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I have always been fond of traveling and want to make sure that my children not only have the opportunity, but also the desire to see how people around the world have adapted to live their lives. When my daughter was a wee three months old we flew to Hawaii to visit relatives and give the baby her first taste of living off the fat of the land. My wife had spent many summers there and she told me about a Buddhist temple in the Honolulu mountain tops where anyone is welcome to visit and join their weekly meditation jams.
We arrived fashionably late and I had to sprint up the stairs and into the hall, making for an interesting time as the monk was instructing everyone to focus on their ever slowing breaths. I used to meditate regularly so it didn’t take me long to calm down and slide into Lala Land. I will go into more specifics on the actual meditation session in a later post, but after it was done I met up with my family outside as the sun was setting.
We spent a few minutes walking around and I kept looking for interesting things to take pictures of when I saw a restricted-looking section of the temple that caught my interest. There is something about restricted access that makes you want to go in even more, right? Well, I was in the middle of planning out my trespass strategy when a monk walked up to me seemingly from no where. I looked at his face and it was clear that he knew exactly what I was up to. His calm and friendly gaze held a very powerful sense of knowing that made me feel somewhat transparent and defenseless. I introduced myself and he did the same but I did not quite catch his name. I thought he said it was “Whoameye” but he kept looking at me and saying it over and again. I finally realized that he was actually asking me, “Who am I?” I was a bit confused by his question so I just repeated it and he said, “Exactly, this is what you should ask yourself every day.” He proceeded to tell us how important it is to keep asking this question of yourself and gradually peel away the layers of what you think you are to get closer and closer to the core. “Am I, what I wear? No. Am I what I feel or think? No. Keep asking, keep going … ”
He then told us that he was on his way to the main temple to do his daily prayer and asked if we would accompany him. I was ecstatic! We followed him to this great temple with elaborate ceilings, wooden floors, candles and a Buddha shrine, and sat down along the wall while he began to pray. I was expecting a contemplative moment of silence but instead he began to chant. Buddhist chanting is basically a rhythmic vocalization of prayer and although I did not understand the actual words, I understood the feeling of devotion in what he was singing. When he was done, he came over to my wife and asked our daughter’s name. He then said, “She is 98 days old, right?” He was only two days off … she was exactly 96 days old at the time. He said he wanted to dedicate a prayer to her and then he went back and stood in front of Buddha and began another chant. After he was done, he came to us and looked at our little girl and said, “She is very blessed and will have no hardships in this life.” Thank you, Whoameye! =)
About This Photo
I did not have the proper lens on my camera for the low light conditions inside the temple and I was shooting hand held so the photo had a bit of noise. The colors were warm and interesting, but I decided to process this in black and white because it took care of most of the noise problem and also gave it some nice contrast and definition. I also like the timeless feel of black and white photography and feel that it lends itself to this photo.
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As a society, we are trained to value the new over the old; the improved over the ordinary. A bigger house. A car with side-curtain airbags, run-flat tires, and a not-at-all-soothing voice that tells us we've missed our exit. A razor with one more blade than the previous model. A perkier trophy wife. It's human nature. We slough off our old possessions like dead skin; demolish old buildings to put up condos; put our news anchors out to pasture in favor of younger, more attractive faces; and look for other planets to colonize when we're tired of the old ones.
Of course, once we do move on, someone will inevitably sweep in and fix up Earth. It'll become a classic—a restored antique. With perfect blue skies, lush forests, gleaming skyscrapers. But it won't be the same; it'll be a showpiece, like Colonial Williamsburg, or Pamela Anderson. Just a spot for tourists to pretend they're back on old Earth for a few days, until something better comes along. Like Venusland. Or the Pirates of Mars ride. And one day we will all be replaced by new models—built by our robot overlords—and I imagine they'll have the same problem. They'll probably rise up against the robots and replace them with new and improved robot overlords. Nicer ones. With side-airbags and one more blade than the old model.
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According to folklore (and sci-fi nuts), Trolls are supposed to live under bridges. That got me thinking … would they also make their homes under freeways? Well, there was only one way to find out. I found the first freeway underpass I could and searched high and low, but alas, there was not a single Troll in sight. I mean, there were some rats and roaches, but nothing larger than a small dog. Maybe they are shy, or maybe they prefer the comfort of a nice wooden bridge, but either way, I can assure you that freeway underpasses are Troll free. You are welcome.
Pathos, inhabited since neolithic times its Roman mosaics are considered among the most beautiful in the world. They include:
The House of Dionysos, dating back to the 2nd century A.D. The house is named “House of Dionysos” thanks to the many depictions of Dionysos, the god of wine.
The House of Theseus, also 2nd century, geometrical decorations as well as mythological representations.
The House of Aion, dating back to the 4th century, Five mythological scenes: "The bath of Dionysus", "Leda and the Swan", "Beauty contest between Cassiopeia and the Nereids", "Apollo and Marsyas", and the "Triumphant procession of Dionysus".
The House of Orpheus
Dating back to the 3rd century A.D Three mythological representations worth seeing, “ Orpheus and his Lyre”, “ Hercules and the Lion of Nemea” and “the Amazon”.
The House of Four Seasons
This house lies north of the House of Orpheus. It was named after the mosaic that represents the personification of the four seasons, which dates back to the first half of the third century A.D.
I decided to take these because i've been having a tough time lately, and i wanted to depict my state through photos. I probably took them around 1am - 3am
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Pathos, inhabited since neolithic times its Roman mosaics are considered among the most beautiful in the world. They include:
The House of Dionysos, dating back to the 2nd century A.D. The house is named “House of Dionysos” thanks to the many depictions of Dionysos, the god of wine.
The House of Theseus, also 2nd century, geometrical decorations as well as mythological representations.
The House of Aion, dating back to the 4th century, Five mythological scenes: "The bath of Dionysus", "Leda and the Swan", "Beauty contest between Cassiopeia and the Nereids", "Apollo and Marsyas", and the "Triumphant procession of Dionysus".
The House of Orpheus
Dating back to the 3rd century A.D Three mythological representations worth seeing, “ Orpheus and his Lyre”, “ Hercules and the Lion of Nemea” and “the Amazon”.
The House of Four Seasons
This house lies north of the House of Orpheus. It was named after the mosaic that represents the personification of the four seasons, which dates back to the first half of the third century A.D.
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This was a peaceful sunrise at the amazing Yellow Mountains in China. I had gotten there the night before and scoped out the area for the best places to catch the sun rising. I woke up at an unholy hour to get here before the billions of tourists changed out of their jammies and clogged up all the vantage points. It was a very short trip but well worth it.
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If you were the San Francisco Academy of Science, what would you like to have on your roof? A space-age, rolling green pasture dotted with portholes, perhaps? It certainly targets your key demographics: cows, pirates and space aliens ... and space cows, or pirates in space. The thing is, I didn't see any of those patrons when I was there. Maybe I went on the wrong day.
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Andreas Papandreou Airbase , Pathos International Airport Cyprus 08-11-2019
I find that a polaroid adds a touch of pathos to almost any domestic scene.
Polaroid 230 Landcamera | Polaroid 125i (expired)
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I met this old man during my trek through the mountain town of Dazhai, China. My guide, Bart, and I were making our way back from the rice terraces when he recognized one of the old wooden houses built on the side of one of the mountains. He asked if I wanted to meet a very old man and I excitedly said yes. We knocked on the old weathered door and someone let us in. After a couple of minutes this old man came out wearing a wide toothless-smile and holding a tobacco pipe which he proceeded to light. He looked so frail but he moved about with a sense of purpose that beguiled his old age. I don’t speak Chinese so I did not even bother talking but sometimes you can understand so much by simply observing. I gave him the international sign for “Can I take your picture?” and he nodded yes, so I pretended to capture the essence of his life for a few moments.
Can you imagine what it must be like to live to be ninety years old? To go through a transition of boundless energy and relevance to becoming sedentary and potentially forgotten? You would have lived and loved, served and fought, and made innumerable impressions on other lives. It would afford you with the depth of experience and clarity of vision to look back and divine the things of real worth. From that vantage point you may caution those just starting the journey to be more diligent about their interactions and to take care for the relations they make along the way. I guess we can only hope that the passage of time be kind to us and leave us with the type of memories and experiences that enrich our existence.
Si tratta di un'opera composta da sette figure a grandezza naturale in terracotta con tracce di policromia. L'anno di realizzazione dell'opera e l'identità di chi la commissionò sono avvolti nel mistero, così come l'esatta disposizione delle statue. Le ipotesi di datazione più accreditate oscillano tra il1463 e il 1490. Al centro sta il Cristo morto, disteso con la testa reclinata su un cuscino. Attorno si dispongono le altre figure, tra le quali spiccano le due Marie, Maria di Cleofa e ai piedi del Cristo, Maria Maddalena, straziate dal dolore con le vesti gonfiate dal vento. Più composte sono le altre figure, anche se i loro volti mostrano una dolorosa partecipazione. Si riconoscono poi la Madonna, con le mani giunte, Maria di Giuseppe (madre di Giacomo il Maggiore e Giovanni l'Evangelista) seguiva Gesù come discepola, che stringe le cosce in un gesto di rammarico, mentre san Giovanni è rappresentato in un silenzioso pianto, con un palmo che regge il mento. Staccata dagli altri è una figura inginocchiata in abiti rinascimentali, generalmente collocata a sinistra, che rappresenta Giuseppe D'Arimatea e che guarda verso l'osservatore. It is a work composed of seven life-size figures in terracotta with traces of polychrome. The year of realization of the work and the identity who commissioned it are wrapped in mystery, as well as the exact arrangement of the statues. The most credible dating hypotheses oscillate between 1463 and 1490. At the center is the dead Christ, lying with his head reclining on a pillow. Around the other figures are arranged, among which stand out the two Marie, Mary of Cleophas and at the feet of Christ, Mary Magdalene, torn by grief with clothes swelled by the wind. The other figures are more composed, even if their faces show a painful participation. Then we recognize the Madonna, with folded hands, Mary of Joseph (mother of James the Greater and John the Evangelist) followed Jesus as a disciple, who tightens her thighs in a gesture of regret, while Saint John is represented in a silent cry , with a palm that supports the chin. Detached from the others is a figure kneeling in renaissance clothes, generally placed on the left, which represents Giuseppe D'Arimatea looks towards the observer. www.wikipedia