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Switzerland, May 2021
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ABOUT THE PHOTO:
So this photo is a bit of a novelty for me - at least here on Flickr, but it's also a journey back in time in a sense. I've always loved b/w and sepia photography; already as a very young teenager I would go out into the woods with an old Pentax Spotmatic (which I had nicked from my father) whenever it was a foggy day to shoot b/w compositions of sunbeams cutting through the ghostlike trees.
I used films with a sensitivity of at least 1600 (for those of you who remember what that means 😉 ), and the resulting photos had an incredibly fine grain which I loved; I blew them up to the size of posters and hung them on the walls of my teenage man-cave next to Hendrix, Jim Morrison and Slash.
But then I abandoned photography altogether for 20 years, and when I finally picked up a camera again, it was one of the digital kind. Now neither film nor grain played any role in my photographic endeavours - let alone b/w compositions: because the reason I fell in love with shooting pictures once more was the rare and incredibly colorful lizard species that had chosen my garden as its habitat.
It's this species - the Lacerta bilineata aka the western green lizard - that my photo website www.lacerta-bilineata.com/ and also my Flickr gallery are dedicated to, but I've since expanded that theme a bit so that it now comprises the whole Lacerta bilineata habitat, which is to say my garden and its immediate surroundings and all the flora and fauna I find in it.
I like that my gallery and the website have this clear theme, because in order to rise to the challenge of portraying all aspects of a very specific little eco system (which also happens to be my home of sorts), it forces me to constantly explore it from fresh angles, and I keep discovering fascinating new motives as my photographic journey continues.
Which brings me to the horse pasture you see in this photo. This playground for happy horsies lies just outside my garden, and it normally only interests me insofar as my green reptile friends claim parts of it as their territory, and I very much prefer it to be horseless (which it thankfully often is).
Not that the horses bother the reptiles - the lizards don't mind them one bit, and I've even seen them jump from the safety of the fly honeysuckle shrub which the pasture borders on right between the deadly looking hooves of the horses to forage for snails, without any sign of fear or even respect.
No, the reason I have a very conflicted relationship with those horses is that they are mighty cute and that there's usually also foals. The sight of those beautiful, happy animals jumping around and frolicking (it's a huge pasture and you can tell the horses really love it) is irresistible: and that inevitably attracts what in the entire universe is known as the most destructive anti-matter and ultimate undoing of any nature photographer: other humans.
Unlike with the horses, the lizards ARE indeed very much bothered by specimens of loud, unpredictable Homo sapiens sapiens - which makes those (and by extension also the horses) the cryptonite of this here reptile photographer. It's not the horses' fault, I know that, but that doesn't change a thing. I'm just telling you how it is (and some of you might have read about the traumatic events I had to endure to get a particular photo - if not, read at your own risk here: www.flickr.com/photos/191055893@N07/51405389883/in/datepo... - which clearly demonstrated that even when it's entirely horseless, that pasture is still a threat for artistic endeavours).
But back to the photo. So one morning during my vacation back in May I got up quite early. It had rained all night, and now the fog was creeping up from the valley below to our village just as the sky cleared up and the morning sun started to shine through the trees.
And just as I did when I was a teenager I grabbed my camera and ran out to photograph this beautiful mood of ghostlike trees and sunbeams cutting through the mist. There had already been such a day a week earlier (which is when I took this photo: www.flickr.com/photos/191055893@N07/51543603732/in/datepo... ), but this time, the horses were also there.
Because of our slightly strained relationship I only took this one photo of them (I now wish I had taken more: talk about missed opportunities), and otherwise concentrated on the landscape. It was only later when I went through all the photos on my computer that I realized that I actually really liked those horses, even despite the whole composition being such a cliché. And I realized another thing: when I drained the photo of all the color, I liked it even better - because there was almost a bit of grain in it, like in the photos from my youth.
Since then I have experimented quite a bit with b/w and sepia compositions (some of which I will upload here eventually I guess), but this photo here is the first one that helped me rediscover my old passion. I hope you like it even though it builds quite a stark contrast with the rest of my tiny - and very colorful - gallery. But in the spirit of showing you the whole Lacerta bilineata habitat (and also in the spirit of expanding my gallery a bit beyond lizards and insects), I think it's not such a bad fit.
As always, many greetings to all of you, have a wonderful day and don't hesitate to let me know what you think 😊
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long black train
josh turner
There's a long black train
Coming down the line
Feeding off the souls that are lost and crying
Rails of sin only evil remains
Watch out brother for that long black train
Look to the heavens
You can look to the skies
You can find redemption
Staring back into your eyes
There is protection and there's peace the same
Burnin' your ticket for that long black train
'Cause there's victory in the Lord I say
Victory in the Lord
Cling to the Father and his holy name
And don't go riding on that long black train
There's an engineer on that long black train
Making you wonder if your ride is worth the pain
He's just a waitin' on your heart to say
Let me ride on that long black train
But you know there's victory in the Lord I say
Victory in the Lord
Cling to the Father and his holy name
And don't go riding on that long black train
Well I can hear the whistle from a mile away
It sounds so good
But I must stay away
That train is a beauty making everybody stare
But its only destination is the middle of nowhere
But you know there's victory in the Lord I say
Victory in the Lord
Cling to the Father and his holy name
And don't go riding on that long black train
I said cling to the father and his holy name and don't go ridin' on that black train
Yes watch out brother for that long black train
That devil's a drivin' that long black train
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Joshua O. Turner
Long Black Train lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Ole Media Management Lp
This isn't my father, but it reminds me of him, as he loved to fish. He's now 92 and doesn't fish now but the memories we had together fishing, camping and backpacking were some of the best times, and lessons, of my life. Thanks for sharing nature with me dad. Glad I caught your addiction to it and learned so much from you.
Did you know:
"In 1909 a Spokane, Washington woman named Sonora Smart Dodd, one of six children raised by a widower, tried to establish an official equivalent to Mother’s Day for male parents. She went to local churches, the YMCA, shopkeepers and government officials to drum up support for her idea, and she was successful: Washington State celebrated the nation’s first statewide Father’s Day on June 19, 1910." history.com
Wishing all father's, present and gone, a Happy Father's Day!
Hi everyone,
I was so fortunate this past weekend to have a chance to spend some time with a local fox family right in my part of Ontario.
This is 'Father Fox'. What an amazing few moments we had together. He was really quite comfortable with my presence. One of his kits wasn't far away.
Wildlife adds so much to city life. We must find ways to coexist with it.
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Ancient wizard, Face full of wrinkles, with brown eyes, slight smile, highly intricate, delicate detailed complex, vibrant colors by Laura Burch, Tom Bagshaw...
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Some hand painting.
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I bambini imparano più da come ti comporti che da cosa gli insegni. (William Edward Burghardt Du Bois)
Children learn more from how you behave than what you teach them. (William Edward Burghardt Du Bois)
Trike Harley-Davidson. Of course I like more than the usual two-wheeled bikes, but we must also think about those who are already difficult to cope with such a technique. I remembered the movie "Sons of Anarchy": father - of red traveled on a three-wheeled bike. And our Putin, once came to the meeting with bikers in Sevastopol on this Trike Harley-Davidson.
... Perhaps! A pair of White-crowned Sparrows (Zonotrichia leucophrys) The father with the white head is hiding in the undergrowth.
My father-in-law's tools neatly arranged on a board in his garden shed. They have been gathering dust since his death some five years ago.
My dad wasn't very fond of dogs - this was probably the closest he got to them! - a gift from a dog lover ( My mum )
Schloss Rheydt / Mönchengladbach / North Rhine-Westphalia / Germany
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Happy Father's Day. My dad's wedding ring and stationery--probably 80 years old from the USS Texas, which he served on. In the background is a pin from TWA, where he worked and also a pocket watch of my father-in-laws. Both have passed, both remembered this week.
RLART
“A Great Soul” by Maya Angelou
“A great soul
serves everyone
all the time.
A great soul
never dies.
It brings us together
again and again.”