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he is so worried when I shoot him and when it's over than he came to me and said plz delete that picture and I reply no it's so beautiful one day u too fell in love with own and atlast I said that I make an frame and I give it to u.
Child labour in the Hind Match Factory, Sivakasi, Tamil Nadu. I took the original photo on 23/08/1979 and reproduced it here from a rather scratched black and white print and then edited it in macOS Mojave and in Luminar.
It was Canada Day and the birthing room windows faced out towards a vast panorama of the city of St. Catharines and the Lake Ontario shoreline. For a while, attention was preoccupied with the various fireworks displays going on all over but, soon it was time to get down to business. As holiday celebrations (none of which are captured here) continued into the night surrounding, a pretty special event was happening in a room high above it all.
No post-processing (except slight horizon adjustment and the cloning out of one light above).
Never forget that Labour rights like leave with pay, sick pay, dismissal protection, right to strike and so on aren't taken for granted. It was a hard fight to get them.
May 1, 2020
... Il les emmène par-delà les labours
Chevaucher les licornes à la tombée du soir...
Hervé Cristiani (Il est libre, Max)
the birds have finished with this little beauty despite all the work they'd done to decorate it with lichen. 8>
Our Canada Day fireworks were postponed because of the fire ban. Sponsored by Cedar Cove Resort and presented by Capital Pyrotechnics on Three Mile Bay, White Lake, Ontario.
Oxford Bodleian Library MS Auct. D. inf 2-11;
Book of hours, use of Sarum; fol- 07r [1440-50]
Leo - Lion
I came across this Dad pacing up and down the pavement with his crying child outside a tapas bar on a back street in central Madrid.
I thought it rather ironic that the name of the tapas bar translates from the Spanish as "Labours of Love".
This was in Chhattisgarh, Central India. Some Indian friends and i had driven, then walked for hours to reach a cave and a waterfall, deep into the forest, where, my friends said, only sadhus (holy men) go. But as soon as we arrived there, we were welcomed by a group of villagers who were working at the enlargement of a path, leading to the cave. There were many of them, men and women, working on the site, while their kids would play around.
Chhattisgarh, India. 2008