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“I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.”
― Frank Herbert, Dune
“Never fear shadows. They simply mean that there is a light shinning somewhere nearby.”
Quote ― Renkel Ruth E
I see a little dragon climbing up the wall ;-))
What do you see?
From my house-renovation archive
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 😊
"He who is not everyday conquering some fear has not learned the secret of life. "
Quote - Ralph Waldo Emerson
HFF everyone!
BSORI2022Contest - Entry 1 -
He carries me through times or darkness.
He lives to silence all my fears and wipe away all my tears.
He makes me feel at peace in heart and calms my troubled mind.
He lifts me up when I am feeling down, gives me hope and inspires me.
He listens, understands my past and believes in my future path.
He walked into my life and accepted me the way I am.
He is my earthly Angel with a beautiful mind.
You are min Engel mine.
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❤💕❤❤💕❤ My dear Beautiful friends here, in advance I want to thank you all for your always kindness and support, I appreciate you all immensely. Please Know that I am grateful for each one of you for taking the time to look at my pictures and for all of your kind compliments and comments. You all mean a lot to me, and you make Flickr a lovely place to be and to share pictures.
I am not very active here on Flickr these days, and hope you all can forgive me for not being here as much as I used to. I have also closed my groups as for now until I have more time to spend here. I will however post a picture in-between. Huge hugs, much love, light and peace to you all my dear friends here ❤💕❤❤💕❤
"Fear leads to anger, anger leads to contempt ... and I persecute a lot of fear in you"
moonshine
:: alcohol ilegal :: Jera Tattoo / Omega
And the further I get
From the things that I care about
The less I care about
How much further away I get
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Fairchild Republic A-10C Thunderbolt II "Warthog"
79-0142
47th Fighter Squadron (47 FS) "Dogpatchers"
Air Force Reserve Command
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Okay, truth be known, the title is misleading; there were lots of fears as I walked gingerly onto this very windy and icy pier! But who said getting wintery shots was easy?
I am afraid, oh I am so afraid!
The cold black fear is clutching me to-night
As long ago when they would take the light
And leave the little child who would have prayed,
Frozen and sleepless at the thought of death.
My heart that beats too fast will rest too soon;
I shall not know if it be night or noon, --
Yet shall I struggle in the dark for breath?
Will no one fight the Terror for my sake,
The heavy darkness that no dawn will break?
How can they leave me in that dark alone,
Who loved the joy of light and warmth so much,
And thrilled so with the sense of sound and touch, --
How can they shut me underneath a stone?
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There is no Beauty Without Some Strangeness
- Edgar Allan Poe
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The Raven:
Ravens are among the smartest of all birds, gaining a reputation for solving ever more complicated problems invented by ever more creative scientists.
The Raven is an acrobatic flier, often doing rolls and somersaults in the air. Young birds are fond of playing games with sticks, repeatedly dropping them, then diving to catch them in midair.
People around the world sense a certain kind of personality in ravens. Edgar Allan Poe clearly found them a little creepy. The captive ravens at the Tower of London are beloved and perhaps a little feared: legend has it that if they ever leave the tower, the British Empire will crumble.
Common Ravens can mimic the calls of other bird species. When raised in captivity, they can even imitate human words; one Common Raven raised from birth was taught to mimic the word “nevermore.”
The oldest known wild Common Raven was at least 22 years, 7 months old. It was banded and found again in Nova Scotia.
(Nikon D750, Nikor 80-200/5.6, 1/320 @ f/8.0, ISO 400, edited to taste)
Good Morning! It is -5 today and it feels mighty cold but the sun is shining and the sky is blue so I'm a happy girl! (I'm 'knot' fearing this weather!!) :-)
Wishing everyone a great weekend ahead!
A really wet windy day today, so staying in and singing some songs with my daughter. We're hoping to learn Fairytale of New York and play it together, should be fun. Fear of Drowning would be the other option if we went down the beach . Fear of Drowning is by British Sea Power, and I hope they play it on Sunday.
Taken at Lana (Now Closed)
Super excited to invite everyone to visit a new installment of LANA~
This one is called Fear~ Why? Well, because the hardest fear to be conquered is within ourselves.
Imagine all those doubts, thoughts and desires in the form of dazzling autumn colors and in contrast, black gigantic forest full of mystery. Allow this journey to be the final battle.
Everyone is welcome to explore, the sim is LGBTQ, furry, family, children and couple friendly!
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Ricochets within my head
Conversations never said
Magnifyin' every thought
That familiar pain she brought
Seeps inside eventually
Misery loves company
Sullen, I created you
I suppose that I could end you too
Misery, she needs me
Oh-oh, but I need her more
Misery, she loves me
Oh-oh, but I love her more
Misery, she kills me
Oh-oh, but I end this war
Misery, she fills me
Oh no, but she's not what I'm livin' for
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Blueberry - Elisa - Henley Tops - Maitreya
Addams - Mesh Ornella High Rise Jeans - Maitreya
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tram F1215 hair
OTHERS
:CP: Asher's Hayride RARE
hive // the old shed RARE
your taxi to come and get a new year gift from Neverfar
Check out the video of Neverfar sim made by Explore Second Life.Thank you so much!
Spotted Towhee.
There is an old saying that you attract what you fear. ( OMG!!! I fear 10 Billion dollars)
"In front of you are the lights of a state
Awaiting excavations
And the cages with the sleeping canaries lined up
And I who still haven't found out who I am
A tired purpose, without perspective
And you who will soon be extinguished
One of the lights, to sleep with someone who looks like me
So that the irons of the cage
To be lost for a moment, in the dark.
I fear all that will happen to me without me...
My clothes are getting old and they don't last
holes in the knees from the bows
pockets empty of coins
broken zippers, they are bankrupt
My body is bruised
with the cold as a mistake
which no one admits
it turns and asks for your warmth.
I fear all that will happen to me without me...
Your cements are new
with lacquered furniture
And white marbles
a warping sheen
and leaves you no room to stand
and only I of all in there am rotting like in an ancient tomb
Performance vessels were found there
except for me, which is a hidden secret
I'm still looking for you to resurrect me.
I fear all that will happen to me without me...
My clothes are getting old and falling out
Like bankrupt governments
I grew old in a child's pants
And the ship still hasn't been seen
I squeeze you tighter because I'm cold
my body road, where public works are carried out
Compressors open and close me
Pull the curtain a little to see me
I became a runway for military planes
And my mind, a repository for radioactive waste
They took safety measures, for my breathing
and on a multi-ethnic one-way street, my future was given in return.
I fear all that will happen to me without me...
This is how I live my past in advance
and with two bare wires for hands
I hug your high volt for a tight time.
I'm afraid..."
An earlier attempt to visualize a favorite song.
Of missing his bus? Of the pandemic? Of a white woman taking his picture? Of being black in a white world? Downtown Winnipeg, MB, Canada
Everybody I know has a fear. Some fear not making enough or not getting enough time. To spend with family or friends. Some fear not getting to do everything they want in life. But the important thing is to take it one day a time. Look at a sunrise. And realize that there is a guide above who makes sure everything is going to be alright.
Brown Pelican, Pelecanus occidentalis, over the Cape Fear River in Wilmington NC. Spur-of-the-moment choice to take a river cruise—which turned out to be very nice—but only had my wide lens because I thought we would just be out on the street that morning.
10 July 2021; 09:30 CDT; extreme post
“ Don't let fear or insecurity stop you from trying new things. Believe in yourself. Do what you love. And most importantly, be kind to others ... “
- Stacy London
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZYqcpTYQ8I4
I Won't Give Up by Jason Mraz
step out each morning spirit brave
say hello world; smile and wave
no matter what the day should bring
don't let your fears take hold
face the day with courage strong
always try to right a wrong
listen to the birds who sing
give smiles of warmth not cold
look your fears straight in the eye
kiss your worries and woes goodbye
look to the sky, the sea, the sun
the clouds and fields of burnished gold
see each day like a new book
a different, chapter, a different look
a page of velvet vellum softly
cushioning with kindness all that's told
the wind that blows a thousand times
still brings with it the chimes
of bells and angels whispering wings
that comfort you in their heavenly folds
- AP - Copyright remains with the author
'copyright image please do not reproduce without permission'
Created for the "PANO-Vision" Group's first annual contest "Kick Out the Winter Blues".
www.flickr.com/groups/2892788@N23/discuss/72157689531935342/
Pano-Sabotage shots collaged with some straight "SOOC" imagery, then mirrored and layered in panels and edge treatments.
The iPhone 6 doesn't do night shots very well but in this case the lights on the trees and the reflections on the marble and in the windows provided just enough for this image to be useful.
Image created Jan 4, 2018
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