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Anima Series 5
Sitting No. 190
Lismore NSW 2018
Model: Naomi Grant
Humility is a very useful quality that allows us to balance the often powerful influence of our ego. The key word here being ‘balance’.
As C S Lewis once said, ‘humility is not thinking less of yourself, it is thinking of yourself less’.
Humility provides a means of seeing beyond our periphery and thereby not obsessing about our own concerns, or being blinded by desire. It is a more grounded, down to earth view that looks outward at the world rather than always inward.
This is not to suggest we should ignore the inner workings of our hearts or minds but simply, like all things, we need to balance between our inner and outer worlds.
In the age of the selfie stick, we risk being drawn into narcissistic habits where our lack of a balanced perspective exposes us to seemingly greater shock – when in truth it is simply our bubble bursting at the slightest touch.
Humility is this balanced perspective.
Agfa Box 44 from 1930s
expired Kodak Portra 160, pushed two stops
Inspired by the movie 'Wings of desire' and its remake 'City of angels', I wanted to do this project for a long time. I even started it some time ago as self-portraits wearing long, leather, black jacket:
www.flickr.com/photos/toguko/4741327405/
But this time, I thought I would do something different. I think the use of the traditional, red, Chinese dress was more for the visual reasons in the beginning. Then I started to think what I wanted to show in this project. And the word 'nostalgia' came to my mind in a natural way - the use of an old camera, expired films, dress from another era, showing longing for the past. But when I developed the films, I was disappointed with the results. I was hoping they would look like old photographs. The colours came out more vivid than when using normal kodak portra 160 (perhaps because mine was expired and pushed two stops when developed). I felt that this is not what I wanted and also that it is not really my style. I guess I had some expectations about the whole thing.
And then I thought that I did the best I could, given the tools I have at the moment (I had to sell all my equipment for personal reasons and only kept my grandfather's camera for sentimental reasons and was left with few boxes of kodak portra 160 that I didn't sell) and that the final results were actually not up to me. I felt that this was a great lesson of humility, letting go, diminishing my ego and expectations, trying to deal with my 'control freak' and perfectionist side. So my new idea for the name of this project is 'humility', for the reasons above but also because of the small figure in the vastness of the landscapes (universe) as I am trying to show how small and insignificant we all are.
The other thing I thought about is what does the model feel/experience. What is her perspective? I feel not many people think about that. So I asked her. She said that in the beginning, the posing didn't feel natural to her, she felt akward standing there looking at all these landscapes in front of her. But in later shots, she started to relax, closed her eyes and meditated.
Changed the name of the project to 'h&n' (for humility&nostalgia but also here&now).
I wonder what you think.
Agfa Box 44 from 1930s
expired Kodak Portra 160, pushed two stops
Inspired by the movie 'Wings of desire' and its remake 'City of angels', I wanted to do this project for a long time. I even started it some time ago as self-portraits wearing long, leather, black jacket:
www.flickr.com/photos/toguko/4741327405/
But this time, I thought I would do something different. I think the use of the traditional, red, Chinese dress was more for the visual reasons in the beginning. Then I started to think what I wanted to show in this project. And the word 'nostalgia' came to my mind in a natural way - the use of an old camera, expired films, dress from another era, showing longing for the past. But when I developed the films, I was disappointed with the results. I was hoping they would look like old photographs. The colours came out more vivid than when using normal kodak portra 160 (perhaps because mine was expired and pushed two stops when developed). I felt that this is not what I wanted and also that it is not really my style. I guess I had some expectations about the whole thing.
And then I thought that I did the best I could, given the tools I have at the moment (I had to sell all my equipment for personal reasons and only kept my grandfather's camera for sentimental reasons and was left with few boxes of kodak portra 160 that I didn't sell) and that the final results were actually not up to me. I felt that this was a great lesson of humility, letting go, diminishing my ego and expectations, trying to deal with my 'control freak' and perfectionist side. So my new idea for the name of this project is 'humility', for the reasons above but also because of the small figure in the vastness of the landscapes (universe) as I am trying to show how small and insignificant we all are.
The other thing I thought about is what does the model feel/experience. What is her perspective.
Changed the name of the project to 'h&n' (for humility&nostalgia but also here&now).
I wonder what you think.
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If anything is good for pounding humility into you permanently, it's the restaurant business.
Anthony Bourdain
Our neighborhood restaurant, The Hilltop.
We humans have a long history of expressing our gratitude to nature (and various supernatural controllers of nature) in elaborate ways. Preferring simplicity to complicated rituals rooted in humility-based superstition, this great blue heron gives some dap to the river that provides its daily sustenance.
Light as the air
The notion of being small
Is a marvel to behold
One may think big
Or may act flamboyant
To make it big in this world
It is not always the case
As lightness of being
And staying humble
To do things simply
To help and reach out to others
Are ways to live a meaningful life
The lightness of being
Is to stay happy, humble and true to oneself
TGIF dear friends! Enjoy your weekend! I will surely do, will keep it fun and simple! :)
Agfa Box 44 from 1930s
expired Kodak Portra 160, pushed two stops
Inspired by the movie 'Wings of desire' and its remake 'City of angels', I wanted to do this project for a long time. I even started it some time ago as self-portraits wearing long, leather, black jacket:
www.flickr.com/photos/toguko/4741327405/
But this time, I thought I would do something different. I think the use of the traditional, red, Chinese dress was more for the visual reasons in the beginning. Then I started to think what I wanted to show in this project. And the word 'nostalgia' came to my mind in a natural way - the use of an old camera, expired films, dress from another era, showing longing for the past. But when I developed the films, I was disappointed with the results. I was hoping they would look like old photographs. The colours came out more vivid than when using normal kodak portra 160 (perhaps because mine was expired and pushed two stops when developed). I felt that this is not what I wanted and also that it is not really my style. I guess I had some expectations about the whole thing.
And then I thought that I did the best I could, given the tools I have at the moment (I had to sell all my equipment for personal reasons and only kept my grandfather's camera for sentimental reasons and was left with few boxes of kodak portra 160 that I didn't sell) and that the final results were actually not up to me. I felt that this was a great lesson of humility, letting go, diminishing my ego and expectations, trying to deal with my 'control freak' and perfectionist side. So my new idea for the name of this project is 'humility', for the reasons above but also because of the small figure in the vastness of the landscapes (universe) as I am trying to show how small and insignificant we all are.
The other thing I thought about is what does the model feel/experience. What is her perspective? I feel not many people think about that. So I asked her. She said that in the beginning, the posing didn't feel natural to her, she felt awkward standing there looking at all these landscapes in front of her. But in later shots, she started to relax, closed her eyes and meditated.
Changed the name of the project to 'h&n' (for humility&nostalgia but also here&now).
Lily-of-the-Valley was my maternal Grandmother’s favourite flower, and when I see it, or hear it mentioned, I always think of her. She told me and showed me proudly in photographs, that she had Lily-of-the-Valley in her wedding bouquet during the Second World War. She used to use Yardley Lily-o-the-Valley soap and talc, and for a very special treat, their Lily-of-the-Valley bath salts. I never found out why she had Lily-of-the-Valley in her bridal bouquet. Born in January, it wasn’t her birth flower. Perhaps she chose them because of their sweet and light fragrance, which I do know she loved, or perhaps she also chose them for their meaning.
Floriography, commonly known as the “language of flowers”, was used as a means of coded communication through the use of flowers and floral arrangements. It allowed expression of feelings, sometimes unspoken ones, discreetly during a period when sharing ones feelings openly was not the done thing. Lily-of-the-Valley represents “a return to happiness”. Was my Grandmother trying to communicate the happiness she so dearly hoped for in her bridal bouquet?
The theme for “Smile on Saturday” for the 17th of October is “floriography”, so I chose Lily-of-the-Valley over my own preference for white roses in memory of my beloved maternal Grandmother, but also for its meaning. As the theme stipulates that my image must also “depict the meaning”, I have superimposed a partially transparent photo of a Lily-of-the-Valley that I took at the National Rhododendron Gardens in Melbourne’s Dandenong Ranges over the top of one of my maternal Grandparents’ wedding photos taken in London in 1942, where they look very happy. Sadly, my Grandmother’s bouquet featuring Lily-of-the-Valley only appears in formal studio portraits where the happy couple look far more serious, so I couldn’t use them for this challenge. Still, I hope you find this more happy photo of them on their wedding day on the steps of the church with wedding guests a suitable choice.
So, in Victorian times, Lily-of-the-Valley meant “a return to happiness.” In Germanic mythology, Lily-of-the-Valley are associated with the humility and purity of the virgin goddess Ostara. In Christian legend, Eve’s tears as she was expelled from the Garden of Eden turned into Lily-of-the-Valley. The Lily-of-the-Valley is also seen as a symbol of humility and a sign of Christ’s second coming.
Lily of the valley, Convallaria majalis, sometimes written lily-of-the-valley, is a woodland flowering plant with sweetly scented, pendent, bell-shaped white flowers borne in sprays in spring. It is native throughout the cool temperate Northern Hemisphere in Asia and Europe.
"If anything is good for pounding humility into you permanently, it's the restaurant business."
Anthony Bourdain
“Eat your vegetables, dammit. We care about you!”
Brenda Langton
Brenda and Tim are wrapping up their time at Spoonriver Restaurant in downtown Minneapolis this Friday, December 20, 2019. The restaurant will close and open up later in the spring under a new partnership between Minneapolis’ Birchwood Café and the Minnesota Farmers Union.
We will miss you! We used to live in the condo building that the restaurant was in and really enjoyed the great food and staff!!
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This is where I have my hair trimmed , he feels honored refuses to take money but I insist I give him Rs 50 / he returns Rs 35 back.
And I cant say anything to him as I am literally growing my hair that like this barber in all humility refuses to grow.
Because of the furrows of the kama matam , the ritual of cutting my head during Mohram , there is a bald patch in the front, but because I wear a turban most of the time it is not noticeable.
I used to wear the turban pathani style with the kulha but I stopped it there is a fear psychosis in society regarding people from the north west..and I have nothing to say.. a friend asked me whether I will ever visit Pakistan I said no never not for any reason simply I have no wander lust towards Muslim countries , I wont visit Saudi Arabia simply because my God lives In India and I am comfortably at home with him luckily my God is not under house arrest as he is out there.
I wont visit Iraq because if I do get a free ticket or a paid one I will give it to someone more deserving than me , yes my Hussain lives in India too... my birthplace is my Karbala too.My Hussainyat begins here and ends her too..without being restricted by visa emigration or geographical boundaries.
Glenn wants me to come to Manhattan , but I am happier in my own country and I am not into travel photography, and yes I prefer shooting the streets in Mumbai.
I dont drink I dont smoke I dont fornicate , poets hardly fornicate save in their imaginations, I dont sell pictures I was born broke I will die broke .. I have no savings I have not even saved what I have posted on the internet.
I am an impulsive mouse pusher and I poetize life after death on earth... heaven or hell dont interest me.
My religiosity is individually inclined I am not a congregational man , I am congregational during Moharam only , I am one with the Shia crowds I passionately shoot ..or during Lalbagh Chya Raja Visarjan I walk barefeet with him to his journey towards the sea I become one with my cultural inheritance I become one with a Hindu deity I passionately shoot for all my Hindu friends .. and I still cant repay for all they have done for me when I was undergoing bad times .. they helped me each time I fell so I shoot their faith I shoot the Christian faith and this is the least I can do as a photographer.
Why I shoot the Hijras is one query I cant answer perhaps its part of their Karma and my Dharma.
This barber shop is my hope beyond darkness I shoot him I am inspired by positive thoughts and hard as I try I always bang into Hijras on the street .. they cant stay away from me I cant stay away from them.
I shot a hijra beggar yesterday , and we chatted for sometime after I took 3 shots than I spotted an old lady with a jhadu, I shot her for kicks, and she entered a shop , the shop guy Mr Parmar of Advocate Tailors later told me she was a hijra she comes every Tuesday to his shop.
This was one hijra that did not look like an hijra at all.
In a few minutes I shall walk to my workplace through the slums, away from the internet and the computer that is the fulcrum of my surreal existence.
And away from a written word photographed as a blog .. read as poetry written as prose..
Friends, followers, and my incredible sisters in this journey,
Wow. What an incredible year 2024 has been. Standing here today, I am filled with so many emotions—gratitude, humility, and a deep sense of awe. I can hardly believe how quickly time has passed. It feels like just yesterday I was crowned Whiskey Girl of the Year – 2023. It is a moment I will cherish forever. But here we are at the end of an extraordinary chapter, and I am so grateful for every second of this journey.
First, I want to thank the Whiskey Girl Organization for believing in me and giving me the opportunity to represent this fantastic group. This organization is truly a force for good, and it has given me the opportunity to pursue my passions and make a difference. It has been an honor to carry the title of Whiskey Girl of the Year, and I promise to continue using everything I’ve learned from this experience to continue helping others.
Thank you, Miss Emily, for your friendship, love, and leadership. Without you, Whiskey Girl Studios would not exist. On behalf of all the sisters, thank you from the bottom of our hearts. We love you.
To my Second Life family—thank you from the bottom of my heart for your unwavering support, love, and encouragement. You have been my rock, and I would not be standing here today without you. Your messages of love, encouragement, and belief in me have kept me going during the tough days and have reminded me to have fun while spreading hope and love.
To my fellow sisters —what an incredible group of talented, kind, and inspiring people you are. You are all change-makers in your own right, and I have been so blessed to share this journey with each of you. The friendships I’ve made here are some of the most treasured relationships of my second life, and I know we will continue to support and uplift one another long after this year is over. I’m leaving this year with a heart full of gratitude and a deeper commitment to making our world a better place.
The funds we raised for Relay for Life, in cooperation with Debauche, were a truly amazing achievement. Fighting Cancer hits to the heart of the sickness that darkened my life over the past year. Thank you all for supporting Relay for Life and for supporting me in my own personal fight.
The Whiskey Girl of the Year crown is not just a symbol of beauty or talent; it is a symbol of responsibility. The opportunity to lead with grace and authenticity is something I will never take lightly. I will continue championing the causes that matter most to me—fighting cancer and empowering sisters to believe in themselves and their potential.
To my successor, whoever she may be, I am so excited for you. You are about to embark on a year of growth, challenges, and incredible opportunities. I know you will carry the torch with grace, strength, and passion. The Whiskey Girl sisterhood is a bond that lasts a lifetime, and I look forward to watching you shine.
Thank you all for making this year one I will never forget. I am proud to have served as Whiskey Girl of the Year 2023, and I will carry the lessons, the love, and the memories of this year with me for the rest of my life. I am a Whiskey Girl for Life.
Love - Heather
To be great, you must first learn to be small... Humility, therefore, is a long way
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Candid photography from Thailand
Black & White and color By calculating the
exposure of light.
The other important point in taking a good photo and the composition.
The classic mistake is to rush when a scene seems interesting, we do not check the edges of the canal and try to fit as many elements as possible in the direction no we have to make a choice and it is arranged to organize the together.
at first it is preferable to eliminate from the case anything that is parasitic when reading the image by placing yourself judiciously.
I never use zooms, Than fixed lenses Which forces me to build my image in other words I learn to zoom with my feet.
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"Oh! The Shame! Humility! What a wicked gang are we!"
Went rock climbing again today, wrecked my hands, came back and met Seth at the Castle Rock lake with his sweet katana. I liked how it turned out
From my garden and my heart I give you the gift of love. For a whole year now since my current illness began I was unable to tend my garden, but my garden has unconditional love and understanding and still furnishes me with gifts such as this. From nature I learn so much. Wish you all a very happy weekend <3
“We have a long way to go before we are able to hear the voices of everyone on earth, but I believe that providing voices and building bridges is essential for the World Peace we all wish for.”
- Joichi Ito
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=wlR0KElxxVg
I'D LIKE TO TEACH THE WORLD TO SING – THE NEW SEEKERS
How beautiful the world appears to me
through peaceful soul transfers tranquility
my heart is full with love and understanding
like milk and honey; sweet and nourishing thoughts are landing
little seeds of hope erasing doubt
sown now will grow and chase blue feelings out
encase me in a bubble with rainbows overhead
allow me gentle sleep to dream and cast out anxious dread
I kneel and pray before I fall in slumber
and listen for the answers; some come as numbers
these are the messages from angels voices
and in the night deciphering and making better choices
I wake before the dawn has chance to break
the little birds already singing make my heart ache
but not with sadness; more in yearning for the truth
I pray for words to seek me out; not be aloof
and like a gentle stream that carries boats from every nation
my ears receive the sounds with such elation
I see a future bound with endless gifts of love
for each and everyone on earth from Heaven above
reach out your hands and look towards your neighbour
and see reflected there the efforts of their labour
like looking into mirrored glass we see the souls
that are our own and theirs; life takes it's toll
but we can make things better for one and all
if only we let our inner light shine bright and tall
no matter who you are or where you're from
smile at your fellow man; let peace and love succumb
don't fight against each other; lay down arms
for we are in this life together; you and I
and all of us are hurting; I hear your cry
but if you stop to listen to the wind
you'll hear my plea more clearly and rescind
I hear your voice; I share in your humility
If you can but perceive the possibility
that yesterday you thought I was your enemy
but today and all the morrows I hope you now see
that I was not at all what you first thought
and changing minds is not a sign of weakness wrought
but more a sign of intelligent supposition
to merge our futures is not at all submission
it is a sign of strength; a sign of love
of hope and peace; sent freely from above
and once the world is ready for this change
we'll see that pain is gone and peace will reign
for quite often we make bad choices and some worse
forgiveness is the forefront to give peace a chance; rebirth
look in your neighbour's eyes; what do you see
that I am you and you are me and so is he.
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"Parker, what is wrong with people today? What happened to good old fashioned altruism?"
"Well, I-"
"People lack humility! That's your problem, right there! Take me. I'm humble, Parker. I'm so humble I should write a book!"
"Wow, that's literally the joke people make about not being humble."
"What'sat??"
"Nothing, JJJ."
"And giving! Look at us right now! You bring in new photos from the war with that Super-fellow and Venom* that will be front-page and sell me tons of paper! Now, I wouldn't even have to give you a 'thank you' since that's your job I'm already paying you for, but I'm a different kind of man!"
"You sure are, Mr. Jameson."
"I not only give you an 'atta boy!' but I treat you to lunch! Now that's being generous!"
"Yep, that hot dog hit the spot. You didn't let us order a cola and I had to drink from the water fountain, but-"
"What'sat??"
"Nothing, Mr. Jameson."
"And then I give you that photo-shoot of that Lala Shar lady!** I could have given that to anyone but trusted you with it Parker!"
"Her name is Lilandra and she's the Queen of the Shi'ar."
"What'sat??"
"Thank you for the photo shoot, Jonah, it was a privilege and a great time."
"See? Parker, if the world were full of people like me, it'd be a completely different place."
"It sure would, JJJ. It sure would."
__________________________
A year of the shows and performers of the Bijou Planks Theater.
Marvel Minimates
Peter Parker
J Jonah Jameson
* Peter snapped this shot of Venom and the "Super-fellow"!
www.flickr.com/photos/paprihaven/50128041961/
**See the amazing photoshoot of Lilandra, courtesy of Hurricane Studios, starting here!
"Will Tahu find the humility and patience to earn deeper knowledge of fire and learn that not everything can be taken by force?"
Fourth creature of the series to make the G2 creatures into large and powerful elemental masters. Ikir came to completion in one day after I began tinkering with his head design. It's a good feeling when a moc comes together straightforwardly.
As usual, I recycled the head, but gave the creature different eyes from the rest. Boat studs made for great bird eyes in this case.
With Ikir, I thought that Tahu's challenge is basically the fact that he can't reach the flying bird. Assuming Tahu is fairly hot tempered, his trial is to learn that he can't simply force and take everything he wants. Instead, with Ikir, he must learn to earn, wait, give and compromise until he finds the connection he needs with Ikir.
Normally it is not seen, but the lower back is green though :)
Chaffinch - (Fringilla coelebs)
RSPB Arne, Dorset
Weak and singular and odd!
(John Newton)
A consistent Christian, whose integrity, humility, and philanthropy, mark his character and adorn his profession--will in time command respect.
But his attachment to the unfashionable truths of the Gospel, and his separation from the maxims and pursuits of the world--will render him weak and singular and odd in their eyes.
"If the world hates you, keep in mind that it hated Me first. If you belonged to the world, it would love you as its own. As it is, you do not belong to the world, but I have chosen you out of the world. That is why the world hates you!" John 15:18-19
An old dictionary definition of humility is: "A freedom from arrogance that grows out of the recognition that all we have and are comes from God." True humility does not produce pride but gratitude. It’s a freedom from the ‘me first’ self-life curse, the soil from which true happiness can grow.
Laziness, lethargy and humility in everything. Everything that is green feels the inevitability of changes - "Winter is near!".
Лінь, млявість і покора у всьому. Все, що зелене, відчуває неминучість змін - «Зима близько!».
Humility is a virtue all preach , none practice ; and yet everybody is content to hear . . .
" an emergence, a manifestation of something, an expansion into an empty space, a beginning. "
by Rick ~M
Part of the monument in the vault of the Irish priest Fahy in the Recoleta Cemetery, Autonomous City of Buenos Aires, Argentina.
A nineteenth-century stained-glass window I admired at the Huntington Library a while ago.
David Healey from Heywood, Lancashire, England, made a generous donation to the Unitarian Church, which commissioned this window. When the local chapel was absorbed by other nearby congregations, the window was sold and ended up in California, USA.
According to the Church’s website, « [t]he ten figures depicting the various virtues were designed by the late Sir Edward Burne-Jones and executed by the firm of Messrs. Morris and Company. The background consists of curtains behind the figures. The groundwork of the window is a specially designed foliated ornament with a scroll above each figure, upon which is written the name of the virtue represented, while the tracery spaces are filled with Seraphs and Gr[i]saille ornament. The upper set of figures represents Truth at one extremity, Liberty at the other, and, between them, three aspects of religion—Faith, Love and Generosity. The lower figures in the five lights illustrate the theme, “Do justly, love mercy, and walk humbly with thy God.” Accordingly we have at one extremity Humility; in the centre, Justice; and on one side of it the figure of Mercy. On the other side is Charity, represented by Dorcas—a tribute to the memory of good women who have been and are working in our midst. The remaining figure, a[r]mour clad, is Fortitude, the pioneer, and is a memorial to those who fought the good fight and founded the church. »
Even the faded photo of the window on their site shows, though, that they have the locations of Courage/Fortitude and Generosity switched.
Featured artist is www.flickr.com/photos/sojourner-ed/
who informs that
"Every day with breath is a blessing; anything past that is ego."
Beneath the wide sky a lone seeker bows, the sun crowning their head like a halo. Even a gentle bend, caught at the perfect moment, becomes a glimpse of mystic grace
Humility, simplicity, compassion, impermanence...
Do not ignore the compassion for all beings and do not ignore the impermanence. Whatever seems to be a priority in your life is actually quite temporary. It comes and goes.
We are born alone and naked. As our life unfolds, we go through every possible situation: need, have, lost, suffer, cry, try ... but then we die, and we die alone. It will not make any difference if we were rich or poor, known or unknown. Death is the great leveler.
Being awaked can be leveler in many senses.