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Mural entitled "Commit This to Memory" by Lord aka @taylordpaints for Mural Mania 2025, seen at 123 North Hill Street in South Bend, Indiana.
Photo by James aka Urbanmuralhunter on that other photo site.
Edit by Teee.
Commit thy way unto Jehovah; Trust also in him, and he will bring it to pass.
- Psalm 37:5 -
Sony a6000+ Leica Summilux 50mm 1.4 +Voigtalnder V-E close focus adapter+ Kenko DG Extension tube16mm+10mm
I shot this photo last night as a sort of small homage to my good friend Ricardo Bouyett.
Today, I found out a kid from my town hung himself, a kid that was just about to graduate high school and start life. It’s an absolute terrible feeling just knowing that this kid was in such misery that he felt like suicide was the only way out. I know when I go through hard times, I don’t like to talk to anyone about my problems or anything. BUT, I have a couple good friends that know me and basically force it out of me to just rant and rant and rant to blow some steam off.
Sometimes I think some people just don’t get it. I have friends that will just live life happy go lucky. Just things seem to go exactly right for them, never down. I DON’T GET IT. These are the same people that see me down and say shit like “Dude, you live a good life!” I think they lack the understanding that depression isn’t about your physical life. The battle lies inside the persons head. Why else do we have celebrities with everything on earth committing suicide? I can remember the day I heard that “suicidal thoughts” aren’t a normal thing to be thinking about. To me, this is just some everyday shit (although, I wouldn't ever act on these thoughts). For many I think it probably is as well. I know some good friends that are holding on tight and I hope that if anyone out there is struggling, just know you’re not alone.
Just writing some of my completely disjointed thoughts from today on here.
Hope everyone’s well.
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A Stab of Truth to Open Eyes -
On a trail overrun with weeds, a spokesman for the microscopic climbed the beanstalk and came into view abruptly. He gesticulated with antennae to and fro, putting into words, how a giantess occupied with future worries failed to notice the mass murders she commit with feet. The one-eyed titan looked down and saw… oh, what a view. Scores of bodies were lying around, squashed and broken with defeat. The field looks like a battle scene. She sat on unsteady heels and look fixedly at the faultfinder. Except for a borrowed spike from a sea urchin and the hair whorl of Van Gogh throughout, the itty bitty was just another ant in the crowd.
“Fee-fi-fo-fum, I smell the blood of ants everywhere. It’s not my fault that the teeny can’t be seen. They should shriek loud if they can down there, although I won’t be able to hear a thing up here. Only the foolish follows through a single file line and run not in all directions to get out of my way,” the cyclop mocked.
Her accuser remained calm, despite having verbal stones thrown at him. “How many times have you tripped on this trodden path?” the ant cross-examined with genuine interest.
The giantess replied with furrowed brows, “Just five minutes ago, I sprawled because an inconsiderate tortoise tent right in the middle of the road. In general, I stagger at least once a week. Why?”
“The solution is to keep your eyes held high, low on the ground bubbling with life,” the ant responded, an octave higher.
The lady goliath retorted, “I’m used to walking with my head in the clouds. What’s there to observe on the floor? The settling dusts flying up in a breeze?”
The gentle-ant went into detail, “You passed over the fabulous roadmaps made by earthworms in their earthly labor. Over there you missed the invitation of the Malayan shrews, they are sharing with anyone their party of fresh fallen donut peaches. And that meadow ant meandering leisurely with a trimming of curry leaf, he is flossing his teeth.”
Globs of awakening twirled within the iris of the tall titanic. It was the first time she realized that. Having said his piece, teeny sauntered in peace toward his homely jungle. The giantess had better appreciation for ants since and watched her step. To date she is still ironing flat the wrinkly dead leaves with elephantine tread, but instead of stomping on ants, she walks over them now. You think you can easily crush a dozen ants with one finger? Small in size they may look weak, but all it takes is one strong-minded ant to lift you off your feet.
Cod Rock, Belcarra, BC.
I took a chance on catching an epic sunset at a park that closes the gates at 9pm. The light didn't get anywhere close to what I was hoping for before I had to get out or risk being locked in.
So this was the year I decided to just go all out.......TOTALLY commit to my Christmas Cat themed Christmas, right down to the outfit I decided to put on Christmas afternoon.
On a normal year I might have slipped the socks under a pair of pants ,or maybe worn the crazy leggings with a solid color top if I was going to a friends house that knew me, or maybe just the sweater (which lights up!) with a pair of jeans........but I thought this was a year to make a fashion statement in the privacy of my own home that truly embraces who I really am!
I mentioned yesterday how the Bruny Island community of some 600 permanent residents is determined to look out for each other. In the light of a recent spate of rural depression and suicides, the rural communities of Tasmania have banded together to raise awareness of the issue and commit themselves to caring for each other.
The Bruny Blue Farmer is one such project. This locally made sculpture is a tribute to the organisation "Beyond Blue" which is dedicated to helping people suffering from various forms of depressive illness.
This collage provides a description of how the process works within each local rural community. The people holding up the letters are saying, "LOOKING OUT FOR EACH OTHER ON BRUNY".
Spotted this sign in Great Guildford Street, Southwark. I believe the origin goes back to the days before there was proper plumbing in most pubs and houses, and men would er.. relieve themselves in public.
Southwark, London.
I must admit that there are many pictures of this sign around - this is my take in the late afternoon, spring light.
I believe the sign means to tell people not to urinate/defacate on the wall/in the street. How shy they were in those Victorian days.
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Day 200.
By now the 'picture a day' habit is very much 'locked in'. Hopefully I can keep the commitment for another 165 days...!
For the 'Commit' weekly theme in the 365 2013 Edition group.
More pictures of the day from my 365 project
Explored - 19th July 2013
Highest position: #169 on Monday, July 22, 2013
(L to R) Wilson Chang, Kevin Rodriguez, Neil Key and Frank Milian take a break from class to save lives at the UH - SHPE Blood Drive.
This bird is parked on a seed feeder placed near our fountain and is showing off its full breeding plumage colors. The several Spizella sparrows can be more difficult to ID when in non-breeding plumage. It is especially challenging when there are mixed flocks that include juveniles. During such periods I find that photography is the surest method of later IDing individual sparrows in this family... you don't have to commit all the subtle field marks to memory for later recall when comparing the like features of several viewed Sparrows with field guide images.
IMG_0786; Chipping Sparrow
This was taken on Houston St., between Wooster and Sullivan
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This set of photos is based on a very simple concept: walk every block of Manhattan with a camera, and see what happens. To avoid missing anything, walk both sides of the street.
That's all there is to it …
Of course, if you wanted to be more ambitious, you could also walk the streets of Brooklyn, Queens, Staten Island, and the Bronx. But that's more than I'm willing to commit to at this point, and I'll leave the remaining boroughs of New York City to other, more adventurous photographers.
Oh, actually, there's one more small detail: leave the photos alone for a month -- unedited, untouched, and unviewed. By the time I actually focus on the first of these "every-block" photos, I will have taken more than 8,000 images on the nearby streets of the Upper West Side -- plus another several thousand in Rome, Coney Island, and the various spots in NYC where I traditionally take photos. So I don't expect to be emotionally attached to any of the "every-block" photos, and hope that I'll be able to make an objective selection of the ones worth looking at.
As for the criteria that I've used to select the small subset of every-block photos that get uploaded to Flickr: there are three. First, I'll upload any photo that I think is "great," and where I hope the reaction of my Flickr-friends will be, "I have no idea when or where that photo was taken, but it's really a terrific picture!"
A second criterion has to do with place, and the third involves time. I'm hoping that I'll take some photos that clearly say, "This is New York!" to anyone who looks at it. Obviously, certain landscape icons like the Empire State Building or the Statue of Liberty would satisfy that criterion; but I'm hoping that I'll find other, more unexpected examples. I hope that I'll be able to take some shots that will make a "local" viewer say, "Well, even if that's not recognizable to someone from another part of the country, or another part of the world, I know that that's New York!" And there might be some photos where a "non-local" viewer might say, "I had no idea that there was anyplace in New York City that was so interesting/beautiful/ugly/spectacular."
As for the sense of time: I remember wandering around my neighborhood in 2005, photographing various shops, stores, restaurants, and business establishments -- and then casually looking at the photos about five years later, and being stunned by how much had changed. Little by little, store by store, day by day, things change … and when you've been around as long as I have, it's even more amazing to go back and look at the photos you took thirty or forty years ago, and ask yourself, "Was it really like that back then? Seriously, did people really wear bell-bottom jeans?"
So, with the expectation that I'll be looking at these every-block photos five or ten years from now (and maybe you will be, too), I'm going to be doing my best to capture scenes that convey the sense that they were taken in the year 2013 … or at least sometime in the decade of the 2010's (I have no idea what we're calling this decade yet). Or maybe they'll just say to us, "This is what it was like a dozen years after 9-11".
Movie posters are a trivial example of such a time-specific image; I've already taken a bunch, and I don't know if I'll ultimately decide that they're worth uploading. Women's fashion/styles are another obvious example of a time-specific phenomenon; and even though I'm definitely not a fashion expert, I suspected that I'll be able to look at some images ten years from now and mutter to myself, "Did we really wear shirts like that? Did women really wear those weird skirts that are short in the front, and long in the back? Did everyone in New York have a tattoo?"
Another example: I'm fascinated by the interactions that people have with their cellphones out on the street. It seems that everyone has one, which certainly wasn't true a decade ago; and it seems that everyone walks down the street with their eyes and their entire conscious attention riveted on this little box-like gadget, utterly oblivious about anything else that might be going on (among other things, that makes it very easy for me to photograph them without their even noticing, particularly if they've also got earphones so they can listen to music or carry on a phone conversation). But I can't help wondering whether this kind of social behavior will seem bizarre a decade from now … especially if our cellphones have become so miniaturized that they're incorporated into the glasses we wear, or implanted directly into our eyeballs.
If you have any suggestions about places that I should definitely visit to get some good photos, or if you'd like me to photograph you in your little corner of New York City, please let me know. You can send me a Flickr-mail message, or you can email me directly at ed-at-yourdon-dot-com
Stay tuned as the photo-walk continues, block by block ...
A day in the Life :
He (naughtily pulling out his flintlock):
“Let’s have the Pearls then Luv!”
She ( Coyly):
“Read the sign dear sir”
He (After first Looking back):
“But this is not nuisance, it is business”
She ( Wryly) :
“Business, dear sir?”
He (deftly) :
“Yes.. Supply and demand, I demand and you supply?”
She (archly):
“I thought the Phrase was ‘stand and deliver’?”
He (teasingly):
I Know, But I am adlibbing”
She ( sweetly)
“Please try and stay on script Dear Sir, It makes things so much easier!”
He ( Gallently):
“Ok, let me try it again from the top”
She (puckishly):
“Later my good man, first lets re-holster that pistol of yours and break for lunch, I am famished” Meet back here in couple of hours?
He ( Bowing rather subdued ):
“Alright than, in a cuppa my fair lady!”
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A Rather exuberant thank you to the ever perky Teddi for patiently waiting these many months to get together for a photo shoot, It turned out splendidly if I do say so…
Hopefully we can get together and do it again..
Taken at "FOGS END" A supernatural Victorian Adult Role-play Community
Oh, I longed to capture these in the sunrise light this morning but much to my dismay the sun stayed hidden. The blossoms only stay a short while so I fought the breeze and flat light. I feel sort of lost about where to go with my project now. Tomorrow begins the 100-day challenge and I want to incorporate Spring cleaning my life into the theme and creating images to show what I am working on every day. I’ve yet to commit to a specific format but want to work on storytelling images.
Drive at the University of Houston Main Campus was one of four drives held on the Tuesday after Hurricane Ike hit the Gulf Coast.
3 hours driving, 2 hours walking, 2 minutes of good light. This photographer lark is all about committing to the long haul!
when we come to the end of all we know , we have to have faith and either take the next step or we will drown in the undercurrents of life ... life rushes past us all , we must not let it overwhelm us .... and remember we need to help those who can't take that leap .... we have to beieve there is Someone in charge of it all !.
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I am so busy with everything and now that I am an
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it makes my time limited...Keep up the great work on your photos...
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