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There is a moment in every dawn when light floats, there is the possibility of magic. Creation holds its breath.
- Douglas Adams
4.52: Long exposure
a reeeeally long time. Popping in to say hello and to see what you've all been up to.
Hope you are all doing well :)
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It's been over 2 years since I last blew up a light bulb!
Incandescent lightbulb cracked open to release the argon gas inside. As the filament burns, tungsten particles separate from the filament, eventually causing the filament to weaken and break. The presence of gas inside the light bulb helps extend the lifespan of the light bulb by slowing the evaporation process of the tungsten. By releasing the gas the filament burns instantly when the power is switched on! So much fun!
I now need to source some old skool lightbulbs as my stock has literally been depleted!
Strobist: 60w Bulb :)
This is the 3rd frame in a sequence of 4. I'll post the rest up at some point...
Postcard from Sydney
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A man selling souvenir's to (us) tourists on the passing ferry's from his bamboo raft on the river Le, during our journey from Guilin to Yangshuo, China.
— unknown
holy crap, it's an upload from me. i didn't want to miss another hbw. and the quote, not sure why i think it fits, it just does. texture much? :P
...since I could hold my head up high.
It’s Been Awhile since I said I'm sorry. - Staind
I was walking along a path when I looked up and saw this tree. I smiled. I had photographed it two years ago. It caught my eye then as it catches it now. It has an unforgettable presence.
dawn, Cuyahoga Valley National Park, Ohio. unedited image.
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film.
found this film in an album full of pictures from year 6, mustve been from PGL or something :L
but i like itt.
i want to start uploading/taking more film pictures.
i missed the apostrophe.
life is over.
these are those teeny tiny muscari that you see scattered......barely a few inches in height, maybe 3 or 4!
wants to go somewhere further. // what took me so long?
whoa, oh, oh
whoa, oh, oh
whoa, oh, oh
what took me so long?
May 19, 2011.
That's one of my friends.
I am seventeen, today.
I don't feel much of a difference, except that I know I'm seventeen.
Again, being defined by a solitary word, that is nine letters long, and yet holds intimidating levels of expectations.
It surprised me a lot by how many people actually remembered - including people who I haven't talked to in extremely long; it flooded back countless nostalgic memories of times I quietly forgot when I entered an entirely different world. Slow recollections of people who meant, and still mean, or used to mean, a lot to me, but who faded away as both of us chased our own skies.
Am I wiser, yet? Or am I more mature? I can't exactly tell. Maybe there's no difference, not yet.
A birthday is supposed to be a happy thing, but have you thought of what exactly you're wishing for when you blow out your birthday candles? That is, if you even believe that those candles work anymore.
When the flames extinguish, that's it - you have acknowledged the passing of another year, the state of adding one to your age. There's no taking that acknowledgement back.
Thank you so much to those of you who wished me :)