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Artists interpretation.
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Left Gemini:
MeHoney - Milena Ribbons - Legacy - White
MILOTA: Darina bodysuit 50 [Legacy]
DOUX - Tisianna Hairstyle [M]
Right Gemini:
*EB* - Bodysuit & Harness - Black - "Dora" -Legacy
LaGyo_Mya Mask
DOUX - Sins Hairstyle [M]
In Portugal, a Casa do Cantoneiro is a house built by road menders (cantoneiros) as a base while repairing roads. This historic Casa do Cantoneiro, located along the road to the Caldera of Faial on the island of Faial in the Azores, has been repurposed as an interpretation center for the Caldera within Faial Nature Park (Parque Natural do Faial).
Il y a dans le centre-ville une multitude de ponts qui enjambent les canaux et relient les quartiers les uns aux autres, mais le BRUG (« pont ») de Jarosław Kozakiewicz est une interprétation contemporaine revêtue d’une autre fonction. L’artiste remplace ici les briques et les pavés par des profilés en métal et des voiles afin de créer un pont permettant de rejoindre deux rives. Cela ne signifie pas pour autant que vous pouvez poursuivre votre voyage. Le pont vous amène plus près de la sculpture Niobe de Constant Permeke, jusqu’à un endroit où vous pouvez vous arrêter brièvement avant de repartir en empruntant obligatoirement le même chemin. L’installation est un lieu de rencontre, une proposition invitant à croiser l’autre, voire – qui sait ? – entamer une conversation. La structure formelle de la construction repose sur un système proportionnel où chaque intersection de deux lignes renvoie à un point d’un visage humain. Chaque angle, chaque lien est l’instantané d’un mouvement – celui de deux visages qui se rapprochent. BRUG est une métaphore géométrique à la fois pour une rencontre mutuelle de deux êtres humains et une rencontre entre le futur et le passé. Les relations entre les personnes et leur signification profonde sont le point de départ pour l'expérience artistique dans laquelle Kozakiewicz est engagé depuis quelques années. Le projet est basé sur la recherche de nouvelles formes sculpturales et para-architecturales par la manipulation d'un module créé en joignant les orifices de la tête humaine. Les orifices corporels sont une métaphore de "la vie intérieure", ils représentent l'entrée dans le monde de l'expérience personnelle. Les frontières/ passages sont à la fois des premiers et des derniers moments de rencontres mutuelles.
There are many bridges in the city center that span the canals and connect the neighborhoods to each other, but Jarosław Kozakiewicz's BRUG ("bridge") is a contemporary interpretation with a different function. The artist here replaces the bricks and pavers with metal profiles and veils to create a bridge to reach two banks. This does not mean that you can continue your journey. The bridge will take you closer to the Constant Permeke Niobe sculpture, to a point where you can stop briefly before setting out again by borrowing the same path. The installation is a meeting place, a proposal to meet the other, or even - who knows? - start a conversation. The formal structure of construction is based on a proportional system where each intersection of two lines refers to a point on a human face. Every angle, every link is the snapshot of a movement - that of two faces that are getting closer. BRUG is a geometrical metaphor for both a mutual encounter of two human beings and a meeting between the future and the past. Relationships between people and their deep meaning are the starting point for the artistic experience in which Kozakiewicz has been engaged for some years. The project is based on the search for new sculptural and para-architectural forms through the manipulation of a module created by joining the orifices of the human head. Body openings are a metaphor for "the inner life", they represent the entry into the world of personal experience. Borders / passages are both first and last moments of mutual encounters.
I'm sure we've all had our own interpretation of this song. I never knew this:
In an interview with VH1, lead singer Pat Monahan revealed that he wrote this song about the death of his mother. Monahan returned to his childhood home in Pennsylvania, and woke one morning with the words "back in the atmosphere" in his head. Beginning a time of healing, he started to compose the song. Said Monahan: "Loss of the most important person in my life was heavy on my mind, and the thought of 'what if no one ever really leaves? What if she's here but different. The idea was, she's back here in the atmosphere."
Why are there drops of Jupiter in her hair? Pat Monahan told Buzzfeed it was part of his vision: "My mother, she was able to swim through planets and turn them into whatever she wanted - they didn't have to be what we know them to be. So she actually had Jupiter in her hair, when she was talking to me."
Pat Monahan said of this song: "It was an obvious connection between me and my mother. 'Drops of Jupiter' was as much about me being on a voyage and trying to find out who I am. The best thing we can do about loss of love is find ourselves through it."
Sharing an interpretation of Finesmith Shiraz, modern style.
Read my blog for more details :)
beautyvampfashion.wordpress.com/2013/09/07/it-wont-be-lon...
and a link to the music I listened to which you can guess may explain the title of this picture...
Osaka MariTime Museum
Model：つださん
"一つの記号表象からは多数の解釈が生まれ得、それを一致させることは困難である。しかしこの事は世界の多様性を担保する意味において、必ずしも否定的に捉えられるべきものではない"
C'est une interprétation moderne de la célèbre cène de Léonard de Vinci dont Dali reprit l'iconographie.
C'est une œuvre notable de la période de mysticisme nucléaire de l'artiste à l'instar de Galatée aux sphères et elle est exposée à la galerie nationale d'art de Washington.
Une citation Dalinienne : “Je suis pratiquant, mais pas croyant.”
This is a modern interpretation of the famous Last Supper by Leonardo da Vinci which Dali resumed the iconography.
This is a notable work of nuclear mysticism period artist like Galatea of the Spheres and is exposed at the National Gallery of Art in Washington.
Dalinian a quote: "I go to church, but not a believer."
© 2022 Mike McCall
_Lone Cypress in Blue Weather_
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George L Smith II State Park
Georgia USA
This is my interpretation of the famous four hoodoos in Devil’s Garden. I photographed them during my visit to Grand Staircase-Escalante NM in May.
Devil’s Garden is very easily accessible and thus maybe the most photographed part of the Grand Staircase-Escalante NM. With its closeness to the parking lot, it was the perfect place for me to visit after my strenuous night at the “eye of earth” flic.kr/p/W6brbo
It was also my first try to shoot nightscapes with my new Canon EF 24-70mm f/2.8L II USM lens, bridging the gap between my Samyang 24mm and Sigma 35mm primes on one side and my Canon EF 70-200mm lens on the longer end. I therefore took this image at 50mm, right in the middle of my previous gap in focal length.
I am pretty impressed with the result. While there are faster 50mm primes on the market, they probably cannot beat the sharpness of this beautiful lens. Even wide open it is tack sharp and shows no coma at all. The f/2.8 aperture is no problem if when using a tracker for the sky.
Of course I also captured he four hoodoos with other lenses. So there will be more shots of these funny four guys. Stay tuned…
- Astro-modified Canon EOS 6D
- Canon EF 24-70mm f/2.8L II USM
- iOptron SkyTracker
- LowLevelLighting with 3 LED lights
Foreground:
- 3 x 50s @ ISO6400 from fixed tripod; stacked in PS
Sky:
- 3x 50s @ ISO6400 tracked, stacked with fitswork4
Thanks for all your faves and comments.
Prints available:
Two interpretations in oil.
Hans Watzek: Poplars and Clouds, 1906.
Hugo Henneberg: Motiv aus Pommern, 1902.
I have seen others do this sort of thing much better than I but it was still fun to try.
Oil on canvas 8x10 inches.
www.metmuseum.org/art/collection/search/267829
www.philamuseum.org/collections/permanent/223166.html?mul...
Centre d'Interpretation de la Nature du Lac Boivin, Granby.
" Gotcha!!! "
These little devils are so small and so shy, they are very tough to spot and photograph. But when you are lucky enough to have a juvenile this close that is as hungry as show-off, you get 5 grown men shooting like crazy!
My interpretation of Turner work Pastel on Canson paper. Snow Storm - Steam-Boat off a Harbour's Mouth shows a ship off the English coast struggling to persevere through a storm. Rumor has that Turner actually had himself tied to the mast of a ship during the storm to get a better account of the wind and ocean and what the ship must've felt like in the midst of it. There is no way to test the validity of this rumor, however it is clear that unlike any other artist, Turner grasped the nature of the storm better than any other artist. This story, located in Harwich, was most likely invented but shows a striking proof of Turner's lifetime of experience on the sea.
The steam-boat resides in the center of the vortex. Turner once again shows the effects of the environment over mankind's inabilities.
Newburgh is a large stone-built village on the wide sandy estuary of the River Ythan, close to the point at which it is bridged by the A975. he origins of the village date back to 1261 when a charter was drawn up by Lord Sinclair establishing a settlement here. A little later it acquired the Chapel of the Holy Rood and St Thomas the Martyr in Inch Road. The Chapel is long gone, but the Udny Family Mausoleum which formed part of it can still be seen in the Holyrood Cemetery. art of the name of the original chapel also survives, in the imposing Holyrood Chapel on Main Street. This was originally built as a school in 1838, and the clock tower was added in 1892. The village itself developed as a centre for salmon fishing, and later as a small port. By the 1850s there was a steady traffic of boats and barges calling at the newly built quays on the River Ythan. And by the 1880s there was a small fleet of sailing vessels based here, alongside a dozen resident fishing boats. A little earlier, in 1828, Newburgh became the first port in Scotland to have a Lifeboat Station, then called the Shipwreck Institution. The RNLI, as the Institution became, based a lifeboat in Newburgh until 1961, when it moved to Peterhead. In the 1950s Newburgh remained an active port with quays and a mill. Much of its economic base had declined by 1970, but the corner was turned - as with so many settlements in north east Scotland - with the discovery of oil under the North Sea. Newburgh, with its attractive setting and within commuting range of both Aberdeen and Peterhead rapidly became a desirable place to live. Today's Newburgh is an active and thriving settlement. At its centre is the Udny Arms Hotel providing accommodation, great views over the River Ythan, and an excellent restaurant. Beyond the River Ythan lies one of the oddest landscapes in Britain. Forvie Sands comprises an area of dunes some three miles long and a mile wide. At its heart are the remains of Forvie Kirk, built in the 1100s. This is all that can now be seen of the village of Forvie, once a thriving community but buried by shifting dunes during a storm in 1413. www.undiscoveredscotland.co.uk/newburgh/newburgh/
Sands of Forvie Nature Reserve: www.visitscotland.com/info/towns-villages/forvie-national... Shifting sands and seabirds The stark beauty of empty sand dunes is complemented by the call of eider ducks, wafting like gentle gossiping across the Ythan estuary. With the constant shifting of the dunes, layers of history have come and gone, revealing the half buried remains of a twelfth century church. Bird life is plentiful and you can watch the summer acrobatics of diving terns or the determined stabbing of the carrot-coloured beaks of wading oystercatchers.
Painterly interpretation.
The foxtail season has regrettably begun, when the seeds from wild oats bury themselves in your socks, pants, your pet, and anything else they can find.
I remembered today that I had promised to share the color version of this one. It is more 'painterly' than I normally edit but I had a vision I wanted to fulfill so here it is. I did get some critique on the last one being SO dark. Which do you like better?
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for #FlickrFriday theme #Balance
A balanced diet is one that gives the body the nutrition it needs to function properly. In order to get a truly balanced diet, one must have a literal interpretation of this concept.
Frank Hurley's images, of Ernest Shackleton fame, interpreted by my Sony RX100 watercolor feature, distorted by digital zoom.
I pray that this is what the people of Haiti may experience-- this came to my mind as I was playing around in PS- just my interpretation of my pic--
thanks for the visits and have a great day.
have a nice weekend you all!
If you have a moment, please take a look at this gallery about an amazing artist. I know some of you don't like videos, but believe me Jill's ones are so special that you could change your mind
A Great Egret creates a reverse ink blot on Horsepen Bayou. I see a white fire-breathing dragon with a diamond collar emerging from the depths. No, wait, it's an alabaster stairway leading into an ornate cave entrance passing underneath a waterfall. Other interpretations welcome (except from Jerome).
This is my interpretation of Starr & my days of Christmas.With our outfits coming from SSS along with my nails, her pose which she picked up from one of the advent calendars and I have to say there is a lot it choose from again this year so hope this keeps you looking as to what we 'bad azz elves' come up with,along with our normal blog posts
Brii Underground Maibe complete outfit
Stunner Original Bento Nails Bellerina
DeeTalez Scarla Skin
eXxeSs Hair Gin
Maitreya Body Tweaked by me
Catwa Head Catya
Ikon Eyes Dew
Shot at
Full moon names date back to Native Americans living in what is now the northern and eastern United States. Those tribes kept track of the seasons by giving distinctive names to each recurring full moon. Their names were applied to the entire month in which each occurred.
There were some variations in the moon names, but, in general, the same ones were current throughout the Algonquin tribes from New England on west to Lake Superior.
November was named Full Beaver Moon, since now it is time to set beaver traps before the swamps freeze to ensure a supply of warm winter furs. Another interpretation suggests that the name Beaver Moon come from the fact that the beavers are now active in their preparation for winter. This is also called the Frosty Moon.
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Note: It is not a Blue moon this month, but with the setting I had,
this is the color my camera registered for the moon as a thin layer
of clouds kept drifting by, so I used it as a base color.
Also I took the shot after midnight into December 1st... but the full moon did occur on Monday the 30th, and it rained all day...
I needed to wait for the clouds to break, which they finally did.
this photo presents an abstract interpretation of a classic tourist icon—the eiffel tower—captured at night in a unique, reflective twist. the vibrant golden lights of the tower are mirrored and blurred by the surfaces of nearby glass, creating a surreal dance between shadow and brilliance. this nighttime view transforms the monument into a dynamic piece of art, a departure from its static daytime presence, inviting viewers to see beyond the ordinary.
My photographic interpretation of the recent minimalist work by the new generation of Black painters that are pushing the boundaries of abstract art. This particular photograph is a combined and layered homage to Rashid Johnson’s “Cosmic Slop ‘Black Orpheus’” (2011) and to Mark Bradford’s “Q3” (2020) from his “Quarantine Paintings” that utilizes agitated-looking layers of sanded paint and paper to represent a topographical map of isolation.
This photo was taken from a section of the front of a shut-down local shop, a casualty of the pandemic. The storefront was used by street artists who added layers upon layers of colorful posters and stickers during the pandemic to eventually all be painted over by a shroud of black paint. Glimpses of those colorful mosaics can still be seen just a layer under the black paint.
Recommended reading: www.nytimes.com/2021/02/12/t-magazine/black-abstract-pain...
Black Orpheus: static01.nyt.com/images/2021/02/12/t-magazine/12tmag-abst...
Q3: static01.nyt.com/images/2021/02/12/t-magazine/12tmag-abst...
"innerspace"
Model: Sayaka @ Nada, Kobe, Japan
Camera: Canon EOS 5D Mark II + EF14mm f2.8L USM
I' ve re-connected to the internet ;)
Sea of Dunes. © Copyright 2021 G Dan Mitchell – all rights reserved.
Layers of sand dunes lead toward barren desert mountains, Death Valley National Park.
Death Valley is often a beautiful place, but there are places in this landscape that can appear quite desolate if you look in the right direction. In many landscapes most of what we see is what covers the scene, but here the underlying geology is often stripped bare and we are left with a landscape of rock and sand. Even where plants grow — more places than you might imagine — they do not cover the landscape in the manner of forests and meadows.
This photograph is about that way of seeing this landscape. The dunes build one after another toward their highest point, much like waves on the ocean. Beyond this there is a rugged desert mountain range. This photograph is what I think of as a subjectively true image. While you would never find a scene that literally looks exactly like this, this interpretation is true to one way of seeing the place.
G Dan Mitchell is a California photographer and visual opportunist. His book, “California’s Fall Color: A Photographer’s Guide to Autumn in the Sierra” is available from Heyday Books, Amazon, and directly from G Dan Mitchell.
My interpretation of the year 2020 🤔 Maybe I should save this one for Halloween? lol
Stacked image, one stack for foreground, one for sky (focus stacking). 13 images each, 24 mm f/1.4 lens at f/2.8, 13 sec, ISO 5000. A long time ago in a desert far, far away. Goodbye 2020! Excited about the prospects for 2021! BTW, notice all the little critter tracks in the sand. The desert is full of life!
remember how she said that we would meet again
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i was inspired by pink floyd -- as i tend to be! -- and decided to portray my interpretation of "vera".
ok, i'm a dork who knows her stuff - vera is vera lynn, who was a singer during ww2. pink floyd (well, roger waters) is referring to her song "we'll meet again" when he asks, "remember how she said that we would meet again some sunny day?" in the film, pink (waters) loses his father in the war, someone he'll never meet again, as vera may have led him to believe. also, vera herself is a bit of an elusive character, since waters (pink) asks "what has become of you?" which implies that she, like her words, are no longer there, either not accessible or not applicable.
it's a sad feeling, because if you reject the belief that "we *will* meet again", you probably are left skeptical and feeling hopeless. in my photo, i tried to create that mood. the despondency, the heartache, the loss.. and it seems to me that those feelings would paint a pretty bleak picture of the future. even though MY vera has her eyes closed, she is not at peace with herself or her situation. instead, i'm having her revisiting memories, remembering the most beautiful times and reliving them over and over again. clinging to the blanket like she does to the past. lastly, i thought that with such a gloomy way of living/thinking, the pitchblack room save for the two floating lights was right on target... tiny lights, swallowed up in the sea of darkness and misery.
aaaand... that's me in the shawl blanket thing, perched atop the glass dining room table. you can't see the table, because it's glass, and the two green things are stone pillars that hold up the glass. i took all the chairs away from the table, switched off every light except for the three that hang from the ceiling over the table - those two (pictured) and another one that i cloned out because it was the closest to the camera, so bigger and kind of obstructive. i like these two little guys hanging out, hovering around me. it makes me look like princess leia :P
i'm actually really pleased with how this came out! pink floyd is my favorite band and i couldn't give them anything but (what i judge to be) my best.
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hmm. i'm really happy to explain all of the thoughts, plans, ideas, setting up the stage, etc. that go into my shots. of course i always have these silly mustache shots or grrrawrr clint shots, or just blah "look at my beautiful eyes and lips" close-up shots, but i really love when i try to create a scene. a mood. play a character, one who's real, who's been done a million times, or that i just make up as i go along. the most consistent compliment (at least, i think it is a compliment!) i get from you peeps and others who look at my portfolio is that i create a cast of characters, i put on a show for myself and the camera just happens to be there. i love using props, and i love paying tribute to my literary, artistic & musical heroes and heroines (and obama!), but only if i do it well. i do put an awful lot of pressure on myself, especially for tribute shots; i always end up thinking, well, thom yorke did it better! or whatever.. sometimes my safest bet is to aim for a certain style. noir, or vintage in general, outlandish, ethereal, surreal, rough/raw. i don't know what i'm talking about now, but i'm kind of having this renaissance with my 365... embracing it again, really excited about what i can do next and happy with what i've been doing.
(sorry, london, but you had some weeeeird effect on me! poo faces)
Eine Interpretation in Schwarzweiß: Das ATLANTIC Hotel Sail City in Bremerhaven.
An interpretation in black and white: The ATLANTIC Hotel Sail City in Bremerhaven.
Website: www.heiko-roebke-photography.de
This image is part of my photographic series Almodis, Countess of Montferrand, which I invite you to discover in the list of my albums. By consulting the photos in chronological order, and paying attention to their titles, you can follow the story of Almodis's life as Countess of Montferrand - according to the freedom of my novelistic interpretation, the first known chatelaine of the fortress so named.
In 1085, Count Pierre de Melgueil paid homage to the Pope and began the bipolarisation of the county of Substantion, which became the county of Melgueil and Montferrand. Construction of the castle of Montferrand began at the same time. The Count did not survive the completion of the project, and probably died as early as 1086. His widow, Almodis, inherited the castle and administered the county for the rest of her life.
Many thanks to the model for the double session (and the two walks...), which were necessary to obtain the different phases of the narrative. Thanks also to Suzanne for the loan of the '1085' dress.
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Texte en français dans l'en-tête de l'album.
▶ Russkaya - Mandragura Animation
▶ ::Fluffy Stuff:: Cheeky Toys
▶ OPALE.Mei Hair
▶ NANIKA - Francine Top
Maitreya / Legacy / Perky / Legacy PushUp by Nerido / eBODY / eBODY Juicy Boobs
▶ REKT - Taki Pants
DENALI - The Great One - That's the common interpretation of the native Athabaskan name for Mt. McKinley (since officially renamed), North America's highest mountain at 20,310 ft. in elevation. On a clear day the mountain can be seen from Anchorage 150 miles to the south and in Fairbanks 150 miles to the north and at many other points in between along the route of Alaska's own railroad. Nowhere is the view more spectacular than in the Talkeetna area where the summit is less than 40 miles distant as the raven flies.
Here the Alaska Railroad's southbound weekly passenger train, the Aurora (235S), has paused to give the lucky visitors a spectacular view across the frozen Big Susitna River near MP 224 on the ARR's mainline. Eight miles to the south of Denali (left in the photo) is the 14,573 ft Mount Hunter.
This is what visiting Alaska and riding the Alaska Railroad is all about!
South of Talkeetna, Alaska
Sunday March 20, 2011
A photograph is not only an image (as a painting is an image), an interpretation of the real; it is also a trace, something directly stenciled off the real, like a footprint or a death mask.
Susan Sontag
“Open for Interpretation”
My nineteenth entry for Salon 8
8 photographers take on 26 themes.
26 ideas seen through 8 different sets of eyes.
Every two weeks we will posts these images of the
world as we perceive it, as we dream and taste it
TOTW: Blood and Gore
Lingam or Shiva Linga means "mark" or "sign" is a symbol for the worship of the Hindu Diety Shiva.
Existing back to Indus Valley civilization, de use of this symbol is an ancient tradition in India.
लिङ्गं is originated from Sanskrit and there has been many interpretations which @ times walk away from the main concept.
I was particularly attracted to this Diety and his love for snakes, which prompted me to know n study more about these wonderful limbless animals, The Snakes!!