prepared to pay up to £380 for a good set. You'll also need a powerful amp to get the best from them. We found a ten year old Arcam thru Ebay for £388. 100 watts per channel. This bad boy cost £1200 new, so a real bargain.
Exquisitly detailed with really articulate midrange and treble, due to their Nautilus derived tweeter, their bass extension is mindblowing considering their size. Just look at how deep they are though. Product design students should note the use of Kevlar for the bass driver. Almost completely rigid and very light. The tweeter is the cherry on the cake though. It is what you're really paying the money for.
Look great too in white I think. These have been biwired to the Arcam FMJ 22 with Chord Rumor cable, two runs, terminated with IXOS plugs at both ends, and the sound is breathtaking for the money. Seriously, I was blown away by how good my brother's system sounds. All bought second hand or ex dem it cost £750 but the components are worth £1600 at their rrp price.
Needless to say, my brother is delighted! So am I. I can't wait to get back round to hear them again...
I have often taken the view that the decline of the city is not the result of a specific event or of one particular cause, i.e. racism, globalism, etc. Lately I have been rethinking that point of view.
The 1967 riot was a significant event in the evolution of the city. It clearly accelerated "white flight" and the migration to the suburbs, though that process already had a full head of steam by the time the blind pig was raided at 12th and Clairmount. What is often missed is what the riot did to Detroit's merchant class. Many locally owned businesses were burned and looted during the riot. The looting expanded beyond the epicenter and claimed businesses in many surrounding areas. Many of the areas were thriving business districts. In the aftermath, many of these merchants received insurance settlements and instead of rebuilding, they pocketed the cash, or chose to follow the migration to the suburbs. That pulled the plug on an important element in making a city livable. The flames and smashed windows took not only the hopes and dreams of the business owner, a place to shop for everyday goods for the neighborhood and a source of jobs, especially for the neighborhood youth. Over the years the city simply never could figure out how to correct this merchant flight. The beat goes on.
Qua nunc abibis in loca
Pallidula, rigida, nudula,
Nec, ut soles, dabis iocos...
(Publius Aelius Traianus Hadrianus, 138)
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The Maroon Bells are one of the prettiest locations in Colorado, as I saw when I visited four years ago. When I revisited them this past month, the same gorgeous fall colors greeted me, but this time in a sublime juxtaposition with snowfall heralding the coming winter. At first, the accompanying clouds swirling around the lake made the peaks so hard to see I didn't bother trying to take pictures of the Bells. Patience, however, ultimately rewarded me with the view I had sought.
Unlike last time, I didn't need to get down on my hands and knees, thanks to the articulating LCD screen of the Sony A7R II camera. I could set the camera down low and tilt the rear screen up to compose my images, which I was especially grateful for this day as I was in no mood to kneel in the mud on the shores of Maroon Lake.
Affection is responsible for nine-tenths of whatever solid and durable happiness there is in our lives.
(C.S. Lewis)
Dedicated to Moses Serubiri
from the Broadway Bridge, Portland, Oregon. See Tags for processing hints. OM19834 - Happy Sliders Sunday!
Kublai Khan, grandson of Genghis Khan, ruled over one fifth of the world's inhabited land area. He was crowned in 1260 and ruled much of southern mongolia, northern and western china. His summer residence called Xanadu, was described by Marco Polo to be filled with beautiful buildings in a fantastic park-like setting. The term Xanadu now is used to decribe an idyllic, beautiful place, like this, the Japanese Garden within the Missouri Botanical Garden.
The desire of gold is not for gold. It is for the means of freedom and benefit.
(Ralph Waldo Emerson)
Sunrise at Saint Heliers Bay Beach on a Sunday morning. Wide-angle, long-exposure shot low on my tripod. My back was in pain so I appreciated the articulating screen on my Canon that morning.
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"I was dreaming of that day when you came my way
The smell of mangos, that impatient side-glance of yours
You took my hand
Pulled me inside the covered entrance to that palace
Time stopped
A life later I remember I caught a glimpse of you making your way outside the porch
I tried to follow you through the crowd
It has been a long while and I am still there
Inside is coming a breath of fresh air
It’s not the mango season anymore, winter is calling
I was waiting that you may hold me by the hand again
I gave a quick glance at my watch
Time stopped..."
This was shot under the porch of an old palace in Varanasi (Benaras) which has been divided into several small apartments, deeper inside there is a garden with palm and mango trees and the rest of the building which is left to some administration.
From the street it is not possible to know that such a beautiful place is there.
After the entrance time has stopped.
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Saw this red beauty perching on this twig peeping out from water. The fly kept on returning to the same place at regular intervals.
The black dots are not dust on CCD. They are small insects gliding freely over the water surface. You may see them as rings at the top and bottom of the frame and it is called "doughnut effect" created by the mirror lens. This effect can be seen clearly in the first picture below.
Those who like to know more about mirror lens can see this (Sent by Rahul Sadagopan)
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Into another day
They open the box and play
Watching me turning round and round till music slows down and fade
I am a ballerina dancing for silver string
I should never have listened to promises for my dreams
Hey son no matter what they'll say go far away
My love
And into another day
They open the box and play
Watching me turning round and round till music slows down and fade
Hey son no matter what they'll say go far away
My love