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Portrait taken in 1973 on Kodak Tri-X bw negative film using a Minolta SR-T 101 SLR. The negative was later scanned for digital reproduction, and developed further by softening the image, increasing contrast, and adding monotone color. Cropped to square format.
She is positioned on the left side of the frame, facing towards the right, with her head slightly turned to the side, giving a profile view. Her long, dark hair cascades down her shoulders, complementing her calm and introspective expression. She is wearing a sleeveless top paired with denim overalls, which are fastened with visible buckles. The overalls have a relaxed fit, suggesting comfort and practicality.
The background of the image is softly blurred, creating a serene atmosphere. The landscape features a vast, open field with patches of brown and green grass, indicating a possibly dry or autumnal season. In the distance, a small, rustic red barn is visible, adding a quaint and charming element to the scene. Further back, a blurry figure of a horse can be seen, standing calmly in the field, adding depth and context to the image. The sky above is hazy and pale, contributing to the peaceful ambiance of the scene. The overall color palette of the image is muted and earthy, with soft pastel tones that evoke a sense of calmness and tranquility.
captured in palma de mallorca, this photo depicts the silhouette of a man deep in thought, with the shadow of a street lamp cast above him. in german, there is a saying "ein licht geht auf," which means "a light goes on" when someone finds a solution or understands something. the interplay of light and shadow in this image beautifully symbolizes the moment of realization and clarity.
Standing atop Cime de la Bonette at 2802 meters, Europe's highest paved road summit, I was captivated by the shifting interplay between overcast skies and the golden autumn landscape below. This moment captured the atmospheric beauty that defines high-altitude environments where clouds drift close enough to touch.
My intention was to showcase how mountain landscapes transform under different weather conditions. The heavy cloud cover creates a dramatic, moody ambiance that contrasts beautifully with the warm golden tones of the autumn ridges. From this exceptional vantage point, the endless succession of peaks stretching toward Italy reveals the true scale of the Alpine massif.
What drew me to this composition was the subtle quality of light filtering through the clouds - not the harsh drama of approaching storms, but rather the softer, more contemplative atmosphere of an overcast mountain day. This diffused illumination brings out textures and contours that brilliant sunshine might wash out, painting the landscape in muted, sophisticated tones.
This image represents the full spectrum of mountain photography - embracing not only those perfect blue-sky moments, but also the quieter, introspective beauty of clouded days when the mountains reveal a different, equally compelling character.
a moment carved in grain and smoke — the rough tenderness of time drawn into his fingertips, his gaze drifting somewhere between memory and indifference. the world turns behind him, but here, everything stands still in the breath of a cigarette and the fold of an old wool cap.
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=NQYUiviwD-s
THE LINES OF MY EARTH – SIXPENCE NONE THE RICHER
“We must return to our primordial state of beingness, who we truly are, put our fears and Ego aside, then rebuild our understanding of love upon sincere and sustainable human virtues.”
― Joseph Rain
I went into the forest to scream
I thought the trees would understand
the vibration shook their ancient roots
they cried in golden leaves that fell to ground
I felt they understood
and how it was for me
they did not ask me questions
their canopy of comfort sheltered me
I entrusted all my secrets
carved into the etched and textured bark
interwove my life-lines within the trace of theirs
combined our spirits in the dark
the night had fallen in the aftermath
once the echoes of my cries died down
the trees bled their sweet-honeyed sap of life
as I shed the shroud that held me down
freer now than I had ever been
I could fly with night owls way up high
and sit upon the tallest branches
to wish upon the star-lit sky
the pinnacle of all desire
is desirous of the need
to be at one with all the earth
to feel; to love; to bleed
the gamut of our mortal emotions
I ran from the first time I breathed
and the lessons I learned kept getting stronger
the faster I ran; the more I perceived
now I sit silently in the darkness
emptied of my constant self
the science of my religion
the knowledge implanted within my mind
from the ancestral sliver of inherited skelf
the patterns repeated over and over
down through the ages we tread
needless, egotistical behaviour
had become our buttered bread
sustaining our greed and hunger; our need to justify
never satisfying our deeper feelings
giving vent until our exhausted veins grow dry
there is nothing in the darkness
that is not present in the light
no need to fear what we cannot see
no need to flee; no need to blight
the perfect imperfections held
within our souls; without
the secrets only we can know
are the ones we want to shout
they are the ones that pin us fast
and stuck in perpetual motion
a hamster wheel; a merry-go-round
jump off; set free emotions
cathartic actions speak louder now
than lips sewn tight with silvered threads
of lies and secret, harboured desires;
of heavy thoughts and dreads
lighten our hearts and free our souls
to float above the ether
look down; around; this is all we have
this one moment that will not last forever
live it well; cherish this time
for the second it is borne to be, is the second it will depart
and may never be repeated like the silent notes
played in the rhythm between the beats of our ever-loving hearts.
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My artwork is a compilation of 3 of my photographs
Berlin, Gardens of the World, Chinese Garden Cabinet "Dule Yuan": Looking from the fountain pavilion over the watercourse to the mirror wall at the other end
"Die Beschäftigung des Menschen mit sich selbst ist nicht erst seit dem Aufpoppen von Yogastudios und Meditations-Apps en vogue. Die introspektive und unabhängige Denkweise war z. B. bereits ein zentrales Element der gelungenen Lebensführung chinesischer Gelehrter. Sima Guang, Politiker, Historiker und Gelehrter aus der chinesischen Song-Dynastie, erschuf im 11. Jahrhundert einen Garten, der dieser Lebensführung angeblich besonders zuträglich war: den Dule Yuan, übersetzt in etwa „Garten des abgeschiedenen Vergnügens“. In einem Aufsatz beschrieb er die Struktur und die landschaftlichen Höhepunkte des Gartens. Seither kommt dem Dule Yuan ein herausragender Platz in der chinesischen Gartenbaugeschichte zu.Die Gestaltung des Gartens geht zurück auf ein Gemälde des Dule Yuan aus dem 16. Jahrhundert. Seine geometrische Achsenstruktur setzt sich aus einem Bambuspfad, einer rechteckigen Platzfläche und einem Wasserkanal zusammen. Blickfang und beliebtes Fotomotiv des Gartens ist die modern gestaltete, stählerne und in Gold lackierte Bambushütte, die sich harmonisch in die sanfte Geometrie der sie umgebenden Gartenlandschaft einfügt. Durch die umliegenden Spiegelflächen entsteht eine vertikale Tiefe, die die Grenze zwischen Mensch und Natur verschwimmen lässt. Ganz im Sinne des Dule Yuan sind die Spiegelflächen außerdem Schnittpunkte zwischen Realität und Imagination, zwischen Sehen und Gesehenwerden. Dieses fließende Raumbewusstsein ist es, was die spirituelle Essenz chinesischer Gärten ausmacht."
Beschreibung übernommen von der Website der Gärten der Welt
www.gaertenderwelt.de/gaerten-architektur/internationale-...
"The preoccupation of humans with themselves hasn’t only been in fashion since the advent of yoga studios and meditation apps. Introspective and independent ways of thinking were, for example, already a central element of the way of life of Chinese scholars. Sima Guang, politician, historian and scholar of the Chinese Song dynasty, created a garden in the 11th century that was said to be particularly beneficial to this lifestyle: the Dule Yuan, translated as "Garden of Secluded Pleasure". In an essay he described the structure and landscape highlights of the garden. Since then, the Dule Yuan has maintained a pre-eminent position in Chinese horticultural history.The design of the garden is based on a painting by Dule Yuan from the 16th century. Its geometric axis structure is composed of a bamboo path, a rectangular plaza and a water channel. The garden's eye-catching and popular photo spot is the modern designed steel bamboo hut painted in gold, which blends in harmoniously with the gentle geometry of the surrounding garden landscape. The surrounding mirror surfaces create a vertical depth that blurs the boundary between man and nature. In the spirit of the Dule Yuan, the mirror surfaces are also intersections between reality and imagination, between seeing and being seen. This fluid awareness of space is what makes up the spiritual essence of Chinese gardens."
Description taken from the web site of the Gardens of the World.
www.gaertenderwelt.de/en/gardens-architecture/internation...
I never knew that a day
like today lay before us.
I've got the sun in my heart
and my heart's in the sun.
Skies are as bright
as your eyes,
the horizon is open.
(An experiment in using shadows. What I learned: More RAM is needed, asap. New video card couldn't hurt, either)
Recent work from the ongoing Introspective Illumination project. My intent for this project is to explore themes of identity and mortality. I aim to explore how our identity is influenced by the spaces we inhabit and our connection to them. Additionally, I want to engage with existential questions about existence, impermanence, and the passage of time. By closely observing and collaborating with the spaces I inhabit—considering their colors, light, form, and texture—I create starting points for self-exploration, reflection, and deeper understanding.
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I caught Jacob being introspective. We were trying to get to the north cape but on the way there we somehow got turned around and drove in the wrong direction for half an hour. It's hard to get lost in the smallest province, but we did it.
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Late morning in April, but the shadows were still long and the sunlight still low; it gave this path an introspective feel.
A close-up of Irene. A fantastic friend.
This photo was taken during the trekking to Toubkal, Morocco.
Close-up series
Ongoing exploration of work as I develop a potential series "Introspective Illumination". This project is a deeply personal exploration of mindfulness and self-reflection. It is set against the relentless pace of our hyperconnected society with its incessant urgency and the pervasive challenge of accomplishing more in less time. The project seeks to juxtapose the relentless pursuit for efficiency and productivity with the inherent human need for rest and contemplation.
a fleeting moment through the window. shadows of the present pass by, blurred and faceless, while the statue stands still, timeless and unmoved. a silent witness to all who come and go. between stone and shadow, past and present merge. a quiet reflection on memory and time.
in the quiet of the early morning, this minimalist scene at a stainless steel pool invites a moment of reflection. the interplay of the sleek handrail, gently rippling water, and the clean lines of the pool deck creates a harmonious balance between form and function. the simplicity of the composition, captured with the hasselblad x2d, draws the viewer into a serene and introspective space. the image is a study in contrast and subtlety, where the man-made meets nature, and stillness becomes a canvas for contemplation.
“Some birds are not meant to be caged, that's all. Their feathers are too bright, their songs too sweet and wild. So you let them go, or when you open the cage to feed them they somehow fly out past you. And the part of you that knows it was wrong to imprison them in the first place rejoices, but still, the place where you live is that much more drab and empty for their departure.”
- Stephen King, Rita Hayworth and Shawshank Redemption : A Story from Different Seasons
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=b4e8TjBLsJc
It's Only Pain by Katie Melua
INTROSPECTIVE
If I climbed the highest mountain until I couldn't see the ground
If I swam the deepest ocean to a love that wasn't found
If I dug the deepest hole to buried treasure underground
If I sung the sweetest melody that echoed all around
If I screamed the loudest scream but didn't make a sound
If I recited all the poetry from my heart that knows no bounds
Would I see you on the mountain or would you still be on the ground
Would you swim beside me with the dolphins that we found
Would you open up the treasure chest with the key left on the mound
Would you sing in perfect harmony and dance and turn around
Would you fill the air with your sweet voice or leave the emptiness abound
Would you make my poems rhyme with yours with sweetness of your sounds
What if I never climb the mountain, what if I never swim the sea
What if I never lift a shovel or dig a tunnel straight to thee
What if I never sing a lullaby or whisper in your ear
What if the scream I make is as silent as my gently flowing tears
What if the poems, prose and words I write are simply emptiness
What if loneliness and sorrow end in silence; empty promises
Could we climb a different mountain; find a different kind of love
Could we swim in warmer water; where the sunshine is above
Could we bury all the treasures of a love that cannot be
Could we sing a different song of friendship; harmony
Could we cease to scream inside our heads and find peace in silent reverie
Could we form a Poet's Corner and speak quietly of our hearts so free
I like to think there is a better way, where words are not required
I like to think that I can convey my feelings with my eyes
I like to think that unconditional love means I can let you go
I like to think that you will live a life so happy and I can make it so
I like to think that in many years I will still be here
I like to think my memories of you will keep me warm, my dear
So with these thoughts and words of mine I journey on my way
So I can fight the fight within me, so I can have my say
So I can find the strength I know is waiting for the chance
So I can find the will in me, to let go; begin a different dance
So I can find a better way to find true happiness
So I can find the final hurdle and leap it; then I am blessed.
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the world feels heavier after the rain, the air thick and still. beneath the red arch of the building, she walks slowly, her steps echoing in the emptiness. the wet ground reflects the scene like a memory half-remembered, the lines blurred but the mood intact. the red stands bold against the muted sky, a lone color defying the grey. her gaze drifts outward, thoughtful, as if caught between staying and moving forward. here, in madrid’s quiet corners, the storm has passed, but its weight lingers.
A young lady sits with her dogs taking time for a portrait
Prompt: Create an ultra-realistic digital fine art painting in vertical aspect ratio, inspired by classical oil portraiture with museum-quality lighting and texture.
Depict a young African American woman seated beside a white west highland terrier and a salt and pepper Schnauzer dog in a calm, dignified indoor setting. The woman wears a long, elegant white lace dress with delicate embroidery and a high neckline, evoking 19th-century fashion. She sits gracefully, holding a bouquet of flowers in her lap, her expression serene and introspective. Her posture is upright and composed, exuding quiet strength and refinement.
Beside her, the dogs have a calm, intelligent demeanor and sit attentively, its gaze directed forward.
Behind them stands a large, dark iron industrial boiler door embossed with engraved lettering, adding depth and contrast to the otherwise soft and painterly environment. The textured metal surface contrasts beautifully with the woman’s white dress and the floral tones of her bouquet.
The lighting is natural yet subdued, softly illuminating the woman’s face and the dog’s coat while casting gentle shadows across the floor and background.
The style should emulate realistic skin tones and fabric rendering. Capture the emotional stillness and quiet nobility of the scene, timeless, contemplative, and painterly.
Style: Digital fine art painting
Mood: Serene, dignified, introspective
Lighting: Soft diffused studio light, natural tonal balance
Quality: Ultra-realistic, no noise, no grain, museum-quality detail
This digital fine art was created using OpenAI Sora AI and Photoshop
captured in the early morning hours at hotel sonnwies in südtirol, this photograph is a study in simplicity and calm. with its crisp lines and gentle reflections, it transforms an ordinary pool into a space of quiet contemplation. the straight-edge railing slices through the frame, creating a sense of infinite depth and balance, while the stillness of the water evokes a moment of serene introspection. shot with the leica m11 monochrom and 50mm summilux f/1.4 asph, the image celebrates the beauty of minimalism in black and white, where every detail whispers rather than shouts.
From family dinners with 30 people to the solitude of solitary births. The Covid has changed everything
Natale Covid
Dalle cene di famiglia con 30 persone alla solitudine dei natali solitari. Il covid ha cambiato tutto
Some people say that long exposure shots of jetties are done to death. But, is there anything that feeds or soul that is ever done to death? Does a pondering point such as the edge of a jetty ever cease to attract us? Does our need to react with a different type of environment ever dies? Jetties are not to be perceived merely as another subject, to me, they are the starting point of a destination for the soul, a path to an introspective state. Under such situations, some experience the state of "satori"...
For the March challenge for 12 Months For Dogs group, we were asked for a different perspective or viewpoint, which gave a lot of scope to be creative.
Yes, left it to the last minute again ... found it hard to choose which pic to post as so many different approaches could've been used.
Finally decided on this one, mainly because I wanted to keep in the flow of my farm series for now.
On first joining Flickr, I was so captivated by Marco Sgarbi's 'Merammano' images on his own farm in Italy.
I've done mostly and many of Miss W as the show pony/diva/Dogue cover girl, or chuckling, Happy Face MW, so this is a break away from my usual style of her, more thoughtful, introspective …. ignoring me and the camera for a change.
I look at this one and I'm reminded that Merammas, along with other livestock guardians like the Great Pyranees and Kuvasz, are an Old World Breed with a history of thousands of years.
And with that comes a certain stoicism and endurance in character.
Definitely inspired by Marco..
(Tho' I have to laugh ... the other day on our walk, a little girl declared loudly to her mother, "Look Mummy, there's a wolf over there!"
Gosh, it brought up such an old memory from probably back in kindergarten, 1963, a school playground game we used to play, called Whitie The WonderDog, where this hero dog - yes, pure white - would go rescue people in trouble…
Where on earth did we get this idea from?
I'm sure none of us had TV yet and most certainly hadn't even heard of The Adventures of TinTin…)
Well anyway, a reflective mood for Lent and Passover/Pesach....
Enjoy your week, everyone x
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