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Two roads diverge in a wood,
and I took the one less traveled by,
and that has made all the difference.
~Robert Frost
Own image 1416, Daily Textures
This image has sort of "taken flight" -- becoming my most viewed collage in June, thanks to all the visitors here! And it was by far my most viewed collage for the three summer months of 2008.
THIS IS A PERSONAL FAVOURITE. I was after that feeling of 'old print' It is a specific light, sometimes people think it is underexposed, but no, this is what I wanted! A client bought and renovated a beautiful Victorian house, they wanted photos for the rooms of Victorian (style) flowers, portrait format, but of course I tried all kinds after I'd finished the commission.
Have a blooming day and thanx for your comments, M, (*_*)
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The author of these sculptures, and the owner of the garden, is Bruno Torfs, a South-American artist who moved to Australia a few years ago to find the appropriate place to set up his project. He started out with fifteen outdoor sculptures and a pavilion where he could display his drawings and paintings. However, he soon realised the potential of sculptures and he's been focusing his work on them ever since.
sculpure are located Near Melbourn, Australia, in a small city called Marysville,
Silent Tears in Monochrome | Emotional Fine Art Portrait Photography. This black and white emotional portrait captures a quiet moment of vulnerability—a child’s tears etched in light and shadow. The stark monochrome palette heightens the raw intensity of the gaze, drawing the viewer into a story of innocence touched by sorrow.
Through chiaroscuro contrast and a powerful composition, this fine art photograph transforms fleeting emotion into timeless expression. The portrait speaks without words, a reminder of the fragile depth of human experience and the beauty found in unguarded honesty.
Perfect for lovers of bwportrait, moody portraiture, fine art photography, and emotive storytelling, this image invites reflection and connection beyond the frame.
How did you do this?
Straight from the camera to Flickr.
No post-foto snapping processing.
Technique used before and fotos posted here.
Contest: Answer: "How did you do that?"
Remedy: May there be many independence Birthday Celebrations in the USA long after all of us are gone!
Freedom, Democracy, and Government by the People, who can change the DIRECTION of USA's Ship of State and its Administration in office every four years by use well of the RIGHT to VOTE out the Incumbent President and his/her Friends.
Thanks to
nohbdyshome.deviantart.com/art/8266-70791106
for the background
and thanks to
periwinkle-stock.deviantart.com/art/Candle-Stick-08-69370234
for the model
Not too sure about this one I fiddled with it for a long time
Best on black
Mothwings fluttering,
hover, rust,
crossed and patched
return to dust
(Ilse Batten 21/06/08)
Please allow me to explain the title:
Lay not up for yourselves treasures upon earth, where moth and rust doth corrupt, and where thieves break through and steal
Matthew 6:19
In case you're interested (man in the moon perhaps) this is some lovely rust a friend and I found in a business district, cropped, then layered and tortured.
091408 for flickr group Digital Challenge 073
group - www.flickr.com/groups/380546@N22/
thread - www.flickr.com/groups/380546@N22/discuss/72157607176649504/
Xspherics AI Show #3 "Love & Hate"
and my most loved / viewed image on flickr and probably most stolen ;~))
"Vendrás conmigo" dije -sin que nadie supiera
dónde y cómo latía mi estado doloroso,
y para mí no había clavel ni barcarola,
nada sino una herida por el amor abierta.
Repetí: ven conmigo, como si me muriera,
y nadie vio en mi boca la luna que sangraba,
nadie vio aquella sangre que subía al silencio.
Oh amor ahora olvidemos la estrella con espinas!
Por eso cuando oí que tu voz repetía
"Vendrás conmigo" -fue como si desataras
dolor, amor, la furia del vino encarcelado,
que desde su bodega sumergida subiera
y otra vez en mi boca sentí un sabor de llama,
de sangre y de claveles, de piedra y quemadura.
"verrai con me" - dissi - senza che nessuno sapesse
dove e come palpitava il mio stato doloroso,
per me non v'era garofano né barcarola,
null'altro che una ferita aperta dall'amore.
ripetei : vieni con me, come se morissi,
e nessuno vide sulla mia bocca la luna che sanguinava,
nessuno vide quel sangue che saliva al silenzio.
Oh amore dimentichiamo ora le stelle con spine!
ma quando udii che la tua voce ripeteva
"verrai con me" - fu come se scatenassi
dolore, amore, la furia del vino incarcerato,
che dalla sua cantina sommessa salisse
e di nuovo nella mia bocca sentii un sapore di fiamma,
di sangue e di garofani, di pietra e bruciatura.
PABLO NERUDA.
Another one with the Contax G2, on Fuji Neopan 1600. Again I really like the atmosphere of using this combination - I would not be able to replicate this digitally.
Simon Kennedy is an Architectural Photographer based in London
London Architectural Photographer - please visit my website if you would like to see more or purchase prints.
LA GOTA DE AGUA
Oh gota musical que se separa
de la inmortalidad y oye mi oído
caer continuamente en el olvido
de mi honda penumbra, oh gota clara!
Una estrofilla de infantil dulzura,
sólo en la fuente alguna vez oída,
me ejecuta en el alma la caída
inmaterial de aquella gota pura.
De un agua fresca como cisterna,
mi pozo espiritual colma la gota;
y sin querer tengo una voz remota
y a todas horas la mirada tierna.
Oh gota de agua dulce que te estancas
en mi profundidad, de cuyo hueco
interminable sube un eco
que es como un vuelo de palabras blancas.
Oh gota musical que me deparas
el milagro ideal de tu caída,
cáeme siempre, siempre, que mi vida
vive en el canto de tus notas claras.
José Pedroni
Not sure how I got this weird color tone, but I like it!
I know I look ridiculously serious, but this is my concentration face. Look *through* the canvas till you see the perfect form