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Burrowing Owl - Young - Testing it's wings. From my archieves. Unfortunatelly I did not get it flying but there are some more pictures of this essay... I hope you do not get tired.
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I recently finished short prose/essays by Elena Ferrante where she wrote about a subject each week for a year for The Guardian and rather enjoyed her musings on being an author, mother, human, lover of films, admirer of Daniel Day Lewis, and being Italian,
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I can hear little clicks inside my dream.
Night drips its silver tap
down the back.
At 4 A.M. I wake. Thinking
- Anne Carson, The Glass Essay
The Grant Grove Settlement was based on the ideas of John Muir, the first environmentalist (1838 – 1914). Muir helped preserve the Yosemite Valley, Sequoia National Park and many other wilderness areas. He is also the co-founder of the Sierra Club. His letters, essays, and books describing his adventures in nature have been read by millions.
God and Democracy / In democracy, anything is possible—including
God / Between heresy and democratic principles: From the standpoint of dogma and traditional faith, this idea is pure heresy. It equates the Divine with the political order and suggests that God became possible solely because the social system "permitted" this. In dogma, God is the standard and the source of everything, not an object of democratic election or voting. However, from the perspective of political philosophy, this statement under the heading is radically democratic. Democracy, in its theoretical ideal, strives to eliminate any pre-existing hierarchy. Within it, there are no immutable values nor eternal truths; everything is subject to re-examination—even the very concept of divinity. If in democracy everything is possible, then faith in God becomes a matter of personal freedom rather than state coercion.
The Wring of Ideas: The Paradox of Unconditional Faith – The genuine danger revealed by this notion lies within the phenomenon of the wring of ideas. Humanity is a being that struggles to bear the void of absolute freedom. From this existential fear arises the need for unconditional faith in "Whatever" —whether it be God, the Nation, Democracy, the World Leader, or Science. When an idea ceases to be the object of critical scrutiny and becomes the subject of unconditional faith, it transforms into a chain. Clinical psychology recognizes this as a defense mechanism: by submitting one's own will to the Absolute (any Idea), the individual liberates oneself from the burden of personal responsibility. The relationship becomes Hegelian—in this framework, the Idea becomes the Lord, and the human being becomes its voluntary Servant.
Why is it that in a democracy "anything is possible"? The paradox of modern democracy lies in the fact that, by permitting everything, it often ends up multiplying new forms of servitude. When traditional gods cease to be the sole rulers, the market and social order swiftly give rise to secular alternatives. The person who believes they are free because "anything is possible" is, in reality, constantly seeking a new framework within which to confine their loneliness.
Ultimately, unconditional belief in any idea is a voluntary admission into an inner prison. The greatest truth of democracy does not lie in the notion that "anything is possible—even God," but in the fact that it leaves the individual entirely alone before his own choice—whether he will walk out of the cave under the sunlight or instead forge his own chains and choose his new, comfortable utopia to serve without reservation.
After spending much of the morning seeking an appropriate nesting site, this well-worn female snapping turtle lumbers eagerly back to the more comfortable waters of the lake which they leave only to perform this duty. I was very pleased to spot her as I haven't seen one of these impressive giants for years after encountering them fairly often back 6-7 years ago.
Turtles have always been my favorite animal. The very first essay I ever wrote in school was on the turtle. Not sure as to the source of this fascination but it remains. Perhaps because not much has changed in today's snapping turtle from that earliest variety of 215 million years ago. They saw the dinosaurs come and go. Tradition and survival indeed.
In any event, it was good to spend the morning with this grande dame. (They can live over 100 years.) It's hard to convey a sense of size without a frame of reference, but that is not a small stone above her. Records are almost 20 inches (50cm) in length and 75 lbs (34 kg). She was not quite that size but a very fine specimen nonetheless.
[A few more in comments of this not too mobile subject...and a click or two makes her beauty even more apparent...]
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"The Omnivore's Dilemma" by Michael Pollan. A NON ANIMALIST essay that talks about the damage of omnivorous eating. For example, in America, the "Corn Belt", a vast area that includes the states of Illinois, Indiana, Ohio, Iowa, Nebraska and Missouri, dedicated ONLY to the cultivation of corn, feed for animals, not for men . With environmental and biodiversity damage that future generations will pay for.
"Il dilemma dell'onnivoro" di Michael Pollan. Un saggio NON ANIMALISTA che parla dei danni dell'alimentazione onnivora. Ad esempio, in America, la "cintura del Mais", una vastissima area che comprende gli stati dell'Illinois, Indiana, Ohio, Iowa, Nebraska e Missouri, dedicata SOLO alla coltivazione del mais, mangime per gli animali, non per gli uomini. Con danni ambientali e alla biodiversità che pagheranno le prossime generazioni.
Such a tasteful display of Christmas lights.
Have a Merry Christmas everyone! Joy and Peace to all people.
Framed in camera using the 16:9 formatting option in the Leica D-Lux 7.
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Il faudrait essayer d’être heureux, ne serait-ce que pour donner l’exemple.
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Seamos felices, aunque solo sea para dar ejemplo.
Jacques Prévert (Fr., 1900-1877)
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Foto: Astudillo (Palencia). Castillo de la Mota. Construido en el siglo XV sobre una anterior fortificación documentada ya a mediados del XI.
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Photo : Château d'Astudillo (Palencia, Vieille Castille, Espagne). Ce château date du XVème siècle et a été construit sur un autre château cité dès 1035.)
Sublime Essay.
Modo dicitur infinitum dissimilium partium aquae demonstrationes immobilem intermedia absurdas rationes animadverti mutationes,
попередні аргументи вниз напрямки труднощі регіони необхідні пересування довільні місця розумні позиції особливих величин чіткі лінії,
le divisioni percepiscono modi diversi di ostacolare le distinzioni che possiedono conseguenze che ruotano i sistemi all'interno delle parti simultanee del confine,
la légèreté infinie suppose que les masses tiennent grandes les grands poids proportionnels du raisonnement proportions inverses temps égal temps continuellement décroissant,
vernietigbare referenties toegepaste woorden predikeren moeilijkheden evenredige afmetingen maximale toepassingen mogelijke kwantiteit overwegingen,
発言位置の確認は世界の高度な制限障害アカウントセンターは自然な場所で異議を唱えます無関心な四肢は作家の重い事実を想定重い事実.
Steve.D.Hammond.
Epistolary Essay.
Rebel vitae determinationibus praecipitem effecerit cogens habet imaginem rerum artifex, discordiis determinationes iura praeclara,
εκδηλώσεις μυστικά επικίνδυνα δικαστήρια που ασκούν νόμους υπέροχες δηλώσεις μετρημένα ποιήματα εμπιστευτική φιγούρα φιλελεύθερη μεταρρύθμιση,
espião aventureiro escapando liberdades guilhotinas rápidas traduções coloquiais dividindo ruas verdadeiras escandalosas altas esticando paixões,
telynau mentrus siambrau pedal tywyllwch meddwl tybiedig dieithryn bwerau ennobled celf cymryd rhan yn aros i gyfrif dilemâu ffolineb anghynaladwy,
ambiții amabile explorând taverne intoxicații atenții interacțiuni intelectuale zile de investigație concepute superstiții dogme iluministe,
ראיות משכנעות תלונות נבל זיופים בוגדים מסקרנים הצעות יתרונות אדישים אדם חשוכת מרפא,
職業献身的な観光地優勝計画告白者の目仙人の思い出崩壊しつつある交渉想像された行書かれた通信文句やけど.
Steve.D.Hammond.
This one came to me courtesy of a friend of mine from back East, the incomparable and talented writer, and all around good guy, Tom Bradley (Big60Thad).
He subtitled this one: "A Forbidden Love Which Has No Name..."
I, however, took it a bit further... as in this supposed exchange between the jealous "parent" of the wheelbarrow:
"My wheelbarrow! Oh, God, NO! What have you done?! Get off my property! Get out of here, or so help me, God, I'll shoot you on sight! I'll blast your gears and chain so you won't be able to get around anywhere ever again! **BANG!** Defile my wheelbarrow, will you, you unholy pervert! Freak of nature! Get out of here! **BANG!!** **BANG!!**"
"Honey, what the HELL are you doing? Get back in here and call the police like someone sane, before someone else calls them over here on a 'shots fired' call!"
^_-;
The street was given its name because of the residences of three chaplains and a bell-ringer built there during the 16th century. The four small buildings were demolished in 1708 to make room for the parsonage which is still present. Because the parsons of the German Church ("Tyska kyrkan") were housed near the street, the southern part of it was called Tyska Prästgatan ("The German Priest's Street") from the mid-18th to the mid-19th century while the northern part was called Svenska Prästgatan ("The Swedish Priest's Street"). The name revision of 1885, led to the name Prästgatan being used for the street's northern and southern extensions as well.
Before this, the north part of the street Storkyrkobrinken was known as Helvetesgränd ("Alley of Hell"), just like the surrounding area north and west of the cathedral Storkyrkan was referred to as Helvetet (Hell), a name subject to scholarly disputes. Professor Nils Ahnlund (1889–1957), interpreted it as referring to the area north of a church in popular beliefs being known as "latus plagæ damnatæ" ("the northern side of the damned") and therefore a place of disgrace suitable for suicides and criminals, a theory only corroborated by the location of the city executioner in the area. This theory was however questioned in several essays by the historian Lizzie Carlsson, who instead concluded that during the Middle Ages Helvetet was used all over Sweden for farmyards as well as other structures with a northern location. A theory, she argues, is confirmed by the fact that the "kingdom of the dead" in norse folklore is located to the north. While the presence of more distinguished residences in the Helvetet neighbourhood can be explained by the overcrowded conditions within the city walls, the name during medieval times did not have the pejorative meaning it has today, thus making the hypothesis credible.
I'm still making my images using an old and simple 2009 version of photo manager software produced by ACDSee. And during the last two decades I've used it to produce 37,538 original image variations, only 4589 of which appear on Flickr - the rest sit on my hard-drive and now serve as an almost endless source of raw material for new abstracts. Not sure what to do about using AI to produce artwork. This old guy may just continue to use his 2009 copy of ACDSee. Cheers. H
Jade essaye de prendre la poudre d'escampette pendant que sa maman tente de lui mettre la poudre sur le pêt...
This image shows Glasgow's weather in characteristic form to complete my west coast photo essay. As with the first of these images ( flic.kr/p/2qBbvJc ), this shot captures the essence of this station for me: in Glasgow’s case, busy, populated with exotic trains (from the perspective of a Sassenach), and raining!
The date is Wednesday, 28th March 1984 and an APT set waits to head south on what is likely to be the 0900 relief to Euston. The crowd of gentlemen striding towards the ticket barriers, many of who are lacking in appropriate outdoor attire, are presumably not railway enthusiasts given their lack of interest in the future of travel nor the distinctly Scottish class 27 to the left of the frame.
Unlike London Euston, Glasgow Central still has the grandeur and heritage of the Victorian era. While Euston’s period pieces were swept away in the white heat of 1960s progress, Glasgow Central has been sympathetically restored and, despite the rain, feels like a hospitable station appropriate for a great city.
Glasgow Central was not the original station for the west coast route in the city. The Caledonian Railway originally used the Townhead terminus, 1.5 miles to the northeast, then in November 1849, the new station of Buchanan Street was used. Growth led to the opening of Glasgow Central in 1879, immediately north of the river Clyde that the railway follows for the last 45 miles of its journey from London.
I trust that those that have followed my photo essay have enjoyed the ride. The west coast route is so varied and so long that it has been very easy to find disparate images from my collection. Selecting images for this essay has been challenging: I have been shooting trains on the route since the 1980s, and in the 21st century I still manage perhaps 30-40 images of the line every year. Furthermore, since I started collecting other photographer's images, it seems that the line was popular for others too!
Photograph by an unknown photographer, now part of my collection.
To create this ceremonial garment, Jeffrey Gibson assembled what he calls a “patchwork” of materials, techniques and imagery: woven river cane and beadwork drawn from his Choctaw and Cherokee heritages; photographs of police officers at the Dakota Access Pipeline protests; and powwow regalia items such as jingles. Gibson’s performance work takes its title from “Manifesto Antropofago” 1928, a polemical essay by Brazilian theorist Oswald de Andrade, which argues that Indigenous peoples can best survive by imbibing their colonizers’ cultures and radically transforming them to support their own communities.
Raw + ACR + texture
Thanks to my friend Kerstin Frank for the beautiful texture:
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I love shooting still lifes incomplete ... simple, for catch your eye and then your thinking ..... leave space so you can create your dreams ...
Urban art on the outskirts of downtown San Jose. SoFa district. Shot with Fujifilm X100f in Classic Chrome with custom color balance adjustment.
PHOTO ESSAY: DOWNTOWN
Hasselblad 500 c/m
80mm Planar lens f/2.8
Kodak Portra 400VC
I think I found my next photo essay. Interesting cars with my hasselblad. A very easy target though. This will be a work in progress.
Trying to catch up my delay ... (which is still very big) ... but I need to post a new photo from time to time ...
Thank you in advance for all your faves and comments. I might answer several WEEKS/MONTHS later. And I might post several photos in the meantime.
Merci d'avance pour tous vos faves et commentaires. Je vous répondrai peut-être dans plusieurs SEMAINES/MOIS. Et je posterai peut-être plusieurs photos entre temps.
France. Alpes. Département de la Savoie (73). Massif de la Vanoise. Photo prise lors d'une randonnée en boucle effectuée en solo, en août 2023, au départ de la Station de Belle Plagne, en passant par le Col de la Grande Forcle, le Lac des Blanchets, la Roche de Mio, la Combe et le Tunnel des Inversens.
Cette photo a été prise de la piste qui passe près du Lac des Blanchets.
De cet endroit, la Crête des Bourtes est particulièrement photogénique et ce d'autant plus si la surface du lac permet d'y voir son reflet. Pour cette photo, j'ai été assez chanceux avec le reflet car la plus grosse partie du lac avait sa surface bien ridée par le vent mais heureusement il y avait ce petit bout du lac donc la surface était quasiment lisse et qui permettait de voir la partie la plus importante du reflet de la crête. 🙏😊
Par contre, en voyant cette photo, on ne se rend pas compte de l'envers du décor, mais ce fut une de mes randos les plus cauchemardesques en termes d'environnement. En allant à la Station de Belle Plagne pour faire cette rando, je savais que j'aurais à marcher sur de nombreuses pistes et à parcourir un domaine skiable, avec des remontées mécaniques et autres aménagements qui défigurent un peu le paysage. Mais les photos que j'avais vues m'avaient convaincu d'y aller quand même. Ce que je ne savais pas en revanche, c'est que la Station était en travaux pour construire une télécabine permettant de repousser le haut de la station de 2700m à 3000m. Et pendant les deux premiers tiers de la rando, j'ai eu droit à un va-et-vient incessant de camions sur les pistes, soulevant des nuages de poussières sur leur passage. C'était dérangeant pour le bruit, pour la vue et pour la poussière respirée. Le dernier tiers de la boucle n'était heureusement pas emprunté par les camions mais c'est malheureusement à ce moment que les nuages sont venus voiler le ciel presqu'entièrement en masquant le soleil. 😂
Pour autant, rien que pour avoir pu prendre en photo cette belle crête et ce beau lac le matin, je ne regrette pas d'avoir fait cette rando. 😊
Et puis, j'ai essayé de tourner la situation en positif en m'amusant à prendre en photo certains camions escortés de leurs nuages de poussières, sur fond de décor montagneux. Et certains de ces clichés rendent plutôt bien. Sur certains d'entre eux, les nuages de poussière ressemblent à s'y méprendre à des nappes de brouillard. C'est pas bon à respirer mais ça peut être joli. 😊
Reflection of Sint Michael Mount - Normandy - France
Comment illustrer le côté fragile du Mt St Michel et être original. J'ai essayé un reflet pour lui donner la fragilité d'un château de sable si la baie venait à "disparaître". Heureusement les travaux accomplis vont rendre le Mont à sa baie!
A difficult theme Wabi Sabi. I read the essay In Praise of Shadows by Jun'ichirō Tanizaki for inspiration and ended up with this photo of a piece of washed-up wood with holes from woodworm, a pedestal of a work of art that is here in my house.
Robinson Switch, AL
A small sharecropper community southwest of Montgomery. According to the one obscure document I found, it was formed after the Civil War when the plantation that occupied the land closed up and went under. It apparently lasted until the 1950s or 60s and then just stopped.
At the start of this year when Graham’s 318 Coffee House in Geneva reopened after major renovations I popped in to tell the owner Bob how much I admired the new look. I mentioned that I especially enjoyed the meandering path that leads to the front door. I wondered aloud if it was deliberately made with such tight curves in order to slow folks down, as in some Japanese garden designs where paths can sometimes take an unexpected or abrupt turn in an effort to slow down the walker and make them more conscious of their surroundings. Bob replied that while that’s a beautiful principle that he was unfamiliar with, the real reason for the tight meander here is more functional: should the path from the sidewalk to the front door be a straight line, it would be too steep a grade for wheelchairs to make. I found this an interesting example of how our manufactured surroundings are a vibrant mix of both the aesthetic and the practical.