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Tualatin, Oregon
Lens: Canon EF 80-200mm f/2.8L (1989), on loan from co-worker.
One minute before sunset.
Est une espèce de petits passereaux de la famille des Passeridae.
C'est un petit oiseau assez trapu, mesurant environ 16 cm de long pour un poids allant de 24 à 39,5 g. Les femelles et les jeunes oiseaux sont pâles, colorés de brun et de gris, tandis que les mâles ont le teint plus vif, avec des marques noires, blanches et brunes. Granivore, il se nourrit majoritairement de céréales et d'autres graines, mais se montre opportuniste, consommant divers invertébrés, les insectes en premier lieu, qui servent par ailleurs d'alimentation de base aux oisillons.
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Is a species of small passerines in the family Passeridae.
It is a small, fairly stocky bird, measuring around 16 cm in length and weighing between 24 and 39.5 g. Females and young birds are pale, colored brown and gray, while males are brighter in complexion, with black, white and brown markings. Granivorous, it feeds mainly on cereals and other seeds, but is opportunistic, consuming various invertebrates, primarily insects, which also serve as a basic diet for the nestlings.
From Sonnet 18
It is well known now as Shakespeare's phrase "The Darling Buds of May" was used as the title for his novel by H.E. Bates... which has since been adapted for television too 😊
Apologies for using my Japanese plum in 3 successive photos - I am enjoying it before it freezes (-2.6c last night)
For the Smile on Saturday challenge: "picture with added text"
HCC and HSoS ;o)
Cliché and Smile on Saturday: Here
my Plum blossom set: Here
Blend and Merge: Here
Sonnet 18
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date;
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature’s changing course untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st;
Nor shall death brag thou wander’st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
#20 on Explore on 6/15/07
Despite the rain, I hope this brightens your day.
Admin Flowers with Rain Drops Fave
Deep in a red rock canyon where the sandstone has the winter blues, the sun licks at ice puddles melting and rearranging their complexion.
Her soft complexion is creamy white and she smells divine, very sweet and lemony. Her tree sits right outside my dining room window where I drink my coffee in the mornings. When the morning's first light kissed her delicate petals, it was such a beautiful moment that I wanted to share it with all of my flickr friends.
Con su aroma a mastranto dijo en lengua indígena caquetía y español: “Soy cati barsure “(espíritu de tez blanca) .
Pregunté : ¿estas cachipo.?( enojada)...Respondió : Soy Capo ( duende ), no soy Buio ( demonio).!!!
Dije eres humocaro.!!! ( mujer bonita) contestó : “ Solo soy una tara( mariposa) que el juri( viento ) lleva “…Y se esfumó…F.O.G.
English :
With his aroma of mint he said in the indigenous language Caquetía and Spanish: "I am cati barsure" (spirit of white complexion).
I asked: are you horny? (Angry) ... He replied: I am Capo (elf), I am not Buio (demon). !!!
I said you are humocaro. !!! (pretty woman) replied: “I'm just a tare (butterfly) that the juri (wind) wears“… And it vanished… F.O.G.
So today in Sydney it is raining.
Monday, 12th January, 2026.
So after work this afternoon I decided to wander around my garden in the rain, which was mostly light rain (though heavy at times), and take some macro rose photographs.
This rose is 'Peace' (a famous Meilland rose from France which dates back to 1935) but I think Sydney's recent extreme heat has changed the complexion & colour of this hybrid tea-rose, such that today in the rain it looks more like an Iceberg floribunda rose, maybe with a hint of the characteristic soft yellow of 'Peace' in the central petals.
Here are the legendary 'Carpenters' with 'Rain Days and Mondays' (1970):
www.youtube.com/watch?v=PjFoQxjgbrs
My Canon EOS 5D Mk IV with the Canon EF 100mm f/2.8L Macro IS USM lens.
Processed in Adobe Lightroom.
Rosalita was a Guatemalan healer from Todos Santos Cuchumatán, a municipality in the department of Huehuetenango, in the Republic of Guatemala, located in the Sierra de los Cuchumatanes. The Sierra de los Cuchumatanes is located at an altitude of between 3,100 (in the plateau) and 1,500 m. The towns and rural communities that make up Todos Santos Cuchumatán are distributed at these different altitudes. Due to its altitude, the climate is not hot for most of the year, although it can be cold at night, especially in the high latitudes of the mountains, where temperatures drop below freezing. The inhabitants of Todos Santos Cuchumatán belong to the Mam ethnic group. The Mam are a Mayan ethnic group that lives mainly in northeastern Guatemala and the mountainous area bordering Mexico, in southeastern Mexico. They have their own language, Mam, a language of Mayan origin that is also spoken in the Mexican state of Chiapas, which borders northeastern Guatemala While there is physical diversity within the Mam population, the local inhabitants of Mayan and indigenous descent are characterized by high cheekbones and dark brown or even almost completely black eyes. They have broad, flared noses, especially at the nostrils, and their complexion is brown, almost dark. Their hair is generally dark, straight or slightly wavy, and slightly gray in older individuals. They are of medium or short height. And Rosalita, the healer, was an authentic Mam woman, proud of her ethnicity, her traditions, her language, and her culture. What she didn't explain to me was whether she was a shaman as well as a healer. I don't know the reason for her silence, since in the Mayan Mam community, it is accepted that both men and women perform the functions of shaman. Given her rituals, especially those to ward off evil spirits, I suspect she was a shaman as well as a healer. It is also true that Rosalita spoke Spanish poorly... and I speak it even worse, so perhaps she simply didn't understand the question. She was a serious, proud, regal woman of few words. She had a daughter twenty years younger than her, named Rosalba, who looked very much like her. And a granddaughter, Rosalba's daughter, who had the same name as her grandmother, Rosalita. The granddaughter didn't have as many Mam features as her grandmother. Perhaps one day we'll upload photos of Rosalba and Rosalita, the granddaughter. The figure of Rosalita, the grandmother, was important in Todos Santos Cuchumatán. In this rural area, healers are the first choice for medical care for many people. As a healer, Rosalita practiced traditional medicine, combining ancestral knowledge, medicinal herbs, and spiritual practices to treat various ailments. Rosalita told me she had to perform some rituals on me to ward off evil spirits. And she succeeded immediately. But you see... do you do your job well every day? There will probably be days when, for some reason, you don't do it well. An argument with someone, not having slept well, a serious problem... anything can make you have a bad day and not adequately perform your assigned tasks at work. And Rosalita was no exception. Perhaps the day I met her wasn't the best for her. Some problem or not having slept enough was perhaps the reason why she didn't do her job well. It's true that she managed to ward off the evil spirits that were in my life and around me at that time. But what she didn't accomplish that day was to remove the demons I carry in my head. Perhaps it wasn't because of Rosalita's poor work either. In fact, I believe these demons will remain in my mind forever. They know where to hide, they know everything that's inside my head. They know me well and will never leave. They are... my tiny demons...
Uno de ellos toca un flautín en mi oído. Otro me hace oler cosas que no están ahí. Y saben dónde esconderse. Y saben todo lo que hay dentro de mi cabeza. Pequeños demonios, dentro de mí. Uno de ellos ata un lazo alrededor de mi corazón. Otro me hace asentir cuando conduzco. Y nunca se irán. Pero no me mostrarán la cara. Y esperan hasta que siento como si se hubieran ido y saltan y roban mi alivio. Pequeños demonios dentro de mí. Y saben dónde esconderse. Y saben todo lo que hay dentro de mi cabeza. Pequeños demonios dentro de mí... pequeños demonios...
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Demons - Fatboy Slim (Ft./Vocals: Macy Gray)
Todos tus demonios se marchitarán. El éxtasis llega y no puede quedarse. Lo entenderás cuando te cruces en mi camino. porque todos mis demonios se han marchitado.
"Demons" is a song by Norman Quentin Cook, known as Fatboy Slim, a British DJ. A mixer of styles such as hip hop, breakbeat, and rock. In addition to creating excellent music, the videos that accompany his songs are some of the best ever created in the music scene. They are musical products with impeccable finishes, from the song to the music video. "Demons" is one of them; in addition to being a great song, it features the unique voice of Macy Gray. Another example of this complete finish with the creation of a great music video is the one that accompanies the song "Weapon Of Choice" which was recorded with one of the best actors in my opinion... the great Christopher Walken.
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Liquid Skin - Gomez (1999)
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Image dedicated to Rosalita, a healer of the Mam ethnic group. Guatemala, March 2014.
There was no way to convince Rosalita to take off her blue wool hat and be able to take a portrait without it... "Pendejo ! Hace mucho frio !!"
Back to 2021 and an image from autumn that never previously got aired......
After a 'leaf-busting' circuit of 19 hours covering many of the lines around the far north-west of England, including the Settle & Carlisle, West Coast Mainline, and the southern end of the Lake District, the previous day's 4.21pm Carlisle Kingmoor TMD out-and-back RHTT (3J11) pauses briefly at Carlisle station waiting on a path for the final mile or two of its journey back to the Yard. DRS 'Shed' 66302 'Endeavour' brings up the rear, with unit 66126 doing the honours at the front.
The recent derailment of the loaded cement train from Clitheroe at Petteril Bridge Junction (just south of here) on October 19th when five tankers, each carrying 80tonnes of powdered cement, fell into the River Petteril, has put rather a different complexion on RHTT activity in the Carlisle area this year. Although the cement has now been extracted, the recovery of the wagons is still ongoing and not now expected until December - which also means access to the Newcastle and S&C routes remains closed for the timebeing.
Back to the image and the platform canopies here bring back memories of my first Tri-ang train-set, a Christmas present in the early 1960s, where the OO gauge station sported something that looked very similar. Given the locomotive in the set was Stanier's LMS Pacific 46205 'Princess Victoria', the style was surely appropriate!
I hope the gent on the left got the shot he was after.
11.25am, 11th October 2021
A cobweb linking a couple of the seed pods. Friends report snow about 5 north of us. It would bring a different complexion to the garden. Thanks for stopping
La alegoría del Trabajo, un bronce, encarna la fortaleza viril. Un joven de complexión atlética aparece en actitud de marcha, con pico y azadón sobre el hombro derecho y coronado con hojas de vid en alusión a los frutos de la tierra.
10ª Edición Maratón Fotográfico.2020-Fernándo González. Málaga.
'Drawn by Light' is a superbly curated photography exhibition at the National Media Museum in Yorkshire and runs until 21 June 2015. I wanted to give it a heads up if you're in the area.
There are about 200 remarkable prints on display going back to the birth of this art form from many famous and some not so famous greats of photography.
The greatest surprise, sprung at the end, is the image that compresses time above all others. Projected on a large light box is a shot of a girl with lavish strawberry blond hair modelling a scarlet coat on some far-flung beach - she is the poster girl for this exhibition, captured in my shot above.
As the girl raises her face to the dawn light, the sun catches the soft freckles of her radiant complexion. The colour photograph of the girl was taken by Lieutenant Colonel Mervyn O’Gorman more than a century ago. The girl and the soldier were on that beach together in 1913 - a year before WWI - but the moment is today.
Her name - Christina.
Here is a link with some more photographs of her
mashable.com/2015/04/23/autochrome-photos-ogorman/
I included the man with the camera for purposes of juxtaposition only - he is not the main subject - and to draw a link to how we are all still painting with light to this day.
Hi my lovely aliens!
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Yet another castoff doll that somehow exudes a sense of grace and dignity completely at odds with its circumstances. This one just sort of fell out of a heap in front of me, stooping just short of a dirt floor. Blank eyes gazing back at me; missing wig; stained dress, yet a remarkably clear complexion. But most of all a sense of calmness and presence. The scene put me in mind of an old masters painting and that guided my processing.
At Kitty Hawk, North Carolina, on December 17, 1903, Orville and Wilbur Wright changed the technical complexion of the 20th Century. As Orville Wright said, his 12 second, 120 foot flight was the first in which "a machine carrying a man had raised itself by its own power in to the air in full flight and sailed forward without reduction of speed, and finally landed at a point as high as that from which it started."
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Comme vous le voyez, je ne suis plus que l'ombre de moi même
J'ai perdu plusieurs kgs, mon beau teint de pêche est devenu cireux, mon cou de gazelle s'est ridé et je dois porter des lunettes noires car la lumière m’éblouis ! :-(
Oh rage, o désespoir, que n'ai je tant vécu que pour cette pandémie !
The consequences of confinement
As you can see, I'm just a shadow of myself
I have lost several kg my beautiful peach complexion has become waxy, my gazelle neck has wrinkled and I have to wear dark glasses because the light dazzles me! :-(
It is humour ;-)))
You said she was ready to hunt.
I thought I'd save you the trouble of wondering how the evening ended. Rather well I would say ;)
*See Adrian's image for the inspiration of this image.
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Prompt:
A strikingly beautiful young woman with long, dark, wavy hair, a pale complexion, and piercing dark eyes, exuding a gothic aura. She character image provided. She has a small amount of blood trickling from her lips. She is wearing (see provided image)
A dark, cobblestone alleyway in an old European city at night. The street is wet and reflects the light from several ornate gas street lamps, creating a shimmering, atmospheric effect. The buildings lining the alley are old and dark, with a textured brick wall on the right side of the frame where Charly is leaning. The overall atmosphere is moody, mysterious, and slightly ominous, suggestive of rain or recent rainfall.
A hyper realistic digital painting with a dark fantasy and gothic aesthetic, characterized by a rich, monochromatic black and dark grey color palette punctuated by the warm glow of the streetlights. The textures of leather, brick, and wet stone are rendered with extreme detail.
Dramatic and atmospheric. The primary light sources are the warm, yellow glow of the gas street lamps, casting long reflections on the wet ground. This creates strong contrasts between light and shadow, highlighting the subject's features and the textures of her clothing and environment. The lighting is somewhat low-key, with deep shadows defining the scene.
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*Yawns, and now I shall retire to my silk lined dark coffin ;)
Prompt
Ultra-photorealistic IMAX still, Netflix-quality production design, Unreal Engine 5.5 realism, HDR lighting, 70mm lens simulation, razor-sharp focus, cinematic color grading, 64K masterpiece. No text, no typography, no logos, no comic-book styling, no illustration effects, no poster elements, no watermarks. One clear focal point, cinematic realism. using the character sheet Eve1 ,
Head and shoulder shot soft oval face with subtle heart-shaped taper, large almond hazel-brown eyes, medium arched brows, slim refined nose, medium-full lips with defined cupid's bow, warm golden-beige complexion with natural glow, subtle freckles over her nose, wispy curtain bangs and long brunette hair with golden highlights, her hair is up in a messy tousled bun,
Eve is standing near a window with the blind down, the sun pours through illuminating her face and shoulders which are bare as she wears an off the shoulder dress.. She is in deep thought...
This song is dedicated
to all the lovers who cant be together
separated by distance and time
You were always on my mind
All I do is count the days
Where are you now?
Know I never let you down
I will never go away
I really wish that you would stay but what would we do
All the days that you've been gone I dream about you
And I anticipate the day that you will come home, home, home
No matter how far you are
No matter how long it takes him
Through distance and time
I'll be waiting
And if you have to walk a million miles
I'll wait a million days to see you smile
Distance and time, I'll be waiting
Distance and time, I'll be waiting
Will you take a train, to meet me where I am
Are you on your way?
And I will never do anything to hurt you
I'll never live without you
I really wish that you would stay but what would we do
All the days that you've been gone I dreamed about you
And I anticipate the day that you will come home, home, home
No matter how far you are
No matter how long it takes him
Distance and time, I'll be waiting
And if you have to walk a million miles
I'll wait a million days to see you smile
Distance and time
I'll be waiting
No matter how far you are
No matter how long it takes him
Through distance and time, I'll be waiting
And you can walk a million miles
I'll wait a million days to see you smile
Through distance and time, I'll be waiting
Oh oh oh, oh
Oh oh oh, hey
Oh oh oh oh
I'll be waiting
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Through distance and time
I'll be waiting
You are always on my mind
All I do is count the days
Where are you now?
Song by Alicia Keys
A little Kashmiri girl from a Govt. High School in Laripora Kalan (Pahalgam), wearing a black hijab, resting her head on a wooden railing outside her class, eyes innocent and gleaming, face looking so happy, lips ready to smile, her roses and peaches complexion. Special permission was taken from the school administration to shoot these children while studying, playing and other school activities. It turned out to be such a pleasure shooting such enthusiastic children and interacting with them. More photos coming soon!
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Smokers have a much healthier complexion than those pale non-smokers because they spend much more time outdoors.
Eve is facing to her right, (character sheet EVE1) gazing wistfully, soft oval face with subtle heart-shaped taper, large almond green/brown flecked eyes, medium arched brows, slim refined nose, medium-full lips with defined cupid's bow, warm golden-beige complexion with natural glow, subtle freckles, wispy curtain bangs and long brunette hair with warm golden highlights, natural waves and soft feathered texture. Tucked back to show her earring. She wears a simple black crew neck sweater.
Black and white Ultra-photorealistic IMAX still, Netflix-quality production design, Unreal Engine 5.5 realism, HDR lighting, 70mm lens simulation, 64K masterpiece. No text, no typography, no logos, no comic-book styling, no illustration effects, no poster elements, no watermarks. One clear focal point, divine storm power, cinematic realism.
Created with my SL avatar, ChatGPT and Affinity Photo2
using the character sheet Eve1.
Soft oval face with subtle heart-shaped taper, large almond hazel-brown eyes, medium arched brows, slim refined nose, medium-full lips with defined cupid's bow, warm golden-beige complexion with natural glow, subtle freckles over her nose, wispy curtain bangs and long chestnut-brown hair with warm golden highlights, her hair is up in a messy tangled bun. Eve is wearing a faded denim jacket which is not fastened and almost bearing her right shoulder.
Eve patiently waits for her photo shoot, she is sitting, leaning to her left, with her left cheek resting on her hand. Behind her a cool grey backdrop for this monochrome shot. She looks directly at the camera.
Ultra-photorealistic IMAX still, Netflix-quality production design, Unreal Engine 5.5 realism, HDR lighting, 70mm lens simulation, razor-sharp focus, cinematic color grading, 64K masterpiece. No text, no typography, no logos, no comic-book styling, no illustration effects, no poster elements, no watermarks. One clear focal point, cinematic realism.
Create with my SL avatar, ChatGPT and Affinity Photo2
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date;
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature’s changing course untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st;
Nor shall death brag thou wander’st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
--Will Shakespeare
El monumento al Marqués es obra del escultor Mariano Benlliure,, está diseñado en bronce y se asienta sobre un pedestal de mármol.
La estatua está flanqueada por dos figuras. Un hombre que sostiene un pico y un azadón, que representa el trabajo, y una mujer que presenta en ofrenda a un niño, que representa la caridad.
La alegoría del Trabajo, un bronce, encarna la fortaleza viril. Un joven de complexión atlética aparece en actitud de marcha, con pico y azadón sobre el hombro derecho y coronado con hojas de vid en alusión a los frutos de la tierra.
Para la figura del joven posó como modelo el torero Luis Mazzantini.
La estatua del Marqués de Larios fue derribada por la multitud en 1931 con motivo de la proclamación de la II República Española. Entonces fue arrastrada por la ciudad y arrojada a las aguas del Puerto de Málaga. Sobre el basamento se situó al obrero de la alegoría del Trabajo.
Una vez finalizada la Guerra Civil española, la estatua fue rescatada del fondo del mar y colocada de nuevo en su lugar original.
Elegance is when the inside is as beautiful as the outside.
-Coco Chanel
Using character sheet E1,
soft oval face with subtle heart-shaped taper, large almond hazel-brown eyes, medium arched brows, slim refined nose, medium-full lips with defined cupid's bow, warm golden-beige complexion with natural glow, subtle freckles over her nose, wispy curtain bangs and long brunette hair with warm golden highlights, her hair is up in a messy tousled bun with some loose strands.
Eve is in a crouched, almost kneeling position, resting back on the left foot that's under her, the left knee is off the ground, the right leg is bent up with her right hand resting on it. Her gaze is to the right, eyes closed, with a calm, captivating expression.
Eve is wearing a black strapless cocktail dress with a black lace bodice, which is tucked up to show her long shapely legs which are partly covered with black thigh high fishnet and lace stockings, her feet are adorned with elegant/classy black high heels. Eve also wears long lace glove.
Ultra-photorealistic IMAX still, Netflix-quality production design, Unreal Engine 5.5 realism, HDR lighting, 70mm lens simulation, razor-sharp focus, cinematic color grading, 64K masterpiece. No text, no typography, no logos, no comic-book styling, no illustration effects, no poster elements, no watermarks. One clear focal point, cinematic realism.
Created with my second life avatar, AI and Affinity Photo2
The apple blossom is the state flower of both Michigan and Arkansas. The flower was chosen as the state flower by the Michigan legislature in 1897, and the specific variety chosen is Pyrus coronaria, the crabapple, because it is native to Michigan.
Not only do the blossoms turn into apples, but the blossoms can be eaten themselves! It turns out, they are high in antioxidants and have a sweet flavour to them. When made into a tea you can experience benefits like clear complexion, better digestion and stress relief.
Apples have been grown in the UK for for well over a thousand years and the blossom and harvest times have always been key dates for growers. There is now a huge amount of information about when particular varieties blossom and fruit which can help the gardener.
Blossom and harvest dates are relative to each other. This means that if blossom is delayed / advanced then the same will normally be true of the harvest time. Also if one variety of apple is delayed / advanced for harvest / blossom then generally all other varieties will be affected by a similar time frame.
"What's cute about a little cutie?
It's her beauty, not brains.
Old father time will never harm you,
If your charm still remains.
After you grow old, baby,
You don't have to be a cold baby.
Keep young and beautiful!
It's your duty to be beautiful!
Keep young, beautiful!
If you want to be loved.
Don't fail to do your stuff,
With a little powder and a puff.
Keep young and beautiful if you want to be loved.
If you're wise, exercise all the fat off:
Take it off, off of here, off of there!
When you're seen anywhere with your hat off,
Wear a Marcel wave in your hair.
Take care of all those charms,
And you'll always be in someone's arms.
Keep young and beautiful if you want to be loved.
If you're wise, exercise all the fat off,
Take it off, off of here, off of there! (Off of there!)
When you're seen anywhere with your hat off,
Wear a Marcel wave in your hair! Ha! Ha! Ha!
Keep young and beautiful.
It's your duty to be beautiful: that's right girls!
Keep young and beautiful,
If you want to be loved.
Keep young and beautiful,
If you want to be loved.
Boo pee doo! Ah!"
Lyrics from "Keep Young and Beautiful", written by Al Dubin with music by Harry Warren, from the Hollywood film "Roman Sandals" (1933).
The theme for "Looking Close on Friday" for Friday the 17th of July is "paper boxes". Amongst many other things, I collect antique powder boxes and compacts. Whilst the latter are usually metal, the former are made of thick paper. Thus I have chosen one from my selection I have on offer. This powder box still contains Poudre L’Ame face powder which is pure white and sweetly fragrant. Whilst the name is “Powder of the Soul” - a rather poetic French phrase evoking refinement and inner beauty - this powder is not French, but American, and was made by Herbert Roystone, Inc., of New York, which acted as a rival city to Paris for beauty products. The box features Pierrot embracing an Eighteenth Century lady and the colours are soft pastels, making this a piece that was designed during the period of transition from the softer, more feminine style of Art Nouveau to the bolder colours and designs of the Art Deco period, where Pierrot was a common character subject. In keeping with the soft colours of my thick paper Poudre L’Ame face powder box, the surrounding colour palette is pastel too, with some beautifully embroidered and beaded netting in pinks and blues, and a dainty antique white swan's down powder puff with a pale pink satin backing and a Bakelite handle. I hope you like my choice for this week's theme, and that it makes you smile!
On the bottom of this container of Poudre L’Ame face powder, there is a guarantee which reads as follows:
"Poudre L’Ame
(LA-AMAY)
is guaranteed absolutely pure; it does not contain rice powder, (POUDRE de RIZ), white lead nor any injurious substance. Rice powder is considered harmful, because, when saturated with skin moisture, it becomes a gluey paste, clogging the cuticle, encouraging enlarged pores, blackheads and pimples. — Poudre L’Ame contains an ingredient doctors prescribe in the treatment of the skin. Poudre L’Ame beautifies the complexion, and women say it stays on better than any other face powder.
We will give one-thousand Dollars ($1,000) to anybody who can buy a better face powder, anywhere, at any price.
~ Herbert Roystone, Inc., New York ~ "
Herbert Roystone, Inc. was founded around the 1910s in New York City in direct competition to the dominance of French beauty products, in an effort to capture the local market. Their focus was on premium face powders and toiletries marketed to women seeking “scientific purity who valued longevity of wear. The company leaned heavily on medical‑sounding claims — promising dermatologist approved ingredients and purity guarantees — which was quite modern for the time. Creating a guarantee culture appealed to the more educated middle-class American woman. Offering a $1,000.00 reward for anyone who could find a better powder was a bold marketing tactic meant to signal absolute confidence in their formula.
Prompt
Ultra-photorealistic, 16:9 IMAX cinematic photograph. E2 HARD LOCK facial appearance exactly: soft oval face with subtle heart taper, light tan complexion, hazel-brown almond shaped eyes, medium natural brows, slim refined nose, medium-full lips, soft freckles, long brunette hair /golden highlights with wispy curtain bangs, her hair falls gracefully over her shoulders. Her head tilted to her left, eyes in downward glance, a calm contemplating moment as she sit is catches the last rays of the evening sun. What's on her mind, no one knows
HDR, ultra-realistic skin, razor-sharp focus, masterpiece quality, 64K, IMAX, physically accurate lighting, no text, no logos, no watermark, no artifacts.
Created with ChatGPT & Affinity Photo2
Prompt
Ultra-photorealistic, 16:9 IMAX cinematic photograph. E2 HARD LOCK facial appearance exactly: soft oval face with subtle heart taper, light tan complexion, hazel-brown almond eyes, medium natural brows, slim refined nose, medium-full lips, soft freckles, long brunette hair /golden highlights with wispy curtain bangs. up in a tousled messy bun. Eve, eyes in downward glance, a calm contemplating moment as she holds an exquisite bouquet of red roses.
HDR, ultra-realistic skin, razor-sharp focus, masterpiece quality, 64K, IMAX, physically accurate lighting, no text, no logos, no watermark, no artifacts
Created in ChatGPT.
Prompt..16:9 ultra-realistic cinematic fashion photograph. using the uploaded image of ADRIAN Hard Lock. Adrian, late-40s with strong angular masculine features, dark shoulder-length wavy hair, a little grey at the temples, warm olive complexion, dark eyes and short natural stubble with a little grey coming through.. wearing a black tuxedo, open white dress shirt and loosened untied bow tie. luminous skin, He looks broodingly towards the lens contemplating his next move, as he sits in a luxurious leather studded wing back chair, in his left hand he holds a crystal cut glass tumbler of bourbon. Adrian sits in his Gentlemen's club, a candelabra throws a warm glow around the room, ornate moldings and a painting adorn the walls. A powerful shaft of moonlight streams diagonally from above, illuminating Adrian where he sits, cigar smoke still hangs heavy in the air. luxurious magazine-cover finish, authentic photography, razor-sharp facial detail, cinematic depth, 64K, no text, no watermark.
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While the fires and their resulting smoke appear under control, welcome clouds take their place in the skies above Lake Shuswap. Painterly reflections take on an art like complexion, while the sky expands to take in a breath of fresh air.
As the reflections come and go with each movement in the water, only one of my many attempts captures their fleeting existence.
El somormujo lavanco es el mayor de los somormujos y zampullines que pueden verse en España, con el tamaño de un ánade grande. Se trata de un ave elegante, de cuello estilizado, pico largo y apuntado, y cuerpo alargado.
En verano luce un plumaje vistoso, con la parte superior de la cabeza negra, en la que destacan dos grupos de plumas a modo de penachos (dibujo 1). De las mejillas salen plumas llamativas, alargadas, de tonos rojizos y negros. La zona que rodea los ojos es blanca, al igual que el cuello, el pecho y el vientre, lo que contrasta con el dorso oscuro y los flancos rojizos.
En plumaje invernal llama mucho menos la atención (dibujo 2), con un tono general oscuro en el dorso y los laterales, aunque presenta el cuello, la cabeza (excepto el píleo oscuro) y las partes inferiores de color blanco.
Con cualquier plumaje, el largo cuello constituye un buen rasgo diagnóstico. En vuelo se observa su esbelta complexión, con su largo cuello estirado, y su batir rápido de alas hace ver las zonas alares blancas a modo de destellos.
No existen diferencias entre sexos. Los juveniles resultan similares a los adultos en invierno, aunque poseen en la cara un dibujo de líneas negras
que los distingue.
Il pleuviote. Il faudrait bien faire marcher le chien, mais même lui a la flemme. De la fenêtre qui donne sur le jardin, tout a pris le teint sombre que donne l'eau sur les objets quand le soleil s'absente. Soudain votre attention est attirée par un mouvement sur la gauche. Sans doute un moineau. Ils sont nombreux ici. Mais non. La gorge ne ment pas. C'est un bruant à gorge blanche. Le voilà qui s'envole. Votre œil est attiré vers le sol, au pied du noisetier. Un oiseau est en train de fouir dans le sol meuble à la recherche de sa pitance. Ce n'est pas le gorge blanche, cette fois, mais bien un bruant fauve. Sa queue rousse ne permet pas de se tromper sur l'identification. Il a eu la gentillesse de prendre la pause quelques instants, le temps de le photographier à travers la fenêtre.
It's raining. The dog should be made to walk, but even he is lazy. From the window overlooking the garden, everything has taken on the dark complexion that water gives on objects when the sun is absent. Suddenly your attention is drawn to a movement to the left. No doubt a house sparrow. There are a lot of them here. But no. The throat does not lie. It is a white-throated sparrow. Here he is flying away. Your eye is drawn to the ground, at the foot of the hazel tree. A bird is burrowing in the loose soil in search of its sustenance. It's not the white throat this time, but a tawny sparrow. Its red tail does not allow to be mistaken on the identification. He was kind enough to take the break for a few moments, the time to photograph him through the window.
Grounds for Sculpture
One of my favorite works of art anywhere and what a great placement.
Philip Grausman has risen to become one of the most well-acclaimed portrait sculptors of his time. Grausman's portraits take on a realistic nature, giving life and personality to his figures. Large-scale Leucantha stands tall with a stoic persona. Grausman's fine workmanship and choice of material, cast aluminum, gives Leucantha a silky complexion making her seem ageless--belonging to no specific period of time. The female head is carried gracefully on a muscled neck imparting inner strength and self-assuredness.
Dimensions:
overall: 108 in x 118 in x 118 in
Technique/Process:
cast, Luminore coating
Edition:
Edition, 1/3
Courtesy:
Courtesy of The Sculpture Foundation, Inc.
Explored
From a film Nomadland
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date;
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature’s changing course untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st;
Nor shall death brag thou wander’st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
GRAVITY by Lika Cameo, the May 2022 exhibition @ Nitroglobus
After visiting one of Lika's exhibitions in SL not so long ago I was impressed by her artistic skills, not only her images but also the way she presented her art.
I invited Lika to create an exhibition/installation for Nitroglobus and she accepted.
Super happy with the result: GRAVITY is a truly awesome installation.
The opening party will be on Sunday 1 May, 12 PM SLT (21 hrs Amsterdam time)
Music by DJ Suzen JueL
Particles by Venus Adored
During the opening party, as she usually does, Lika will give away one of her art work for free.
My thanks goes to David SIlence for the cool poster he created based on an image of Lika & to Adwehe for the impressive light art she installed.
Hope you will enjoy this exhibition as much as I do
dido haas
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About Gravity collection:
'You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.' Dr. Seuss
Love can be scary only because you realize you care about someone as much as you care about yourself. You open your hearth knowing that it could be broken, however being vulnerable is the only way to allow your heart to feel true pleasure, joy and excitement, and make you feel that true bond and energy that is pulling you to belong to the other.
The collection “Gravity” outlines the force between the two, that calling and longing which makes two humans to be so attracted to each other. Through this project I wanted to convey that connection and bond. I called gravity a synonym of love, only because, like gravity, love is pulling two sides.
Each piece showcases different aspects of that bond that love brings.
Moreover, with every piece of art comes with a POEM:
12 poems are by Celestial Demon*
2 by Pablo Neruda
1 by Lika
* Celestial Demon, who is a good friend of Lika, is an SL character who besides writing awesome poetry also creates ditto images.
Take a look at this Flickr: www.flickr.com/photos/celestialdemon
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The synonym of Love:
You are gravity...
I am bound to you
My heart’s anchor
My soul’s keeper
You are gravity...
Sink into your gaze
Drown into your smile
Stitched to your skin
You are gravity
My mind’s perception
My DNA complexion
My love magnet
My You...
Poem by Lika Cameo
taxi: maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Sunshine%20Homestead/38/26...
On Canada Day, 2017, a long red ribbon was cut and Stratford’s newly-renovated Market Square was officially open. That day, thousands of local residents and visitors flooded the Square, making the point that this open space behind our City Hall was meant to provide them with a place to gather, celebrate, play and relax.