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... of the final content of the "Paris-Agreement" as a result of the 2015 United Nations Climate Change Conference in Paris.
Will it really be more than words on a piece of paper ... ?
Striped trio of Plains Zebras / Steppenzebras (Equus quagga)
Tarangire N.P., Tanzania, Africa
HAPPY HALLOWE'EN – SEE YOU SOON <3
“I want him to see the flowers in my eyes and hear the songs in my hands.”
- Francesca Lia Block, Dangerous Angels
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MONSTER MASH – BOBBY “BORIS” PICKETT
A TALE FOR HALLOWE'EN
Haunted by the past
shadow weavers spin a grisly path
bloodshed ripened by the burning laughter
cackling; cawing birds with blackened plumage
sit amongst the great oaks circled like ancient stones
pondering; deliberating;
coaxing thoughts from secret innocent brains
spitting; spilling intestinal,
twisted columns like engorged worms
emerge from rounded tors
where tombstones fall in all their lost directions
point like arrows to distance lands
where once they came on voyages bound
for incoming tides; lapping
and supping like thirsty dogs worked on the lands
salting sea dogs; march like Marsh frogs; croaking;
encroaching in their hordes
green as slime from slurry pits
and stinking; stench invading nostrils;
hopping crops to miss the circles where creatures from
another realm have mystified the hoi polloi for centuries;
eventually the stories fell to urban myths
and historic notions hid the truth
that Hallowe'en is an intelligent invention;
an intervention to prevent our troubled pasts
from catching up on us and suffocating slowly all our pre-conditioned thoughts
and cognitive behavioural patterns,
yet still we seek the darkness on this, some say, sacred night
and others hide within their homesteads;
sprinkled salt to every step and window sill;
they sit in fear in dim-lit candlelight;
ready to be blown out at any given moment
when chance or fate brings strangers thereabouts
to wrap sharply on the knockers on their wooden doors
and as they shiver beneath the old iron bedstead
and scrunch their eyes tight shut;
a primal squeeze of distant recognition
springs sharply piercing to their memories
and all the compartmental little shutters laying dormant
within their harrowed minds; awaken now; stir times
from ancient burial grounds where stones rock in their cradles
deep beneath the earth;
disinterred they fall and crash like thunder;
splintering marble; splicing names and dates
that once meant something to someone,
now crumble as the dead rise up again
and those who knock on doors
come laughing like rag tag beggars seeking all you have
DON'T hide; that is the very worst thing you can do;
unlock your doors and beckon them inside
offer sweets and cookies; treats; avoid the tricking;
that trickery; magical menacing personified
they come with intent to rob your larder,
but better that than leave them all outside
for some of us it has no other meaning
than a little fun on one night of the year
but for others of us gathering on the hillside;
cloaked and daggered; hand in hand we bide
chanting words from long-lost civilisations
that sound so gutteral;
bitten by the wind and burning fire
we circle round and round it, cold and muttering;
giving thanks that we will all survive our ancestors
some of whom were burned here,
on stakes for all the villagers to see
will rise at witching hour;
between the hours of three and four's a given
and we will see them all again
and speak of all the ways of the now living
As witches we can make things far better or far worse
but the one thing we are good at is to curse
you'll find us often around the cauldron
stirring and talking generally in verse
a pinch of this; a pinch of that
it all goes in the pot
it simmers for a good long while
don't drink it when it's hot
but leave to stew
and know that you
will benefit from this broth
don't let greed be your guide
a little will suffice
a sip of this; a sip of that
Ah! Hallowe'en is so nice …
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Don't have nightmares!! Happy Halloween Everyone ; 0))
This is just one photograph!! A florists' window display and reflections.
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Unclasping the first hook of a dress, brings the joys of unconfined delights that little bit closer.
everyone wants this
everyone wants that
they're expecting me to
they all want something
no dissappointments
and i just can't keep up.
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- Candlelit Light Painting Still Life-
Another Still life study with soft macro at candle's light, in the style of the antique Master Painters.
Shot in darkness and painted by highlighting portions of the composition moving a handheld candle in a long exposure.
Light study for a soft tone macro still life with some autumnal crop from my garden, from my neighbors and the woods in the neighborhood. My photography is unmanipulated, no retouching and no post-processure but just a slight routine editing.
I have tried to approach as much as possible the effect of the paintings of a time when the electric light didn't exist yet and, when darkness fell, the painters were used to illuminate the subjects to paint with candles and/or natural torches.
I'd just like to add, once for all, that I don't use any filters, neither on lenses nor in post-production: it's my exigency to reach the "essence", the pure artistic effect via the sole use of my display, the footage setting preparation and shooting ability. Although I am very picky and stubborn, I don't always reach the result expected, sometimes I do beyond my expectations and in any case I like to experiment until I reach something that may be interesting to me.
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Chestnuts/castagne, hazelnuts/nocciole, pomegranates/ melograni, one persimmon/cako and one medlar/nespola at soft candlelight in darkness with no artificial light spots.
The black background is a physical "limbo" allowing to create a sort of transparency or absence of the background, saving the macro image from any retouching artifact or manipulation in post-processure and enlightening to emphasize the subjects photographed, depicting them with a good three-dimensionality and even a certain deep of field, notwithstanding the limits of the 2D photography.
Ref.DEF Still LIFE new 073 VM (light adjustment, no retouching)
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Early evening; a wild viburnum (I think) cluster just starting to bloom.
Location: A vacant lot in the Village of Huningue, Alsace FR.
In my album; Dan's Weed World.
yes it's a clichee and you have problably seen this shot a million times before. still i felt like making and uploading the shot because i took this shot as it should be done:
i was laying in the sun, in the grass and i made this shot.
They will see us waving from such great
Heights,
"come down now", they'll say
But everything looks perfect from far away
"come down now", but we'll stay...
They will see us waving from such great
Heights,
"come down now", (come down now)
They will see us waving from such great
Heights,
"come down now", (come down now)
such great hights - postal service
this one made explore!! best position: 17
thank you all for your wonderful comments and faves!!!!
It appears that one of my seahorses is expecting - you can see his (yes "his" - its a seahorse thing) baby bulge..
Velvet Shank | Flammulina velutipes | Physalacriaceae
Samsung NX1 & LZOS Jupiter 9 - 85mm f/2
15 Aperture Blades | f/4 | Manual Focus | Available Light | Handheld
All Rights Reserved. © Nick Cowling 2017.
Remember, our conduct is influenced not by our experience but by our expectations.
George Bernard Shaw
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Con los años descubrió
Que no quería formar parte de grandes cosas
Porque los proyectos más ambiciosos
Siempre acaban corrompidos
Mientras que los sueños sencillos
Las más pequeñas esperanzas
Pueden mantenerse un poco más puras
Menos distantes de las utopías.
Así que un día comenzó a vivir
Intentando cambiar el mundo
A una escala de unos pocos metros cuadrados
Empezó a construir un efímero refugio
En su interior y a su alrededor
Un minúsculo hogar cálido y remoto
Donde proteger las pocas cosas
Que merecen las penas
Y que provocan las alegrías...
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© Leanne Boulton, All Rights Reserved
Candid street photography from Glasgow, Scotland. I spotted this girl with the 'unrealistic' woman on her mobile phone case and a magical juxtaposition - sadly my juxtaposition vanished and hid behind my subject. I still like the shot and the beauty of street shooting is that so much of it is outside of your control. Enjoy!
Fabulous baroque town right in front of your eyes, a meeting point of Inn and Danube, two might rivers. It is as beautiful as can be. Spiced by several artists working right in their galleries and, of course, the absolutely stunning glass museum.
Everyone must follow the way of life that suits him best. I simply can’t make active preparation’s to save myself ; it seems so pointless to me and would make me feel nervous and unhappy. My letter of application to the Jewish council on Jaap’s urgent advice has upset my cheerful but deadly serious equilibrium. As if I had done something underhanded.
Like crowding onto a small piece of wood adrift on an endless ocean after a shipwreck and then saving oneself by pushing others into the water and watching them drown. It is all so ugly. And I don’t think much of this particular crowd, either. I would much rather join those who prefer to float on their backs for a while, drifting on the ocean with their eyes turned toward heaven, and who go down with a prayer.
-Etty Hillesum
On the sidelines at the bumper cars during an Autumn community festival.
Sorga, Italy. September 2015. (c)Mike Brebner. All rights reserved. Blog: www.brebnertravels.wordpress.com
Macro Mondays: Mediums
Watercolor crayons on a reflective folder.
100MM, window light.
So many creative and wonderful images for this theme! HMM everyone.
For this shot, I reflected some torn strips of coloured paper in the side of a stainless steel cheese grater.
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Not really in relation to these twins here (the reservoir of hope is actually softly diminishing), but with regard to the lens which I got this morning. I had heard of the Samyang 135mm F2 manual lens and its optical qualities. This is one of the first images (done with a tripod, wide-open). Getting the focus right is the issue with this lens, but if you do the results are really promising. I do have excellent Fuji AF lenses and some manual focus lenses that allow me to create a more artistic impression. The Samyang 135mm certainly belongs into this category.
SCUBA diving is sensual. To breathe underwater is one of the most fascinating and peculiar sensations imaginable. Breathing becomes a rhythmic melody of inhalations and exhalations. The cracks and pops of fish and crustaceans harmonize with the rhythmic chiming of the bubbles as you exhale. Soon, lungs act as bellows, controlling your buoyancy as you achieve weightlessness. And, as in your dreams, you are flying. Combine these otherworldly stimuli and you surrender completely to the sanctuary of the underwater world.
TEC CLARK, forward, Karen Berger's Scuba Diving