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This a portrait of one of the locals..his face tells a lot of stories and the war he has seen.
A business trip to Ho Chi Minh City in Vietnam made me realized how much I missed shooting travel and streets.
Gearing away from my comfort zone of shooting landscapes, I try to wander the busy streets of Ho Chi Minh.
These are my capture of Ho Chi Minh with side trips at Cu Chi and Mekong Delta.
This infrared shot was taken in a rubber tree farm on the way to Cu Chi tunnel.
A business trip to Ho Chi Minh City in Vietnam made me realized how much I missed shooting travel and streets.
Gearing away from my comfort zone of shooting landscapes, I try to wander the busy streets of Ho Chi Minh.
These are my capture of Ho Chi Minh with side trips at Cu Chi and Mekong Delta.
Painting the city #Street_photography #ig_streetphotography #gf_streets #Fromstreetswithlove #everybodystreet #Lausanne #mylausanne #myvaud #igersvaud #switzerlandwonderland #switzerlandpictures #switzerland #constructionsite #living_europe #chasinglight #lightchaser #lrinstagram
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Thursday • June 10, 2010
We were so busy last Thursday, I didn't even take one photo! Rachel really wanted to see photos from Jackie's trip to Belize and we came across this one! I can't believe I haven't done anything with their trip photos! And there are so many good ones! Bad Mom! So today, I am working on them so I can create a photobook.
As you can see, Jackie is also creative with the camera! She has a great eye! This photo blows me away! She said that every single day, there was an awesome sunrise & sunset. So wish I could've been there with her!
Photo: By Jackie
Editing: By me: all I had to do was a bit of noise reduction and straighten the horizon line
The majority allowed the dogma. They idled and retreated into nothingness where they will stay.
Others wouldn't comply. These individuals grew in one way or another.
Disconnected from the irrelevant, they too remain faceless, but by choice.
"There is no telling how many miles you will have to run while chasing a dream."
~mrkodak,
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Downieville, CA - Afternoon walk with the dogs & a few family members on Thanksgiving Day. Several days of snow had fallen and things were just starting to let up. Quiet Magical Snow everywhere & on everything. Fresh test roll of #kodakektar100 through a newly acquired hand me down #minoltax570 - Minolta Cameras & Glass have a definitive look and are highly underrated in my book. Minolta X-570? = Keeper.
“Standing on the snow-covered plain, as if in a pasture amid the hills, I cut my way first through a foot of snow, and then a foot of ice, and open a window under my feet, where, kneeling to drink, I look down into the quiet parlour of the fishes, pervaded by a softened light as through a window of ground glass, with its bright sanded floor the same as in summer; there a perennial waveless serenity reigns as in the amber twilight sky, corresponding to the cool and even temperament of the inhabitants.
Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads.”
— Walden (1854) by Henry David Thoreau
(Chapter 16: The Pond in Winter)
How many stories does the lines on the face hold? And how many things have these eyes seen?
Never fault a man with a dream.
A story of Mr Yau. forty-forty.com
Sunset in anawangin was breathtaking, even when the sun was behind the mountain, it's dramatic light is so bright any 0.6 soft edge GND cannot take. i was confused on the settings after the mountain hike, makes my mind spin and cleaning the filters, holding the remote, timer, GND on left hand and shutter on right hand??? INSANE. So if your in the same situation, even when the best light is out, don't panic, relax, nail it on the first shot then run. .
CPL+ND400+GND
Tokina 12-24, D300
Anawangin Cove
Pundacuit, Zambales
"Love is the most important thing in life, and it happens when you least expect it" ❤️ —Diane Kruger
⋅ (Article reading www.townandcountrymag.com/a6656)
“Standing on the snow-covered plain, as if in a pasture amid the hills, I cut my way first through a foot of snow, and then a foot of ice, and open a window under my feet, where, kneeling to drink, I look down into the quiet parlour of the fishes, pervaded by a softened light as through a window of ground glass, with its bright sanded floor the same as in summer; there a perennial waveless serenity reigns as in the amber twilight sky, corresponding to the cool and even temperament of the inhabitants.
Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads.”
— Walden (1854) by Henry David Thoreau
(Chapter 16: The Pond in Winter)
“In the morning I bathe my intellect in the stupendous and cosmogonal philosophy of the Bhagavad gita, since whose composition years of the gods have elapsed, and in comparison with which our modern world and its literature seem puny and trivial; and I doubt if that philosophy is not to be referred to a previous state of existence, so remote is its sublimity from our conceptions.
I lay down the book and go to my well for water, and lo! there I meet the servant of the Bramin, priest of Brahma and Vishnu and Indra, who still sits in his temple on the Ganges reading the Vedas, or dwells at the root of a tree with his crust and water jug. I meet his servant come to draw water for his master, and our buckets as it were grate together in the same well. The pure Walden water is mingled with the sacred water of the Ganges.”
― Henry David Thoreau, Walden: Or, Life in the Woods
☾ “I have noticed that when all the lights are on, people tend to talk about what they are doing – their outer lives.
Sitting round in candlelight or firelight, people start to talk about how they are feeling – their inner lives. They speak subjectively, they argue less, there are longer pauses.
To sit alone without any electric light is curiously creative. I have my best ideas at dawn or at nightfall, but not if I switch on the lights – then I start thinking about projects, deadlines, demands, and the shadows and shapes of the house become objects, not suggestions, things that need to done, not a background to thought.”
— Why I Adore the Night ☾ (Jeanette Winterson)
sakura (桜) cherry blossom air さくら 🌸🍃
Time after time
Alone in the city of whirling blossoms
Those petals fly in the whirling wind
The miracle of meeting you
In a city where the wind whispered through
The hanamidou tells of the end of spring
One petal from this misty flower.
Time After Time (花舞う街で) // In the Street of Dancing Flowers — Mai Kuraki
[theme song for Detective Conan: Crossroad in the Ancient Capital]
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Patience and perseverance is an utmost trait of a landscape photographer. Catching the perfect timing and details. May your filter and gears be soaked for that 1 shot that would make a scene timeless and memorable.
This was taken somewhere in Anilao. The wave itself hitting the rock was more than 6-8ft high. The rock I was shooting from was about my height. At that view point, I waited for one big wave to come and just snapped away. The wave ricocheted and was heading directly to my gear, I grabbed it and used my back to shield my gear.
Drenched but happy.