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Both the Yarra and the light were changing moment by moment. Fluid : In physics, a fluid is a liquid, gas, or other material that continuously deforms (flows) under an applied shear stress, or external force.
This is a montage of the Yarra paddlers and the cloud at sunset a couple of days ago with some blur and wave added. HMMM:). 1,126 cases and 4 deaths today. Stubbornly high!
Basalt is very hard. It can stand the polishing force of the ocean well into mythical times, but human tools can quickly loosen its rigid character. The six-sided columns, broken into pieces, fit together like a geometrical puzzle and are often used to reinforce coastal dikes.
Isamu Noguchi uses his tools more subtle. Touching the surface, hammering away like a crazy woodpecker, then seeking deeper and finer, softening and polishing the form, he lays bare its inner beauty.
He does not force the material into a sculptural form. He seeks 'the brilliance of matter beneath the skin'. With that intention, basalt becomes almost fluid.
I was walking on a carpet of fallen leaves near a creek when I came up with the idea for this image. What if this carpet of leaves was to flow down the stream?. The biggest challenge was looking through my images trying to find a stream small enough to incorporate the leaves without loosing proportion and or definition (suitable for a closeup shot); then add a rock with water droplets flying into the air to cover a blurred area of the original image of the water flow, a few more leaves on the surface and rocks, and so on...(The camera settings listed belong to the stream image only)
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• Mari Kini
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☼ Labany
• Sunglasses Hot Summer / Set 1
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like emotions, like shadows
fluid, moment to moment
winds of calm prevail -
~mao~
Our feelings are like reflections on water, moving and changing with the wind. Just as reflections scatter, our emotions can feel scattered too, especially when things are uncertain. But I believe that when things calm down, peace will come. The scattered reflection becomes whole again, showing the strong love and affection that lasts through tough times. A special thanks for that someone who sits to next to me in my heart waiting for the calm wind and watching the scattered reflections to come together as one.
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• Kawaii Set
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• Timeless Heels
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☼ 1990
• Essential Claws + HUD
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• HeartBreaker Plat
• Black Cross Set
• Black Cross Pedi
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• Sandra / Top and Pants
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I was out for a stroll the other morning when I spotted this Snowy Egret, looking suspiciously like a very fancy feathered detective, absolutely stalking its breakfast across a pond.
My first, deeply profound thought? "Well, at least he doesn't have to eat with those muddy feet!" A true gentleman of the wetland, indeed—keeping his hands (or should I say, beak?) clean for the main event.
The Snowy Egret is a medium-sized, highly elegant heron, instantly recognizable by its immaculate, all-white plumage set off by striking color contrasts.
Its most distinctive features are its long, slender black legs that terminate in brilliant yellow feet—a feature that often makes it look like it's wading on "golden slippers."
This bird has a long, delicate black bill and a yellow patch of skin in front of its eye, which intensifies during the breeding season. During this time, the egret is at its most exquisite, sporting fine, lacy, recurved plumes on its head, neck, and back—plumes that were once so coveted for the fashion industry that the species was nearly hunted to extinction.
A dynamic and active forager, the Snowy Egret is often seen using its bright feet to stir up the mud or water in shallow wetlands, marshes, and ponds, flushing out small aquatic prey like fish, crabs, and insects before swiftly spearing them with its bill.
How does the ocean see us?
I placed the GoPro underwater into the surf, and this is a screen shot from video. Things look different. Lines are loose and shapes distorted. There are sunlit bubbles and blurry blobs. Is this the carnival mirror version of us or is this the real us?
In the fluid world of the ocean, light doesn’t enter in a straight line. Everything is always in motion. Boundaries are blurry. Substances intermingle. All elements mutually yield to the power of the flow. This is the rich flow of existence.
And the sea sparkles like champagne!