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An illuminated blue hour view of Marina bay waterfront featuring Marina Bay Sands, Art Science Museum and the shopping center. Boats are cruising with tourists enjoying the scene.
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I don't blame you if you think I have gone off the deep end. Capturing a copy of reality is not compelling to me at this time. As a jumping off point, I adore the beauty of nature, but in terms of inner exploration, I want to delve deeper. I am on a journey.
Thanks to Charlotte for her comment below. Of course, we are all on a journey. I can only speak for myself. :)))
Thanks to all of you who comment and fave these exploratory images. You keep me going. :)))
COMPELLED to show you our local home Robin, the species seem to be off two characters , one very tame, and one very jumpy, and no matter what I try I cannot win the trust of our robin. Blackbirds, thrushes yes, robins no. If greeting cards are anything to go by, they are one of the nations favourites .
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THANK YOU for your visit and kind comments, am looking forward to doing the same on your latest posting.
Enjoy your weekend, very wet in Kent today, what ever you do stay well and safe, God bless you .................................Tomx.
I found the light in this cloister somewhere in Spain compelling; a refuge from darkness. My camera couldn't capture my feelings about it, so I painted it using Deep Dream Generator and Topaz Studio.
"May it be a light to you in dark places, when all other lights go out." ~ J.R.R. Tolkien
OBSERVED these in November last, and was so thrilled as they are in a very steep decline, a small partie of them, feeding in an open grassed field. They are so very wary because it is heavily persecuted in many parts of the region, and they prefer to run from danger rather than fly. .
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THANK YOU FOR BEING A FRIEND, please leave a comment and I will eagerly look forward to doing the same with your lastest posting.
Keep a smile on your face and love in your heart for everyone!
"Jesus loves you, yes you !"...................................Tomx.
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LOVE NEVER FAILS
Even in the darkest moments, love gives hope.
Love compels us to fight against Coronavirus
Love compels us to stand together in Prayer
Love compels us to give and act as one
As we pray in our individual homes around the world, we are united as one family. In this moment of hope and peace, thank God for all he has done and is doing..............Amen.
GAMBIA TOUR feb 2020
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METALLIC royal blue body, so was compelled to show this beauty, and a hard one to get close too, they are so wary, the light was all wrong, but here it is.
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THANK YOU FOR YOUR FRIENDSHIP, please stay safe and well, the British Government, have placed another three weeks of home isolation on us, Your all in my prayers......
God bless...................................Tomx
I was looking through some old images and this one caught my eye. I love the mysteries of Maine's landscape and felt compelled to post this one:)
can make compelling pictures out of uninteresting moments :-)
Alex Tehrani
HGGT! Truth Matters!
narcissus, daffodil, 'Kassels Gold', j c raulston arboretum, ncsu, raleigh, north carolina
tune: www.youtube.com/watch?v=i-y076eSHIg
I have to admit, I think the only really compelling thing about A Flock of Seagulls is the name. So I'll give you two covers for the price of one original. Here's Bowling for Soup:
An evening thunder storm after a very hot day...
The fog is rising and creates a mysterious mood.
Captured near Gusterath / Germany.
have some breakfast first :-)
“Rules for the Preservation of Health,” The London Journal, 1864
HGGT!!
dahlia and guest, j c raulston arboretum, ncsu, raleigh, north carolina
I was wandering a field one day and saw a clump of clover flowers....for some lizard brain reason I felt compelled to eat them...they were very sugary. How did my brain know that? Then I thought about all the squirrels that probably peed on them...ugh...my brain can be so mean.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=VosvTUxyRZE&list=PL5LvBPqDIE4...
www.youtube.com/watch?v=a4RPkoURwL8&feature=youtu.be
Suggested by Rhysand Spooner - PERFECT
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give him an immediate reply. Where he compels me to turn over the sheet, he must wait my leisure :-)
Lord Sandwich
HPPT!! apparently Lord Sandwich was an advocate of the "KISS" principle...keep it short and sweet ;-)
echinacea, coneflower, j c raulston arboretum, ncsu, raleigh, north carolina
Another beautiful lighthouse at Frogmore. I don't know what it is about lighthouses, but they compel me to photograph them.
A most lovely and serene place to spend some time....here is your TP ♥
Photo taken @ Elysion
“By my intimacy with nature I find myself withdrawn from man. My interest in the sun and the moon, in the morning and the evening, compels me to solitude.”
- Henry David Thoreau
Peričnik Falls is one of the best-known waterfalls in Slovenia. It flows from a hanging valley in Triglav National Park into the glacial Vrata Valley, where the water of Peričnik Creek then flows into Bistrica Creek.
I had to deal with persistent showers when I got here although the showers relented from time to time making some shots possible. The valley was bursting with autumn colours and the walk up to the falls is short and intense.
The blend of red, orange and yellow colours coupled with flowing water and a big rocky outcrop, makes for a compelling viewing, especially if you love waterfalls. Kinda like xmas coming early :)
It is one of the most beautiful waterfalls you will ever see and oh..slap means waterfalls in Slovenian :)
EXIF - f/11.0, ISO250 20mm 30 sec
Thanks for viewing and have a nice week ahead!
Due to current events, I feel compelled to interrupt my series on Morocco. Because after almost exactly a year, I managed to visit my favorite tree on the small mt. Winter in the Elbe Sandstone Mountains again this morning.
The decision was made relatively spontaneously last night. And since it was already too late to go to bed, I just stayed awake and set off at 1:30 a.m. When I got back at 7:30 a.m. I had to get some sleep. That's why I'm a little late today.
It wasn't until I was there that I really realized how much I missed standing up here alone, watching the changes in the light, listening to the birds (and watching them, because a couple of very curious blackbirds were hopping constantly around me) and watch the day as it was born.
I really hope that it won't be too long before I return to this beautiful place.
Aus aktuellem Anlass fühle ich mich genötigt, meine Serie über Marokko zu unterbrechen. Denn nach so ziemlich genau einem Jahr ist es mir heute früh wieder einmal gelungen meinen Lieblingsbaum auf dem kleinen Winterberg im Elbsandsteingebirge zu besuchen.
Die Entscheidung fiel relativ spontan gestern Abend. Und da es schon zu spät war noch ins Bett zu gehen, bin ich einfach wach geblieben und habe mich 1:30 Uhr auf den Weg gemacht. Als ich dann 7:30 Uhr wieder zurück war musste ich erst einmal etwas schlafen. Darum bin ich heute auch etwas später dran.
Erst als ich vor Ort war wurde mir richtig bewusst, wie sehr es mir gefehlt hat allein hier oben zu stehen, die Veränderungen des Lichts zu beobachten, den Vögeln zu lauschen (und Ihnen zuzusehen, denn ein paar sehr neugierige Amseln sind permanent um mich herum gehopst) und dem Tag bei seiner Geburt zuzusehen.
Ich hoffe sehr, dass nicht wieder so viel Zeit vergehen wird, bis ich an diesem wunderschönen Ort zurück kehre.
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Affectionately known to bird watchers as "butterbutts," yellow-rumped warblers are abundant migrants that pass through North America each spring and fall in most of Canada and in every state except Hawaii. Summer finds the gray and yellow birds in the evergreen forests of Canada, the mountainous western U.S. and the Northeast. They spend winters farther north than most warblers, in the southern U.S. as well as in Mexico and Central America. The yellow-rumped-warbler is a species that is familiar to just about every birder in North America. It has has four distinct forms, and compelling evidence that three of them are full species. It is not the first time these 5-inch-long, half-once birds have prompted debate among ornithologists. For most of the last century the yellow-rumped warbler was known to bird watchers as two species, the myrtle warbler of the East (and far north) and the Audubon's warbler of the West. However, in 1973, evidence the two species routinely hybridize in a narrow zone in western Canada led scientists to reclassify them as a single species. (news.cornell.edu) I saw this lovely warbler sitting amongst the cherry blossoms in Huntington Beach Library in Huntington Beach, California.
With a hint of texture (flypaper). The sky was so perfectly blue I felt compelled to add some structure to it.
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Abstracting anything meaningful to focus on, we are compelled to consider the landscape free from narrative bonds. To imagine what might have been, in the space between reality and dreams. Nothing physical is eternal.
Canon fd 50mm f1.2L @ f1.5 (Zeiss b-speed mod)
This is a lens I bought cheaply due to a damaged and non-working aperture. I'd previously removed the aperture blades and used the lens in some early shots as a fixed f1.2 to nice effect, though decided to add a fixed reuleaux triangle aperture to emulate the look of the early Zeiss b-speed cine lenses used by Stanley Kubrick. I may create a blog about how I did this, as the improvement from f1.2 and against my Canon fd 50mm f1.4 with regards to sharpness, aberrations, optical vignetting, bokeh and transition is quite something.
Some people may find the triangles distracting, but I like it, and Kubrick chose to use the Zeiss stopped down, where he could have used the lens wide open and had circular bokeh. So maybe he liked it too.
Worth noting, the lens focuses perfectly well. I'm deliberately defocusing here with an eye toward abstract art, and look forward to posting more photos taken with it.
Picture taken at Bronte Beach, Sydney Australia. The colours and reflection caught my attention and compelled me to take a shot. Sometimes the Australian summer is simply magical!
I always feel compelled to rescue on or two of these when the opportunity arises….Bettie than plastic perhaps, but still mad!
A hazy distant mountain range lies behind the peaks skirting the Fjord.
Another compelling view as we sailed southward on Norway's Inside Passage route back to Bergen from Tromso.
rather than to make men happy :-)
Bertrand Russell, "Icarus: or, The Future of Science," 1924
HMM!!
iris tectorum, teresa's garden, cary, north carolina
Notwithstanding the allure of Crater Lake we were compelled to look the other direction towards a developing forest fire. We shared our vantage point with the fire chief who said that despite the constant aerial waterbombing the fire wouldn't be under control until the next morning and it would be a week before it would finally be declared out. All started, of course, by human hand.
HIS PAINTINGS IN MOTION, PROJECTED ON SURROUNDING WALLS, SPILLING ONTO THE FLOOR.
A 40 MINUTE SHOW ACCOMPANIED BY SOME VERY COMPELLING MUSIC.
This was the first significant snowfall this year and the sun was shining so I felt compelled to grab my camera and enjoy the morning! I hope that you will enjoy it with me, my Friends!
Saying it's wrong, saying it's right
Compelled by prescribed standards
Or some ideals we fight
For wrong, wrong and right...
Im so LOST
So compelled
So confused
My heart is screaming at me
But I cant hear whats its saying
I scream back "WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO"
Falling back
Sliding down a wall
I weep
For what reasons I DONT KNOW
The pain I feel deep down inside is unknown to me..
Poem by ~Summer-Skye~
I had no idea the center of a dahlia could be so compelling. Thank you, world, for your gifts of nature.
There are a few buildings/locations in London which I feel compelled to photograph despite already having dozens of shots. Lloyds is one such place, if I am in the area I just have to take another shot, in the vain hope that I will capture something new/different/better.
digital art 2016
Created for The AWARDTREE'S - ~ Back From the Future ~ challenge
Gurdjieff - De Hartmann Vol 01
~Voyage vers des lieux inaccessibles,~
Alain Kremski (Journey to Inaccessible Places)
"Ye stars! which are the poetry of heaven!" — Lord Byron
"Astronomy compels the soul to look upward, and leads us from this world to another" — Plato
"Man is an artifact designed for space travel. He is not designed to remain in his present biologic state any more than a tadpole is designed to remain a tadpole"— William S. Burroughs
"I don't know what you could say about a day in which you have seen four beautiful sunsets."— John Glenn, Astronaut
“We wanderers, ever seeking the lonelier way, begin no day where we have ended another day; and no sunrise finds us where sunset left us. Even while the earth sleeps we travel. We are the seeds of the tenacious plant, and it is in our ripeness and our fullness of heart that we are given to the wind and are scattered.” ― Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
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Maybe this was the lull during Super Saturday. Remember Super Saturday? It was the day when the Snaefellsnes peninsula was our world and we explored it royally. From mid morning at Grundarfoss until after sunset under an enormous pink swirling cloud at the black church of Budir we stopped here there and everywhere on a day of maximum input and an output that will have me reaching into the archives for months, possibly years to come. I have no less than eighteen separate folders full of RAW files from that finest of days, some of which contain large numbers of images to pore over, while a few, such as the group I took from a layby on the road to Hellnar have just two or three files, little more than handheld snapshots.
By the time we arrived here, we’d already had a very agreeable few hours at the lesser known Svodufoss on the northwest corner of the peninsula, where we’d bathed in autumnal sunshine under the majestic white peak of Snaefellsjokull. We’d paused briefly to photograph the church of Ingjaldsholl in front of the glacier, before sauntering happily along the remote and empty Utnesvegur, passing a discarded landscape of twisted forms. A crater here, a lava field there. For now we were just driving through the landscape, enjoying the privilege of witnessing this extraordinary peninsula. We’d stop at Arnarstapi and photograph the white house again next, we decided. But for a moment we’d take that side road to Hellnar and pause in the layby for a snack, from where we could gaze down at the church we’d abandoned all intentions of photographing twenty-four hours earlier. I’d seen some very agreeable images of the subject in these pages, but from wherever you looked it was surrounded by clutter, and the most compelling pictures I’d found for reference had been simplified by a blanket of snow. Reluctantly we’d agreed that there probably wasn’t a shot here for this trip. I took a couple of snaps with the long lens and duly filed the results, instantly forgetting the episode as we moved on to the next stop where there was an already tried and tested composition to revisit. The lull was over, and the feeding frenzy of Super Saturday had resumed.
It was only much later, in one of those moments when I decided that while I wanted to play around with some shots in the editing suite, I wasn’t in the mood for sifting through a large number of candidates. I wanted simple, and simple didn’t come easier than a folder with only three RAW files, two of which appeared to be almost identical. The shortlisting would take approximately zero seconds. Maybe I could declutter the space around the church? Another monochrome conversion with a bit of contrast would help to simplify the scene, and perhaps there was an image hidden in plain sight that was worth persevering for. Just a quick half hour before I moved away from the computer and did something else with my Sunday afternoon, I thought to myself. And so I started to tinker, gradually removing one distraction after another with varying degrees of success, until the white church stood alone in its space against the quiet ocean. A dodge, a burn or several, a pair of levels and curves adjustments and the shapes of distant mountains somewhere closer to Reykjavik appeared across the water. Now an image that initially offered little promise began to take shape. It still wasn’t one I planned to share – at least not until the moment that I began to rather like what I was looking at. Somehow, an image had evolved from a messy starting point and I was happy.
It makes me wonder what else I’ve got lying around in my saved files; what images are hovering one step away from the dustbin of eternity that might have a hidden promise just waiting to be hatched from chaos. When there are so many fantastic moments still waiting to be captured, it may be a while before any more of the lesser lights appear, but anything is possible. “Never delete anything – just in case,” seems to be the lesson I’ve learned, not that I often do. You never know when you might see something in an unloved snapshot that you overlooked in the first place.