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Wikipedia - The Venetian Ghetto was the area of Venice in which Jews were compelled to live by the government of the Venetian Republic. The English word ghetto is derived from the Jewish ghetto in Venice. The Venetian Ghetto was instituted on 29 March 1516. It was not the first time that Jews in Venice were compelled to live in a segregated area of the city.[1] In 1552 Venice had 160,000 inhabitants, including 900 Jews, who were mainly merchants.[2]
In 1797 the French army of Italy, commanded by the 28-year-old General Napoleon Bonaparte, conquered Venice, dissolved the Venetian republic, and ended the ghetto's separation from the city. In the 19th century, the ghetto was renamed the Contrada dell'unione.
So here is my black and white re-edit of the 2019 Palais Theatre RAW file. Two things commended monochrome to me here. The first is the fact that the image was always sharp as a tack (you can easily read the enlarged signs on the theatre entrance). That wasn't the problem, colour was and it is why I now need a compelling reason to process a night shot in colour (the reverse of daytime photographs).
The second issue is that black and white to some degree can mask some of those artefacts I talked about in the "Just for fun" re-edit. That "fake" looking palm tree on the left (in the colour version) doesn't look so bad in black and white.
Finally, although I am nowhere near as satisfied with the outcome of this monochrome as "The National Theatre" I posted yesterday (there are just too many problems to solve in this RAW image), my own preference is for the monochrome version over the colour re-edit.
One of the photographs which changed my whole outlook on black and white night photography is this wonderful photograph from Hollywood in 1949 by Max Yavno, "Premiere at Carthey Circle, LA". It is in the Peter Fetterman collection and can be seen on the cover of his superb book, The Power of Photography (ACC Art Books, 2022). www.peterfetterman.com/artists/30-max-yavno/works/57953-m...
The prospect of seeing a Snowy Owl is one of the few reasons that compels sane men to venture into freezing, ice-covered conditions. Fish Point Area. Huron County.
ˢᵒ ᵖᵘʳᵉ, ˢᵒ ʳᵃʳᵉ
ᵀᵒ ʷⁱᵗⁿᵉˢˢ ˢᵘᶜʰ ᵃⁿ ᵉᵃʳᵗʰˡʸ ᵍᵒᵈᵈᵉˢˢ
ᵀʰᵃᵗ ᴵ'ᵛᵉ ˡᵒˢᵗ ᵐʸ ˢᵉˡᶠ-ᶜᵒⁿᵗʳᵒˡ
ᴮᵉʸᵒⁿᵈ ᶜᵒᵐᵖᵉˡˡᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰʳᵒʷ ᵗʰⁱˢ ᵈᵒˡˡᵃʳ
ᴰᵒʷⁿ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘʳ
ᴴᵒˡⁱᵉˢᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵃˡᵗᵃʳˢ
ᴵ'ᵈ ˢᵉˡˡ ᵐʸ ˢᵒᵘˡ
ᴬⁿᵈ ᵐʸ ˢᵉˡᶠ-ᵉˢᵗᵉᵉᵐ ᵃ ᵈᵒˡˡᵃʳ ᵃᵗ ᵃ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ
ᶠᵒʳ ᵒⁿᵉ ᶜʰᵃⁿᶜᵉ, ᵒⁿᵉ ᵏⁱˢˢ
ᴼⁿᵉ ᵗᵃˢᵗᵉ ᵒᶠ ʸᵒᵘ, ᵐʸ ᴹᵃᵍᵈᵃˡᵉⁿᵃ
Nefekalum - Oracle's Crown @ Midnight Order
Doux - River Hairstyle @ Mainstore
Jack Spoon - Miel Lipstick @ Anthology
Vermilion - Forbidden Paradise Set @ Midnight Order
Aii - Stardancer Cuffs Set @ Mainstore
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Speakers in Lamentations express a plurality of theologies and interpretations that yields no single understanding of their common tragedy. They are not debating or trying to refute each other; rather, their testimonies nudge up against each other in disquieting tension and conflict. They bring the “unspeakable” to expression in incomplete ways, and they seek and speak about God in a similar limited fashion. Each testimony is narrow and occluded, yet compelling. No voice wins out, unifies, or dominates the claims of other voices. The strongman's hopeful voice does not silence other voices, but neither do the others overpower his hope. All perspectives remain together in churning, unsettled interaction.
-Lamentations and the Tears of the World, Kathleen M. O’Connor
I feel almost compelled to take about 100 pictures of "Big Mac", the Mackinac Bridge, every time I go "Up North". The 5 mile long bridge is an engineering marvel. The roadbed at midpoint is about 200 feet (61 m) above the water, and the water at that point is 295 feet (90m) deep. When it was completed in 1957, it was the world's longest suspension bridge.
The bridge connects the Upper and Lower Peninsulas of Michigan. Previous to it's construction, ferry boats were used to cross the Straits of Mackinac.
Note: Mackinac Bridge and Mackinaw City, although spelled differently are both pronounced "Mack-in-aw".
Explore #106 on 7-25-2016
Rightly or wrongly, I was compelled to promote the long ridge of Gray Crag, housing Hayeswater in the right-hand 1/3rd. A 'straight-down-the-middle' 'V' could have been more effective, arguably.
I can't stress enough what a memorable walk this was. For the sheer number of ever-changing outlooks, on many secretive nooks & crannies, it truly was an exceptional outing.
The stillness of my garden in winter is compelling. My flowers that once burst forth with soft petals still beg me to admire them....and I do!
Captured from the side of the road on my way to another location, this spot compelled me to turn around and pull the camera out of my pack.
I never tire of the architecture of the Kauffman Center for the Performing Arts building here in KCMO. Sometimes as I drive by there is a light that I haven’t seen before and I feel compelled to stop and grab that moment in time. Isn’t it funny how things change? I have a wish list for travelling this year and some new photographic endeavors that I would like to accomplish. I wish peace, happiness, and a prosperous 2019 to each of you out there. Thanks for commenting and following along. Here’s to our new opportunities.
Mike D.
This star attraction in July night sky compelled me to spend couple of hours after 10 PM by the side of farm fields, an hour drive north to avoid light pollution. The next opportunity to see it again will be 7000 years from now; who knows humanity may not exist by then.
I have never done an astrophotography, so I made a lot of blunders. At the end, after stacking 9 images, each taken at 5s exposure and 3200 ISO using a 300mm2.8 lens on a D5 produced this image. I used Deep Sky Stacker software to stack 9 images. I had to crank up the brightness in post processing to see both ion and dust tails. The ion tail is slightly bluish in color and goes straight out, because the charged particles in the tail follow the magnetic lines of the sun and as well as the comet itself. Whereas the dust tail is somewhat diffuse and it curves to the right due to variation of gravitational forces on different sized particles in the dust tail. The greenish coma or halo around the nose of the comet is created by the sun light striking the nucleus of the comet and melting the outer core into gas and dust. July 23, 2020. Minesing, Ontario
Adrienne had always been drawn to antique and junk stores, forever searching for the unusual. Though she was in a hurry today, something compelled her to step inside. The best discoveries happened by chance, and it had been a month or so since her last visit.
Her eyes landed on a peculiar, disc-shaped object—ancient, worn, and enigmatic. Both sides were complex, featuring a clock-like dial, mysterious markings, and several small knobs. A price tag dangled from it, but there was nothing to indicate its purpose. A calculator, perhaps?
She traced her fingers over the worn face and intricate gears. No, not a calculator. She’d seen sketches of a device like this before, but that was only a myth—a mere story. And yet, here it was. As she cradled it in both hands, a faint vibration pulsed against her skin, as if it was pulling energy from her very touch. What was this doing here?
A presence lingered behind her. A man stood across the store, watching. She could feel his eyes on her but did not turn to look. Was it her he observed or the object? Unease crept into her chest. Slowly, she set the device back onto the shelf and walked away, feigning disinterest. The man’s gaze remained fixed, but after some time, she saw him exit the store.
Adrienne returned to the shelf as casually as she could. Without hesitation, she scooped up the device, paid for it in cash—ensuring no trace of her identity—and tucked it into her bag. Then, without looking back, she hurried away.
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The world beneath our feet holds boundless secrets, and macro photography is the key to unlocking them. This intimate photographic style shrinks the viewer down to the scale of the subject, transforming the ordinary into the extraordinary. Here, a cluster of delicate, golden-capped toadstools emerges from a tapestry of vibrant green moss. The slight frost or dusting on the caps, coupled with the soft, diffused light, highlights the texture and subtle curves of each fungus. The shallow depth of field is essential in macro work, blurring the busy background into a painterly wash of browns and oranges, compelling the eye to focus solely on the fragile life at the center. It's a testament to the fact that the most compelling and detailed subjects often require us to pause, kneel down, and look closely at the miniature landscapes that thrive just out of our everyday focus. Macro photography challenges us to see the world not as it appears from a distance, but as a rich, detailed ecosystem demanding our attention and admiration.
Not the most compelling peak in the Southern Highlands (although it takes on a more pleasing pyramidical aspect as seen from Glen Lochay), this scene nevertheless offered some nice implied symmetry along the warming light of a winter afternoon.
I'd earlier scaled the lower hill on the left, Cam Chreag, in what felt like some truly bizarre conditions.
Two days prior to mid-winter I found myself almost boiling alive as I sweated my way up. Absolute stillness coupled with some actual heat felt from the December sun found me cursing being ludicrously overdressed for the circumstances. It genuinely felt spring-like, a sensation I don't think I've ever felt this potently at this time of year in the hills.
I felt compelled to tinker with this shot, and ultimately, the muted colors in this one speak to me more than the original. While I love the vibrant green, this somehow has more depth.
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For 121 Pictures in 2021 #19 "Compelling" this is (almost) the first crop of pods for this year. I have pulled some green seranos and jalapenos earlier to use in salsas and on nachos, but this is the first harvest of red (ripe) pods. It is compelling me to cook something spicey, and I'm thinking of using a couple of the cayennes for Indonesian style beef sate this weekend. From left to right in this shot we have cayenne at the bottom (to be used for hot sauce), some yellow habaneros(and one red one) above them (also for hot sauce), some jalapenos in the back (destined for the smoker, then drying for chipotle), a huge pile of red Thai bird chiles in the middle (these get dried and ground, and used in a wide variety of dishes, in lieu of cayenne), and some red chimayos on the right (a medium heat New Mexican type, which I will also dry and smoke, then grind for powder).
Not shown here are Tabasco and yellow ajis, which aren't ripe yet.
compelled to live with an optimist ;-)
Elbert Hubbard
HGGT!! Ukraine Matters! Resist the Despicable Orange Cockroach Poo Tin Puppet
narcissus, 'Twinkling Yellow', j c raulston arboretum, ncsu, raleigh, north carolina
I have shot so many Halloween pennants this summer I feel compelled to do something different to mix it up a bit.
First posted on February 15, 2009
A real salmon to accompany the previous post.
Spawning salmon, Kagawong, Manitoulin Island, Ontario, Canada
Felt the compelling need to abstract and no greater place to do this than Slider Sunday. Enjoy my upside-down fuchsias, an expression of chaos in an ordered world
This might have worked if I had found something of compelling interest in the foreground. Anyway, it keeps the still lifes apart.
I had the good fortune years ago to meet a gentleman who was a gifted photographer, a dedicated railroader, and a compelling storyteller. His name, that many of you may recognize, is Doug Harrop.
He was born in 1940 in Huntsville, Utah and his photographic legacy began in the 1970s, continuing well into the 2000s. He was a career railroader as a locomotive engineer for the Southern Pacific, working primarily the territory of the Salt Lake Division between Ogden, Utah and Carlin, Nevada. Eventually, he worked for the merged Union Pacific until retirement with 38 years of service.
Each fall, Utah area photographers would gather in Salt Lake City and invite Doug to join us for pizza and a slide show. What I remember most from those gatherings was not the photography, but Doug's gift of storytelling, in particular tales from the cab during his career on the SP.
We lost Doug 10 years ago to cancer. His son Matt Harrop has entrusted me to share his photographic legacy with the world, beginning with this photo Doug claimed was "My All Time Best Shot". Many of you may recognize it, and most would probably agree with his assumption. The photo was made near his Mountain Green, Utah home. The subject is Union Pacific's Park City Local, creating a trackside snow squall on Jan. 6, 1986. I will share more of Doug's work in future days. Stay tuned.
Contrary to popular belief, I’m really quite a simple person. All I need to be happy is good light and a compelling subject.
can make compelling pictures out of uninteresting moments :-)
Alex Tehrani
HMM! Public Education Matters! Higher Education Matters! Resist the Ignorant Orange Clown and his Cabinet of Stooges and Buffoons!
narcissus, daffodil, sarah p duke gardens, duke university, durham, north carolina
Compelled to shoot this abstractish frame with dramatic shadows, lots of wires, and great rusted corrugated metal.
We had a fresh coat of snow this morning so I was compelled to go shoot photos of Cardinals on snowy branches. Taken on the trails at the Rocky River Reservation Metro Park.
Florida has vivid hues, even in the cluttered back end of a restaurant.
St. Augustine Beach (Crescent Beach), Florida, USA.
1 September 2024.
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What Is It About A Solitary Tree That Captures One's Gaze and Imagination?
No matter where you live, you have seen one. And I'm betting when you did, you allowed your gaze to linger for awhile. If you are a camera bug, you may even have pulled over while driving down some road, and shot a picture or two. Sometimes it is a majestic, old oak tree in the middle of a farmer's field...surrounded by acres of plowed field. Why did they leave just that one tree? Surely there must have been many others at some time.
A forest is lush. Dense. But while a forest has its own charms, it can sometimes seem impenetrable. Uninviting, even. A lone tree holds a completely different kind of allure. It is somehow mysterious. It's almost magnetic, especially when the cleared land around it is expansive. You ask yourself how that one tree, and only that tree, managed to escape the axe and survive. You sometimes may even feel compelled to walk across the field to look at it from a closer perspective. Stand in its shade. It provokes contemplation. The trees in a stand of woods lose their individuality and become almost indistinguishable from one another, at least until fall. But a lonesome tree? It calls out to you. "Look at me. I'm still here!"
Special Thanks to Keith930, Daily News - Mar 20, 2013
— All of Nature is a Divine Harmony, Wonderful Symphony that invites all Creatures that Accompany their Developments and Progress.
The Tansy is an invasive wildflower that shows up infrequently on my outings around here. It was brought to North America from Europe centuries ago, and it has played a role in some quasi-medicinal practices for centuries. It has a toxic component however that makes it problematic if mixed with animal feed.
I find the flat flower discs quite compelling, especially in the many angles in a small area. I also love the Fibonacci array of the micro-flowers on each disc.
This is not a particularly compelling image, but it was a lifer, a bird I don’t see often on Flickr, and so I wanted to post it.
Paul and I had a pattern for our three days of birding in Prince Edward County, starting at sunrise at Traverse Woods and then moving out to the lighthouse point. That latter walk leads past several enormous Willows, leaning out over the waters of Lake Ontario. We had dozens of species in those Willows in the early morning, including flocks of Baltimore Orioles and Scarlet Tanagers, and even Ruby-throated Hummingbirds fed on the flowers.
We had met a couple who had the same early morning plan, and it was their find. The Black-billed Cuckoo is a bird that often hides deep in foliage and spends long periods without moving. The couple had checked each of the Willows very methodically because in the first big wave of spring migration, this is what you can find.
It is a really neat bird to observe. Unfortunately, it barricaded itself pretty well deep inside the Willow. But it wasn’t too high up - the Willow it was perched in leans over into the Lake - and a few minutes of strategizing enabled me to climb around inside most of the branches to get a record image, all without flushing or attracting the attention of the bird. That said, it was very keenly attentive to all of the other birds singing and calling around the point, including the ever-present Merlins.
One of the neat things that is visible in the image is its feet. It has zygodactyl feet, meaning two toes pointing in each direction, just like Owls and Woodpeckers.
I was able to return the favour, to a degree, as about a half hour later I found a male Blackpoll Warbler and shared that with the couple who had pointed out the Cuckoo. Not as exotic, to be sure, but for people tracking their species early in a day of migration birding, it was a welcome addition to the list.
This scene at Kyleakin on the Isle of Skye at low tide is a compelling contrast of the village's historic maritime past and its modern connection to the mainland, once the busy terminus for vehicles crossing the Kyle Akin strait—is exposed by the low water. The slipway, which now has a somewhat forlorn or quiet air, slopes down toward the water, revealing a greater expanse of the rocky and muddy shoreline that is usually submerged. Behind the slip the picturesque village of Kyleakin rises slightly revealing the Skye Road Bridge arching gracefully as it crosses the mouth of Loch Alsh to connect Kyleakin to the mainland at Kyle of Lochalsh. Just below the bridge is the small island of Eilean Bàn with its 21metre tall Eilean Ban Lighthouse (1857) at its western end, now literally overshadowed by the replacement crossing in 1995…..The Old and the New route to Skye.
I can't really explain why I was compelled to take a photo of a aggregate plant, but it goes like this-situated amongst tress just off a roundabout in Catalunya, this white structure was this barely noticeable in daylight, however, when we passed it illuminated at night it took on a personality of its own! We passed it many times last year and this year, and every time I told my husband that one night I was going to make the effort, in the dark and with tripod, to take it, finally I did. Two imaged merged. I needed the sky from the shorter exposure because the stars in the longer exposure looked like sausages :))
Just for fun here is the 60s song of the same name www.youtube.com/watch?v=ougF5Q78tyo
Florence
Not feeling the photographic or creative touch today but felt compelled to post something. I’d looked at this image once before mainly because of the old woman, who looks more like a local than a tourist, who’s clearly on a mission to somewhere or something. Wasn’t sure what to do with it so rather lazily copied the settings from the square image I first posted. The conversion surprised me, just a few subtle tweaks and hey-presto today’s upload!
All this goes to show how far digital processing has come when you can produce something with just a few clicks.
I had discussed shooting here with a couple of other photographers and so after a long cloudless day I felt somewhat compelled to get out and try another comet shot.
This time I waited until after dark so there was no hanging around waiting for stars to appear.
I marched down the field and set up, aiming for a 'step back and zoom in' shot to try and make the comet larger in the frame. I took loads of images, bracketed to get the church nice and clear.
Once I had my shot I packed up and headed home but as I walked past St Hubert's I realised that this was my shot.
So I set up again and started over.
As it happens the bracketing wasn't used and so this is a single image processed through Lightroom.
It was 'another' of those moments where the first or last shot is your the best.
The Church of St Hubert.
Heritage Category:- Listed Building - Grade: 1
Historic interest:
* the earliest known documentary reference to the church is in the 1053 Testament of Godwin, Earl of Wessex *
44 stones. (Yes, I felt compelled to count them as I sat drinking tea) aligned in a circle over two of the trees magnificent roots.
In numerology that figure becomes 8, represented by the hachi, ya) (八) in Japanese culture.
The power and strength associated with number 8 are said to be feminine energy which give strength to overcome obstacles and achieve life's goals.
Jon Kennedy ~ Flux
“This artistic manifestation, with its rigorous denial of chromatic texture or overt symbolism, offers a compelling deconstruction of the human condition within the post-modern zeitgeist. The total absence of visual or sensory components, and refusal to allude to the socio-political struggles of our era, reveals a deep-seated existential angst that permeates all of contemporary culture. By challenging the viewer's preconceived notions and subverting traditional artistic tropes, this work invites a profound introspection into the core of our being, forcing us to confront the inherent contradictions and uncertainties of our existence. Its sublime beauty and minimal conceptual framework makes it a truly transcendent example of contemporary art, pushing the boundaries of artistic expression and offering a new paradigm for the future of creative endeavour.”
Professor Ursula Christensen, University of the Arts, New York
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The Isle of Sheppey is very impressive! Surely, a small, inconsequential Island lying just beyond the Thames Estuary would be dull and innocuous? However, the opposite is true! Changeable weather, expansive marshlands and landscapes that extend for miles make for great views and interesting photos!
Simon
I was compelled to post this shot next as it goes nicely side by side with the previous one.
Harvey in the glistening dew near Woolbeding in West Sussex.
Even though the breeze was moving the flowers to and fro, I felt compelled to attempt capturing the blackberry flowers in our neighborhood this morning.
When I passed each flower, with the petals closed around the center, I was amazed to find bees nestled in a majority of the blossoms. This article explains that male bees will remain in the flower overnight, while the female bees return to the hive.
extension.oregonstate.edu/gardening/pollinators/some-bees....