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As the summer days shorten with the coming of autumn, the sturdy California sunflower stands with the resilient moon flower as the primary flowers still blooming along the roadsides and dry washes of the high desert. This lone sunflower, with its petals reflecting the bright rays of the morning sun, lends its upturned profile to the camera, with the rocks and brush along the Mojave riverbed stretching into the distance beyond.
Camera: Zenit ET (1982-1993, with Helios-44M 58mm f/2 lens).
Film: 35mm 100 ISO Arista.edu Ultra, developed in Arista Liquid Developer for 6:30 minutes @ 70 degrees, and scanned with an Epson V600 scanner.
I was going through my archives of hundreds of thousands of photographs as one often does, when I came across this image of my daughter when she was 4 years old running through the cedars of Lebanon and it made me catch my breath. She is now 13, and time has tricked us all again. How relentless it is, never pausing, never letting us catch our breath. [ 54 more words ]
Mount Fitz Roy Summit (3405 mt): a granite spur perfectly seated in the deepest blue of the sky
If you watch the photo at original size you would enjoy the details of the pink rock and, who knows, may be you'll be even able to uncover some climbers...
Los Glaciares National Park
Prov. Santa Cruz - Argentina
Notes // On Black // Interesthings // Continente Patagonia
I had just told her about the guy who karate jumped (shot him the evening before), and she was as amused as I was. Because she's in the theater group, I asked her if she would try to fly (like Wendy in Peter Pan -- since her dress reminded me of a nightgown). She replied "play flying or real flying?" Given that choice, of course I had to choose real.
I'm still dumb-founded.
We went for a bike ride today it has been lovely again....thought I'd have a play around in photoshop with a couple of photos....
A reflection of some clouds in the mangroves. It looks like the little trees are growing in the clouds
Passaggio coperto castello Sforzesco - Vigevano
Ragazza: "È da molto che sei in viaggio?"
Alvin: "Praticamente da tutta la vita!"
Dal Film: Una storia vera di David Lynch
In this undated view, an eastbound on the PRR Columbus-Logansport main cruises over the College Street viaduct. The Chrysler-Plymouth billboard at right advertises "For 1964," so it's either 1963 or 1964. Based on the power -- a Fairbanks Morse H10-44 -- this is likely the Bradford-Piqua local, CL-3/4
Conrail ripped out the Bradford side in 1985. The viaduct was demolished in 2000, replaced with a pedestrian walkway for the Piqua Linear Park which occupies the right of way. The Sinclair station at right is now Advance Auto Parts. The Gulf service station is still there as an auto repair shop. (Photographer unknown.)
Scarto rigetto riduco il peso cresce la spazzatura.
aumento esponenziale di rifiuto,non tollero il di più non l'accetto:
voglio ciò che mi spetta.
L'ho detto l'ho cantato lo ridico l'ho ridetto
svendita eccezionale saldo finale gratis
chi lo vuole lo prende.
angusti spazi d'aria costretta in stagnazione
i mobili svuotati ho acceso
Fiamme in fervore da pacchi di carta stampata
scritta idee del cazzo delle estremità Tumescenze
legamenti insidiosi poco significanti,
cenere sparsa Cenere.
quello che vale lo serba il cuore
quello che serve lo voglio abbracciare
pesante quando posso sostenere sulle spalle
intimo spazio Vitale
come un Canto calmo
lento ritmo che sale
sulle stagioni il Tuono
sulle stagioni il Vento
il resto è possedere parole scorticate dentro sincere
un alito sul collo più estenuante del sole
uno sguardo capace,tra le ombre,di sentire l'odore
un posto dove tenere dimora al proprio posto
vecchi bambini animali intorno
chi mi sveglia la mattino: Buon Giorno
dolce di riposo la sera
sazia la notte d'intenzione.Attenta
come un canto calmo lento ritmo che sale
sulle stagioni il tuono sulle stagioni il vento
questo spazio non luogo questo spazio mai sazio
frontiera il Tempo.Frontiera il Tempo.
G.L. Ferretti, Frontiera
Turtle season is over here in New England, but here is a spotted turtle I, um, spotted in early October.
In June I attended an excellent workshop where we learned about and photographed jazz dancers in a studio setup using strobe lighting, with the dancers in black against a white background. Other manipulated images from this workshop can be found here: In Studio.
All the dancers were members of a Los Angeles-based group called JazzAntiqua. The dancer seen in this image is Albertossy Espinoza. The background is a manipulation of a photo I shot in Seattle of the side of architect Frank Gehry's Experience Music Project. The texture is also mine.
This is the second opportunity I've had to shoot professional dancers in a controlled situation and I feel privileged to live where such opportunities are available. My images of the first workshop, shot on location at Union Station, can be viewed here: Cameras & Dancers.
Frozen in Time .
KLCC , Kuala Lumpur . MY
Talents: SeaGull 4 , Mr . K .
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Some dictator felt progressive
And lay down in the sun
But his people were aggressive
They killed him with a gun
Seen in Skansen.
In Sweden, tulips usually bloom in the spring. When they came to the country is uncertain, but documentation credits Olof Rudbeck the Elders with bringing over the seeds and bulbs after a trip to Holland. In 1685 he had 38 different kinds of tulips in his botanical garden in Uppsala, and the bulbs have spread since those day to many locations around the country.
Though I have photographed a few bluebells etc this was my first coastal adventure with the camera since my prolonged pit stop and I so enjoyed it as the sea is where my heart is.
I spotted this location a couple of years back just as the coastal thrift had died off and have always wanted to return as these rock formations are a bit different.
I was most grateful to Mrs P who acted as my Sherpa, she carried the necessary equipment and generally looked after me e.g. made sure I did not fall off the cliff edge 🙈😂😂😂.
I will leave you to ponder over part of a conversation I overheard between a couple of characters recently, “As you get older, three things happen, first your memory goes and I can’t remember the other two” 😜.
Thank you for viewing my photos, hope you get as much enjoyment from them as I do photographing these locations.
The comments and banter are much appreciated, hope you have a lovely weekend out there in Flickerland 🍺🍺🍺🍷🍷🍷😎😂😂😂.
Nueva edición a esta fotografía que subí hace tiempo. Le he dado otro toque que para mi gusto está algo mejor.
Aquí os dejo el enlace de la otra toma por si queréis comparar. www.flickr.com/photos/nessslipknot/34133287186/in/datepos...
Espero que os guste.
Mount Jefferson Wilderness, Oregon.
I held off completing this image for quite some time, knowing it was for a friend of mine, but somehow afraid that if I finished it, I would somehow hasten the inevitable. I should have known better than to question fate's time table, with my crude prayers for mercy, or my selfish hope for things to slow down and give us all more time. Soon enough, the reality of full daylight would sober me on that day, but for now, cirrus streaked above the volcanic mass of Mount Jefferson, bathed in sunrise pink, and glorious in passing. My dear friend, John Naioti, is gone. We met as he took a seat in class one day, and, in passing, said ‘I hear you play guitar’. It started a long road together, often diverging with life's interruptions, but always reuniting with the commonality of brothers on a journey neither of us saw coming, turned now into one bourbon tinged story after another. We never really grew up, age was just a number to us, nothing was sacred, everything was brought down to the most juvenile level, for the laugh. We still said the same time worn phrases to each other. We were still awed by the same mysteries, still driven by the same visions of ourselves. How do you say goodbye to a friend of 50 years? Over the last one, I guess I said it many times, without saying it. I watched the course of his trial, watched him be diminished physically, his big body made small—but never, ever, his presence. He taught me strength. I wonder if we take our memories with us. If we do, it must be honed down to a single thought, one that encompasses all of the love we’ve found in our lives, a quantum entity that never burns out. Maybe fate has a timetable to bring those sparks together again. I sit drinking coffee as dawn breaks, and I imagine his spirit, leaving these earthly bonds, lifting and racing high above me, free like the children we were, bursting in color to let me know, in passing.
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(Explore #04 April 23, 2009)
(Explore Calendar April 23, 2009)
A beautiful, a bit ragged, peacock (Aglais Io) butterfly landed in my garden.
one of my favorites!
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Volkach - Maria im Weingarten
Die katholische Wallfahrtskirche Maria im Weingarten liegt über dem fränkischen Weinort Volkach an der Mainschleife im unterfränkischen Landkreis Kitzingen. Die spätgotische Kirche liegt mitten in den Weinbergen des mainfränkischen Weinanbaugebiets auf dem Volkacher Kirchberg. Sie beherbergt noch heute ein bedeutendes Kunstwerk des Bildschnitzers Tilman Riemenschneider.
I don’t photograph people so often, but while in Mumbai, I took two people and one statue near the 2KM Bollywood Walk of the Stars. In 2014 the stars section of the walk mysteriously was removed and what remains today are a handful of icons. But the area is still a favorite spot for locals to walk, mingle and enjoy the seaside.
From Left to Right:
Just a Random Person: I saw this young lady, and liked how her clothing contrasted so nice against the background
Locals tell me this guy was famous in a Bollywood big hit. Special thanks to @Meli1607 for finding his name Mera Naam Joker
Happy Couple: The Arabian Sea attracts people from all over and makes for a great backdrop to photos. When I saw them, I had to try my hand at a portrait.
The Answer My Friend ...
www.youtube.com/watch?v=3l4nVByCL44
Day 220 ~ 365.2015
ODC ~ Feather for 08.08.15