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Lotus leaves
(Nelumbo nucifera)
Olympus E-M5ii / Panasonic 14-140mm f3.5-5.6
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Le Gouët prend sa source sur la commune du Haut-Corlay, fleuve long de 46,6 kilomètres, il se jette dans la Manche à Saint-Brieuc, au port du Légué.
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Colors of Chaos
Every color arrives at once, unfiltered and unrestrained—rage, elation, dread, desire, grief—colliding in a single moment of psychic overload. The surface explodes outward in violent motion, yet each surge is simultaneously dragged back toward a central void, where emotion collapses under its own weight. This is not balance but contradiction: expansion and annihilation occurring together. The colors do not coexist; they compete, clawing for dominance as they are stripped of control. At the core, feeling is no longer expressive—it is consumed. The work confronts the moment when inner conflict becomes so total that identity itself begins to fold inward.
There's been precious little sun here lately, and life has been such that when there is actually a bit of beautiful light, I'm busy or in a rush to be somewhere. So I'm grabbing shots haphazardly and rarely thrilled with them.
The forecast for the next week is -- guess what? More rain, rain, rain. It hasn't even been an inspiring sort of rain. I got out early this morning hoping to at least find some interesting fog, but all I found was dull rain and mosquitos. It's all a little disappointing.
This was taken yesterday evening on one of those mad rushes of mine when there was actually a bit of light. On a less rushed walk I might have composed it better, but the chaos here reflects my life right now.
From Chaos, Order
In fishing nets and ropes lies an entire world – a story of hard work, of the sea that gives and takes, of life always seeking balance.
Chaos and order – two faces of the same truth.
Kaos i red
U ribarskim mrežama i konopima nalazi se cijeli svijet – priča o mukotrpnom radu, o moru koje daje i uzima, o životu koji uvijek traži ravnotežu.
Kaos i red – dva lica iste istine.
La Côte de Granit Rose, s'étendant sur 30 km entre Perros-Guirec et Trébeurden, offre un paysage unique fait de chaos granitiques roses aux formes extraordinaires sculptées par le vent et la mer depuis des millénaires.
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Natural Chaos
30" x 20" Digital Painting/Art
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Panoramic view of the Raquette Lake Causeway in the Adirondack Mountains, NY.
What a great sky I had this morning it was full of interesting clouds and layers that a panoramic was in order to capture it all.
Ganga in Varanasi.
I need a photo showing chaos. This one should do, right?
Funny thing - give me a photo competition and I will find a shot from Varanasi to submit :-)
Four days ago, we hiked a section of the Bruce Trail locally that was new to us. What a challenge! Here is a view of part of the trail. The fresh snow made us very careful on the uneven rocks. There was so much natural debris on the trail. There were not a lot of markers to guide us through the chaos. In this image, you can barely make out the white faded trail marker on the tree to the left. The path was not clear. But, we didn’t meet anyone else on the trail! We felt like we had this untamed world to ourselves and we had the time to hike it slowly. It did make us decide to volunteer to become Trail Captains and help maintain some of our local trails. I wonder which section they will give us.
Der Wald im freien Verfall
Tief im Wald, wo kein Pfad mehr führt, hat die Natur das letzte Wort. Alte Riesen neigen sich dem Boden entgegen, vom Leben gezeichnet, vom Vergehen umarmt. Ihr Holz splittert, zerfällt, wird eins mit der Erde – ein stiller Kreislauf, unberührt von menschlicher Hand.
Moos bedeckt das tote Holz wie ein sanfter Schleier, während Pilze in bizarren Formen aus den Rissen sprießen. Die Luft ist erfüllt vom Duft feuchter Erde, von Vergehen und neuem Werden. Äste liegen wirr verstreut, entwurzelt von Stürmen, doch in ihrem Zerfall bieten sie Unterschlupf und Nahrung für das nächste Leben.
Hier herrscht ein Chaos ohne Hektik, ein Verfall ohne Eile. Jeder Stamm erzählt von vergangenen Stürmen, von Sonnentagen und frostigen Winternächten. Ein Wald, der sich selbst gehört – ungezähmt, urwüchsig, wunderschön.
A fabulous wader display on Christmas morning. Not a particularly hide tide however the knot and barwits and blackwits were in big numbers close in. We waited in the hope that they would all 'go up' at some point - and they did. The sound of so many birds taking flight at once is incredible and then there is the visual feast.
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I was talking to another photographer the other evening waiting for the full moon which didn’t materialise. He asked what did I like to photograph I replied rough seas and woodlands, to which he replied he’s tried woodland but he finds it to chaotic. How often have we heard chaos attached to woodland? The feeling of chaos is furtherest from my mind in woodland, as long as I’m alone I’m at peace. Every bird song is amplified, every movement is heard and the bark of the roe deer crashes the silence. I agree it’s hard to find compositions that appeal to the masses, but if you forget your head and use your heart it will work for you. Days like the one I took this image are rare but they do help to separate the elements of the image to be gentler on the eye. Foreground interests standout distant shapes of merit are clearer which is a bit of a paradox in this mist. For me I need to know a woodland first before I get payback, I’ve taken this composition multiply times before in all seasons, so catching it on a very misty autumn morning I knew it would work. The young beech trunk as it encroaches the footpath, the forked trunk of the ash tree beyond and a carpet of beech leaves leading the way, even the black spotted sycamore leaves adds to this image. Chaos, where I can see the way.