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My daughter-in-law runs a preschool called "Kinder-prep." A few weeks ago she ask me to take photos of the children for "Picture Day." I had a wonderful time, as did the children.
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this was my junior prom dress. i have a thing for stars.
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i think people on tumblr like my pictures more than people on here. ha, yeah. but atleast give me credit when you put them on there. thanks. geez
im not a mean person. but seriously, how would you feel if that was your work? hmm?? seriously.
STOP IT! or ask first and give credit second.
I noticed a jackdaw on on the HT wire from this power pole. Later, I also spotted another pair perched right at the top of the pole. They could surely sense the sizzling power running along the wires, but were nonchalant about their precarious position...
Rainow, Cheshire
Since I still have a significant backlog of images from Iceland, sometimes - instead of going through them one after another - I look through them randomly to see if any stand out, and this time it was one from the beautiful Hraunafossar which we visited at the end of our trip.
After we enjoyed a quick dip in the hot water of the Búðardalur hot pot, which was on our way from the Westfjords to Reykjavik, we continued our drive through the amazing landscape and decided to make a short detour to the Hraunafossar. From the parking lot, it was only a short walk to the viewing platforms where you can see turquoise water coming out of the porous black lava which is covered with beautiful greenery. Every time I arrive at epic locations, I kind of feel overwhelmed and need a little time to find some compositions that work, but in this case I have to give credit to my girlfriend for spotting the composition you see here, which I shamelessly stole from her (after politely asking of course).
Taking this image wasn't easy as we were standing on a wooden floor that was shaking when people were walking over it (we could have moved a little to the side, but then the angle was not ideal and trees in the foreground blocked the view a bit) and since it’s not too far away from Reykjavik, I guess you can image how many people visit this location. I also had to zoom in to 200mm to isolate the waterfall and using filters to get a longer exposure together with the occasional wind gusts made this composition not easy to get.
After getting at least one sharp image, I noticed that my girlfriend was struggling with sharpness and soon we identified the problem: Her tele lens does not have a tripod collar and she didn’t have an L-bracket at that time. This means that - in order to take a long exposure in portrait orientation - she had to tilt the ball head of her tripod to the side, where the weight of the camera and lens caused the camera to move down introducing some blur in her images. At first we thought that the reason might be her cheaper tripod, but then I gave her my tripod with which she got the same blurry images. This meant that the only reason could be the small tripod plate on the bottom of her camera, and it only took a quick look to see that it was noticeably shifted. Fortunately, I had another spare tripod plate with me and using this together with my tripod made it possible that she also got the result she wanted. After spending way to much time at this location, we continued upstream to see the Barnafoss as well. Finally, we got a coffee at the restaurant next to the parking lot before we continued to the Reykjavik campsite with a slightly sad feeling that our trip goes to an end. I hope you like it!
PS: Thanks again to my girlfriend for having such an amazing eye for compositions and for letting me steal this one. If you have some time, I think she would really appreciate it if you would also check out her images: www.flickr.com/photos/193130995@N02/
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My daughter , Daisy , asked for a canon ixus for christmas. She is so used to watching me with a camera she certainly has a feel for 'seeing' a shot - this being one I was particularly impressed with. Daisy is 8 !
Daisy Root is rhyming slang for boot !
I was at the beach for a good 2 hours.. Didnt see one girl in a Bikini.... We were leaving Driving away.. and these 4 walked by.. I asked.. They said Sure.. and Here ya go. Sure they are prolly under age.. but.. well.. Here ya go!
Many years ago my grandpa asked me if I wanted to go on a photography trip with him, and if I could go someplace where would it be. I listed off a few places, and one of the places I listed was the Big Sandy and Clinchfield. I was always fond of the scenery and countryside that was in the surrounding area of the two subs, and always wanted to go out to take some pictures.
Well, life got busy, and kind of messy, so the trip never happened. Flash-forward to almost 5 years later, Im living in a new state, my grandpa passed away, and my friend said he was going to be in the area, so I took a couple days off of work, to go out and get some pictures with him.
Pool Point was a shot that I’ve seen done hundreds of times, and was hoping to at least get get a single picture there. Luck was on our side, and we were able to get a train over Pool Point.
G766 had traveled all night up the Clinchfield, with daylight just starting before he got to Pool Point. Quite happy with how it turned out. Thanks for reading this essay I’ve just written. Thank you Papa for getting me into the hobby, and encouraging me to follow what I wanted to do, wish you were here to see what I'm doing now. This one is for you Papa.
“What is the matter, Sky, you look concerned?” Asked Posh Bear
Sky sat down beside his friends clearly concerned about something.
“We may have a honey supply problem, Posh.” He said looking around at his friends.
“Why is that, Sky? I thought you were ordering extra this delivery because of the party for that birthday we are not talking about.” Said Bertie staring at Barnaby.
“Well, the man has changed his supplier; something to do with parachutes I think I heard him say. Anyway, I ordered all those jars of honey like you said, Posh, but they only delivered a few. What is more they sent all these parachutes, which, I hasten to report that I sent back.”
“Parachutes, what are they?” Asked Barnaby looking around.
“Well, if the shop doesn’t have what you ordered, Barnaby, they deliver these parachutes rather than send nothing at all. Sometimes they are fine, but what they sent us were no good at all.” Explained Sky.
“You mean substitutes, Sky, parachutes are large pieces of cloth that enable things to descend to the ground gently from up high.” Said Bertie.
“Right, well these parachutes descended from the air and landed right on our order and they are no good. I asked the driver what was in the jars and he said peanut butter, and as they ran out of that, they made the order up with some stuff called lemon curd. What is even more strange, the driver seemed in a state of shock as he told me what they had sent. Anyone would think that he had never spoken to a bear before.”
“Sounds disgusting, Sky, so pleased you sent it all back. As for the driver being in shock, I guess he was just disappointed he couldn’t deliver all our honey. I’m sure he speaks to bears every day. Well, back to the problem and we will have to persuade the man to go back to the place he was ordering from as they kept lots of honey especially for us.” Said Posh Bear.
“I don’t think he will, Posh, he was fed up with all the parachutes he was getting. We did get some honey but not enough for the birthday party we don’t talk about.” Explained Sky.
“Can’t you just order for us from the old supplier, Sky?” Asked Bertie.
“Difficult, Bertie. You see I wait for the man to do his order then I tack what we want on the end of it. I meet the driver at the front door and take our stuff and then send him along to the back door with the things for the man. When ordering, the man must use this piece of plastic before they will send the goods, it is very complicated with his talking thing sending a message and lots of numbers. Without all that, the store won’t deliver for I have tried before.” Explained Sky.
“I still say the best plan is to persuade the man to go back to where he used to buy the groceries from. That should not be too difficult.” Said Posh Bear.
“How do you think we can do that though, Posh Bear?” Asked Bertie.
“Simple, when Sky adds our items to the order, if Sky was to then add numbers by the things the man had on order so he received far too much, that should put him off this supplier.” Said Posh Bear.
“Do you think it will work, Posh?” Asked Barnaby.
“It always has in the past.” Said Posh Bear. “I just can’t think what gets in to hoomans at times.”
“I agree, Posh, imagine having to eat parachutes like those that were sent to us.” Said Barnaby.
“Yes, Barnaby, just imagine!”
The book that is open is called Bearing Up and is illustrated by Mike Johnson. The page says, “I’m not going to worry unless the animals start lining up two by two for the space shuttle.”
"All I want is freedom
Is that too much to ask?
All I yearn for is freedom
I’m stuck inside this flask
All I need is freedom
To let me live my way
All I seek is freedom
To get me through my day
What I request is freedom
And give me what you will
I urge a little freedom
To guide me up this hill. "
(by Tess Connor)
(hungry man in tenderloin, sf, 10/12/06)
hungry john quinn hunched over a trash can in the tenderloin. as i pass, he stands vacantly staring nowhere in particular. he wears a black leather jacket and hospital bottoms. there's darkness about his eyes; the whites aren't white, rather slight shades off his skin. but when the light catches, so do they.
i circle and return from another direction. he's grim and i expect dismissal. i ask if i can take his picture. he smiles and says "why sure you can." he has only a single tooth. he lives in a nearby "poorly ventilated" low income hotel. he just got out of the hospital and has been trying to get money for food. he had a heart attack. says he's had to quit smoking.
i ask about his blue eyes. if anyone else in his family has had them. says no, "just me and my mule"
there's an animation in him that he seems to save. and an intelligence that surprises. we talk of the time he met martin luther king in the airport leaving for india. we talk of his graduation from berkeley, his acceptance to law school, and the drug use which would take him elsewhere.
he talks of south africa's "honorary whites", india's untouchables, and sartre's essence of a man.
and he describes an exchange between south africa's botha and nelson mandela, when the latter was in prison. botha insists that mandela renounce violence as an alternative if he wishes release.
mandela refuses, responding that there is no alternative to life; and that he will do whatever is necessary to live.
("news" about shows etc.)
You and I
filled the earth
and it overflowed
with lives not lived
just wind in grass
and through leaves
dead but not fallen
we shiver and shake
and loosen our grip
our youth slipping silently
away
© justin haynes.
Regener - Pappik - Busch - Ask me now - 31.03.2023 - Jazzit Musik Club Salzburg
www.jazzfoto.at/konzertfotos23/regener-pappik-busch/Index...
Besetzung:
Sven Regener: trumpet
Ekki Busch: piano
Richard Pappik: drums
And you may ask yourself
What is that beautiful house?
And you may ask yourself
Where does that highway go?
And you may ask yourself
Am I right? ...am I wrong?
And you may tell yourself
My god!...what have I done?
Someone asked in a comment on a previous photo in this set, whether all the buildings in my town were white. Well, no -- not all of them. Here's one that isn't. The Hastings House was built in the post Civil War period. A stately example of mid-Victorian architecture. It was built as a single family dwelling but has now fallen from grace and subsided into housing for a dentist and chiropractor's offices. But it has handsome "lines," I think.
View Are We Done Yet? Large on Black
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...who could ask for anything more? I was seriously debating the alternative title: Hello, my name is Sergei and I have a case of Flickr.
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This simple idea took about two hours to implement - mainly because I tried to have a photo shoot and some wine at the same time. We still have our Christmas tree up so I figured I might as well use it for bokeh again.
The way to make what appears inside the lens to be out-of-focus is to put another lens in front of it. Then you have a major headache figuring out which way to move it until you have precisely the thing you want inside.
Strobist info: Man-made Christmas tree from Walmart ($15), two lens, two Sunpak 5000AF: 1) high right with CTO gel into the silver umbrella; 2) left with grid snoot, both at 1/64. Camera is set at WB 3200.
Strobist setup: click here.
#3 Real is Emotional
"Why does being real hurt so much?" asked Harper.
"I think humans feel the emotions of nature. It's kind of magical really. The willow weeps, but never sheds a tear, the hyena laughs, but never smiles and the dandelion carries hope yet knows of no tomorrow. Humans carry the weight of nature so nature can be beautiful."
"It is rather tiring Mr. Rabbit," announced Harper.
"That's what power naps are for."
Quite a tricky capture. Perhaps someone could offer advice on graduated filter usage
I'm finding trees in the woodland captures to be tricky when I want to control my highlights. I'm somewhat happy with the use of graduated filters but does everyone allow the highlights to blow out, or do people underexpose to address in post?
Please if you read my caption could you comment with links to YouTube resource if there is a good one that I have missed.
Huge thanks in advance.
I asked the horses if one of them wanted to take me away.
One of them said yes.
A strong, white horse on soft snow.
We almost flew that day.
I asked ChatGPT to write a caption for this photo from Sunday afternoon, and this is what it came up with:
"Fly me to the moon! 🚀✈️✨ United Airlines Flight 1844 took to the skies at 34,000 feet and 480 knots, soaring past the 30% illuminated Waxing Moon. A breathtaking moment captured over the Space Coast of Florida. #UnitedAirlines #Boeing737Max9 #Moonshot"
(Picture by me, caption by ChatGPT, flight data by Flightradar24.com)
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آسـألتكم :
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،،صوري ملك للجميع ولكن
بدون آنتزآع الحقوق
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لآ آسـآمح من ينتزع حقوقي
I was at my favorite pond to check on the geese.. I heard this whirring whining noise and Mama goose and Daddy goose were straining to hear it by turning their necks...
I thought, " what on earth is is that irritating noise"?...Then I looked up and saw this drone flying around..The two goslings here by the water spotted it too..
There was a guy with a laptop computer who was controlling the thing.. I went over there and asked him if he was doing some experiment.He told me he wasn't and so I asked him if he could please go fly it somewhere else as it was bothering the ducks and geese and quite truthfully, me too!
I hope that these things aren't going to be the thing of the future.. . We don't need these drones flying about in the air!