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Speaking for artists; those of us on flickr as well as ALL artists, musicians, performers, athletes, etc I feel the lyrics in this Bob Seger song capsulate the frustrations, demands and pressures imposed on artists as their fans become overwhelming at times. Expecting or demanding more, more and more from the artist. Each new piece and performance has to be better, more spectacular – or else the artist or performer does not live up to “their” (the fans) expectations. It becomes exhausting and frankly depressing for the artist/performer. Never quite good enough……. These words in Bob Seger’s lyrics tell a story – a story of weariness and loneliness. Listen to music that none other than the great (but now old and fading into obscurity) Bob Seger sings as he grinds out this somewhat mournful story. He tells a story of which I can relate. Of which, I suspect many of us can relate. The music gradually fades, melting into the fields and hills and valleys until there is no more. No more sound. No more words - just a fading memory of what was. No more recognition – just a distant memory of what was and obscurity.
Frankly I doubt this artwork (which I spent hours and hours putting together) will receive no more than a passing glance………or worse yet, people will immediately be looking for something better, more entertaining from me. Well folks, I’m old and coming to the end of the line. I don’t know how much more……. or better is left in me.
BTW - How many of you know that Bob Seger was (is) a Michigan boy – raised in Ann Arbor, Michigan.
Turn The Page
On a long and lonesome highway
East of Omaha
You can listen to the engine
Moanin' out his one note song
You can think about the woman
Or the girl you knew the night before
But your thoughts will soon be wandering
The way they always do
When you're ridin' sixteen hours
And there's nothin' much to do
And you don't feel much like ridin',
You just wish the trip was through
Here I am
On the road again
There I am
Up on the stage
Here I go
Playin' star again
There I go
Turn the page
Well you walk into a restaurant,
Strung out from the road
And you feel the eyes upon you
As you're shakin' off the cold
You pretend it doesn't bother you
But you just want to explode
Most times you can't hear 'em talk,
Other times you can
All the same old cliches,
"Is that a woman or a man?"
And you always seem outnumbered,
You don't dare make a stand
Here I am
On the road again
There I am
Up on the stage
Here I go
Playin' star again
There I go
Turn the page
Out there in the spotlight
You're a million miles away
Every ounce of energy
You try to give away
As the sweat pours out your body
Like the music that you play
Later in the evening
As you lie awake in bed
With the echoes from the amplifiers
Ringin' in your head
You smoke the day's last cigarette,
Rememberin' what she said
Here I am
On the road again
There I am
Up on the stage
Here I go
Playin' star again
There I go
Turn the page
Here I am
On the road again
There I am
Up on the stage
Here I go
Playin' star again
There I go
Turn the page
There I go
There I go
Lyrics and performed by Bob Seger 1972
Credit for the Spencer, Missouri gas station and stores
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* Just for explanation sake, this artwork encompasses 57 different Photoshop Layers, 17 Channels (including the red, green, blue and the RGB composite channel and 13 paths in the Path layers. The composition incorporates 12 different digital photographic elements in composite. Being this was an “on again, off again” project, I would guess that I have about 60-70 hours work in this “thing”. Over the course of 2-3 weeks I turned on – turned off and dimmed, brightened so many lights, I cannot count. Oh, yes – the one light fixture on the Singlefinger Speed Shop is “off” on purpose……….. the light bulb burned out months ago and Elmer Singlefinger never got around to replacing it ;)
So anyway folks:
There I go
Turn the page
Here I am
On the road again
There I am
Up on the stage
Here I go
Playin' star again
There I go
Turn the page
There I go
There I go
………………….. hope ya’all enjoy.
Here I go, turn the page - www.youtube.com/watch?v=rQW2Lq5pA5k
I have an overwhelming and insatiable longing for something more than this.
Are you specialized in the impossible? Hi, I’m wander jane, i mean i’m spider rain, i mean fuck.
The Cure - To Wish Impossible Things:
Today's overwhelming shareholder approval was official regarding the G&W takeover, so here is one from much happier times. GP40-3 #3003 (with engineer Brooks Cardwell keeping the seat warm) works train WX-3, rolling through the Nine Yard at Worcester, MA with an inbound stack train enroute to ICI in South Worcester on December 28, 2007.
I took things for granted back then. Now Id like to go back to these times.
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"Bringing you the weather you least wanted, when you least expect it."
I remember that sometime last year I wrote a somewhat longer text about the encounter between stillness and movement. I thought of this text when I sat in front of this photo late yesterday evening and thought about what I should write.
At first I had something completely different in mind but this obvious contrast just fits too well.
Our Majesty Elector August the Strong has been sitting here on his warhorse at this point since 1704. And next to it, a Ferris wheel rotates so quickly that the contours disappear while the colors at the front constantly change. And around him the world has moved on enormously, two great world wars have passed, the city was once almost completely destroyed and yet rebuilt again. And he sits up there on his horse and looks down on the whole thing. There is incredible suffering and overwhelming joy happening around him. Finally, it goes on and on, it changes, passes and begins again. And once we've all gone, including our children and their children, August is still sitting up there on his horse and looking down at the whole thing. So can we please stop taking ourselves and our egos so seriously?
By the way, the inscription reads: Friedrich August I.
Duke of Saxony, Elector and Archmarshal of the Holy Roman Empire, King of Poland.
August II. So the gentleman already had a soft spot for titles (Ego issues already).
Finally, something to classify. You are here in front of the entrance to the Augustusmarkt in Dresden in beautiful Saxony.
Ich erinnere mich, dass ich irgendwann letztes Jahr einmal einen etwas längeren Text über das Aufeinandertreffen von Stillstand und Bewegung geschrieben habe. An diesen Text musste ich denken, als ich gestern spät abends vor diesem Foto saß und mir überlegt habe, was ich schreibe.
Zuerst hatte ich etwas völlig anderes im Sinn doch dieser offensichtliche Gegensatz passt einfach zu gut.
Bereits seit 1704 sitzt unsere Majestät Kurfürst August der Starke nun schon hier an dieser Stelle auf seinem Schlachtroß. Und daneben dreht sich ein Riesenrad so schnell, dass die Konturen verschwinden, während die Farben an der Front sich unentweg verändern. Und um Ihn herum hat die Welt sich enorm weiter bewegt, sind zwei große Weltkriege vorüber gegangen, wurde die Stadt einmal fast vollständig zerstört und doch wieder aufgabaut. Und er sitzt da oben auf seinem Pferd und schaut auf das ganze hinab. Um Ihn herum geschieht unfassbares Leid und überwältigende Freude. Schluß endlich geht es immer weiter, es verändert sich, vergeht und beginnt von neuem. Und wenn wir alle einmal gegangen sind und auich unsere Kinder und deren Kinder, sitzt der August immer noch da oben auf seinem Pferd und schautr auf das Ganze hinab. Also können wir doch bitte jetzt mal aufhören uns und unsere Egos so wichtig zu nehmen?
Die Inschrift lautet übrigens: Friedrich August I.
Herzog von Sachsen, Kurfürst und Erzmarschall des Heiligen Römischen Reiches, König von Polen.
August II.. Also für Titel hatte der Herr schon einen Faible (auch schon Ego Probleme).
Zum Schluß noch etwas zur Einordnung. Ihr befindet Euch hier vor dem Eingang zum Augustusmarkt in Dresden im schönen Sachsen.
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…the darkness meets the light. When the darkness is too overwhelming I try to keep looking for light.
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This is from 1 of 2 rolls of expired film given to me. I shot this roll of Fuji Superia xtra 400 (expired in 2014) just for fun at a local state park back on 4/4/2021 with my Nikon FE and 35mm f/2. I developed this roll at home, "scanned" it with my DSLR and converted the negatives to positives using Negative Lab Pro. It was a nice and refreshing experience to just shoot this roll for fun, to notice my surroundings and try to capture whatever caught my eye (not knowing how it might turn out since it was expired and prepare myself that if it was a "complete loss" it wouldn't be the end of the world--at least I enjoyed the shooting experience). The developing and scanning process helped me to continue to grow in film photography and as a person as well. I'm thankful for what I've learned and for the many kind and gifted people in the film community who have shared their images and encouraged and inspired me to keep shooting film and learning. I can see a positive change in my view of my photos and that seems to match how I am changing as a person over time--less critical of myself and my photos, open to learning and growing as a person and a photographer, and more open to the beautiful imperfections both in myself and in my photos.
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Nikon FE
Nikon 35mm f/2
Fuji Superia xtra 400 (expired 2014)
Image taken 4/4/2021
Self developed at home in Unicolor C41
“Scanned” with my DSLR
Negative converted to positive with Negative Lab Pro
How do you sum this past year? A year where you couldn’t hug everyone you wanted, a year where in the run up to Christmas people were discussing social bubbles rather than decorative baubles, and a year where so many things we took for granted, such as travel, are best postponed right now. All due to an illness caused by a coronavirus.
For me, the most haunting part of this illness was the cruelty of the solitary death. The deafening silence in ICUs, where so many patients were connected to ventilators. The overwhelming helplessness and grief people felt for not being able to spend time with their loved ones. I tend, however, to focus on hope and light rather than on darkness. This virus forced me, as many others, to reflect and rethink my priorities; to appreciate more my local surroundings rather than driving hundreds of miles to photograph, to read an extra book or cook a new recipe.
Travelling long distances to spend time with family this Christmas is risky, as we should avoid spreading the virus, instead we could spend a cosy holiday with our loved ones and embrace the opportunities to resume busier gatherings in the years to come. Physical distancing this holiday will mean that there will be more of us around to enjoy more sunsets, open gifts and hear the cheer and laughter that are associated with this time of year.
There is always a crack of light in the darkness. All we have to do is find it.
I am so grateful for your support and wish you a joyful Christmas surrounded by the special people in your lives.
We looked out across the rest of the sight towards the intense light coming from the crane.
We were bathed in it and the whole scene felt like something from a post-apocalyptic nightmare.
The blaze of colour in the Upper Engadine was simply overwhelming. Although the larches had already lost a lot of their needles by the end of October and the colour had already changed from yellow to orange, there were places that completely enchanted me. Like here, above Maloja, this small mountain lake with its clear green water. The sun's rays were just coming over the mountain and illuminated the trees gloriously. For me, it was a place of peace and great beauty.
Die Farbenpracht im Oberengadin war schlichtweg überwältigend. Obschon die Lärchen Ende Oktober schon viel von ihren Nadeln verloren hatten und die Farbe bereits von gelb auf orange gewechselt hatte, gab es Orte, die mich völlig verzaubert haben. Wie hier, oberhalb von Maloja, dieser kleine Bergsee mit dem klaren grünen Wasser. Die Sonnenstrahlen kamen gerade über den Berg und beleuchtete wunderbar die Bäume. Für mich war es ein Ort des Friedens und der Schönheit.
One of the most overwhelming views of the Utah Canyonlands and the Colorado river can be seen from the Dead Horse Point State Park. Especially at sunrise the canyons glow in a stunning scarlet red - for a very brief moment.
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The aroma of this bread is overwhelming they are many variations
on this recipe mine is similar to my Mothers only from watching her and remembering
what she put in these, I was to young when she died only 14,
She was a tremendous cook and in baking she was fabulous,
The key aromatic spice in this is cardamon amongst other that I put in there,
Cardamon was given the Greek name by Alexander the great when he reached India
the Greek name to this spice is Kardia moni translation in English is lonely heart because of the shape of the pod.
I truly wish you could have taste it this bread, I only make it once a year that is the traditional way and what my dear Mother taught me.
I've had this overwhelming need to get back to some textures. I love the artistic feel to them, and I enjoy the challenge of finding and manipulating just the rights ones! My thanks to Alice Popkorn for these textures!
This is the small lake near my home. It is a great place for walking, biking, kayaking and of course photographing!
During a conversation I had with a leading university professor, he let slip this remark: “If I didn’t have chemistry, I would kill myself.” In the very way we take things in something like this is always at play, even if we are not aware of it. There is always something which makes our lives worth living in our own eyes, and while we might not reach the point of wishing to die, without it everything would be colorless and disappointing. Man offers all his devotion to that “something”, whatever it may be. No one can avoid being ultimately implicated in all one’s actions and, whatever it may be, the moment the human conscience corresponds to it in life, a religiosity is expressed; a level of religiosity is attained. The characteristic proper to the religious sense is that of being the ultimate, inevitable dimension of every gesture, of every action, of every type of relationship.
-Luigi Giussani, Why the Church? (Montreal: McGill-Queen’s University Press, 2001), 6–7.
I am wandering back and forth across the large Balloon Fiesta grounds from wave of ballons to the next wave as they prepare and launch. The crowd is HUGE! Here I catch the sun rising... golden light touching the spectacle. I should have better positioned myself!
The Christian tradition draws us across the borders of ourselves, to resonate and reconcile with creation and to draw into ourselves the meaning the Creator built into his handiwork. And this tradition gives us tools to help us stay faithful to the primal wonder and awe we experience when we first encounter God’s truth in beauty and intuit that we must change our lives.
--Rod Dreher, Living in wonder : finding mystery and meaning in a secular age / Rod Dreher.
Essondale East Lawn HDR (6 of 6)
Coquitlam, BC Canada
*No copies or reproductions please and thank-you
Riverview Hospital is a Canadian mental health facility located in Coquitlam, British Columbia. It operated under the governance of BC Mental Health & Addiction Services when it closed in July 2012.
In 1904 the provincial government purchased 1,000 acres (400 ha) in then-rural Coquitlam for the construction of Riverview Hospital.
Patients were originally housed in temporary buildings, and in 1913 the building that would eventually be called West Lawn began treating the 300 most seriously ill male patients. The building was originally constructed to hold 480 patients. By the end of the year it housed 919.
Information compiled from Wikipedia
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Riverview_Hospital_(Coquitlam)
Today the building stands condemned and the site is often used for movie sets.
Thank-you for all the overwhelming support and many friendships. Wishing you all health during this difficult time.
Stay Healthy
~Christie
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Is there anything more overwhelming than standing under one of these dramatic, epic skies?
It fills me with awe, always has, always will.
A tiny something in your photo, like a boats light, a radar tower or a pylon?
Needs nothing more to feel the magnitude!
Have a lovely day and thank you for viewing, M, (*_*)
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minimalism, scapes, skies, clouds, sunset, evening, sunrise, lights, nature, blue, pink, orange, red, orange, colour, horizontal, "Nikon D7200", "Magda Indigo"
This was a candidate for Sliders Sunday but decided to go with the psychedelic daisy instead.
The original shot (Canon FD 200mm macro) was overwhelmingly orange as the background is a Boston ivy in autumn foliage. As the spider is also a browny orange it was just too much! This was the edited result...
A 180º panorama view stitched together: The Cumberland flows from Kentucky's eastern Appalachian region down to Nashville, Tennessee, and then meanders northwesterly to hook up with the Ohio River just north of Paducah, Kentucky before the Ohio converges into the Mississippi River. That made the Cumberland a strategically important river during the Civil War, especially if Nashville was to fall.
HISTORY: Burnside, population 600, is a Kentucky town in Pulaski County that surrounds this scene. It is named after Major General Ambrose Burnside of Civil War fame. General Burnside, who grew up in Indiana, was a U.S. Army major general with famously bushy sideburns that ran straight down into his beard. Although side whiskers originated way before Burnside, they became popularly known in American culture during and after the Civil War as "sideburns", a twist of the name from General Sideburn, er, Burnside.
Burnside established a camp here for the U.S. Army. It should be noted that Pulaski County’s men OVERWHELMINGLY joined Union forces to fight against the Confederacy versus those few who joined Confederate forces. (I’ve seen the list of Pulaski County’s Civil War soldier enlistees from both sides.) After the Civil War, residents of Point Isabel renamed the Kentucky place in honor of General Burnside and his camp.
What was a slightly overwhelming hike up a small hill ended up getting even steeper. Looking for a view over that overpass from the previous shot, we skirted around the edges of the area, looking for a gap between the endless wall of buildings.
On this particular Hong Kong trip, other than alleyways and backstreets, I really wanted to capture more up-close details of people’s windows and the tower blocks they live in (without being intrusive). All those details in the window frames and pipe work- it’s the sort of thing that usually gets lost in my wide-angle photographs.
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I know, I know. Hong Kong, again! I’m not wealthy- I just keep spending all my money on going there. I don’t think they say ‘Fourth Times the Charm’ but this trip was just that - a success. For almost the entire time I kept my mental health issues at bay. It was a good trip. After three disasters - It is really nice to say that.
"The Earth does not belong to us; we belong to the Earth."
Thanks for the texture my friend: lenabem-anna
Found in Schoorl, Noord-Holland. Ready to harvest!
Doug Harrop Photography • October 22, 1990
High tension power and railroad pole lines bracket Union Pacific's Salt Lake Subdivision, as an APLA departs Kaysville, Utah. On the left and right, the tracks are bordered by fleeting agriculture and Interstate 15. The clutter is far worse today. Overwhelming, actually.
Cynophobia is the overwhelming fear of dogs. People with this anxiety disorder feel intense fear and anxiety when they think about, see or encounter a dog. In severe cases, this phobia can cause people to avoid places where dogs might be.
This disorder commonly affects children, but people of all ages can develop cynophobia.
People with this disorder don’t necessarily need to come into contact with a dog to have severe anxiety. Triggers of cynophobia include:
Seeing a dog, even if the dog is on a leash or in an enclosure.
Hearing a dog bark or growl.
Seeing a picture or watching a movie containing a dog.
Thinking about a dog or thinking about going some-place where a dog might be.
Taunton, Somerset, UK.
Some of migration's most thrilling moments center around encountering the color riot of a male Painted Bunting's plumage...and some years I see one, sometimes I don't! So far during this migration we'd seen a few on the wing but it was almost dark when this one posed yesterday evening...a stunning end to another very long, totally insane day of migration madness! April is always the one month of the year that I have to mentally prepare myself for...migration can be overwhelming or underwhelming, but always very exhausting fun from daylight to dark!
On this morning the light and weather were in a constant state of flux, from overcast grays with no sun, to wonderful and then overwhelming backlight as the sun broke through the clouds, to light rain with and without sun. Wave forms at Cape Disappointment are a combination of tide height, swell height, and how the back wash from a previous wave after it bounces off the cliffs interacts with the next in coming swell, plus what any wind will do with the spray. According to surf-forecast•com the tide was ~ +9.4’ with swells of 10’. Cape Disappointment State Park, Washington OM23008
To this day I still remember this evening’s sunset. It was one of those hole-in-one sunsets when you had to be directly under the patch of cloud to make the most of it. Throughout the day a stretch of clouds parked over the bay area but as the hours counted down to sunset the cloud patch gradually diminished. I headed to the coast with Jeff and Tung with a plan of making a dash at the last minute to where we believed the cloud patch would remain. At last, we decided on Shark Fin Cove and it turned out as the ideal location. The rising cliff edges either side of the beach helped hide the blank horizons while the cloud patch filled the entire sky above.
Upon reaching the beach we only had to wait no more than 15 minutes before the sunset light show began. The burn lasted over half an hour. During that time we were all racing across different parts of the beach attempting different compositions. This one was taken at the burn onset on the sandy beach as the waves were rushing relentlessly. I was constantly dodging and running from powerful waves but despite getting all wet, I had a blast enjoying the amazing conditions.
I feel like this is overwhelming, almost.
like there's too much going on.
(and I'm not just talking about the photo).
inspired by Tessa's double exposures and blue tones :)
And please click here, you'll be glad you did, if you haven't already. Maria is one of the sweetest people I've ever met and was one of the first to take an interest in my photography. I can't thank her enough for her support, it means the world to me :)
Are there words sometimes to describe the overwhelming emotional state that we as nature lovers go through when we are faced with moments that surpass our understanding? There have been times when I have stumbled on so sacred a place, the absolute stillness, the quiet and sense of beauty have made tears stream down my face. I can be an emotional woman, I'm not ashamed of this. But this is beyond a weepy mess of female hormones. This is a moment when I am faced with how tiny I am in the grand spectrum of life. The skies, the heavy fog that lingers over the water, seem indifferent to me. As do the proud stern mountains in the distance. I am but a speck in the grand scheme of nature. Enough of my ramblings. All of these emotions and more overtook me when I found this place. While I doubt you will be moved to tears as I was, I hope somehow you feel a small part of what I am trying to describe. I have no doubt in your own way you as a capturer of beauty have also seen and felt these stirrings as well... Thank you for embracing this moment again with me as I ramble <3
xxoo
Look at me! I am cold and hungry. What can you do for me and my children?
COVID-19 time everyone feels uncertain and overwhelmingly afraid. We all are miserable.
Vast, deep and quite overwhelming in its simplicity, the church’s Cistercian austerity confronts us as we stand on the threshold of the bare, threefold nave, without either an ornament or a side-chapel to distract us.....Still retaining its authenticity, the Monastery of Alcobaça has been spared any major alterations in almost 900 years of its existence. And in the words of UNESCO (who declared the building a World Heritage Site in 1989), ‘its size, the purity of its architectural style, the beauty of the materials and the care with which it was built make this a masterpiece of Cistercian Gothic art’.
His body vibrated with an almost overwhelming intensity.
He was aware that others had abruptly vaporized w/o warning..
He knew he had to be very, very careful...
But the thrill was compelling and he was incapable of resisting...
"Grief is like the ocean; it comes in waves, ebbing and flowing. Sometimes the water is calm and sometimes it's overwhelming. All we can do is learn to swim."
-- Unknown
This photo was taken in 2013 during my previous Project 365…please visit my album for this “REMASTERED” Project 365 as I revisit each day of 2013 for additional photos to share!!
Three bracketed photos were taken with a handheld Nikon D5200 and combined with Photomatix Pro to create this HDR image. Additional adjustments were made in Photoshop CS6.
"For I know the plans I have for you", declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." ~Jeremiah 29:11
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