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lens...................reversed 18-55 @ 25mm
speed...............1/80
aperture ..........f10
iso.....................3200
flash..................off
Just over a year ago, i came to visit with my friends at Sylhet's sreemangal. There are some houses on top of mountain..i heard the sound of a crying baby from cottage regions.
I went there and saw a woman who was cooking and some distance away, a baby's crying for food.. mother keep saying with comfort that cooking is almost finished but the child was crying...we had nothing to give him to eat. And we have been able to understand the pain of hunger because we were also starving.
Sylhet's Sreemangal, Bangladesh
"Your past-times, consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I love that little game you had called
Crying lightning
And how you like to aggravate the ice-cream man on rainy afternoons
The next time that I caught my own reflection
It was on it's way to meet you
Thinking of excuses to postpone
You never look like yourself from the side
But your profile did not hide
The fact you knew I was approaching your throne
With folded arms you occupy the bench like toothache
Stood and puff your chest out like you never lost a war
And though I try so not to suffer the indignity of a reaction
There was no cracks to grasp or gaps to claw"
:[P]:- Blushed Kitsune
A 30-second exposure of some neat icicles on the shores of Lake Ontario, near the Waterworks on the beach in Toronto. I used a ND400 filter to enable a long exposure to blur the gentle waves of the lake.
Best viewed Large On Black
Location:Pantai Jeram, Selangor, Malaysia
Exif data
Camera:Canon EOS 5D Mark II
Lens: EF17-40mm f4 L USM
Filter: Cokin (Gnd8)
Exposure: 20
Aperture: f/18.0
Focal Length: 25mm
ISO Speed: 100
Exposure Bias: +2/3 EV
-None of my photos are HDR, DRI or blended images , All are in single Jpeg.
Shazral / © All rights reserved
Baby Rheina (Reyna)
Our Baby Girl (^_^)
June 23,2012
1:29 P.M.
thank you all for the love and support <3
The Armenians took part in several dark episodes in history. In 1915 the Armenians would endure maybe the darkest of days in their entire history. The horrible events of the Armenian Genocide.
An Italian historian, traveler and diplomat Luigi Villari in 1905 recounts Ani as follows:
“We walked over one or two brown ridges, and suddenly the walls of Ani came in sight. There they stood, massive piles of masonry extending for nearly a mile, with huge round towers at short intervals, mute testimony to the deeds of the Armenians in the brave days of old.”
"Nowhere, except at Constantinople, have I seen more splendid defences of a mediaeval city. For about two-thirds of a mile they are still standing, and broken fragments of them extend along the whole length of the circumference of the city and descend into the ravine of the Arpa Chai.”
“The marvelous city shows evidence of a building power and architectural skill on the part of the ancient Armenians of the highest order, and enables us to realize that this people, in spite of the lamentable history of the last six centuries, is a nation with a noble past.
Today this spot, where proud kings once dwelt in splendid courts and held sway over prosperous lands and civilized subjects, where public life was active and vigorous, is a crying wilderness."
"A people with such a past and such a present need surely not despair of its future.”
Ani, Eastern Turkey
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Philippe Jaroussky - A Chloris (Opium)
It's a gorgeous day out an silly me, instead of spending it outside decided to work on some of the old and new pictures. So, here it is. A little bit of old and a little bit of new. Hope you enjoy!
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ترى مااقوى على حزنكــ .. لك الله لاتبكّيني
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♫♪♫ Antony & the Johnsons - The crying light ♪♫♫
Se que me lo estarías preguntando... "Pero cómo tiene el museo esa luz, si siempre es tan tenue, tan delicada?" Siempre lo hacías. Cuando no entendías la foto si era rara, cuando se te hacía extraña la luz o el encuadre, si no entendías el por qué del tiempo de exposición o de la apertura del diafragma. Me preguntabas, por Flickr o, si te picaba mucho la curiosidad, por teléfono, Absorbiendo como una esponja...
Querías aprender y querías hacerlo ya. Siempre alabé tu gusto por los encuadres cuidados, pero sobre todo el colorido y la vitalidad de tus fotos. Y como conseguiste, en unos meses, meterte en el bolsillo a un buen montón de flickeros.
Tu cámara y tú, todo el día juntos. Compañera infatigable en tus paseos diarios por tu Bilbao, por nuestro Bilbao.
Incluso, desde la habitación del hospital no lo podías resistir y fotografiabas esos preciosos amaneceres que luego nos enseñabas con avidez. Y salíamos al pasillo a ver si el puñetero wifi conseguía que pudiéramos conectarnos para ver las fotos de tus contactos...
Hoy, día 3, se cumplen ya dos años sin ti. Demasiado tiempo. Tengo al enano trasteando entre mis piernas, supongo que es que te manda saludos...
Por eso, Kissss, esta foto es para ti. Y también para mi. Y para todos los que te querían, que eran muchos.
No puedo estar triste mucho tiempo, No me dejarías, eh?
Como decías en tu última foto "Un nuevo día se prepara...que nos deparará?" Seguro que cosas buenas, di que si!
Un beso.
Y si, tienes razón, que se me olvidaba. Esta foto es especial. Pusieron unos enormes focos al otro lado de la ría para iluminar nuestro Guggen para que alguna televisión hiciera un programa especial durante las elecciones.
Photographer's note: In having the woman wipe her tears, the artist has the subject's hand and finger pointing to her tear and eye, which is an excellent leading line. Her finger leads the viewer straight to her right eye as the hand frames her emotional face.
Are those tears of happiness or sorrow?
Now if only I, a photographer, could create such well thought out composition in portraits.
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Artist: Roy Lichtenstein (American, 1923-1997)
Title: Crying girl (1964)
Material: enamel on steel
Venue: Milwaukee Art Museum