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Okay, please bear with me. I'm still playing with ICMs and find myself experimenting with the macro lens and flowers.
I'm really intrigued by the different effects one can get with varying shutter speeds and movements. I find it fascinating that a simple photograph can look so much like a painting - perhaps a watercolour rather than the usual impressionist image that ICM often produces. Or maybe it just looks like a mess!
Either way, I quite like it and I hope you do too.
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Dissolving the lines between jazz, rock and electronic music, St. Barbe create a rich and expansive sound world fuelled by high-octane improvisation, ethereal textures and complex beats. Their debut EP 'Shapeless' was released in January 2021 and garnered support from Spotify's editorial jazz playlist, accumulating over 3,000,000 streams.
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Когда мы встретимся, давай сойдём с ума!
Тюрьма свободой станет, роскошью - сума.
Мы проведем губами по губам
И проповеди превратятся в хлам.
И выдохнув огонь в лицо друг другу,
Мы пеплом полетим с тобой по кругу,
И парой фениксов сплетёмся в диком танце.
Нас русый мальчик спрячет в старом ранце
Приняв за двух бумажных голубей.
Убей меня! Потом себя убей,
Чтобы родиться змеями с утра,
Не бойся, это нежная игра.
Узлом в клубок, но прежде сбросим кожу.
Я жалом твоё жало растревожу.
И наконец достигнув отравленья,
Мы не заметим, как накроет тенью
Волны солёной, той, что слижет нас с тобой,
Прилив - отлив, и берег вновь пустой.
- Не знаешь, где мы?
- А не всё ль равно...
Морскими звездами
На дно... на дно... на дно..
Раствориться в объятиях
Обвившиеся руки женщины, вокруг шеи мужчины- это спасательный круг!
Woman's arms wrapped around a man's neck are a lifebuoy!!!
A farewell to Glastonbury Abbey.
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Im Nebel
„Seltsam, im Nebel zu wandern!
Einsam ist jeder Busch und Stein,
Kein Baum sieht den andern,
Jeder ist allein.“ .....
-von Hermann Hesse-
... we float away closer to heaven almost touch the clouds and float even higher forget to breathing live only by being dissolve us and return home.
in front of the university library
Bürgerentscheid: 60 Prozent der Freiburger stimmen für den geplanten Stadtteil Dietenbach (BZ v .24.02.2019)
Thanks for your comments and faves,they are truly appreciated.
ba 15shots .13sec iso100 olyx20 2um vodka dissolved
section of exterior siding
(actually much darker brown)
de young museum
golden gate park
san francisco, california
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Растворилось Солнце в радости прибоя...... было Черным море, стало Золотое!!!!!....Если хочешь, ладонью тронь.
Море — это живой огонь.
Море — это купель без дна,
Сон из яви и явь из сна.
Море — это дыханье сфер,
Если любишь — любовь без мер,
Если хочешь дойти до звезд —
Меж землею и небом мост.
Море — это уснувший гром,
Сплав из вечности с золотом,
Мир где время бежит легко
Прямо в сердце живой рекой.........................................................................................................................................The sun dissolved in the joy of the surf ...... there was a Black sea, it became Golden!!!!! Touch it with your palm if you want.
The sea is a living fire.
The sea is a font without a bottom,
A dream from reality and a reality from a dream.
The sea is the breath of the spheres,
If you love — love without measures,
If you want to reach the stars —
There is a bridge between the earth and the sky.
The sea is a sleeping thunder,
An alloy of eternity with gold,
A world where time runs easily
Right in the heart of a living river.....
Águas 6. Dissolução
Lost in the fields of imagination,
drifting amid ideas in eternal movement
in an ever-expanding universe...
But in the end
everything is nothing but illusion...
The step-like terraces form as heated water moves along the Morris-Mammoth Fault. The hot water carries dissolved calcium and bicarbonate to the surface of the terraces where pressure lessens. Carbon dioxide then escapes as gas and the carbonate combines with calcium to precipitate as travertine
// A lone small tree smiles at the plentiful space given by the rising tide.
To be here is to dissolve back into that which you came.
Journey within
Shattering of the veil of illusion
which is merely the basis of your own perception
This journey is not for the faint hearted
With this journey comes the shattering of belief systems
Surrendering to what is
as opposed to how you want things to be
Honour the Goddess within
Allow for her to emerge
Wiser
Stronger
More loving
Sometimes we have to break into tiny pieces to awaken - in other words die to the ego
Feels like something
That I've done before
I could fake it
But I still want more.
[Dissolved Girl - Massive Attack]
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Info from the NT website.
“New Worke“ began life as a hunting lodge in the mid 1500s. It was built by the courtier, Sir Nicholas Poyntz, using medieval stones from a nearby dissolved abbey. This was never his family home but he used it as an impressive place for lavish entertaining.
Over the next 400 years, the house was expanded and remodelled a number of times. A succession of families made their home in what is now Newark Park. The most significant building phase was undertaken in the 1790s by the Reverend Lewis Clutterbuck using the architect, James Wyatt.
The Clutterbuck family continued to own Newark Park – although for 50 years it was leased to the King Family. Three generations later, Catherine Annie Power-Clutterbuck left the estate to the National Trust in 1949.
By 1970, the estate was in need of some restoration. An American architect, Bob Parsons, leased it from the National Trust and spent almost 30 years taming the grounds and returning the house to a home. Once again, it became a place known for its hospitality.
The estate has some lovely walks through the woodlands, well worth a visit. As yet we have not been inside the house, keeping that for a rainy day!
Ovingham, Northumberland
Ovingham's parish church of St Mary dates to the Saxon period, with major rebuilding in the 13th century and again in the Victorian period.
St Mary's church was the site of historic drama in 1534, Henry VIII's church commissioners, sent to dissolve Hexham Abbey were challenged from the top of the church tower by the abbot, dressed in armour. The abbot was hanged for his impudence, ostensibly for wearing armour, which was forbidden to a cleric.
Green turns to red
Autumn leaves go to bed
Where the sky meets the earth
Lies the end of the search
Now grey
All colors reunite
Shadows merge with light
When all contrasts dissolve
Time for the story to close
The flames perform their last dances
Everything burns and turns into ashes
Like embers that glow
This is the end of the show
Music Mood
♫ DuoLia | Grey♫