Nature Decay
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Life in a pond....
I am going through a very tough family situation right now, so have been off Flickr, and will probably be off more than on in the next little while.
I will try to catch up with your latest images today.
Theme: Fragile
This is dedicated to the 2 people who told me so. You know who you are. Thanx
Also dedicated to my youngest flickr friend DAKOTA!
This is the first of two shots from Porthcawl I'm uploading today which are literally only a couple of seconds apart, this one has the wave at full height, whilst the next shows how quickly it disintegrates into a mass of spray.
51°28'24.40"N 3°42'4.51"W
It was actually Robert Smith's birthday on Friday but Eternal Vampire Prince won out. Anyway, this was actually taken from the crowd. Even though I had a photopass for the music festival he was headlining, he decided sort of last minute he would not allow any photographers in the pit. I am not sure why but maybe it had something to do with a hairspray issue (that's my wild stab at a guess and/or my attempt at humor). ANYWAY, I have been a Cure fan since I was a cool goth teenager before all my high school classmates discovered that poser Marilyn Manson and thought it was also cool to wear black and then suddenly I was not the only one in my school looking like I had spent all night reading Sylvia Plath and Anne Sexton and I stopped wearing black for awhile because I was so annoyed but I didn't ever stop listening to The Cure.
Anyway, I hope he had a nice birthday on Friday. There was recently some drama about the cost of concert tickets and I wish people like Robert Smith and Taylor Swift who actually have some pull would put their foot down or just cut out Ticketmaster all together. Then, we could all enjoy the glorious hairspray. And, also the music.
I realize I am not funny.
**All photos are copyrighted**
This is the very famous chair from City Methodist Church in Gary, Indiana. If you do a search for pictures of this church you will probably see hundreds of pictures of this chair. I do not know the history behind it or how it got there, but it is now falling completely apart. Even pictures taken of it from a year ago reveal just how much it has fallen apart in a short period of time.
Also, fyi, this picture is not HDR.
And check out my photo gallery: The Rotten Chairs Collection
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The Cure - Disintegration
Desolation (Main Theme) - Ennio Morricone
Sufjan Stevens & Angelo De Augustine - "Back to Oz"
"...I never said I would stay to the end
I'd leave you with babies and hoping for secrecy
Screaming like this in the hole of sincerity
Scream with me over and over and over
I leave you with photographs, pictures of trickery
And stains on the carpet and stains on the memory
Songs about happiness murmured in dreams
And we both of us knew how the end always is
How the end always is"
My favorite song of one of my all-time favorite rock albums. In my humble opinion, the best album of the 80's.
What is your best album of the 80's?
The Cure, performing the song live in their 30th anniversary of the record: youtu.be/RQFykrCo6yQ
Explored highest position: 163 on Saturday, January 23, 2021
Le temps et l’eau font lentement leur œuvre, le bois se délitant peu à peu, ne restent que les membrures, et ces squelettes magnifiques se couvrent d’une peau de mousse et d’algues, dans cette dernière demeure, comme un retour à la nature, une métaphore de la chaîne du vivant…(Isabelle Nivet)
Time and water slowly do their work, the wood gradually disintegrating, only the ribs remain, and these magnificent skeletons are covered with a skin of moss and algae, in this last dwelling, like a return to nature, a metaphor of the chain of life…(Isabelle Nivet)
www.lorientbretagnesudtourisme.fr/fr/immanquables/laneste...
To all those who passed through this world and found some measure of enjoyment while visiting - thank you. Permafrost is disintegrating now, and will be fully gone by the end of February.
The Kelpies are 30-metre-high horse-head sculptures depicting kelpies, located near Grangemouth in Scotland.
In Scottish folklore, a kelpie is a dangerous shape-shifting water creature that can appear on land as a horse.
There has been a lot of images been taken on the Kelpies, I thought I will try something different with the help of digital editing, inspired by the structural patterns of the sculpture.
To all those who passed through this world and found some measure of enjoyment while visiting - thank you. Permafrost is disintegrating now, and will be fully gone by the end of February.
RECIPE FOR MAKING THE COLOUR BLUE
If you wish to make the colour blue
take a piece of sky and put it in a pot
large enough to place on the flame of the horizon.
Stir into the blue a pinch of early morning red
until it dissolves. Pour everything
into a brass bowl that has been well washed
to eliminate all of the afternoon’s impurities.
Finally, sift in a few smidgens of gold from the sand
of midday until the colour adheres to the bottom of the bowl.
To prevent the colours from separating with time,
drop a charred peach pit into the liquid.
It will disintegrate, leaving no telltale
sign, not even – from the black ash – an ochre trace
on the golden surface. You may then raise the colour
to eye level and compare it with genuine blue.
The two colours will look so alike
that you cannot distinguish one from the other.
This was how I did it – I, Abraham ben Judah Ibn Haim,
illuminator from the town of Loulé. And I left the recipe
for whoever, one day, would imitate the sky.
Nuno Judice
Translation: Richard Zenith
"Blame yourself for wrong deeds done, the innocent is the guilty one." = The Prophet by The Temptations.
Stop pointing fingers and use those hands to do something to help this earth.
Yes, BIG changes by Nations and Big companies is mandatory if we want to change the direction we are heading. We are destroying Earth and in the end we will destroy ourselves.
Get up and pick up a shovel, put down the fertilizer, pick up the street trash, put down the keys and walk to the store, hello, forget the health club and walk to the store, recycle in a corner of you fancy back yard. Get up, stop complaining and do something yourself.
... and in the end, when humanity has finally achieved their mutual goal and killed itself off. Mother Nature will slowly take back her world and all of civilization's bones, structures, art, poetry will disintegrate into dust.
RECIPE FOR MAKING THE COLOUR BLUE
If you wish to make the colour blue
take a piece of sky and put it in a pot
large enough to place on the flame of the horizon.
Stir into the blue a pinch of early morning red
until it dissolves. Pour everything
into a brass bowl that has been well washed
to eliminate all of the afternoon’s impurities.
Finally, sift in a few smidgens of gold from the sand
of midday until the colour adheres to the bottom of the bowl.
To prevent the colours from separating with time,
drop a charred peach pit into the liquid.
It will disintegrate, leaving no telltale
sign, not even – from the black ash – an ochre trace
on the golden surface. You may then raise the colour
to eye level and compare it with genuine blue.
The two colours will look so alike
that you cannot distinguish one from the other.
This was how I did it – I, Abraham ben Judah Ibn Haim,
illuminator from the town of Loulé. And I left the recipe
for whoever, one day, would imitate the sky.
Nuno Judice
Translation: Richard Zenith
Whew what a weekend! Out of all of the Pitchfork Music Festivals I've shot, this one was by far the hardest for several reasons. The biggest ones were probably still my own anxiety about getting sick (I was double masking the whole time), and the fact that it rained pretty much the entire day Friday and I've already lost one camera due to unexpected rain. (It also rained a bit yesterday, too). But also, on our way to the park yesterday, my partner Cinchel got doored about two blocks away. He's ok and it could have been way way worse but it started the day with a very traumatic feeling. I'm not sure what I would do if I lost this human, to be honest.
One of the good things to come out of this festival was Spiritualized. As a whole, I dislike it when bands (especially those who aren't officially headlining) exclude some photographers or make photographers apply special. Spiritualized actually just picked 15 photographers out of all of us (There had to be at least over 100) and somehow I was picked. I know there were other publications that are more popular or widely read, etc. that weren't picked so I was actually pretty surprised but somehow I was on that list. To be honest, if I hadn't been picked, I probably would have just crawled into a heap of despair and disintegrated into the ether (Does this sound too melodramatic?). Well, the problem with me is that I always say or write exactly what I mean.
I first discovered Spiritualized when they opened for Radiohead at Maple Leaf Gardens in 1998 and they were one of the main reasons (as well as Low) that I wanted to photograph the festival. There's always a little bit of pressure I put on myself when I'm one of only a handful of people (or sometimes the only one) documenting something not just for myself but for others. I have a friend who is a huge Spiritualized fan who just couldn't come because of our current circumstances in reality and I feel those who can't be there deeply.
Anyhow, this is probably all a lot extra as usual. I'm working on Day Three coverage today but more photos of Spiritualized and a review and setlist are up here:
bigtakeover.com/concerts/PitchforkMusicFestivalHighlights...
I also took photos of a few others bands Friday and so far my camera still works. I didn't get nearly as many shots as I would have wanted (I was photographing less than half a song for some bands then putting my camera back in my waterproof bag immediately.
Isn't the expression "You get what you get and you can throw a fit but it won't change this postmodern reality anyway?"
**All photos are copyrighted***
In it's dying breath Nature held no remorse.
Civilization had collapsed centuries before.
All that remained was stillness and the cool dry wind.
It will take millennia for the blue sky to return
and with the passing of eons man's impression upon this world shall disintegrate to dust.
Muchas, muchas gracias por sus visitas, favs y comentarios :)
Many, many thanks for your visits, favs and comments :)
Olympus
RECIPE FOR MAKING THE COLOUR BLUE
If you wish to make the colour blue
take a piece of sky and put it in a pot
large enough to place on the flame of the horizon.
Stir into the blue a pinch of early morning red
until it dissolves. Pour everything
into a brass bowl that has been well washed
to eliminate all of the afternoon’s impurities.
Finally, sift in a few smidgens of gold from the sand
of midday until the colour adheres to the bottom of the bowl.
To prevent the colours from separating with time,
drop a charred peach pit into the liquid.
It will disintegrate, leaving no telltale
sign, not even – from the black ash – an ochre trace
on the golden surface. You may then raise the colour
to eye level and compare it with genuine blue.
The two colours will look so alike
that you cannot distinguish one from the other.
This was how I did it – I, Abraham ben Judah Ibn Haim,
illuminator from the town of Loulé. And I left the recipe
for whoever, one day, would imitate the sky.
Nuno Judice
Translation: Richard Zenith
Next to ice and mud, the color show of decomposing leaves in the small creeks near me are at times psychedelic. These scenes can be just as tricky as ice when it comes to setting up for maximum color and contrast. Even a slight movement can drain the wow factor as well as land my backside in the middle of it.
Created with Dream Wombo
Seeing the empty shells of an deserted house or rusty car always makes me think that at one time someone stood before them, proud of their new abode or auto. What happened between the pride and abandonment?
I appreciate that you took your time to view, fave and comment!
I first took a photo of this house in 2011 and which is posted on my photostream. The wooden siding and porch has deteriorated quite a bit, but not as much as I would have thought. The tin roof really seems to have helped protect the old structure.
The side and peak of this house looks like it is yellow. The rest of the house looks like it is white. I think the tin roof was even painted white, which is unusual. It appears to be abandoned.
A little yard clean up, patch the holes and a new roof and you are good to go. It isn’t too bad.
Located in Richmond County, Virginia.
ogni cosa attorno
ha l'odore inalterato dell'assenza.
è ciò che accade quando
i contorni di un ricordo
si sgretolano in frammenti infinitesimali.
in realtà tutto rimane com'era,
è la percezione che cambia.
è la differenza tra una tela appena dipinta
e la medesima tela trecento anni dopo.
le crepe nel colore.
la medesima immagine,
si scompone senza cambiare veramente.
ed io mi ritrovo qui
in un punto causale di uno spazio casuale,
dove tutto attorno è teso,
sul punto di sgretolarsi.
e la soddisfazione è infinita
in quell'istante,
prima che tutto vada in pezzi,
prima che tutto giunga al termine.
bianco e nero sono il medesimo colore
nel mio pensiero circolare.
è tutto qui.
e ciclicamente si ripete.
soundtrack [65daysofstatic * Don't Go Down to Sorrow]
view/read/listen with its twin image/text/song here
Palmse kloostrikivid (monastery boulders) form a boulder field at the edge of the forest behind the Palmse manor complex. These rocks result from the disintegration of one huge erratic boulder. Created with Dynamic Auto Painter from my own photo
Das im Schwarzwald bei Oppenau gelegene Kloster Allerheiligen bestand von circa 1195 bis zu seiner Säkularisation 1802. Nach der Auflösung des Stifts zerfielen die Gebäude - Allerheiligen Monastery, located in the Black Forest near Oppenau, existed from around 1195 until its secularisation in 1802. After the dissolution of the monastery, the buildings disintegrated (Black Forest, Germany)
This is the hotter and driest part of the season. Today we expect 41 centigrade degrees, or 105.8 Farenheit degrees, so, it is really hot, hot, hot.
"I suffocate
I breathe in dirt
And nowhere shines but desolate
And drab the hours all spent on killing time
Again all waiting for the rain..."
The Cure, from Disintegration, which I consider, the best album from the decade: youtu.be/XeXimHgkTkI
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All photos used are my own. This is a mix of two pano-sabotage images treated with Topaz and FilterForge filters. The train companies themselves are causing the disintegration of our transport system, I have just speeded up the inevitable collapse in this image.
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