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I had a wonderful time catching up and exploring new places with Janna. How nice it is to have a day off with a good friend,
A fighter at the Sor. Puangthong camp in Isaan is being looked after of by the 'mother' of the gym after falling ill. Many gyms in Thailand have the presence of a female who takes care of the kids every day needs.
all beings are words of God
~ meister eckhart
may All beings know love
may All beings be blessed
may All beings experience kindness
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This beautiful painting of St. Francis Of Assisi hangs in the hallway outside the chapel in St. Joseph's Hospital in Tampa, Florida.....I have always loved this painting!
St. Francis holds a special place in my heart!
Stories abound of how St. Francis of Assisi (1182-1226) could communicate with animals and felt at one with all creation.
Every year on the Sunday nearest his October 4 feast day, Catholic and other Christian churches around the world host services where animals are blessed. These services are a powerful way to celebrate both Francis's and God's compassionate concern for all creatures.
"If you have men who will exclude any of God's creatures from the shelter of compassion and pity, you will have men who deal likewise with their fellow men."
~ St. Francis of Assisi ~
EXPLORE ~ November 29, 2007
Old San Juan Alcoholic and homeless that people put gifts near him on Holy Week. I do not know if they do all year long. Next morning he had some more food at his feet, and he does not see who puts it there.
Souvenons nous " lorsque l'horreur frappe, c'est toujours le ceour qu'elle vise le premier" ( Yasmina Kahdra). A chaque fois c'est le coeur de notre humanité qui est meurtri et à chaque fois nous voulons croire que la haine et la mort ne seront pas victorieux et nous nous relevons pour continuer à bâtir ensemble un monde que nous souhaitons plus juste, plus aimant et plus solidaire.
Compassion.
Exposition (MAS, Antwerp, Belgium).
Round glass window with the act of mercy (Antwerp, 19th century).
We are bound and imprisoned in a web of rumor and contentiousness, where obvious falsehoods are acceptable, and honor is unimportant. Can we rise above, or is this the dystopian future for all of us, where entropy rules? I can hope for a brighter tomorrow...but it is very hard.
Inside the Front Shrine (The Great Compassion Shrine) stands a statue of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, known as Kuan Yin in Chinese. Nan Tien Temple, Wollongong, NSW.
Have a great week end everyone !
I decided to take time off from my job today and go take some photos. I spent the whole day driving around getting shots of birds, flowers and people. On the way home I ran across this stranger at the corner of Crystal Hill Road and Interstate 40. When I saw him and his sign I realized he didn't have a job to take time off from. While I have all I need and there is nothing I "must have" he isn't so lucky. My wife made me pull over and give him five dollars.She's like that but for some reason I didn't mind.
I know there may be some who don't feel this way and I respect that. For me, however, that's the way I am. Have a great weekend.
ODC 2 ~ May 6 ~ Must Have
AR 365 ~ Stranger
If you want others to be happy, practice compassion. If you want to be happy, practice compassion. ~Dalai Lama
Sam came from Zimbabwe to Zambia for his graduation as a pastor. What should have been a festive occasion became something else when his young son tripped over a pan with boiling water. The poor boy is in hospital with serious burns on his legs, and probably will have to stay for another two weeks. If you can, pray for this family!
ANNAPOLIS, Md. (May 22, 2021) U.S. Naval Academy freshmen, or plebes, climb the Herndon Monument, a tradition symbolizing the successful completion of the midshipmen's freshman year. The class of 2024 completed the climb in 3 hours and 41 minutes, the second-slowest recorded time. As the undergraduate college of our country's naval service, the Naval Academy prepares young men and women to become professional officers of competence, character, and compassion in the U.S. Navy and Marine Corps. (U.S. Navy photo by Mass Communication Specialist 2nd Class Dana D. Legg/Released)
My friend, Alissa, has tons of really fun tattoos. She is lucky in that she is currently trading babysitting services for tattoo work...hour for hour!
Compassion.
Exposition (MAS, Antwerp, Belgium).
Portrait of Truycken Verbeeck with testament inscription (Paul Pourbus II, 16th century) - detail.
I wanted to post an image along with saying that I am touched by all the emails from people concerned about my safety here in San Diego. As you may have seen on the news San Diego County has been ravaged by fire. Out of all of this I have been most touched by the compassion that so many people have given to the residents of the county.
I'd also like to say that even though some of my family has been evacuated, our home, thankfully, is not in an affected area. I also want to thank of you that have contacted me with concern. Thank you for your thoughtfulness. :)
Compassion.
Exposition (MAS, Antwerp, Belgium).
Round glass window with the act of mercy (Antwerp, 19th century).
I watched this man stroll into Verdi Square with his dog, and then plunk themselves down on a stone bench, about twenty feet away from me (and way off to my left, so that I had to swivel quite a lot to even see them, which made the act of photographing them all the more difficult).
The man had obviously purchased some food nearby, and from the gusto with which he attacked it, I got the impression that he was indeed quite hungry.
As for the dog: well, I doubt very much that he was starving to death, and he probably wasn't even "hungry," in a meaningful way. He had probably already had a good breakfast, or could look forward to a good dinner.
But food is food, and he clearly wanted some. He sat patiently next to the man, looking at him with earnest, beseeching eyes. He didn't bark, he didn't whine, he didn't growl ... he just sat there, staring mournfully at the man.
And while the man was indeed quite hungry, he evidently had enough compassion to use his own (plastic) fork to feed his dog. And I'm pretty sure I would have done the same thing, under those conditions...
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I am taking a wonderful two-weekend class at the International Center for Photography (ICP) in March 2014, with the title "The Creative Process: Meeting Your Muse."
After two days of very intense discussions during the first weekend of the class (Mar 15-16), we were all given individual assignments to work on during the week leading up to our second weekend gathering (Mar 22-23). Mine was to focus on the concepts of “permanence” and “transience,” and to look for (photographic) ways of expressing those concepts. And during some subsequent back-and-forth email conversations with the instructor, I was urged not to spend too much time thinking about these concepts, but rather to capture (photographically) what I felt about them.
Well... How to avoid thinking about such things? I guess one can look at anything that one comes across and observe, “this feels permanent” or “that feels transient.” But at least in my case, it’s very hard to turn my brain off; and I found it impossible not to think about what these concepts meant. After all, if you remember the old adage that “nothing lasts forever,” it reminds you that nothing is really permanent; it’s just that some things are more permanent than others — and, of course, some things are more transient than others. I have a few things that date back to my early childhood, and a bunch of knick-knacks that date back to my children’s early childhood; conversely, I can look at various gadgets in my office (especially the technological ones) and acknowledge that they probably won’t be here a year from now …
What does this have to do with photography? And specifically, how can you “capture” the concept of permanence (or transience) in a photograph? By sheer coincidence, I happened to be reading a blog posting by a street photographer named Eric Kim, titled “14 Lessons Alec Soth Has Taught Me About Street Photography” while I was working on this assignment, and I was intrigued by what Magnum photographer Soth said at one point:
“Photographs aren’t good at telling stories. Stories require a beginning, middle, and end. They require the progression of time. Photographs stop time. They are frozen. Mute. As viewers of the picture, we have no idea what those people on the waterfront are talking about.”
and the additional comment that
"Photographs can’t tell stories, but they are brilliant at suggesting stories…"
and Soth's final comment on the limitations of a single photograph, with the observation that:
"You can’t provide context in 1/500th of a second."
So … I can take a photograph of an arbitrary object, and when I look at it by myself, I can conjure up an arbitrarily detailed mental “story” about when I first saw it, how long it’s been part of my life, and why I think it’s relatively “permanent.” But if I show it to you, that same photograph might well fall flat on its face — because you won’t have the context that I have. You won’t understand (and ultimately agree with, or disagree with) my sense of the permanence/transience of that object unless I can provide the context, which will require a series of photographs in order to provide the beginning, middle, and end of whatever story I want to tell you.
And all of this seems somewhat pointless if the photograph, and the associated story, is related to any kind of familiar “tangible” object — because even if that object has survived since the day I was born, and even if it will still survive after I’m gone, it’s not really permanent. It probably wasn’t here a billion years ago, and it won’t be here a billion years from now.
Indeed, the only thing that I could imagine as being arguably “permanent” in any meaningful way is human emotion. If we all evolved from tadpoles, perhaps our ancestral tadpoles had different emotions than we do; but as long as we have been humans, we have all had emotions of love and hate, joy and sadness, and the full spectrum of what we typically call “feelings.” My parents and grandparents had them, my children and grandchildren have them, and every generation from the ancient cavemen to tomorrow’s “Star Wars" super-heroes, will also have them.
So that is what I’ve tried to capture in the photographs you’ll see in this Flickr set. All of this had to be done in the space of a week, and I had only three “chunks” of time that I could devote to actual picture-making (alas, I cannot escape the mundane requirements of paying the rent and putting food on the table). Thus, I could only manage to observe and capture a few of the emotions that I saw all around me each day; I took some 900+ images in three different NYC locations, winnowed them down to 9 keepers, and that’s what I’ve uploaded here ...
In Kentucky, our Governor, Andy Brashear, has asked Kentuckians to paint their porch lights green to show compassion when a Kentuckian dies from the COVID-19. We first used some green chalkboard spray paint, that was too light. So we decided to use some John Deere green paint. It seemed to work a bit better. Praying for the families struggling with the passing of loved ones and praying for everyone else too that are staying safe at home.
Stay safe!
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