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Golden Hours...
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Get plenty of Light!
I am an amateur and I intend to stay that way for the rest of my life.
Andre Kertesz
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I can imagine it. I see myself dropping the light, watching the light fall, like a paper sunset, falling slowly, very slowly, as only Fridays fall. And blues, of course.
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The more I ask you what have you done with the light, the more I wonder if I have already asked you the same before. But life is a carousel, a deja vu, a mirror maze full of postcards.
And it is then, when the day is over and one is already packing everything back, that the last visitor appears and one stays that way, looking at him, wondering if it will not be now, at the end, that the day finds its meaning.
Galata Tower is one of Istanbul's most important tourist attractions.Galata Tower,located in the Beyoglu district of Istanbul.
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Get plenty of Light!
I am an amateur and I intend to stay that way for the rest of my life.
Andre Kertesz
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A Scarlet ibis (Eudocimus ruber) at the Biodome, in Montreal.
More info at espacepourlavie.ca/en/biodome-fauna/scarlet-ibis
Nostalgia can be tricky. Sometimes we want to return to what we miss and yes, we are able to find it. But it no longer has the vitality we remember, the colors that seduced us. Now its colors are blurred, distant, in the past, asleep in our memory.
Yesterday afternoon I took my bike and camera and went into the woods near my house in hope to find some mushrooms. Well there was not much to be found. I took a string of tiny lights with me because I saw a video of Daan de Vos were he used them to create a bokeheffect. I was struggeling with my sx because the effect is totally different from a DSRL. Back home I was not satisfied at all so I used the blur effect in filterstorm again and this is the outcome. I can live with this and hope you like it to allthough its not straight out of the camera :-)
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Here was another puzzling question; and as Alice could not think of any good reason, and as the Caterpillar seemed to be in a very unpleasant state of mind, she turned away.
'Come back!' the Caterpillar called after her. 'I've something important to say!'
Sometimes is really hard to understand this relentless machine called time. The more I try to understand it, the more the mistery grows.
Sunset at Banff National Park. Looked deserted. However, I wonder: how many eyes were looking at me? How many variations of the story were considered by the spirits of the woods?
We always think we are on the main street of our own story. But what if we are taking a shortcut?