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This image was created in the fraction of a second but took a while to prepare and get right. I set up 2 flash guns on a stand further up the tunnel fitting a blue gel to one flash and an orange to the other. Andy then vaped the smoke to provide the atmosphere for the shot. All it required then was to open the shutter and for me to leap into the air in pitch darkness and fire the flashguns with the remote trigger in my hand, job done.
It took quite a few attempts to get the positioning of the jump just right so the flash didn't fire directly into the lens and blow out the exposure so I was delighted to finally get a shot that worked exactly to plan. Straight out of camera shot done in one exposure.(Olympus EM-1 mk2 7-14mm f/2.8 pro 5secs f/6.3 @ 12mm)
"Today, we're starting classes. Here is today's Math lesson: "There is a fine line that divides the numerator from the denominator, but only a fraction of people will get this."
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A fraction of the feeder, and we find the rare sight of two hummers eating side by side.
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Scale is everything. Some snowflake are fractions of a millimeter, some are giants. This one? Well, it lets you see the difference!
The large snowflake, from left to right-most edges measures just under 1cm in diameter – pretty much as big as they come! The smaller ones are remarkably smaller – one is obvious in the lower left, but can you find all four smaller crystals in this image? One is incredibly hard to locate. A Where’s Waldo search in a snowflake!
These large crystals are incredibly rare. When snowflakes get this big, their fragility dramatically increases. Only the most stable, calm air can create them. Every time I have encountered a snowflake this large, it was when there was no weather forecast calling for snow, and nothing on the radar. During this shoot, it was actually sunny outside! Thankfully the place where I photograph snowflakes was in shade, but consider this an odd “sun shower” of snow.
The real beauty of a large crystal like this is the puzzle-piece connections in the middle of the snowflake. Some branches grow faster to fill in empty space, and most of the pockets of open air eventually get completely covered by crystal growth. If there is an open space in the middle of the snowflake, air and water vapour can pass through this space, allowing the crystals to grow further and further into it until there is almost no space left.
This snowflake was photographed at only 2.2:1 magnification, whereas most of my snowflakes are shot at much smaller sizes: 5x and beyond. If you encounter a behemoth of a snowflake such as this, you’d only need a regular macro lens on a micro fourth thirds camera, or a set of extension tubes on a larger-sensor camera to make magic. No specialized lenses beyond this! Sad that they are so rare, but they are easy to shoot in terms of equipment.
For all of my snowflake photographs, I use a ring flash. It allows me to change the angle of the camera to change the angle of light in a run-and-gun type scenario, where time is incredibly important. Get the right angle with this diffuse light source, and you’ll get the surface of the snowflake to send “glare” back to the camera. That’s what makes it shine here. What ring flash should you choose? Rather than recommend the Canon MR-14EX II, I’d point people towards the Yongnuo YN-14EX: www.bhphotovideo.com/c/product/1125848-REG/yongnuo_yn_14e... . A fraction of the cost and every bit as good. If you shoot Nikon, I just recently learned that K&F Concept have a ring flash that appears to contain Xenon flash tubes instead of LEDs, and I’ll be getting one soon to test it out and confirm personally: www.kentfaith.com/KF22.008_kf150-ttl-flash-macro-ring-lit...
The Nikon flash is especially interesting because Nikon doesn’t even make a ring flash, and the only other one is a pricey Sigma model. Regardless of e-TTL or iTTL, these flashes can be operated in manual mode on ANY camera body – I’ve used my ring flashes on all types of Lumix bodies and they work just fine.
Want to learn more about the photography and science of snowflakes? Check out Sky Crystals, where you can buy either the book or the poster print: www.skycrystals.ca/
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Waste Management's Wheeling division is home for this unit, as well as two other identical models. These three units make up a small fraction of their automated front loaders with the others being mounted on either a Mack LEU or Autocar ACX.
20230204_0086_7D2-150 Just a fraction of the kites
Kite Day at New Brighton Beach today. 34°C in the city, a little cooler at the seaside, but thousands on the beach and hundreds of kites!
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A fraction of my huge bonsai of Wisteria, that last April for the very first time blossomed completely, instead of the few flower clusters as in the previous years.
A flowering of a bonsai is always a special event and may need many years of patience. This tree is about 30 years.
Photographed in contre-jour at sunset in my garden. There's a bumblebee, hiding from my camera.
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now I just need a huge design wall to figure out the layout! I'm not even sure I have a floor big enough.
“It must be admitted that a very large fraction of our time was spent in dressing and undressing. We were forever changing our clothes, a custom that necessitated travelling with a mountain of luggage.” – Lady Cynthia Asquith (English writer and socialite).
The theme for “Smile on Saturday” for the 27th of November is “bags and suitcases”. Anyone who follows my photostream knows that I love and collect 1:12 size miniatures which I photograph in realistic scenes. The artifice of recreating in minute detail items in 1:12 scale always amazes me, and it’s amazing how the eye can be fooled. In this case, pardon the pun, I have a range of luggage, set in a scene outside an English country railway station in the 1920s, judging by the stylised L.N.E.R. advertisement in the background. The pieces of luggage include suitcases, a portmanteau, a travel de necessaire, a gladstone bag, two hat boxes a purse and a beaded handbag. All pieces except the beaded bag are made of leather, and all are artisan miniatures made, and in some cases aged, by hand.
The blue travel de necessaire (small travelling case) and its matching hatbox on which the straw hat decorated with ribbon, flowers and feathers is sitting are 1:12 artisan miniatures and made of blue kid leather which is so soft to the touch, and small metal handles, clasps and ornamentation. They have been purposely worn around their edges to give them age. The brown leather hatbox at the back against which the brown and gold umbrella is leaning is also a 1:12 artisan miniature and unlike the blue pieces, it is made to open and be fully functional and has a cream satin lining. All three pieces come from Doreen Jeffries’ Small Wonders Miniatures in England.
The gladstone bag in the foreground, the white and brown leather portmanteau and the large brown suitcase in the background are also made of deliberately aged leather with metal buckles and clips. The red handbag on top of the blue hat box is also a hand-made artisan piece of soft red kid leather, with a gold chain strap. All these pieces I acquired from The Dolls’ House Shop in the United Kingdom.
The beaded handbag is also a 1:12 artisan miniature. Hand crocheted, it is interwoven with antique blue glass beads that are two millimetres in diameter. The beads of the handle are three millimetres in length. It came from an online specialist store on E-Bay.
The taupe knitting (essential for a long railway journey) on the two long pins that serve as knitting needles is properly knitted and cast on. It was hand made by Mrs. Denton of Muffin Lodge in the United Kingdom.
The two furled 1920s umbrellas with the luggage are all 1:12 artisan pieces made of silk, with handles made from painted wood. There is also a gilt walking stick featuring a deer’s head for a handle, also a hand made artisan piece. They come from specialist artisan miniature makers in England.
The straw hat decorated with ribbon, faux silk flowers and white feathers was made by an unknown artisan and acquired from Doreen Jeffries’ Small Wonders Miniatures in England. The white straw Panama, also hand made, was acquired from a seller on E-Bay selling off part of their miniatures collection. 1:12 size miniature hats made to such exacting standards of quality and realism are often far more expensive than real hats are. When you think that it would sit comfortably on the tip of your index finger, yet it could cost in excess of $150.00 or £100.00, it is an extravagance. American artists seem to have the monopoly on this skill and some of the hats that I have seen or acquired over the years are remarkable.
British miniature artisan Ken Blythe was famous in miniature collectors’ circles mostly for the miniature books that he made: all being authentically replicated 1:12 scale miniatures of real volumes. I have quite a large representation of Ken Blythe’s work in my collection. However, he did not make books exclusively. He also made other small pieces like the two 1920s railway travel posters pinned to the wall in the background. The one on the left advertises travelling to the east coast via L.N.E.R., whilst the one on the right advertises the Flying Scotsman express train. To create something so authentic to the original in such detail and so clearly, really does make these miniature artisan pieces. Ken Blythe’s work is highly sought after by miniaturists around the world today and command high prices at auction for such tiny pieces, particularly now that he is no longer alive. I was fortunate enough to acquire pieces from Ken Blythe prior to his death about four years ago and through his estate courtesy of the generosity of his daughter and son-in-law. His legacy will live on with me and in my photography which I hope will please his daughter.
My Summary Notes
This painting has involved me timewise more than other recent works. That is mostly because I never know what to expect when I start a picture. It evolves through an abstract and almost automatic network of lines which gradually leads me further into development of planes, colors, shapes and eventually into a coherent composition as well as some kind of oblique narrative elements as, for example, some suggestions of a recent trip to Egypt.
In reviewing the most recent phase I think adding the large figure element has helped a great deal to develop a foreground, middle ground and background. I'm always trying to make space in a picture even though I like to make strong two dimensional patterning as well. I draw strong inspiration from Picasso and Braque's Cubist paintings, German Expressionist painters like August Macke and to some extent from Ernst Ludwig Kirchner as well as French painters Robert Delaunay and Jacques Villon. Also the Italian Futurists like Boccioni and Carrá as well as many others of the European Modernist painting tradition.
Now I am at the phase of adjusting chromatic colors, brightening and muting as I deem fit. I found that the painting was way too cold in overall surface appeal. For that reason I have introduced warmer tones, especially yellows, oranges and browns to counter the blues, gray greens and violets. I'm also seeking to create some surprises or disruptions in the whole scheme of things, like the Klee-like patterning developing at the top of the picture. I like how the added warm zones begin to add some kind of fractioning of the surface into zones of varying temperatures of color.
It's hard to tell when I will finish, but I will continue posting progressive changes and notes which I hope you may find interesting in gaining some insight into my working process.
For a fraction of a second, through the four edges of the photo, I shared a moment with a stranger. I wonder if anything interesting flashed in his mind at that moment.
Zuiko 28/2.8, Neopan 1600
Vancouver, Canada
December, 2008
I see thousand little frames, in a fraction of a minute
Every shade, every light, every sight so minute
What eyes see alas ! is not what I see
What I see alas ! is not what you see.
Eyes that behold a thousand dreams, so vivid
Every thought, every emotion, every desire, so vivid
Alas ! belongs to one tiny frame in a fraction of a minute
Still my thoughts, emotions, desire are so myself, though so minute
Eyes, window of my soul, see what I wish to see
I see in your eyes, reflection of my deep self, I wish to see
Eyes, devoid of light ponder the vision of light
In the light of the day, when I am open, partly blind, partly visible, for my soul
- Anuj Nair
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Corniglia is a frazione ("fraction") of the commune of Vernazza in the province of La Spezia, Liguria, northern Italy. Unlike the other localities of the Cinque Terre, Corniglia is not directly adjacent to the sea. Instead, it is on the top of a promontory about 100 metres high, surrounded on three sides by vineyards and terraces and the fourth side descends steeply to the sea. To reach Corniglia, it is necessary to climb the Lardarina, a long brick flight of steps composed of 33 flights with 382 steps or, otherwise follow a vehicular road that, from the station, leads to the village. Sometimes a small bus runs up and down here.
The village stretches along the main road, Fieschi Road, and the houses have one side facing this road and the other facing the sea. Corniglia is characterised by narrow roads and a terrace obtained in the rock from which all other four Cinque Terre's villages, two on one side and two on the other, can be seen. The town planning structure presents also original characteristics compared to those of the other villages: the houses are lower set, and only more recently higher, similar to those of the villages of the hinterland.
Corniglia is mentioned in a famous novella of Giovanni Boccaccio's Decameron and in the novel The Invisible Circus by Jennifer Egan.
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Fraction of the universe - immaculate autumn reflection in the placid water of Hársas Lake.
Date: October 10, 2020 16:17
Temperature: 19°C (66°F)
The fraction of a second between landing and then taking off!
Photo taken in Okinawa, Japan.
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Bee's are fascinating me at the moment, there are so many different types and all heavily laden with different coloured pollen hanging form their legs. Not an easy task to capture but these tend to linger a fraction longer for a shot !
Yeap it also have 2 brllz.
Bolt action sniper rifle with somesort of 9mm SMG.
And dont ask how its work, It just work, trust me im designer ;p
I Have green/olive version of it on my Photostream, just click and u have it, im to lazy to link it ;)
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On a tour through a fraction of Thingvellir national park, this crack in the landscape that stretches a few miles long has formed over millions of years due to tectonic plates shifting below the earth's surface.
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The Salinas de Janubio, are large salt pans. Lots of sea salt was prepared in many areas on the Canaries in years gone by drying out the sea water under the hot sun. The salt here was used for preserving the fish caught off the shores. The salt it produced would also have been used in the curing of meat and domestic products, as well as the treatment of hides. This continues to be the only commercial salt works on the island, although the amount produces these days is only a fraction of what was produced in the past.
Her fragile fractions are worth of a Flemish Master.
We were wondering that day along the pier in Havana - slow afternoon, rather lonely finally we entered the big empty kindergarten playground with futuristic, colorful, sort of late 50's concrete installations. Soon a bunch of kids of different age appear - between them two girls (the oldest of the gang - around 12 - its hard to guess) They were both dress in velvet outfits with this typical Latin permission to identify "night club like" outfit with elegance. They happily posed for us. I do not remember they names.
INGREDIENT:
ok...hard to write all the scattered memories, feelings, or whatever shit you see and feel in a blink ...in just a fraction of a second of closed eyes... of darkness...like the last moment of your life in a falling plane...just a blink...
black soup is not a photo or lack of light. it's a soup full of... possibly random wasteful thoughts... maybe emptiness, joy, grief ,childish excitement , simple sighs, ignorance, time ... and whatever we add into it.... a soup for nobody, nobody................ but...wait a minute... look at there... see what is written on the wall:
¨Plus les positions des gens que j’ai présentes à l’esprit sont nombreuses pendent que je réfléchis sur une question donnée et mieux je puis imaginer comment je me sentirais si j’étais à leur place, plus forte sera ma capacité de pensée représentative et plus valide seront mes conclusions finales, mon opinion. C’est cette aptitude à une mentalité élargie , qui rend les hommes capable de juger¨ (Arendt, Vérité et politique :307)
my my oh my...passing by, scratching the fingers on the toughness of that wall , i'm providing " BLOOD", the first ingredient. dreams are rushing in, long enough to be enclosed in a blink, enough to please the wandering soul momentarily...
"ok cut...I said cut...we don't need more blood for the soup...time for a break for all..." he said.
he's going to the darkness tent. stars are falling ...the whole night is falling in the soup while it's boiling...he knows he has too much to do even after death. life is too long and he has just the time of a blink...memories bring nothing but tears of happy and sad ...he adds them to the soup...what else?!...a little picture of the moon, a little rage of the century a little wasted time, a little past, a little future, a little wicked souls, a little regret, a little numbness, a little you, a little fact , alittle fantasy....time is getting over...
now the last ingredient... Black Ladybird...she's gone.
opens his eyes. nobody's around.............
........under the moon light...she stole my camera when I went away for a cigarette...
please comeback! promise not to use you in the soup...bring back my camera love! bring it back... I fall at your feet!...take me with you...........................
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DMC43/Donna is a first class photographer and I always look forward to seeing the beautiful images she shares of her world. Her flowers are superb, as most of you will know. They are usually featured in Explore on a daily basis :-)
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(Title quote: Denise Levertov)
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Blinked for Fractions•
Lightning illuminates memories of Tokyo•
Tokens of sweat and plumage•
Dissolve into laughter lines•
Credited with a sympathetic vote•
Smooth.
The kudos, the kudos.
Hard time up•
Scream the physical form•
That forces itself through these dawn lights•
Neon chased.
And I watch them silently.
Watching this•
Watching each other•
eyes glazed.
Through Tokyo nights•
Astounded•
And amazed.
Nikon F301 + 50mm 1.8
Kodak Portra 400
Hoya/Itorex lens filters, light leak
Unretouched lab scan
ODC Fraction
I am learning about fractals and this is one that I made in Frax. According to the measurement at the bottom of the screen it is 84%. Eighty-four Percent equates to 21/25. Maybe one day I'll figure out what it all means, but until I do I'm having a great time making them!
Geologische breuk. De diagonale lijn op de foto verwijst naar de deelstreep van een rekenkundige breuk zoals 1/2.
Er zijn ook een paar nogal ondiepe kolkgaatjes.
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Geological fault. The diagonal line in the picture refers to the division line of an arithmetic fraction like 1/2. The Dutch word ‘breuk’ means both fault and fraction.
There are also some rather undeep kolks.
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Sometimes, it's good to feel uncomfortable because it's a small fraction of a glimpse of what others go through all their lives. I was relieved on Tues. night that Alabama didn't elect a pedophile but that was largely thanks to women and men of color who voted for Doug Jones. White people by and large still voted for the pedophile, Roy Moore.
The Women's Rights ancestry in this country has unfortunately a history of wanting rights for white women and excluding women of color. Susan B. Anthony herself was racist even when Frederick Douglass made an effort to reach out to her on a human level. And now, buried in the same cemetery at Mount Hope in the city where I grew up (Rochester, NY), I imagine them comparing notes on the revolution and progression of this country and how we're still held back.
Not all white people but many white people are still holding us back in a big way. They hold us back in the way they vote. They hold us back in their lack of kindness and empathy. They hold us back in how they pander and condescend to minority voters when they need them and throw them out like trash when it comes to actual policies that represent all of their constituents, not just the NRA lobbyists or the corporate billionaires. And, in doing so, they hold the vast majority of Americans back, regardless of race or gender and we all suffer.
I've gone to quite a few protests in my day. I was so excited to move to the big city of Chicago back in 2001 because I wanted to be able to see more bands play and go to more museums and be part of artistic communities. Then, 911 happened and I found myself spending most of my energy protesting the Iraq war. Do you remember My Grief Is NOT a Cry For War? Yeah, I was one of those people and still am. Remember Not in My Name? I still feel that way.
But, as someone who has been to both well attended and poorly attended protests against war, public education budget cuts, and racism, the Women's March of 2017 was a new high for me. I had never seen over 250, 000+ people gathered at the same time all to support women's' rights. And, although the movement may have taken awhile to gain momentum and we've certainly lost so many civil rights with the Trump administration for so many humans, the most recent call to action from women speaking out against sexual abuse, rape, and overall power tripping sexism and misogyny is honestly something I have never before seen in my lifetime. Suddenly, men, even politicians, are starting to be careful of what they say and do....we still haven't hold Trump accountable but I do believe it's coming.
So, I was elated when I walked in the streets with so many women from so many backgrounds in my city, all united with their male friends, fathers, brothers, and partners with them in support last January and I hope that it's even bigger this year because we have some things to celebrate but we also have some things to mourn and work still needs to be done.
But, back to that photo...you know, the photo I was going to tell you about. It's the photo I deleted. The photo was of a Black Woman and she was holding up a sign she had written on and the sign said, in bold letters WHITE WOMEN VOTED FOR TRUMP. She wasn't the only one, either. I read an article about someone seeing this sign at either the same or a different rally. And, while there's an organization called Women For Trump headed by a white woman that for some reason CNN continues to interview, I wanted this day to be about empowerment and about women coming together. I wanted to give Susan B. Anthony the finger. I wanted to taunt her ghost. I wanted to tell her we'd come so far and that race no longer mattered, that women were stronger together, walking the streets.
Susan B. Anthony's ghost continues to laugh in my face. Even worse, I censored myself. I found that same woman in the 7,000+ photos I took during the march but I deleted the shot of her with that sign up because I felt that message was divisive and, to be blunt, it made me really uncomfortable. Why should I feel bad? I didn't vote for Trump! I support many children who are minorities! I give to charity every month! I wouldn't even vote for Hillary Clinton because she called Black People "Super predators" and I didn't want anyone like that in office. So, why should I feel bad? I felt bad because it's true, because I have white shame. And, over the months I've realized that Susan B. Anthony's ghost and I still will continue to spar. I've also come to terms with the fact that I do have white privilege and that it's ok to be uncomfortable and to be depressed because again, think of the men and women who have violence enacted on them every day by the system and by the police because of the color of their skin. My discomfort is laughable.
Tuesday, Susan B. Anthony was laughing again. She was laughing because white women continue to do the wrong thing. They continue to vote for pedophiles and against the progress of this country. The only people who really seem to want a truly great America are people of color and, if I could make a wish it is that we have only women of color in every government office position at every level for the next couple of hundred years. It's their time to be represented/ My guess is that America would be much better for it. We've already seen what the white man will do and it's pretty atrocious...isn't the definition of insanity doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results? It's time to acknowledge our collective insanity. Even though I believe Russia interfered in our election, we have to acknowledge that there's a racist tumor in the heads of many Americans like a deadly snake and it is making our whole country suffer. There is a partial American flag visible in the top right hand of the frame and that's pretty symbolic because there's only a small fraction of Americans represented by their elected officials at this time.
So, to Susan B. Anthony, I still think Frederick Douglass was the better human than you and, perhaps even more so, Anna Murray-Douglass his wife deserves to be more famous than you ever became as an early civil rights activist.
It's hard to admit our heroes were racist but, then again, we can always get new heroes.
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