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The London Underground is a microcosm of the city. Everyone, from bankers to buskers, congregates in this dirty and frantic web of tunnels connecting the city above. This tube stop, serene and beautiful in its utilitarian design, is instantly transformed into a mob scene. Frantic commuters rush to catch the next train in a trance of oblivious self-interest.
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The Photo was made very early the next morning. During the night it had rained heavily and turned the area into a microcosm.
On the Olympic Peninsula mosses & lichens grow in profusion. Little forests in microcosm - lilliputian in scale. Many of them are marvelous natural dye plants, no mordants required.
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I've been puzzling over why the image in the reflection is the same as the one in the marble, and not a mirror image. I suppose the sky is projected through the marble rather than a reflection of what's in the marble.
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It was as if I'd found a needle in a haystack. I came across this tiny figurine that had been placed on a grave amid several acres in a nearby cemetery. It was just a few inches tall, and largely concealed by dead grass and flowers. Yet my internal guidance system brought me here. The scene was compelling. It's always this way for me. The sheer humanity of the scene is my initial reaction. I never seem to recognize the names inscribed on the stones, but I feel an empathy for the deceased and the surviving family members and whoever placed this little angel here. I've seen all manner of angel figurines. This one was particularly emotive. The downcast, mournful pose; the bare arms and shoulders exuded a sense of vulnerability on this chilly, rainy, windswept day. Everything I felt and sensed as I stood here seemed to boil down to the thin line where the side of the face intersected with the arm. Amazing fluidity and emotion in the space of about two inches. A microcosm of sorrow, delicate in rendering but so harsh in its symbolism. I held the iPhone as close as I possibly could while maintaining focus on that thin line. Usually the face is the most powerful aspect of these figurines. But here the energy was magnified many fold because the face was concealed. It's as if the energy here is derived in large part by the mind of the viewer.
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Le combat des mâles. La colline du Bollenberg avec ses affleurements calcaires et ses landes sèches constituent un véritable microcosme méditerranéen unique dans notre région d'Alsace.
A young thallus of Ramalina fraxinea Lichen with fruiting bodies of Ramalina fastigiate behind, on an Oak Branch, Sherwood Forest, Nottinghamshire, UK. Identification was thanks to the helpful people at the British Lichen Society. Apparently the pollution-intolerant R. Fraxinea hasn't been recorded in Nottinghamshire this century, so it was a lucky find!
Longueur de 1,5 à 6,5 mm
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In Santo Stefano Quisquina dreaming is mixed up with reality: you must visit the Theatre of Andromeda, a microcosm created by the sculptor-sheperd Lorenzo Reina who has represented the constellation of Andromeda in the landscape of the Sicani Mountains.
Known as the sculptor/shepherd, right from an early age while helping his father on the farm, Lorenzo Reina knew that he wanted to become a sculptor but not a shepherd. As a boy he tended the sheep and passed his days and nights on the mountains together with the herds and a backpack full of chisels and other tools for working the white stone and pieces of wood he found there. He studied the stars and nature that surrounded him. He was totally self-taught. While his sheep wandered off into the neighbouring farm lands where he regularly had to go and look for them, Lorenzo was torn between duty to his father and his yearning to become a full time sculptor.
In the microcosm of graceful creatures who do not know what is bad or evil, the world is most beautiful.
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Im Mikrokosmos der anmutigen Geschöpfe, die nicht wissen was schlecht oder böse ist, ist die Welt am schönsten.
We had our first frost here in South-east Wisconsin on October 26 for this fall.
From budding to seeding, a poetic view of the life cycle of the milkweed.
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