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Another redo of a photograph I posted many years ago . Its from a trip I made to Zanzibar back in 2004. I loved these colourful women on the white beach atf Pwani Mchangani in Eastern Zanzibar. They are wearing the traditional Kangas . It was easy enough to photograph them as they were on the beach every day at low tide collecting seaweed which was used as a fertiliser . They obviously thought I was unbelievable funny
Of all the places I have been too Zanzibar is the most exotic . The white sands the smell of spices and the incredible fertility of the Island it was unbelievably verdant
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Up on Derwent Edge in the Peak District, the weathered stones take on some strange shapes. This one is popularly known as the Cakes of Bread - it's one of 3 or 4 similar ones standing in a row but at annoying spaces that didn't look great in a collective shot. Definitely a she I think. And struck me as being a rather comical, and now petrified, invading giant.
Detail from-
Volkmar Haase-'Skulptur Fruchtbarkeitsschrein' (steel, 1968)
Berlin-Zehlendorf
Rolleicord Va
Fomapan 200
Adox Rodinal 1+50
One consequence of what I have said recently would be to completely withdraw from my digital existence. It is not necessarily the recognition (that sweet poison :) that makes me post my pictures here, nor is it to proselytize (although I do feel like I am on a mission), but because I see myself as a creative person—and this platform as my window to the world. Perhaps I am a little too open and much of what I say actually belongs to the most intimate private sphere—I will work on that—
but
no musician writes music not to be heard,
no author writes a book not to be read,
and no one lights a light only to put it under a stool.
Detail from-
Volkmar Haase-'Skulptur Fruchtbarkeitsschrein' (steel, 1968)
Berlin-Zehlendorf
Rolleicord Va
Fomapan 200
Adox Rodinal 1+50
Queue for a cut of Saint John cake and a little bit Moscatell (muscat) wine, keeping tradition.
Vilallonga de Ter, Ripollès, Girona, Catalunya.
ENGLISH
The Feast of Sant Joan celebrates the start of the summer. It is the longest day of the year and what is known as the Summer Solstice in England. It is one of the most important feast days for Catalans and is celebrated throughout Catalonia. The idea is that on the night of Saint John, the sun reaches its highest point, before beginning to drop. The sun is seen as a symbol of fertility and wealth, and so it must be given strength. The strength is provided by bonfires and fireworks lit throughout Catalonia for Saint John.
This image is from the Harry Clarke Studios, and can be seen in Ballinrobe, Co. Mayo.
Today, 1st February, is St Brigid’s Day a National Holiday in Ireland,. It has its origins in the Celtic festival of Imbolc, a festival of fertility, marking the beginning of spring in Ireland, signalling an end to the darkness of winter and welcoming in a new season of hope and growth.
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PRIMFEED: Fertility Dance
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The sun was bleeding its last light through the tangled canopy of the jungle of the Blacked Tribe, casting a golden haze across the sacred sands. Djumbe drum beat low like the pulse of the earth itself—steady, ancient, calling the spirits awake.
She came barefoot across the white sands, hips swaying like the tall reeds by the river, her skin painted with ochre and ash, her golden chains rattling softly with each step. She is a slave girl born of the outer clans and mix blood, gifted to the Panther Prince as tribute—no, as offering.
The fertility stone loomed before her—smooth, obsidian black, veined with silver streaks from the earth’s own womb. Around it were carved the shapes of leaping antelope and hunters locked in eternity. It was here the ancestors whispered.
The slave knelt, her breath shallow, heart thundering with purpose. She bowed low, her forehead pressed to the hot stone. She didn’t speak—words were too small. Instead, she *danced.*
Her limbs moved with grace born of devotion and desperation. The chains on her hips clinked in rhythm to the low drumming that seemed to rise from the earth. She arched, spun, and let her body become the prayer—the plea.
"Great Mother Inkosazana," she finally whispered, voice raw, "I am your vessel. Let me carry the seed of your chosen son."
The Panther Prince—warrior of storms, killer of wildebeests, and bearer of the Blacked Tribe mysterious Hystera Herbs—had taken her under the moon only nights before. But no child stirred yet in her belly. Not yet. The tribe said her womb must be accepted first by the goddess.
She raised her hands to the statue, breasts bare, tattooed with the sacred runes of submission. The firelight painted her skin with gold, and her shadow danced like a spirit beside her.
“I bleed for the tribe. I open to the bloodline. Let my womb be your cradle.”
Behind her, the wind stirred. No one watched, but every spirit did.
Far in the jungle, a panther roared.
And somewhere deep inside, she felt it—a warmth blooming low and slow, like the breath of the goddess herself answering.
**Tonight, the ancestors would listen.**
Only through extreme (some would say over the top) processing could I bring out the sunrays in the sky, which to me was necessary to create the fairy tale like atmosphere of the place and the moment. The field is sloping slightly up to the right which may deceive you into thinking that the horizon is not straight.
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The Sanctuary of Truth is a magnificent temple in Pattaya, Thailand, that stands as a tribute to traditional Thai architecture and craftsmanship. The temple is entirely made of wood, with intricate carvings depicting various Hindu and Buddhist deities, as well as ancient Thai mythological figures. The construction of the Sanctuary of Truth began in 1981 and is still ongoing. The temple covers an area of over two hectares and is over 100 meters tall. It was designed by a local businessman named Lek Viriyaphant. The Sanctuary of Truth is not affiliated with any specific religion, but rather serves as a symbol of the unity of all religions and beliefs. It is a peaceful and tranquil place where visitors can reflect and appreciate the beauty of Thai culture and tradition. The Sanctuary of Truth also serves as a cultural and educational center. It hosts various workshops and events throughout the year, aimed at promoting traditional Thai arts and crafts. In Thai culture, goddesses are often depicted with bare breasts as a symbol of fertility, abundance and caring. This is a common motif in many Asian cultures and also appears in Indian and Balinese art, for example.
The left hall in the Sanctuary of Truth is an impressive wooden structure that resembles a cathedral. The hall has an imposing height of about 30 meters and is decorated with numerous statues and sculptures depicting Thai mythology and history. With high arches, vaults and elaborate carvings, it is reminiscent of Gothic architecture. Built using traditional woodworking techniques, the hall has over 100 beautiful carvings and sculptures depicting various aspects of Buddhism, Hindu mythology, and Thai culture. It represents the birth of life and humanity. It contains statues and sculptures depicting the creation of humanity, the earth and the cosmos. It is a fascinating place to visit for anyone interested in Thai culture and history, and who appreciate the beauty of traditional woodworking and architecture. There are images of gods and goddesses, Buddhist teachings and symbols of life and nature. Another interesting feature of the interior of the left hall is the large central atrium, which is lit by a skylight. This atrium serves as a kind of sanctuary, where visitors can meditate. In general, the inside of the left hall is a wonderful example of the rich Thai culture and history, and the wood carving techniques used to create it are very impressive.
The Sanctuary of Truth is een prachtige tempel in Pattaya, Thailand, die een eerbetoon is aan de traditionele Thaise architectuur en vakmanschap. De tempel is volledig gemaakt van hout, met ingewikkeld houtsnijwerk dat verschillende hindoeïstische en boeddhistische godheden uitbeeldt, evenals oude Thaise mythologische figuren. In de Thaise cultuur worden godinnen vaak afgebeeld met blote borsten als symbool van vruchtbaarheid, overvloed en zorgzaamheid. De bouw van het Sanctuary of Truth begon in 1981 en is nog steeds aan de gang. De tempel heeft een oppervlakte van ruim twee hectare en is meer dan 100 meter hoog. Het is ontworpen door een lokale zakenman genaamd Lek Viriyaphant. The Sanctuary of Truth is niet gelieerd aan een specifieke religie, maar dient eerder als een symbool van de eenheid van alle religies en overtuigingen. Het is een vredige en rustige plek waar bezoekers de schoonheid van de Thaise cultuur en traditie kunnen overdenken en waarderen. De linker hal in de Sanctuary of Truth is een indrukwekkende houten structuur die lijkt op een kathedraal. Met hoge bogen, gewelven en uitgebreide houtsnijwerk versieringen doet dit denken aan gotische architectuur. Het vertegenwoordigt de geboorte van het leven en de mensheid. Het bevat beelden en sculpturen die de schepping van de mensheid, de aarde en de kosmos weergeven. Het is een fascinerende plek om te bezoeken voor iedereen die geïnteresseerd is in de Thaise cultuur en geschiedenis, en die de schoonheid van traditionele houtbewerking en architectuur waarderen. Er zijn afbeeldingen van goden en godinnen, boeddhistische leerstellingen en symbolen van het leven en de natuur. Een ander interessant kenmerk van de binnenkant van de linker hal is het grote centrale atrium, dat wordt verlicht door een dakraam. Dit atrium dient als een soort van heiligdom, waar bezoekers kunnen mediteren en ontspannen
Open that up !!! it' s full with seeds of luck and health.
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Granaatappels staan symbool voor vruchtbaarheid vanwege hun vele zaden, maar ook voor de dood vanwege de rode kleur van het binnenste van de vrucht.
De Griekse godin Persephone werd gedwongen elk half jaar naar de Hades terug te keren omdat ze zes granaatappelzaden had gegeten.
In de Bijbel (Tenach of Oude Testament) wordt de granaatappel vaak genoemd. In het Hooglied worden bijvoorbeeld de wangen van de vrouw vergeleken met een granaatappel.
Granaatappels zijn een bron van kalium en vitamine C, maar vooral van polyfenolen. Wetenschappelijk onderzoek heeft aangetoond dat ze 3 à 4 maal zo veel polyfenolen bevatten als rode wijn, druivensap of groene thee
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Pomegranates stand for fertility symbol because of their many seeds, but also for the death because of the red color of the interior of the fruit.
The Greek goddess Persephone was forced to return to Hades every six months because she had eaten six pomegranate seeds.
In the Bible (Tanach or Old Testament), the pomegranate is often called. In the Song of Songs, for example, the woman's cheeks as compared to a pomegranate.
Pomegranates are a source of potassium and vitamin C, but particularly of polyphenols. Scientific research has shown that they contain 3 to 4 times as many polyphenols as red wine, grape juice or green tea
Snake's Head Fritillary | Fritillaria meleagris | Liliaceae
Explored on 11th June 2017 #06
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Bolivia
"Cholitas", Bolivian women wearing long braids and a bowler hat balanced on his head.
In 1849, upon request of the British army, the Bowler brothers invented a small round felt hat. The aim was to protect the head of gamekeepers from lower branches when they were in the forests of the kingdom. The hat was found in the luggage of British engineers when they went to build the railroad in Bolivia. Legend says that a trader selling at lost to the Bolivian men, proposed those hats to Bolivians women, assuring them that the bowler hat would bring them great fertility. This is how the "Bombín", colonial accessory, has become integrated in the culture of the country.
Excerpt from www.nfm.go.kr/user/bbs/english/17/469/bbsDataView/23209.d...:
Most Jangseung (Village Guardian Posts) and Sotdae (Sacred Poles) stand at the village entrance. The posts are believed to drive off evil spirits, illness or catastrophe that could enter the village, and the duck perched up on a such a pole symbolizes abundance and fertility. The posts protect the village with glaring eyes and the ever-watchful duck on the sacred pole cries with a thunderous roar.
Symbol of fertility an wealth.
Wünsche Euch für das neue Jahr alles, was der Granatapfel symbolisiert.
Bolivia
"Cholitas", Bolivian women wearing long braids and a bowler hat balanced on his head.
In 1849, upon request of the British army, the Bowler brothers invented a small round felt hat. The aim was to protect the head of gamekeepers from lower branches when they were in the forests of the kingdom. The hat was found in the luggage of British engineers when they went to build the railroad in Bolivia. Legend says that a trader selling at lost to the Bolivian men, proposed those hats to Bolivians women, assuring them that the bowler hat would bring them great fertility. This is how the "Bombín", colonial accessory, has become integrated in the culture of the country.
EXPLORE Worthy, Challenge #33 - FANTASY
after: Jeannette Woitzik
Textures Only ~ Competition #156
Source image with thanks to ~Brenda-Starr~
texture by SkeletalMess
texture by Pareeerica
model is the Marcus Ranum
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background by Moonchilde-Stock
"One is constantly reminded of the infinite lavishness and fertility of Nature—inexhaustible abundance amid what seems enormous waste. And yet when we look into any of her operations that lie within reach of our minds, we learn that no particle of her material is wasted or worn out. It is eternally flowing from use to use, beauty to yet higher beauty; and we soon cease to lament waste and death, and rather rejoice and exult in the imperishable, unspendable wealth of the universe."
— John Muir
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Necropolis Gully Fertility as stone
The only sound in the deep quiet of the crevice was the crunch of my boots on the debris-strewn ground. Towering stone walls, draped in vibrant green moss, rose on either side, making me feel like an intruder in a forgotten tomb. My matte-black suit, a product of a future this place could never have imagined, felt profane against the ancient rock.
Then I saw it: a weathered, silent figure standing in the path. It was a statue of a woman, carved from the same stone as the gully but shaped with clear intent. Moss crept up its base and clung to its form like a second skin. This impossible artifact, an architectural anomaly in this raw, natural fissure, stopped me. My steady, determined posture belied the storm of questions raging in my mind. The statue stared forward with blank, unseeing eyes, a silent witness to a history I had just stumbled into. My mission was to find my crew, but this place, this silent, stone woman, was a new, unexpected variable in an equation I couldn't begin to solve.
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I've noticed Mistletoe growing increasingly in UK trees, so I read up about it and learnt that it's due in part to an influx of continental blackcaps from Germany that have started overwintering in Britain, with many thousands now spending their winters here.
'Blackcaps are migratory warblers that are becoming regular winter visitors to our bird tables. Berries, including those of mistletoe, are an essential part of their diet. On eating the white flesh of the mistletoe berry, the birds wipe their bills on twigs and branches, leaving behind the seed. If the seed is deposited on a host tree and manages to take hold, a mistletoe plant might germinate on the branch. It seems that blackcaps are more efficient at spreading mistletoe seeds than other birds, such as the mistle thrush, which also feed on the berries.' - www.woodlandtrust.org.uk/blog/2018/12/where-does-mistleto....
'According to the Anglo-Saxons, kissing under the mistletoe was connected to the legend of Freya, Norse Goddess of love, beauty and fertility. According to legend, a man had to kiss any young girl who, without realizing it, found herself accidentally under a sprig of mistletoe hanging from the ceiling.' www.thewhitegoddess.co.uk/articles/mythology_folklore/mis....
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