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I thought it was going to be a great weekend sunset. But I was wrong. Frustrated, but I still had to shoot to get the best that my time can spend.
As dark as night when chaos come,
but as bright as day when they are gone.
Tears of blood flows when in pain but
tears of joy gush when victory is gained.
God never fails, He is our forever Hope ...
Amen!
Ondu 6x6 pinhole camera. Mkll. Ilford Pan F 50. Fomadon Ro9.
This is the same plane as my last pic. While I usually get the exposure right, that was not the case here. Besides: Everything was moving. Anyway: I sort of like the photo.
I ordered the pattern from Etsy, reduced it some, and made this catnip fish for our cat family. (hand-stitched, mind you) Instead of filling it completely with dried catnip, I made a cylindrical pouch and inserted it along with the stuffing.
As you'll see in the following photographs, there just hasn't been much enthusiasm for the fish toy. I wonder if Jimmy made a peace pact with the fish.
When you are trying to make the most of it to be a surprise but its just your luck ! I would blame it on my outfit? Merry... Oh no!!
Sony CyberShot DSC-RX 100
Carl Zeiss Vario-Sonnar T* 1.8-4.9/10.4-37.1
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I started with seeds from a rotting organic tomato. Seeds were healthy. Should’ve grown but after nearly a month this is the result. Clearly GMO not organic. I’ve purchased three organic vegetables for a test. I’ll be posting photos as the project progresses.
This American Coot came up with the equivalent of an "old boot" after "fishing" at King Gillette Ranch, Malibu CA.
I'm between work and orchestra practice. Not only has my schedule not allowed me to do much more than work and sleep, there have been multiple crises within my family and friends over this past weekend.
I'm to the point where words fail me. Not because I am the one hurting, but because I'm watching others hurt.
I've little or no time to 'flickr' until Friday... please forgive.
Clock work(s)
I think my father was a frustrated engineer. For most of his life he was involved in looking for oil, working out ways to get it out and then to transport and refine it efficiently.
When he retired one of his many hobbies was horology, the study of clocks. He used to buy old broken ones at auctions, dismantle them, fix them and put them back together. Well, that was the theory!
Inevitably the number of clocks dismantled way exceeded the number put back together. This is an image of a tin of his leftover bits of clocks that I have kept. I guess I have kept them partly to remind me of him, but also, quite perversely and worryingly, because I actually like them. I guess I’m a frustrated something or other too :)
There are lots of bits in this image: an escapement for regulating the power from the spring or weights (top left), two parts of a strike mechanism (the large cog with spikes underneath and the arc of metal with teeth), a tiny drum for winding clock weight cord and a pulley in the background.
I like the patina and corrosion on the metal so tried to bring that out in the processing.
This is for the Macro Mondays group’s theme this week Cogwheel. The image is just over 2 inches across.
Thank you for taking time to look. I hope you enjoy the image! Happy Macro Mondays.
[Tripod in daylight with white card reflector; focused in Live View; remote release.
Ten images focus stacked in Affinity Photo.
Curves in LAB mode to strengthen colours and to tweak the contrast. A touch of added saturation and vibrance.
A bit of tidying up with inpainting, but there is a lot of dust and fluff which adds a bit to the feel of the image so I left most of it.
Sharpened using Unsharp Mask for the fine stuff and High Pass filter/Linear blend mode for the big stuff.
Slight dark vignette… and we’re done :) ]
8f class locomotive 48305 is seen on shed at Haworth 1940s weekend. The loco is in light steam as it had failed earlier in the day
Peregrine Falcon / falco peregrinus. East Mill, Belper, Derbyshire. 12/06/22.
'NEWLY FLEDGED.'
12th June marked the day that the two juvenile Peregrines fledged from East Mill. When I arrived mid-morning, one had already gone from the nesting balcony and the other was nowhere in sight. It must have been having a nap because it eventually appeared on the rail of the balcony.
There it remained on view for a number of hours, often flapping rapidly, looking as if it was going to take-off.
At about 4pm - (after several 'will it, won't it' false alarms), it did finally fledge. As so often happens there it failed to gain height and ended up at the base of the building, thankfully unharmed.
Now, some 12 days later, I understand that both juveniles have honed their flying skills and are doing well.
Rien ne peut nous vaincre.
rien ne peut nous arrêter.
Nous seuls sommes un obstacle.
Restons ensemble.
Marchons, pas à pas sur ce chemin.
J'ignore ce que sera demain, Mais je peux déjà le construire maintenant.
Je ne marche plus seul, je le sais.
I'm in love with you, you silly thing
Anyone can see
What is it with you, you silly thing
Just take it from me
It was not a chance meeting
Feel my heart beating
You're the one
You could take all this, take it away
I'd still have it all
Cause I've climbed the tree of life
And that is why, no longer scared if I fall
When I get lost in space
I can return to this place
Cause, you're the one
Nothing fails
No more fears
Nothing fails
You washed away my tears
Nothing fails
No more fears
Nothing fails
Nothing fails
I'm not religious
But I feel so moved
Makes me want to pray,
Pray you'll always be here
I'm not religious
But I feel such love
Makes me want to pray
When I get lost in space
I can return to this place
Cause, you're the one
I'm not religious
But i feel so moved
Mmmm mmm...
I'm not religious
Makes me want to pray
I'm not religious
But i feel so moved
Makes me want to pray
Pray you'll always be here
I'm not religous
But i feel such love
makes me want to pray
I'm not religious (I'm not religious)
But I feel so moved (but it makes want to pray)
I'm not religious (I'm not religious)
Makes me want to pray (But it makes me want to pray)
I'm not religious (makes me want to)
But I feel so moved (pray)
I'm not religious (pray)
Makes me want to pray (pray)
Nothing fails
No more fears
Nothing fails
You washed away my tears
Nothing fails
No more fears
Nothing fails
Madonna, Nothing fails
Trail does not necessarily equal fail on the Iowa Pacific-operated 'Hoosier State', as demonstrated by GP40FH-2 4137, bringing up the rear of the classy consist at 18th Street on its way out of Chicago.
Hoy era el primer dia que la japonesa 269.055, bautizada como "Virgen de las Nieves" salia a la via luciendo los colores de LCR, la intencion era llegar hasta Yunquera de Henares junto a la 269.857 que circulaba detras de ella, pero... En San Fernando dijo basta quedando inutil y regresando las tres japonesas juntas a Fuencarral.
IFEMA 19/03/21.
Newport Beach, Southern California
Fuji disposable camera.
I don't know what it is but the disposable cameras never fail to disappoint whether they be Kodak or Fuji. This was a Fuji, which I often bought at the Newport drug store back when we lived in SoCal. This was taken about twenty years ago.
*****Please note; this photo looks normal on my laptop but looks terrible on smart phones. I checked this out on my wife's smart phone (I don't own one and never will) and the sky looks utterly awful. I had added contrast to the original that the disposable gave me and it looked just right on my laptop. This is no surprise as I have noticed huge differences in what photography looks like on smart phones compared to bigger screens. So I ask you to kindly reserve judgment on my photography until such time it can be viewed on a larger screen.
I'm stopping my 365 project and I thought about this very well. I know that taking pictures every day could help somebody improving and growing so much as a person and artist but I just feel like this is not the right way for me as a photographer. I'm used to taking picture when I have the right mood and I really cannot handle this pressure I put on myself. I just feel like I'm not getting better but just the other way around. Even if I only tried this one picture a day for only two weeks, I realized how much work it is and how much you have to love photography. I think my love is not that big for taking pictures everyday it's more a fun thing I do and I just don't want to lose this fun...
I really feel like I should start something new, more relaxed. I feel like I should delete some pictures of this stream and keep this stream only with the pictures I LIKE because that is what life is about - doing the things you like- isn't it ?
Sorry for this text ._. but I just had to write this.
66539+failed 56094 on 6S31,heading North at Rock today.The 56 expired at Plessey and the 66 came from Tyne Yard to rescue it
“There is no such thing as a failed experiment, only experiments with unexpected outcomes”
Richard Buckminster Fuller
Okay, a few weeks ago I purchased the last, fresh Velvia 50 roll left in the fridge at Camera's West on 4th Ave. I loaded it to my Olympus Pen EE-3 (half-frame) and shortly after took a few shots from my apartment and around the neighborhood.
Then, last week I took the camera with me *to Los Angeles and took a few more snapshots while out and about.
In total, I shot 38 out of the 72 exposures the half-frame would have rendered.
Two days ago I dropped it off to develop (negs and CD) and they told me slide film would take 2 weeks to process. Since I could not wait to see the results, I told them to cross process instead.
I picked it up this morning. Needless to say, the results are unexpected. :)
*When traveling with film cameras, try asking--nicely--for a hand inspection. It might not happen every time but it is worth giving it a go. On the trip to and from LA I requested a hand inspection of all my film and cameras and thankfully both TSA inspectors at Sea-Tac and Burbank agreed to do so, with a smile, and even a bit of camera/film chit chat. ;-)
"Among all the arts, a sunset never fails to impress."
~ Jonathan Chen
Clicked in manual with no post-processing.
Cái ký túc thân thương đáng yêu mỹ miều của mình đang tân trang lại sắc đẹp.
Chụp xong cái ảnh cũng là lúc trên người có thêm chục vết muỗi đốt.
Chẳng thành công vs bất kỳ thể loại nào :(
Cố đấm ăn xôi là có ngày ăn cựt.
This one kind of hurts to share. Continuing the story from my last post, I crashed at an old friend from seminary's home in East Rochester the night of Thursday, 9/29 in hopes of shooting the Falls Road the following day. The Falls Road has been on my bucket list for a while, and with the time available, a blue dome forecast, and a free place to stay, it made sense to finally attempt it.
The best intel on these guys is that they run Tuesdays and Fridays. So, it was up at 0500 and on the road by 0530 for the hour-and-a-half drive to Lockport (boy is the Falls Road way out there!). Showing up shortly after 0700, at first I was dismayed to see that there was no crew around. That quickly changed, however, and soon the crew had RS-32 #2035 fired up and switching the yard. Though the engine was long-hood forward, the light was perfect and I fired away. The loud "bark" of the 2035 as it switched was very memorable, too.
After several moves, the engine disappeared from sight. I drove around to the other end of the yard and was a bit nervous when I saw that it had made it back into the engine house. The sinking feeling continued when I could see and hear the crew tie the hand brakes on the engine. Maybe 10 minutes later, the engine house door was shut. Another pair of photographers there decided to drive over to the engine house to inquire what was up (something I've given up since my experience on the NYOG), and they came back and informed me that CSX hadn't dropped and therefore they wouldn't be running today.
To say it was a long drive retracing my steps back to Rochester would be an understatement. But, once again, the Finger Lakes Railway would provide...
If you ever wondered what Truck vs. Bridge looked like, here it is.
This had obviously just happened. The cops werent there yet. The poor guy was sitting in the cab on his cell phone, with a "I don't even know what happened" look on his face.
Sad, kind of. There's no way that this isn't a terminable offense.