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Subject Isolation Practice: Outfit inspired flash practice session. Using a single softbox for general lighting, a snoot for face highlighting, and then a blue gel on a reflector with barnbox for hair lighting.
Mother I tried please believe me,
I'm doing the best that I can.
I'm ashamed of the things I've been put through,
I'm ashamed of the person I am.
First ever try .. not a good one :P captured when raining need ur suggestions Flickr buddies :). [ Water Splash ]
Random images from around using a Nikon F5, Nikkor 24-85mm/f3.5 and Ilford B&W ISO400 film with a yellow filter.
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Alien:Isolation
Cheat Engine table for freecam, noHuD, FoV and DoF controls
Uncropped & downsampled 5k.
Resampled and post corrected with reshade software.
Original shot
www.flickr.com/photos/courier_ttf/15326833419/in/set-7215...
PostFX through Lightroom (noise reduction, gamma&exposure, levels).
I felt like going back and fixing and remaking this image, for I really love it and it does benefit from the resampling and correction.
If isolation tempers the strong, it is the stumbling block of the
uncertain. - Paul Cezanne
From my archives, having time to go back through older photos that I missed - this one from Torres del Paine National Park, Chile. The trees are "ghosts" remaining from a fire with the surrounding area re-growing.
“I have a sense of melancholy isolation, life rapidly vanishing, all the usual things. It's very strange how often strong feelings don't seem to carry any message of action”
― Philip Larkin: Letters to Monica
Fat cat says it all with his big yawn. I must be on the mend as boredom rather than any symptoms is without a doubt my biggest gripe of the day.
Dungeness property, close to the working fishing boats. A place that must seem totally isolated at times and others full of photographers and film crews.
Active Assignment Weekly September 23 - October 1: Isolation
WIT: In the mall these people appear in isolation despite being amongst others - sometimes with the help of technology. Took the pic, desaturated the background a bit, cropped to 8 by 10.
I'm continuing a series I started on Insta where I've been sharing my own personal struggles with Isolation and lack of access to quality medical care.
Once again I have a new medical team and once again this means my referrals are no longer available to me because once again it's been suggested that I also change medical insurance.
There's a big part of me that feels like I've once again allowed people to influence me into making bad choices for my overall health, wellbeing and existence.
I say this because I was scan away from starting chemotherapy that I've not had access to for well over a year. While the cancer is fully treatable and curable, it was stage three when it was finally diagnosed properly. I went nearly two years being told it was nothing, then to being told it was fat pockets or dislodged fat. That's not a thing. Fat doesn't just hang out in the body. it could become blood clots resulting in death. Lipodystrophy was once a common side effect of first generation drugs to treat what was once called "the gay cancer" or "GRID" Gay Retro Immune Disease. However today's medications is far more advanced and things like this are very very rare. She telling me it was this as well was simply incorrect. When the blood test cane back normal for cancer, I was ordered to forget it and let it go. March 10, 2021, two years after feeling the lumps grown larger and larger in my neck, under my arms and other areas and after two hospital stays and an AIDS diagnosis that came on February 3, 2021, after 12 years of controlled undetected HIV, but 41 days without access to the one pill I took daily only missing when I couldn't get them prescribed. It was like a 1 to 2 punch right to my face.
Friends who started this journey with me, went with me to every single medical appointment and saw what was happening are pretty much no longer available. Isolating me even more and left with feelings of my decline becoming too much for them and the burden of my being so sick, not with mental illness issues which have affected all of them, but my best friend the most, no work, bills mounting, eating cat and dog food and at times from garbage bins just so not to feel like this massive burden to them or this huge failure to myself.
I'm also not fighting for housing and thought of homelessness in my state creates more mental stress, anxiety, panic attacks. I no longer feel safe expressing how I feel or what I am dealing with 24 hours a day 7 days a week with no breaks. To know that threats of homelessness come from the very places I must turn to for support who hold my housing in their hands and can end it at anytime is very crippling.
It's come to my attention that the people I love, the people I consider my friends, the people I've trusted are saying things that have worked and are working against me completely devastates me.
from one pill a day and occasionally having to take a pain medication to help me control Sickle Cell is now these pills in the pictures.
1 pill twice a day
1 pill once a day
1 pill four times a day
1 pill 3 times a day
3 pills once a day
1 5ml dose every 6 hours
I have to set alarms in order not to forget.
I still have no idea if the cancer has spread any further. I've not had my colonoscopy
All of these pills come with hefty side effects, including heart and breathing problems, drastic mood swings, skin problems, brain issues, drowsiness, irritability, inability to function and death.
I must monitor my blood pressure and oxygen constantly.
I was already struggling to hold me camera and tonight I couldn't hold it still with a 50mm lens. I had to place it on a tripod.
95% of the time I am alone. My friend Andrew comes by on Sundays to take me and the dogs to Santa Monica, my hometown. Besides doctors appointments this is my only outing. He is the only contact I have with a human being in person. Imagine what this feels like.
This is my life........fading away