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I just finished reading Joe McNally's book, "Sketching Light." I have also been watching a few photography tutorials from Zack Arias and Peter Hurley. This gave me a little motivation so when I had a free couple of moments this week I grabbed my "goto" model, i.e. me; and shot a few images. This was one of my favorite images.
Strobist Info: Canon 580EXII set on eTTL in a 24" Lastolite EzyBox, just outside of frame camera right. Triggered via a PocketWizard Flex5TTL.
just one tickle on the nose and tiger will have the need to lick the itch off her nose as Dan was carfull climbing the giant nose his furry wallet that was hanging on his trouses tickled tiger on the nose she got her tounge out and licked her nose not knowing what she was tasted she brought her tounge into her mouth and gave a huge gulp her human went down into her belly without notice and the itch went away
At the end of May, Sixty Inches From Center attended the One State Together In The Arts Conference in Bloomington, Illinois. Every two years state-wide artists, educators, arts advocates, arts organizers and arts organizations come together in a different city to exchange ideas, share experiences and get to know the people doing great things in the arts throughout Illinois. Around the theme Creative Breakthrough, presenters in the fields of design, music, poetry, theater and more offered their insights on what it has taken for them to take their ideas to new heights, push further and apply what they’ve learned to how they will move forward.
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'Cooking for one’ sessions are being held across
Blackburn to support socially isolated people to
learn how to create healthy meals and meet new
friends.
Gray Catbird (Dumetella carolinensis) - Higbee Beach WMA, Cape May, New Jersey
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On Our Way to Fourfouras Village, Crete, We meet some extraordinary sceneries!Many goats and sheeps are crossing the road freely. We meet them every day so i have to tribute them with a separate set of photos!
I got hungry doing the shopping and prep work for tomorrows shindig - so I had to fix up a sub. This one has Boars Head Cappi Ham and Roast Beef, with Havarti Cheese and Sauteed Mushrooms and Onions. It was fantastic!
I went on a Sunday photo shoot today to get rid of some mental baggage. This is one of the cool things I saw on my adventure. I like how the sun caught it with a small beam of light as sort of the last delegate from this tree to receive photosynthesis causing protons.
A Lincolnshire-based photographer captures Barnetby's doomed semaphore gantries as an unidentified three-car Class 185 'Desiro' DMU approaches the station whilst forming First Trans Pennine's 09.55 Manchester Airport-Cleethorpes working. @12.16
‘Run faster, I must run faster’ I looked behind me to make sure he wasn’t catching up. I knew if he caught me that meant I would be in some serious trouble.
All of a sudden he jumped off of a tree branch I didn’t see him hiding on, and landed on top of me. “Omf! Ow! Dude, you couldn’t be a little more gentle than that?” I looked into the laughing eyes of my twin brother Dale.
He smirked and said “Can you toughen up?” then he gave me one of his world famous smiles.
At that moment we heard my father yell for us to come back. Dale got off me, okay, so I might have shoved him off, and we headed towards our one-story, shabby, log-cabin.
As we walked back, I thought about my brother and my father.
You could tell, from the moment you looked at us, we were twins. We both had brown hair, that was often messy, brown eyes that twinkle when we laugh, slim bodies from years of running around in woods, and a dash of freckles across ours noses. We’re both 16. One of the only differences was that I’m a girl.
My father, who tells us we took after our mother, has dirty blonde hair, bright blues eyes that shine with love, a slim body from chasing us around all these years, and muscular arms from chopping fire wood.
If you’re wondering, my mother is dead. She died when we were 3 years old. I don’t remember her, But my father tells me that she was just like me.
By this point we were on the porch of our cabin and walking in the door. My father was sitting on his overstuffed recliner, he calls his throne. He motioned for us to sit down.
He looked at us. His usually laughing eyes now shone with something I couldn’t identify. “I’ve been meaning to talk to you about this for some time now.”
Me and Dale instantly know to be serious. Whatever he’s about to say is extremely important. We look at each other quickly, and then look at dad.
“Remember that time when Jay” BTW, that’s my name, “snapped her fingers, and a loud pop, and flash of light appeared in front of her?” We nodded. “I had told you it was a light bulb, having a power surge, but really Jay created that flash and pop.”
“What are you saying dad?” Dale spoke quickly. “I’m saying that you two, are a certain type of people called Type One.’
‘That means, that you can move the energy, molecules, power, and atoms in the air to do what you want. In the case with Jay, for some unknown reason when she snapped, she forced a bunch of atoms and molecules together creating the flash and pop.”
We sat there in silence. Me and Dale contemplating what we were just told, and my dad was letting it sink in.
“Listen, when you were younger, I took you to lab to find out what it was. They ran tests, and found this out. But while doing that, they were secretly planning on making weapons, out of Type One people. I took you away instantly.’
‘While we were there, I had made a friend. That friend of mine recently told me, that those people have found our location somehow, and are sending something or someone after you two. Whatever it is, it’s on it’s way.’
‘I’m going to send you to your uncle's place. I have your stuff packed and ready to go. I’ll meet you there in a couple of weeks. There’s a map in both of your bags in case you get separated.”
We might have been shocked but now we were stunned, absolutely stunned.
“So, we just leave? I mean, we don’t even know this “Uncle” of ours, or if whatever's coming after will find us there or not!” I spoke with my voice raising with each word.
Dad looked at me in a way, that for some reason calmed me down a tiny bit. “He was your mother’s brother, and he lives in a big warehouse, that he made into a home for kids without homes.”
Dale gave a quiet sigh, and stood up. “You said the maps were in our bags?” Dad nodded, and stood up with him, “It should be a three day journey. I called ahead, he knows your coming and what you look like.”
I finally stood up, and said “If it’s for the best, I’ll go. But I can’t say I won’t miss you a lot.” Dad smiled, walked over and hugged me, and whispered gently in my ear, “I wouldn’t want it any other way.”
Dale and I went to our room, grabbed our bags, and set off.
As we walked, we made small talk. After a while we started to talk about our journey. “I think we should only rest at night and when we absolutely have to.” Dale voiced his thoughts. I didn’t really care, but to be polite, I acted like I did.
“What do you think he’ll be like?” I interrupted him. “I don’t know. Why in the world would I know? I do know one thing though, we’re in this together.” he spoke this so firmly, I felt like I was being scolded.
We finally, after about an hour or two of walking, stopped and made camp.
The next day, we started out again, stopping only twice for lunch and a bathroom break. We made camp again that night. Now, we were going on day 3 of our journey.
Around ten in the morning it started to rain very hard, but we still pressed on.
It had gotten dark because of the clouds. Because of this we didn’t see it until Dale started to slip over the edge.
It was a cliff! He grabbed onto a rock sticking out on the edge. I ran over and grabbed his arm.
“Grab my arm!” I practically screamed over the wind. “Jay, I can’t! If I let go with this hand the other will slip off the rock!” he shouted back. “Just do it! It might be your only chance!” He couldn’t fall, he just couldn’t.
“Okay, on three! One… Two… Three!” He reached up. Then the unthinkable happened, he slipped, and fell into the rushing river below. For the next ten minutes I sat there on my knees screaming his name. He was gone.
I fell asleep on the edge of the cliff. The next day I decided to continue on, it’s what Dale would have done. I got up and walked the rest of the way to the warehouse.
There Uncle Tim, his wife Carey, and his daughter (Adopted) Ming, were waiting for me.
One of three images--Surprise! Giant Puffballs seen on my way to church on October 5, 2025 in Troy, New York, USA! They looked fresh, too! foragerchef.com/puffball-mushrooms/
Quite some distance away but I just had to post this. Not sure how it's staying up there but it did all the time we were there, I have not stuck it on in Photoshop!
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I was lucky enough to win and take home the One-off SDgr Lorina Girl from the Volks 2015 Dolpa Tea Party in LA! The whole event was so much fun but this was the icing on the cake! I'm smitten. This is only a quick photo but I already love her in every single wig I've tried on her!
One of largest private hospital in Surabaya - and probably was tallest in Indonesia. Only 17 floors, completed 1997.
Salah satu RS Swasta di Surabaya. 17 lantai, selesai dibangun 1997.
*this* was my slider sunday posting. some object removal, sliding for sharpness and contrast, and obviously a color change since our money is simply green and white. it is amazing how intricate the engraving is, tho :) (it's even more impressive when seen in the lightbox-- type L or click the pic :)....... but the vase made more sense for slider sunday.
am starting a new project of collecting numbers from 1 to 100. if you'd like to see the numbers i have accumulated so far the URL/link is in the first comment box.
Shot these photos when assisting a friend of mine photographing for a magazine.
Shot with:
Nikon D300s
AF-S 35mm 1.8G
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One of only five in the world, the Intermediate Voltage Electron Micrscopy (IVEM) -Tandem Facility at Argonne is unique in its ability to image the changes in atomic structure and defect formation during irradiation at high magnification. Researchers use this facility to simulate and understand damage in materials in nuclear environments.
I got water up my nose and had my staples soaked, but this photo was totally worth it. I believe the shutter was going 1/1250 seconds at f 2.8.
It reached 89 degrees Fahrenheit in Seattle today. Mmm, summer feels gorgeous.
We had a barbeque and a water balloon/bucket fight. Then we went for a nice walk and fished for a bit. :]
August 1. Monday. Maddie's house and cross country.
First day of cross country.
It's going to be a good season, I think.
Even if I am so way beyond out of shape.
So much fun with Maddie, Grant, and Rj tonight.
I laughed so hard I couldn't breathe and almost had an asthma attack.
Some other stuff was confusing beyond belief, but that's life.
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