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The wind, a ruthless artisan, carved its will through stone and ice, driving clouds into spectral ribbons that unraveled across an indifferent sky. Before me sprawled the boundless frost of Paso Marconi, a brittle expanse where time lay trapped beneath a crust of ancient cold. The glacier spread out — a colossus caught mid-shudder — its frozen sinews crisscrossed with fissures, each groove a testament to forgotten epochs.
Above, the mountains surged skyward with the audacity of gods. Mount Fitz Roy’s spire pierced the heavens, a blade of raw granite held aloft, its surface flaring under the sun’s gaze. Light danced along its stark ridges, casting fleeting patterns of silver and ash. To the right, Cerro Torre loomed behind its shifting veil of cloud — a phantom fortress, its silhouette half-consumed by vapor, as if the sky were swallowing its secrets.
Here, in this realm of relentless winds and spectral silence, the earth spoke in absolutes: cold that stripped the marrow, beauty that seared the eye, isolation so profound it unstitched the fabric of self. Pockets of turquoise meltwater, trapped in the gray labyrinth of stone, shimmered like stolen fragments of sky — delicate, ephemeral. Their fragile stillness mocked the violence of the surrounding terrain.
Under the vast canopy of shifting clouds and looming peaks, I felt reduced and expanded in the same breath — a particle in an endless void, yet strangely limitless. The immensity of this place unmoored me, tearing away the constructs of flesh, time, and purpose. The wind’s keening whisper carried the syntax of another world, ancient and untranslatable, threading through ice and rock like a secret long forgotten.
In that breath of cold, I glimpsed the world's true nature — a silent, merciless grandeur that defied interpretation. No warmth, no solace, only the stark, unfiltered truth of existence laid bare. Here, on the trembling brink of the world, I found beauty untamed, a force that didn’t ask for understanding, only a raw and reverent witness.
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Lake Clearwater August 13, 2015 Canterbury High Country, New Zealand.
All about Lake Clearwater: fishingmag.co.nz/2015/01/22/lake-clearwater-lake-camp-ash...
We spent hours just taking it all in. It's truly fascinating how vast the Grand Canyon is, and how much colour it shows as the day progresses from midday to sunset.
I captured this image shortly after sunrise on a mostly cloudy morning. I found this scene along an ancient limestone outcropping here on Florida’s east coast, and I wanted to shoot it at sunrise as I suspected it would line up very nicely. The weather had been in a rut for weeks, and I had given it multiple attempts of waking up at 5am and hauling my gear out to this location, all to be skunked by fully clouded skies again and again. Some mornings the tide was so high the rocks were barely visible. Other mornings the wind was blowing so hard the ocean was a choppy mess. I was struggling to sync up with all the right conditions. On this particular morning, there was at least some interesting texture in the clouds and a few thin patches where sunlight was peeking through, and the rocks were exposed as the tide was still coming in, so I gave it another go. With a neutral density filter on my lens and my tripod steadied in the sand, I played with the movement of the waves, attempting to time my shutter click just right to get the soft blurred water effect around the rocks. All things considered, I ended up relatively pleased with this image. And while there were moments of letdown and frustration leading up to getting this shot, as in most things in life, the bitterness made it all the sweeter in the end. 😏
Jupiter, FL | Sept 2024
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Evening light breaks across crystal clear water to the piney big rocks of Indian Head Cove in the Bruce Peninsula National Park, Georgian Bay, Ontario.
Copyright © 2011 Richard Thompson. All rights reserved.
The witch is staring off into the wintery field, watching the sky. Our earth is boundless in its beauty (our actions and perceptions are key).
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I am often restlessly searching for inspiration in the world around me, especially in the places I often frequent. It can be a simple moment but I try to find more depth in the story telling to communicate visually and optically to tell the story of the moment.
technical notes:
Canon dslr
Nikon 1000mm reflex
1/4000 sec , f11, iso 100
Bogen Basalt tripod
Remote switch Canon
Digital Photo Professional
PS polished
I love to soar in the boundless, beautiful and clear blue sky.
*Note: More pics of Sky and Scenery in my Sky and Scenery Album.
It's a car from a home, 100, there is tens of kilometers of scenic area
which is also called a wonderful Nishizawa ravine outstandingly in Japan
in Yamanashi-Prefectyre which went.
I could put a situation of the location in a picture politely one by one here,
being impressed with beauty in a flow of water for 7 hours on foot once more.
Visitors step into infinity in this surreal image from teamLab Borderless (or teamLab Planets), an interactive digital art museum in Tokyo, Japan where mirrors, motion, and light converge to disorient and delight. Captured from a mirrored floor, this photo immerses viewers in a kaleidoscopic web of reflection—where reality multiplies endlessly and boundaries between ceiling and floor dissolve.
teamLab’s mirror-based installations are designed to eliminate spatial hierarchy. In this scene, the reflective floor creates an illusion of infinite depth beneath the feet of guests. Reflected overhead, their mirrored doubles appear to walk on the ceiling, as if defying gravity in a world where orientation becomes subjective. Light particles shimmer across the mirrored surfaces like digital stardust, adding a kinetic energy to the space as visitors move through it.
This particular room is part of teamLab’s ongoing exploration of "body immersion"—a core concept in their work that challenges the traditional separation between observer and artwork. Here, the visitor becomes the art, reflected back in countless permutations. The mirrored floor and walls create a boundless field of repetition, where the crowd appears both singular and multiplied, real and ephemeral.
teamLab is a collective of artists, programmers, engineers, CG animators, mathematicians, and architects who aim to merge art and technology. Since debuting in 2001, they’ve become internationally celebrated for their work in immersive environments, interactive projections, and generative design. Whether in Tokyo or touring exhibitions worldwide, their installations invite audiences to rethink what art can be—a space to walk through, a light that responds to your breath, or a mirror that reflects your role in a digital ecosystem.
In this photograph, human presence becomes pattern. Guests glance downward only to see themselves from above. Each step reshapes the reflection, creating a dance between perception and distortion. It’s an art experience not bound by static images or frames, but by movement, awareness, and shared illusion.
The moment frozen here is both serene and electric: bodies, shadows, and reflections orbit in silence, while flashes of green, gold, and light add a sci-fi shimmer. For fans of digital art, conceptual architecture, or avant-garde installation design, this room represents teamLab at its most minimal yet disorienting—and most photogenic.
Whether you’re visiting as an art lover, traveler, or visual explorer, the mirrored floor experience at teamLab invites you to leave gravity at the door and enter a space where the self is everywhere, and nowhere, at once.
Heaven's Boundless Arch (2928)
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An archway framing a building leading to more mineral spas. This was, among other things, an old mineral spa near Salton Sea, CA. The ruins made us feel like we were exploring a wartorn city. I lit the building and window from several different angles with a handheld ProtoMachines light painting device during the exposure. This was photographed during a week-long 1582-mile road trip with Mike Cooper.
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Nikon D750/Nikkor 14-24mm f/2.8 lens. 10 minutes total "stacked"; each individual photo was 2 minutes f/8 ISO 400. March 2019.
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Beneath a vault of boundless azure, where the clouds tumble and twist like restless spirits, New Zealand's Routeburn Valley unfolds—a land of such profound beauty it seems to pulse with the memory of creation itself. Set amidst the raw splendor of New Zealand’s Southern Alps, this realm feels ancient beyond reckoning, its features carved by the steady hand of time and the chaotic whim of the elements.
The forest at the valley’s edge surges forward in chaotic majesty, a riot of greens ranging from the soft, glowing emerald of mosses to the dark, brooding shades of towering trees. Each leaf and branch seems alive with whispered secrets, their stories carried by a breeze that snakes its way through the undergrowth, rustling and sighing like the ghosts of forgotten ages. Beneath the canopy, the ground is soft with decay and renewal, where every fallen twig and clump of lichen plays its part in the endless cycle of life.
Above it all, the mountains rise with an almost imperious indifference, their ridges serrated like the edges of a broken crown. Snow clings stubbornly to their highest peaks, glinting in the sun like shards of white fire, relics of a winter that refuses to yield entirely to the warmth below. One jagged peak commands the scene, thrusting upward with primal force. Its slopes are smothered in dense green forest that creeps upward as if trying to claim the summit for its own, while bare rock above seems to defy it, jagged and immovable. It looms with a quiet authority, a monolith that seems to regard the passage of time as little more than an afterthought.
In the valley’s heart, the rivers thread and twist with the grace of a dancer, their waters shimmering like liquid glass under the midday sun. They carve thin, silvery scars into the earth, a pattern so intricate it feels deliberate, like an ancient script left by the gods. The wide grassy plains, saturated with the vitality of untouched wilderness, seem to cradle these waters, offering them passage as they journey deeper into the unseen.
This place is alive with a stillness that hums with hidden energy, as if the air itself is charged with the memory of something vast and eternal. It is the kind of quiet that feels intentional, a silence that listens as much as it is heard. One might imagine Aragorn leading the Fellowship through such a land, his steps careful on the mossy ground, or Legolas pausing to gaze at the mountains with a glint of recognition in his ageless eyes. The air carries the faintest trace of something unnameable—a scent of rain-soaked stone, of blooming earth, and of the faintest echo of a melody, lost to time but lingering just enough to be felt.
The Routeburn Valley seems untouched by the corruption of the wider world, a sanctuary where the light of the Two Trees might yet flicker in some secret hollow. The mountains guard their secrets jealously, the rivers speak in riddles, and the forests feel as though they are watching. Standing here, with the sun casting its light across the valley in soft gold and sharp white, one cannot help but feel this is a place where the fabric of the world wears thin—where Middle-earth might still echo faintly, and where a weary traveler might look beyond the farthest peak and glimpse a glimmer of the West, eternal and unchanging.
Japanese Anemone outside the bounds of the fence along the tomato garden. Happy Fence Friday, have a great weekend! :)
"Nothing is so boundless as the sea, nothing so patient. On its broad back it bears, like a good-natured elephant, the tiny mannikins which tread the earth; and in its vast cool depths it has place for all mortal woes. It is not true that the sea is faithless, for it has never promised anything; without claim, without obligation, free, pure, and genuine beats the mighty heart, the last sound one in an ailing world.
And while the mannikins strain their eyes over it, the sea sings its old song. Many understand it scarce at all, but never two understand it in the same manner, for the sea has a distinct word for each one that sets himself face to face with it.
It smiles with green shining ripples to the barelegged urchin who catches crabs; it breaks in blue billows against the ship, and sends the fresh salt spray far in over the deck. Heavy leaden seas come rolling in on the beach, and while the weary eye follows the long hoary breakers, the stripes of foam wash up in sparkling curves over the even sand; and in the hollow sound, when the billows roll over for the last time, there is something of a hidden understanding--each thinks on his own life, and bows his head towards the ocean as if it were a friend who knows it all and keeps it fast."
~ Alexander Kielland, 1880, in the book Garman & Worse ~
In Norwegian, the original language:
"Intet er så rommelig som havet, intet så tålmodig. På sin brede rygg bærer det lik en godslig elefant de små puslinger som bebor jorden; og i sitt store kjølige dyp eier det plass for all verdens jammer. Det er ikke sant at havet er troløst; for det har aldri lovet noe: uten krav, uten forpliktelse, fritt, rent og uforfalsket banker det store hjerte - det siste sunne i den syke verden.
Og mens puslingene stirrer utover, synger havet sine gamle sanger. Mange forstår det slett ikke; men aldri forstår to det på samme måte. For havet har et særskilt ord til hver især som stiller seg ansikt til ansikt med det.
Det smiler med blanke, grønne småbølger til de barbente unger som fanger krabber; det bryter i blå dønninger mot skibet og sender ut den friske, salte skumsprøyt langt inn over dekket; tunge, grå sjøer kommer veltende mot stranden, og mens trette øyne følger de lange, hvitgrå brenninger, skyller skumstripene i blanke buer henover den glatte sand. Og i den dumpe lyd, når bølgen faller sammen for siste gang, er det noe av en hemmelig forståelse; hver tenker på sitt og nikker utover - som havet var en venn, der vet det hele og gjemmer det trofast."
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I couldn't find or come up with a quote for this picture, but I'm still working on it. In the meantime, I’m super excited to start doing more of my concepts this summer. I decided to start my small series on mental health soon that I've been wanting to do for a long time now. I have 2 awesome little girls who are going to model it for me, one being this girl pictured here and the other being her younger sister. It’s been hard trying a way to express what it’s like to have depression mixed with a form of P.T.S.D, but after coming up with some idea’s hopefully they'll work. I feel a sense of weight lifted off of me after realizing I can express myself more. After months of having zero energy and no motivation to do anything, I’m glad that I'm starting to find some inspiration. I'm on summer break now guys (whoa, I’m a senior now), so expect to see more from me!
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"Of course when I talk about "being creative," chances are that I am talking about something artistic. But, I think having that kind of bounds around a word keeps it from being accessible to everybody. A scientist is incredibly creative, just as is a mechanic and anyone else who spends their time doing typically left-brained things.
I chose "Boundless Creativity" for my tagline because to me, it's the essence of freedom."
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