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An exercise in colors and textures, one of the photo-ops at the last NECCC conference
An honorable mention at the 7th Metropolitan International Exhibition of Photography
Сrystals of acetylsalicylic acid in polarization. Cнято с объективом ЛОМО ОКС1-40-1 F=40 f2.5 в реверсном положении. Масштаб съёмки 4:1
my window and my Fender bass
my window no. 39
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Сrystals of acetylsalicylic acid in polarization. Cнято с объективом ЛОМО ОКС1-40-1 F=40 f2.5 в реверсном положении. Масштаб съёмки 4:1
I want to be your object, of your affection
Give me all your time, touch, money, and attention
Pick me up after school, you can be my baby
Maybe we could go somewhere, get a little crazy
He's rich and I'm wishin', um, he could be my Mister Yum
Delicious to the maximum, chew him up like bubble gum
Mama's pretty party favor, he says I'm his favorite flavor
Uh, uh, catch me ridin' like a bitch
Got the six forty-five, catch me ridin' with my bitch
Uh, long hair, Lana, that's my bitch
Uh, You can tell by the swagger and the lips, uh
Uh, uh, catch me ridin' like a bitch
Got the six forty-five, catch me ridin' with my bitch
Uh, long hair, Lana, that's my bitch
Uh, You can tell by the swagger and the lips, uh
You say that I am flawless, true perfection
So give me all your drugs, props, money, and connections
Pick me up after school, actin' kinda shady
You're the coolest kid in town, I'm your little lady
Your sick and I'm kissin' him, magical musician, I'm
Drivin' at the cinema, lovin' him and lickin' him
He's my lovely life-saver
Doesn't mind my bad behavior
Uh, uh, catch me ridin' like a bitch
Got the six forty-five, catch me ridin' with my bitch
Uh, long hair, Lana, that's my bitch
Uh, You can tell by the swagger and the lips, uh
Uh, uh, catch me ridin' like a bitch
Got the six forty-five, catch me ridin' with my bitch
Uh, long hair, Lana, that's my bitch
Uh, You can tell by the swagger and the lips, uh
Swervin', swervin', gettin' all them dimes
Tell her I be doin', I be swaggin' to my prime
This ain't all the time, it happens all the time
That's a big contradiction, get your money on your mind
What, what, tell her I be on a chase
Chasin' for that paper and you see me on that race
What, what, tell her I be goin' first
I be gon' first and they put me in a hearse, oh
One big room, full of bad bitches, no
One big room and it's full of mad bitches
Lana, Lana, tell them what it is
Tell 'em that you doin' it, you mean to do it big
I said, one big room, full of bad bitches, no it's
One big room and it's full of mad bitches, I said
Lana, Lana, tell them what it is
Tell 'em when you do it that you only do it big
Uh, uh, catch me ridin' like a bitch
Got the six forty-five, catch me ridin' with my bitch
Uh, long hair, Lana, that's my bitch
Uh, You can tell by the swagger and the lips, uh
Uh, uh, catch me ridin' like a bitch
Got the six forty-five, catch me ridin' with my bitch
Uh, long hair, Lana, that's my bitch
Uh, You can tell by the swagger and the lips, uh
...this is a unique looking object growing in my garden...the dead base of the Trumpet flower...a Vine I have in the back yard.
HMM!
tune: www.youtube.com/watch?v=mHaXDWqpHy8
The woman watching tv at the right is from deposit photos.
textures and color washes are mine.
Parc National d'Ordesa/Mte Perdido - Aragon - Espagne
Le Gypaète barbu oiseau mythique des Pyrénées est le plus grand oiseau terrestre d’Europe. Prés de 3 mètres d’envergure.
L’adulte est reconnaissable à sa longue queue,ses ailes effilées et surtout à son poitrail de couleur rouge orangée,
cette couleur serait due aux boues riches en oxydes ferreux dans lesquelles ils aiment se baigner.
Son régime alimentaire, composé de charognes et de déchets divers, le fait appartenir à la grande famille des vautours.
Qu’il advienne qu’une vache meure, les charognards accourent festoyer. Posé sagement à l’écart, le Gypaète attend timidement son heure pour profiter des reliefs du repas.
Débris d’os, déchets de peau constituent son ordinaire. Selon une technique éprouvée, il se saisit des os, grimpe en altitude et les précipite dans les rochers pour les briser.
Cette curieuse habitude lui vaut en Espagne le nom de « Quebrantahuesos » signifiant « briseur d’os. »
Selon la légende, le dramaturge grec Eschyle serait mort, le crâne explosé par une carapace de tortue lâchée par un Gypaète.
En Aragon, le Gypaète barbu à fait l’objet d’un vaste plan de protection, de restauration et de conservation de l'espèce.
Dans le Parc National d'Ordesa/Mont Perdu, autour du secteur d'Escuain ont été créées des aires de nourrissage,
l’objectif principal est de fournir une nourriture saine et exempte de poison.
Un marquage des juvéniles au nid permet un suivi de la population. C’est ainsi que l’on peut les compter et mieux connaître leurs mœurs.
Le secteur du Parc National et de ses environs immédiats compte une trentaine d'individus.
The bearded vulture, the mythical bird of the Pyrenees, is the largest land bird in Europe. It has a wingspan of nearly 3 meters.
The adult is recognizable by its long tail, its tapered wings and especially its orange-red chest,
This color would be due to the mud rich in ferrous oxides in which they like to bathe.
Its diet, composed of carrion and various waste, makes it belong to the large family of vultures.
When a cow dies, the scavengers come to feast. The Bearded Vulture is timidly waiting for its time to enjoy the meal.
Bone scraps and skin scraps are his usual fare. According to a proven technique, it seizes the bones, climbs to the top and precipitates them in the rocks to break them.
This curious habit earned him the name "Quebrantahuesos" in Spain, meaning "bone breaker.
According to legend, the Greek playwright Aeschylus died with his skull blown off by a tortoise shell dropped by a lammergeier.
In Aragon, the Bearded Vulture has been the object of an extensive plan for the protection, restoration and conservation of the species.
In the National Park of Ordesa/Mont Perdu, around the sector of Escuain, feeding areas have been created,
The main objective is to provide a healthy and poison-free food.
A marking of the juveniles in the nest allows a follow-up of the population. This is how they can be counted and their habits better known.
The sector of the National Park and its immediate surroundings counts about thirty individuals.
Japan and the Netherlands commemorated in the year 2000 that both countries "met" for the first time 400 years ago. With the stranding on the Japanese coast of the Dutch ship "De Liefde" (April 19, 1600) a wonderful, sometimes difficult exchange started between two cultures, East and West. In the botanical field, there was a lot of exchange of plants and plant knowledge.
There was regular exchange of people, objects and knowledge through the Deshima trading post near Nagasaki. The Hortus botanicus also had its role as a conduit for many, at that time unknown and now loved plant species. They found their way from Japan via the Leiden Hortus to Dutch ornamental plant cultivation.
The standard-bearer of this plant exchange was Philipp Franz von Siebold. In his honor, a Japanese garden has been laid out in the Hortus botanicus: the Von Siebold Memorial Garden. In this Japanese garden is the statue of Von Siebold, which is of particular interest to Japanese visitors. A bow to the image, and thus to the life and work of Von Siebold, is an important goal for them when visiting Leiden and the Leiden Hortus.
J'ai passé mon confinement à Saint Cyprien (à coté de Perpignan) dans une maison de famille. La maison est plutôt coté campagne que coté mer.
Les équipements ludiques de la piscine d'un camping à la limite des 1km de ma maison.
Je n'avais avec moi que deux appareils photos Panasonic (Lumix GM1 et GM5) et deux objectif Olympus Zuiko (14mm et 25mm)
Ici, j'ai utilisé l'association du GM5 et du 25mm.
This week's Macro Monday's post is for the "oldest object I can find" theme.
There's not much old in my house - I can't really find much older than I am. However, my daughter did have some fossils, I love the translucency in this ammonite.
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Distinctive pair and . . they both are designed to use their razor-sharp wheels to cut slices through pizzas! But these two specific bikes will not be used for that and instead will be enjoyed TOGETHER as a pair of lovely and unique objects.
Theme: "TWO-GETHER""
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...are closer than they appear. How the hell do you work this thing? One of my very early digital pics, when I was still trying to decide between film and this new fangled thang.
Old house on the B9007 Nairn to Carrbridge Road 11 March 2018
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Physalis skeleton, a shattered heart.❤️
Happy Crazy Tuesday
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The tiny Mamaku Drovers Hut is an abandoned and derelict landmark on the outskirts of Rotorua. It was once used as an overnight resting place by drovers and farmers moving mobs of stock through the central North Island in the days before motorised transport took over. A very basic building with lots of heritage. Good to see that it still stands in recognition of such type of historical buildings.
Flower hair pins on jeans.
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This came second in the current Found Objects Exhibition at the Decagon Gallery www.decagongallery.com/found-objects
I made the faces from clay & cast them in plaster. They were burnt black in the studio fire in 2019, so I left them outside in the rain which has cleaned them up nicely.
Here is a mystery object. No doubt someone out there will be able to tell us what it is. One thing I think we can be certain of, it is not a ship's propeller. It would be a large ship in any case, but the blades are all the wrong shape for that. Some kind of fan?
My best guess would be a wind turbine of some sort. Perhaps one that sits on top of a building. There was a government building in Hobart several years ago that had a small wind turbine array on its roof. But being in the Roaring 40s, these turbines failed, and nearly blew onto the street below. Perhaps this is one of those. I really don't know.