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A good Viking friend.
A Valkyrie is a mythical figure from Norse mythology.
She is a powerful, warrior-like maiden who serves Odin.
Valkyries choose which warriors die in battle and which live.
They guide the fallen heroes to Valhalla, the hall of the slain.
Fierce, noble, and otherworldly, they ride through the skies on winged horses.
Mythical creatures is opening on Immersiva July 19th at 3pm slt with the great Skye Galaxy performing. maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Immersiva/16/108/24
The medusa was a beautiful woman who was followed and raped by Poseidon in a temple to Athena. Athena was offended and cursed the medusa so her hair became snakes, her lower body a serpent and her gaze would turn all to stone. I depicted her as a sad and lonely victim rather than a monster. Perseus beheaded her with Athena putting the head on her shield. Beautifully though, the Pegasus was born from her severed neck which I like to think was her spirit.
The 20th century version of the Native American mythical monster Piasa Bird somewhat based on lithographs and sketches from the 1800s @ Alton, Il. (180409)*
Found myself drawn to the interesting shapes/patterns on this bracket fungus. I can see a number of odd things in this, depending on how I look, maybe you see the creature too?
The rock formation between Porthcurno and lands - End has to be one of the most [ if not the most ] breathtaking in the world .
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The mythical red river flows underground.
Had a bit of fun lightpainting with Brett and my son Scott on the weekend.
The Kings Circle at the Rollright stones.
Being there at Sunrise watching the weather unfold makes you almost feel the history of the place, makes you feel humble to be there.
Little white flowers with lightbulbs. They light the way for the mythical creatures that live in the woods.
Vue sur Barcelone depuis l’esplanade, La Place de la Nature, du parc Güell, imaginé par Antoni Gaudi.
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In heraldry, the unicorn is the national animal of Scotland. This one is atop the Mercat Cross in Edinburgh.
The Kelpies are two 30 metre high horse head sculptures standing at the eastern entrance of the Forth & Clyde canal in Falkirk, Scotland.
Although Kelpies are mythical water horses these were designed to celebrate the horse's role in industry & agriculture by the artist Andy Scott
According to Wikipedia, Nirukta of Yaska, it is the name of a mythical stream that is supposed to flow round the earth and the atmosphere. I think it also flows thru Washington :D
１週間の旅行に行ってきました。
天気予報は雨と曇りの日が続きましたが、
時々太陽が顔を出しました。
太陽が出ると海の色が一瞬で鮮やかになります。
ここは、八重山諸島にある、まぼろしの島です。
潮が満ちると島は海の中に沈みます。
I went on a trip for a week.
Although the rain and cloudy days continued for the weather forecast,
Sometimes the sun has come up.
When the sun comes out, the color of the sea gets momentarily brilliant.
This is an Mythical island in the Yaeyama Islands in Japan.
When the tide is full the island will sink into the ocean.
Have a wonderful weekend !
March 17, 2017
Last August I was lucky enough to visit one of the most surreal places I've ever seen! Better still I was there for my birthday which made it extra special!
Meteora in Greece, meaning 'middle of the sky' or 'in the heavens above' is home to large rock pinnacles housing 6 monasteries on top of them.
This shot was taken from one of the many viewpoints in Meteora, which are a photographers haven at sunset. Oddly for Greece we had numerous cloudy skies (much to our disappointment) but this one day, we were treated to some lovely light!
A day I definitely won't forget for a long time!
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“Nen is mindfulness, attention to the present with a quality of vibrant awareness, as if this present moment were one’s last.”
– Peter Matthiessen, The Snow Leopard
Prologue: Somewhere near the famed Monument Valley tribal park, a little piece of Mars masquerades as a pilgrimage for photographers. Images shared by past pilgrims have simultaneously warned and espoused my curiosity to experience this place with my own senses. I was keenly aware that the journey to this place is as rough as it gets, but the destination is what the eye craves and the brain disbelieves – a citadel of magnanimous mythical beauty that – as Matthiessen said – one truly sees by not trying to see. Researching the route and the tour initially, I morosely accepted that this trip was not meant for our dad-son duo – one, the ride seemed too challenging for my eight year old, and two, ogres are not supposed to be near such beautiful places.
Ah yes. But, thoughts change. After some deliberation and consultation with some of you here on flickr (thank you!), the mind was now ready –– Hey you, here we come!
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The Journey: After cannonading through sand, boulders, washes and hills for an hour, the revving 4X4 vehicle came to a brief stop like a bleeding bull from a Spanish bullfight. In front was a four-five feet high almost vertical slick-rock wall that seemed more like the end of a blind alley rather than the way forward. As if hissing off its painful banderillas, the 4X4 bull revved louder. It was about to climb up that vertical wall! The driver softly said, 'hold on!' and pressed the gas. Instinctively, I reached over from the back to Rishabh in the front passenger seat and held his head tightly as a makeshift helmet. I was certain, in its attempt to climb the wall, the 4X4 would certainly turn over into the deep ravine.
It didn’t.
However, after such gravity-defying climbs, the air thickly percolated with smell of burnt rubber. The driver-guide said, this vehicle requires new tires quite often, sometime every other month during tourist season.
But this was ‘off-season’, when everything was cold. Bitterly cold. After a sunny morning, cold clouds had moved in with their nefarious gloom.
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The Mesa: Hunt’s mesa is privately owned tribal land where the owner has approved only three Navajo tour operators to commercially operate within his property at the rate of $10 per visitor. While restricted permission is good for the frail ecology of this high-desert land, however, such limited supply to an ever increasing tourism demand has inflated tour prices; I have flown cross-country for a few dollars less than what this trip costed us. But pecuniary thoughts were the last thing on my mind when we reached the ‘camp’ on the mesa top. Weak sunbeams permeating through thick clouds were playing hide and seek with the vista and my mind. To tell you the truth, I was simultaneously exulted and humbled. The incoming snowstorm, that would later deposit a foot of snow overnight, forced us to abandon our plans of staying late. But we still had an hour or two to remain in the Nen, which was by then masquerading as the Zen.
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Epilogue: I stood at the edge of a protruding sandstone slab and tried to feel the silence of the above scene consciously. Interweaved with the wind’s occasional chortle, I could hear my deep relaxed inhalations. They say, ethereal beauty palliates mortal hearts and minds of their sufferings. I say, it liberates them too.
This photo was taken during a photography course in Haliburton, Ontario, with Canadian wilderness photographer Rob Stimpson.
I'm sorting old photos and posting a few interesting ones. This image was uploaded to Flickr on Dec. 6, 2021.
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"Both dreams and myths are important communications from ourselves to ourselves. If we do not understand the language in which they are written, we miss a great deal of what we know and tell ourselves in those hours when we are not busy manipulating the outside world."
~Erich Fromm~
As Wilhelmina wandered alone through a strange place where huge trees grew out of huge rocks, she got a whiff of bark tea... but she couldn't work out where it was coming from.
She'd heard about a mythical cat that lived in this area who was a member of a secret Dark Order, but she never did see such a creature <3
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