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"I'm bleeding out
Said if the last thing that I do
Is to bring you down
I'll bleed out for you
So I bear my skin
And I count my sins
And I close my eyes
And I take it in
And I'm bleeding out
I'm bleeding out for you"
-Imagine Dragons
My emotions are bleeding out of me all the time. Sometimes they are constant sometimes not. If you really knew what I was thinking, then you would truly know how I feel about everything in this world. Songs inspire me to take photographs and make them. I used red thread to signify blood in my own way.
A farmer feeding his sheep just before sunrise on Saturday. I was driving to get to the lake by sunrise but had to stop and back up when I saw this beside the road. The farmer started to walk over to see if I needed help but waved when he saw my camera. Another mad photographer he probably muttered (I won't translate that into kiwi farmer's talk)
PS Just one RAW shot, no HDR. Amazing what shadow detail you can lift out and keep the sky colour.
I've got a thing for cars.
Old or new, it doesn't really matter to me as long as it's got some sort of character. I have a little fondness for old, used cars - there's a kind of modern anthropology about riding around in a car that's carried so many other drivers and passengers before me. What faded note or forgotten cassette tape will I find in the glove box? What did they listen to on the radio? Where did they go on Friday night?
I'd seen this old Herbie a few times on the way home from our happy hour spot, Jax. Each time I passed, I'd slow down a little, stare out my window, and imagine myself in that cute little bug. I thought about the guy or girl who had loved it and revved the engine a little at traffic lights. I'd think about how if the price was right, I'd pick it up - just for goofing around on the weekend.
I go through this a lot - I know I can scrape together $1500 for that old beater that would just be the coolest toy for the summer.
After eyeing it for a month or so, I finally told Allan that I wanted to take a look at it - if it was in running shape I'd buy it and throw a cheap, loud stereo in it and love it all summer long. Allan's owned an old Beetle himself, and I think seeing the flicker of excitement in my eyes sort of rekindled his need to tinker. I could tell the idea piqued his interest, too.
We pulled over, and I tried to stifle the hop in my step as I got out of the car. Never let the salesman see how bad you want it.
I looked Herbie over, and disappointedly noticed all the rusted out pitholes, the completely destroyed interior and a list of other things I'm not equipped to fix. Allan flatly objected: "Twenty-six hundred dollars? This isn't worth $500."
Sadly, I knew Allan was right.
So, I just contented myself to come back and take a few pictures and leave the rest of it to my imagination.
A night walk with my mate at ethero this evening. Bit too much wind and light pollution for my liking but my orbs are getting better. Purple and green gels on my tool. cool.
"I know you are somewhere out there in this big city - come and find me..."
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A poor day weather-wise on Monday meant that I hadn't set foot outside the house by tea-time.
The appearance of an STP Kingmoor - Sellafield light-engines move allied to a slight reduction in the general gloom meant that I was going out for it, if for no other reason than to prevent myself going stir-crazy!
I plumped for St. Bees as whatever the consist was (no gen') it would have to slow for the token exchange and I could get away with a reduced shutter speed in the murk.
The driver of No.20305 prepares to lean out and accomplish the exchange with the signalman.
Nos.20309 & 57008 complete the trio.
My old Kyocera compact film camera. I haven't used it for years, but for some reason there's an unfinished roll of film still in there.
Taken for Our Daily Challenge "Out of balance" theme with Nikon D60 + 85mm Micro Nikkor lens.
It was so precariously perched that at one point it actually fell over and off the table! Thank goodness it survived the fall.
It is called work out - not play out - because it isn't fun. I will get my body back. Failure is not an option.
I like this photo because I think it does capture the pleasure. I've just walked four miles uphill out of that valley and I'm feeling on top of the world. There is nobody around for miles and I love this bleak landscape.
I had some time to spare before my train home so I went out to Miller Street to grab a couple of shots of the large amount of Tridents which are dumped there.
Not a happy sight for a Trident fan, as I doubt any of these Y/TOH batch will ever work again despite most looking intact and pretty presentable.
This photo shows 4194, 4159 (very faded and partially out of sight), 4162 and 4197. RIP....
25.4.18.
Pete Wentz Barnes & Noble book signing for "Gray"
February 18th, 2013
@ The Grove, Los Angeles, California
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If a bird in the hand is worth two in the bush ..... what are four baby owls on a branch worth? :-) Just couldn't resist that question - LOL.
Another in the series of the 2 1/2 months of following the Brian Piccolo Park owls - parents & babies - around.
The first time I saw this group of baby owls, I knew that they were going to be special.... they popped their little heads up out of the burrow, one could barely hold its eyes open, and they were otherwise so wide-eyed in their curiosity. As they began to test their wings, many of us were thrilled with their antics and playfulness. Eventually they began to take a bit longer of flights, usually to the nearby trees, where they would fly back and forth from. Usually they took turns in the tree, maybe one or two at a time. On this particular day though, there were 4 in the tree, on the same branch together, and it made my heart just melt. Such characters they grew into, each with their own personalities.
It seems that almost weekly we would go out to visit them and document their growing up. Even the last time that we went out there, many of them made an appearance for us, but that time we had to search a bit for them... not quite as out in the open as in the above image.
It truly has been a pleasure to have gotten to spend some time with them in their lives and I wish them the best :-)
Thanks for stopping by to view and especially for your comments. Happy Monday!
I'm looking back at 25 years of rambling as Alison, but I'm hard pressed to find photos from the early days. In those days you had to hand your photos over to be developed by someone else who would see your pictures. Not desirable for a trannie still in the closet. However I am much older now and comfortable with who I am. So here is a picture of how you might come across me on an evening walk now. I prefer not to wear my wig and mask as they are hot and stuffy when walking hard.
Seems like it is very interesting outside :-).
Draußen schein es sehr interessant zu sein :-).
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One Last Shot
© Craig Coetzer Photography 2013
This is a shot taken at sunset on the evening of the 20th Dec 2013 at 7:53pm.
I set out to do some long exposure photography on this particular day, I managed to grab a few decent shots facing the ocean before all the usable light was all but gone. As I began packing it in, I turned around and noticed this magnificent composition and fading light just over the Table Mountain National Park, and knew immediately that I had to grab just one last shot.
Sometimes in life we get so caught up focusing in a particular direction that we forget to stop every now and then and look around, human nature I guess. Well the same is true in photography, you set your mind on a goal, that one shot you’re after, and you lose perspective of your immediate surroundings, on this particular day I was ‘hunting’ for a particular shot so bad that I almost missed this one.
I guess the life lesson in this is to just slow down, call a time out and catch your breath, and take it all in before you put your head down and get stuck in again!
EXIF data (92 sec at f11, ISO 100) at 10mm
I finally had to courage to commit to sending my prototype Lego train control module (LDCC + PF) out for PCB fabrication.
By any measure, this is a very dense circuit layout using very tiny surface mount packages. It bears keeping in mind that this module only measures 56 x 32 mm, i.e. 7 x 4 studs, and is less than a plate tall. A lot of the board area is taken up by the two strips of stud clearance holes to assist with mounting the module within a brick structure. I've kept these two strips clear of components to avoid interference. The PCB is double sided FR-4 and I'm hoping the generous copper poured planes will provide the bulk of the thermal heat sinking when in operation. The circuit should operate relatively "cool" due to efficiencies in design--the one area I worry about is the battery charging circuit when supplying the 10V / 500 mA charging current to the Lego LiPo battery. Depending on the power source, the charging circuit could dissipate up to 1.5 W--we shall see what happens in reality.
I've made a good start on the firmware, but there are so many details in processing the DCC protocol (I haven't even started the Power Functions protocol!) I hope all the code fits in the PIC 18F13K22 micro controller that I chose for the design!
I guess the next step is visiting the DigiKey website for the components--I'm hoping the part cost should be <$20--I haven't put anything exotic into this design--although I'll likely be forced into minimum buy quantities for some items. Ah well, its nice to have extra inventory. :)
Freight train service were on the Portuguese metre gauge railway lines ended in the 1980's. About ten years later this goods wagon still waits for its fate in the station of Livração.
My faux ivory was inspired by Victoria Hughes and Luann Udell. I started with thin layers of transparent and white polymer clay, passing them through the pasta machine multiple times. Then I sandwiched a layer of scrap clay with thin slices of the faux ivory. Next the fun began, cutting pleasing shapes, embedding beads and creating texture with clays patterns I had or tools. After baking, I sanded each piece smooth. Then I used a harsh sandpaper to give a scratched appearance and used black acrylic paint to bring out the patterns. On top of all this, I used a dark brown show polish to give an antiqued effect and finished it off with Renaissance wax.
Title: Ten Pennies
Maker: Joop Goes
Amateur film about two boys in Leeuwarden. One of the boys always wears a hat and rubber boots, even indoors.
Two boys write the phrase '' De Ten Stuivers '' on a board in Leeuwarden.
The boy invites his friend to go to the cinema.
The friend is short on money and borrows ten pence until the next day.
They watch Mickey Mouse and a western and leave.
Afterwards, the boy asks for his ten pence back and threatens to harm his friend.
In response, he steals money from his savings bank and mother's wallet.
When she wants to pay the milkman, she is short of money.
The boy runs away and wanders through Leeuwarden.
Eventually his father finds him at the edge of a bridge.
He can sit down at the table again at home, but must take off his hat.
Source format: Narrow film
Color: Black and white
Sound: No.
Date: around 1955
Duration: 17 minutes