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Santa Chiara is a religious complex in Naples, Italy, that includes the Church of Santa Chiara, a monastery, tombs and an archeological museum. The Basilica church of Santa Chiara faces Via Benedetto Croce, which is the easternmost leg of Via Spaccanapoli. The church facade of Santa Chiara is diagonally across from the church of Gesù Nuovo.
The double monastic complex was built in 1313–1340 by Queen Sancha of Majorca and her husband King Robert of Naples, who is also buried in the complex. The original church was in traditional Provençal-Gothic style, but was decorated in the 17th century in Baroque style by Domenico Antonio Vaccaro. After the edifice was partially destroyed by a fire after the Allied bombings during World War II, it was brought back to the alleged original state by a disputed restoration, which was completed in 1953.
Famous is the cloister of the Clarisses, transformed in 1742 by Domenico Antonio Vaccaro with the unique addition of majolica tiles in Rococò style. The brash color floral decoration makes this cloister, with octagonal columns in pergola-like structure, likely unique and would seem to clash with the introspective world of cloistered nuns. The cloister arcades are also decorated by frescoes, now much degraded. (Wikipedia)
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If, like me, you ears are tired of having all the pop christmas music being rammed down your ears, but you still need beautiful sound caressing you, then, here you go! Franz Liszt is a fine alternative.
Franz Liszt seems the last person who would write charming Christmas music. Virtuoso fireworks, desperate passion and the smell of hell-fire was more his line. But by 1881 he’d turned 70, and become a mild and introspective clergyman. His music had become gentle, as this Christmas-tree Suite shows. In the Autumn he went to stay in a modest hotel in Rome, where his grand-daughter Daniela kept him company. On Christmas day he played the Suite for her and a few guests.
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"Man seeks to escape himself in myth, and does so by any means at his disposal. Drugs, alcohol, or lies. Unable to withdraw into himself, he disguises himself. Lies and inaccuracy give him a few moments of comfort."
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Ray kneels gracefully in the shallow creek, her wet white dress clinging softly to her form, blending serenity with strength. As sunlight dances across the rippling water, she pulls her hair back in a quiet, introspective gesture. The image captures the warmth of the day and the cool embrace of nature—both tranquil and powerful in its simplicity.
Diana Rudychenko, captured in a striking portrait by Stephan Mosse. The image showcases a moment of introspection and quiet strength.
Mural inspired on the masterpiece of Vautier Ben... " L' art est inutile rentrez chez vous."
Questioning the validity of art....This mural was made in a very poor neighborhood in Brazil. In front of drug dealers spot. I wrote the sentence in english so people got very curious what does it mean. As most of people has a smartphone these days no matter how poor they are. People started to searched on internet what does it mean the sentence.
Interesting fact the Drug dealers liked the mural and bought me painting material.
Art is always useful to someone. It can take the form of instrumental spin or commodity-object. Art can provide a platform for narcissistic expression or fuel the introspective turn of passive nihilism. Through the postures of mannerist radicalism in the gallery, art can act as a pressure valve to reinforce a conservative orthodoxy.
The artist often occupies a position of weakness but by performing this weakness, art can reveal inconsistencies in the narrative.
What is the social function of art?
A captivating portrait showcasing the interplay of light and shadow, capturing a moment of quiet introspection.
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I love this bird. I'm not usually into wildlife photography, but I had to make an exception for this guy. He sat on his rock and stared out at the sea, seemingly unconcerned with the world. He did keep an eye on me to make sure I wasn't going to pull anything on him, but he was much more interested in the distant horizon (or distant fish). My kind of pelican.
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Anastasiia, captured in a hauntingly beautiful portrait by Stephan Mosse. The interplay of light and shadow creates a sense of mystery and introspection.
Amanda relaxing near the back of the Ohio Theater on the main floor after spending a few hours photographing it with the Columbus Flickr Meet photogrpahy group.
Set Desc: Photographs of The Ohio Theater in Columbus Ohio, which was the subject of the a recent Columbus Flickr Meet, with over 40 Flickr folks from the Central Ohio area converging to hang out, and photograph this beautiful theater.
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The machine swooped down to a halt, right in front of me, it's voice spoke inside my mind, saying;
"The power that governs the destiny of all living beings is called the Eagle, not because it is an eagle or has anything to do with an eagle, but because it appears to the seer as an immeasurable jet-black eagle, standing erect as an eagle stands, its height reaching to infinity.
As the seer gazes on the blackness that the Eagle is, four blazes of light reveal what the Eagle is like. The first blaze, which is like a bolt of lightning, helps the seer make out the contours of the Eagle's body. There are patches of whiteness that look like an eagle's feathers and talons.
A second blaze of lightning reveals the flapping, wind-creating blackness that looks like an eagle's wings. With the third blaze of lightning the seer beholds a piercing, inhuman eye. And the fourth and last blaze discloses what the Eagle is doing.
The Eagle is devouring the awareness of all the creatures that, alive on earth a moment before and now dead, have floated to the Eagle's beak, like a ceaseless swarm of fireflies, to meet their owner, their reason for having had life. The Eagle disentangles these tiny flames, lays them flat, as a tanner stretches out a hide, and then consumes them; for awareness is the Eagle's food.
The Eagle, that power that governs the destinies of all living things, reflects equally and at once all those living things. There is no way, therefore, for man to pray to the Eagle, to ask favors, to hope for grace, The human part of the Eagle is too insignificant to move the whole.
It is only from the Eagle's actions that a seer can tell what it wants. The Eagle, although it is not moved by the circumstances of any living thing, has granted a gift to each of those beings. In its own way and right, any one of them, if it so desires, has the power to keep the flame of awareness, the power to disobey the summons to die and be consumed.
Every living thing has been granted the power, if it so desires, to seek an opening to freedom and to go through it. It is evident to the seer who sees the opening, and to the creatures that go through it, that the Eagle has granted that gift in order to perpetuate awareness.
For the purpose of guiding living things to that opening, the Eagle created the Nagual. The Nagual is a double being to whom the rule has been revealed. Whether it be in the form of a human being, an animal, a plant, or anything else that lives, the Nagual by virtue of its doubleness is drawn to seek that hidden passageway.
The Nagual comes in pairs, male and female. A double man and a double woman become the Nagual only after the rule has been told to each of them, and each of them has understood it and accepted it in full.
To the eye of the seer, a Nagual man or Nagual woman appears as a luminous egg with four compartments. Unlike the average human being, who has two sides only, a left and a right, the Nagual has a left side divided into two long sections, and a right side equally divided in two.
The Eagle created the first Nagual man and Nagual woman as seers and immediately put them in the world to see. It provided them with four female warriors who were stalkers, three male warriors, and one male courier, whom they were to nourish, enhance, and lead to freedom.
The female warriors are called the four directions, the four corners of a square, the four moods, the four winds, the four different female personalities that exist in the human race.
The first is the east. She is called order. She is optimistic, light- hearted, smooth, persistent like a steady breeze.
The second is the north. She is called strength. She is resourceful, blunt, direct, tenacious like a hard wind.
The third is the west. She is called feeling. She is introspective, remorseful, cunning, sly, like a cold gust of wind.
The fourth is the south. She is called growth, She is nurturing, loud, shy, warm, like a hot wind.
The three male warriors and the courier are representative of the four types of male activity and temperament.
The first type is the knowledgeable man, the scholar; a noble, dependable, serene man, fully dedicated to accomplishing his task, whatever it may be.
The second type is the man of action, highly volatile, a great humorous fickle companion.
The third type is the organizer behind the scenes, the mysterious, unknowable man. Nothing can be said about him because he allows nothing about himself to slip out.
The courier is the fourth type, He is the assistant, a taciturn, somber man who does very well if properly directed but who cannot stand on his own.
In order to make things easier, the Eagle showed the Nagual man and Nagual woman that each of these types among men and women of the earth has specific features in its luminous body.
The scholar has a sort of shallow dent, a bright depression at his solar plexus. In some men it appears as a pool of intense luminosity, sometimes smooth and shiny like a mirror without a reflection.
The man of action has some fibers emanating from the area of the will. The number of fibers varies from one to five, their size ranging from a mere string to a thick, whiplike tentacle up to eight feet long. Some have as many as three of these fibers developed into tentacles.
The man behind the scenes is recognized not by a feature but by his ability to create, quite involuntarily, a burst of power that effectively blocks the attention of seers. When in the presence of this type of man, seers find themselves immersed in extraneous detail rather than seeing.
The assistant has no obvious configuration. To seers he appears as a clear glow in a flawless shell of luminosity.
In the female realm, the east is recognized by the almost imperceptible blotches in her luminosity, something like small areas of discoloration.
The north has an overall radiation; she exudes a reddish glow, almost like heat.
The west has a tenuous film enveloping her, a film which makes her appear darker than the others.
The south has an intermittent glow; she shines for a moment and then gets dull, only to shine again.
The Nagual man and the Nagual woman have two different movements in their luminous bodies. Their right sides wave, while their left sides whirl.
In terms of personality, the Nagual man is supportive, steady, unchangeable. The Nagual woman is a being at war and yet relaxed, ever aware but without strain. Both of them reflect the four types of their sex, as four ways of behaving.
The first command that the Eagle gave the Nagual man and Nagual woman was to find, on their own, another set of four female warriors, four directions, who were the exact replicas of the stalkers but who were dreamers.
Dreamers appear to a seer as having an apron of hairlike fibers at their midsections. Stalkers have a similar apronlike feature, but instead of fibers the apron consists of countless small, round protuberances.
The eight female warriors are divided into two bands, which are called the right and left planets. The right planet is made up of four stalkers, the left of four dreamers. The warriors of each planet were taught by the Eagle the rule of their specific task: stalkers were taught stalking; dreamers were taught dreaming.
The two female warriors of each direction live together. They are so alike that they mirror each other, and only through impeccability can they find solace and challenge in each other's reflection.
The only time when the four dreamers or four stalkers get together is when they have to accomplish a strenuous task; but only under special circumstances should the four of them join hands, for their touch fuses them into one being and should be used only in cases of dire need, or at the moment of leaving this world.
The two female warriors of each direction are attached to one of the males, in any combination that is necessary. Thus they make a set of four households, which are capable of incorporating as many warriors as needed.
The male warriors and the courier can also form an independent unit of four men, or each can function as a solitary being, as dictated by necessity.
Next the Nagual and his party were commanded to find three more couriers. These could be all males or all females or a mixed set, but the male couriers had to be of the fourth type of man, the assistant, and the females had to be from the south.
In order to make sure that the first Nagual man would lead his party to freedom and not deviate from that path or become corrupted, the Eagle took the Nagual woman to the other world to serve as a beacon, guiding the party to the opening.
The Nagual and his warriors were then commanded to forget.
They were plunged into darkness and were given new tasks: the task of remembering themselves, and the task of remembering the Eagle.
The command to forget was so great that everyone was separated. They did not remember who they were. The Eagle intended that if they were capable of remembering themselves again, they would find the totality of themselves. Only then would they have the strength and forebearance necessary to seek and face their definitive journey.
Their last task, after they had regained the totality of themselves, was to get a new pair of double beings and transform them into a new Nagual man and a new Nagual woman by virtue of revealing the rule to them. And just as the first Nagual man and Nagual woman had been provided with a minimal party, they had to supply the new pair of Naguals with four female warriors who were stalkers, three male warriors, and one male courier.
When the first Nagual and his party were ready to go through the passageway, the first Nagual woman was waiting to guide them. They were ordered then to take the new Nagual woman with them to the other world to serve as a beacon for her people, leaving the new Nagual man in the world to repeat the cycle.
While in the world, the minimal number under a Nagual's leadership is sixteen: eight female warriors, four male warriors, counting the Nagual, and four couriers. At the moment of leaving the world, when the new Nagual woman is with them, the Nagual's number is seventeen. If his personal power permits him to have more warriors, then more must be added in multiples of four."
Another mystery photo?
Yup, you got it.
I was trying to think up something clever or introspective to write up for this one- but I won’t.
And why should I?
You out there do so much better at interoperating my stuff.
Often I read what you write and have to refer back to my picture.
“Did I take that?”
“Yea! That’s EXACTLY what I meant!”
After what seemed like an eternity treading through the Sahara, with our only light being the moon, we finally settled at our camp. Inside the small camp grounds, now surrounded by resting camels, a few odd palm trees, and sand hills, the locals poured us Moroccan mint tea and treated us to a traditional show. Afterwards, I ventured outside of the camp grounds to explore what was quite possibly the most beautiful environent I have found myself in. Desolate and eerily quite, the camels rested on the cold desert floor, sneering whenever I approached. I took this long exposure of our guide and his camel from a safe enough distance where I didn't disturb either of them to capture to what I thought was the perfect shot.
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Truth, in its rawest form, is what art remembers most.
There are moments that speak louder in silence. In this portrait, a child sits between calm and chaos, a breath held in stillness, an emotion half-formed, half-felt. It is not sadness alone, nor peace, but something in between, the quiet weight of being human, captured before words arrive to explain it.
Shot as part of my ongoing fine art portrait series, this image seeks to uncover the language of emotion through light, shadow, and stillness.
Each imperfection and trace of honesty remains, because truth, in its rawest form, is what art remembers most.
Ok, this is the last photo from my old camera, and also the last one from my honeymoon trip in October. This one was taken in Utah, where they have these amazing rock formations. I usually tend to keep my photos in the cooler color area, but it's nice to shake things up now and then. I also used a slightly different aspect ratio than I usually do for this photo, to really emphasize the vertical lines. Geoff was very helpful in taking this :)
The title, and the whole concept, came from Tool's The Grudge, which is one of my favorite songs.
My online, self-discovery-through-photography class, Introspective, is going to be starting up again in January. It's going to be a really amazing experience, so please read about it and send me a message if you're interested in it!
Capturing gesture, volume and line, Morgan created a permanent and timeless image from an essentially ephemeral experience. In Graham’s performance, based on the life of Emily Dickenson, and in Morgan’s photograph, the poet is portrayed as both messenger to the world and recluse. The dancer extends into space as she holds her head downward, in an introspective, melancholic pose.
Santa Chiara is a religious complex in Naples, Italy, that includes the Church of Santa Chiara, a monastery, tombs and an archeological museum. The Basilica church of Santa Chiara faces Via Benedetto Croce, which is the easternmost leg of Via Spaccanapoli. The church facade of Santa Chiara is diagonally across from the church of Gesù Nuovo.
The double monastic complex was built in 1313–1340 by Queen Sancha of Majorca and her husband King Robert of Naples, who is also buried in the complex. The original church was in traditional Provençal-Gothic style, but was decorated in the 17th century in Baroque style by Domenico Antonio Vaccaro. After the edifice was partially destroyed by a fire after the Allied bombings during World War II, it was brought back to the alleged original state by a disputed restoration, which was completed in 1953.
Famous is the cloister of the Clarisses, transformed in 1742 by Domenico Antonio Vaccaro with the unique addition of majolica tiles in Rococò style. The brash color floral decoration makes this cloister, with octagonal columns in pergola-like structure, likely unique and would seem to clash with the introspective world of cloistered nuns. The cloister arcades are also decorated by frescoes, now much degraded. (Wikipedia)
I'm either super introspective today or I’ve accidentally reversed my sense of self.
Image imagined in MidJourney AI and finished with Topaz Studio and Lightroom Classic.
I was tired of the typical "introspective, moody, dark self-portrait," so I decided to take a lighter approach. I really hate taking self-portraits, but this one was actually pretty fun to put together. Taken for an assignment in an art/photography history class.
By Tim Chambers
Been an interesting and introspective time away - life doesn't always turn out the way one plans or wishes.
Some concerns about my family have dampened my mood. Maybe there will be answers tomorrow?
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