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Aurora by Kleifarvatn, Iceland
Finally the sky cleared up here in Iceland after weeks of nonstop cloudy sky and rain. Luckily the Aurora showed up aswell.
The Aurora this night was really weird. At one point it was very faint straight overhead and it pulsated like a heart beat. It stayed up straight overhead for a few minutes and then slowly got lower until it fainted out. It was more like a cloud than a Aurora arch that I am used to see.
I managed to capture one shot wide enough with a mountain and this weird Aurora before it disappeared. Sometimes the 16mm are not wide enough for those Aurora shots. I really look forward when Canon comes with something that compares with the Nikon 14-24mm lens. If they dont I will have to try to fit that Nikon lens on my Canon
If there was ever any doubt whether or not there was actual life within those gray oval shapes we sometimes find hanging on leaves, here's the answer.
Parasitic Meteorus Wasp larvae prey upon caterpillars...like this hapless White-streaked Prominent, who's desiccated remains lie nearby.
The pupating wasp can be seen squirming within the cocoon.
That sound you hear in the background is the steady rain from an approaching front...so unfortunately, I had to cut this video short of an actual emergence.
Catoctin Mountains
Frederick County, Maryland
September 30, 2015
Italia, Emilia Romagna, Fontanellato (PR), Inverno 2012
La presenza dall'uomo a Fontanellato ha origini antichissime, infatti sono state trovate palificazioni e suppellettili riconducibili a interi villaggi dell'età del bronzo. È con il secolo XI che inizia la storia di Fontanellato che ha nel castello il suo simbolo e il suo centro pulsante. Da una iniziale torre fortificata ha origine l'attuale Rocca di proprietà dalla Famiglia Sanvitale sin dal XIV sec. con relativa nascita di un piccolo feudo grazie alla elevazione a dignità comitale dei fratelli Giberto e Gianmartino da parte del Duca Gianmaria Visconti nel 1404. Nel castello una galleria di ritratti della dinastia Sanvitale consente di ripercorrere visivamente tutta la storia della famiglia sino al 1948 quando il castello fu venduto dall'ultimo conte Giovanni al Comune. Il nome di Fontanellato richiama la "fontana lata" zona ricca di acque e risorgive. La Rocca al centro di Fontanellato, è tuttora circondata da un grande fossato. All'interno si trova una delle più splendide opere da manierismo italiano, la saletta dipinta da Francesco Mazzola detto il Parmigianino (Parma, 1503-Casalmaggiore, 1540) nel 1524 con il mito di Diana e Atteone tratto dalle metamorfosi di Ovidio.Nel castello trova posto la curiosa camera ottica, un gioco di lenti che consente di vedere, non visti, la piazza e le vie del borgo.
The presence of man at Fontanellato has very ancient origins, in fact various important archaeological finds have been found which can be traced back to the existence of whole Bronze-Age villages. And, with the XIth century, the history of the town commences. Its symbol and pulsating Fontanellato is its castle: originating from an initial, fortified tower, the present Rocca fortress was property of the Sanvitale family, which it had been since the XIVth century, along with the birth of a small feud, thanks in 1404 to the brothers Giberto and Gianmartino being promoted to the rank of count by the Duke Gianmaria Visconti. In the castle, a gallery of portraits of the Sanvitale dynasty gives you the chance to run through the history of the family right up to 1948, when the castle was sold by the last count Giovanni to the town council. The name of Fontanellato refers to the "fontana lata", an area rich in water and freshwater springs. The Rocca, at the centre of the town, is still encircled by a large moat. In its interiors can be found one of the most splendid works of Italian mannerism, the small hall painted in 1524 by Francesco Mazzola, alias the Parmigianino (Parma, 1503-Casalmaggiore, 1540), with the myth of Diana and Actaeon taken from Ovid's Metamorphoses. The castle also holds the curious optical room, which is a play on the use of lenses permitting the viewing of the piazza and the streets of the village outside, without being seen oneself.
Il mal d’Africa è uno stato dell’anima, prima ancora che uno stato mentale.
E’ qualcosa che pulsa nello stomaco ed esiste a prescindere, pesante continente o di una giovane, fresca noce di cocco.
Mal d’Africa è imparare a perdere tempo scrutando una lucertola dalla testa arancione fare le flessioni. Mal d’Africa è disegnare con gli occhi il contorno di un baobab che si staglia sullo sfondo del cielo basso e turchese, con sotto due Giraffe....che si godono lo spettacolo
The African sickness is a state of the soul, even more than a state of mind.
It is something that pulsates in the stomach and exists regardless of whether it is a heavy continent or a young, fresh coconut.
Sick of Africa is learning to waste time watching an orange-headed lizard do push-ups. Mal d’Africa is to draw with your eyes the outline of a baobab that stands out against the background of the low and turquoise sky, with two Giraffes underneath .... enjoying the show
LA STRADA PIU' BELLA DEL MONDO
Il Canal Grande è una delle vie più belle e conosciute al mondo oltre ad essere la principale via d’acqua di Venezia. Si snoda a forma di “S” per la città attraversandola e dividendola in due parti, ognuna delle quali raggruppa tre sestieri. Il canale è lungo quattro chilometri e attraversato da quattro ponti. A sud c’è il Ponte dell’Accademia, Rialto in posizione centrale. Alla stazione il Ponte degli Scalzi ed il moderno Ponte della Costituzione a Piazzale Roma. La larghezza del Canal Grande varia dai 30 ai 70 metri e la profondità massima è 5 metri.
Ai suoi lati si diramano ben 45 canali. Il Canal Grande è sempre molto trafficato: vaporetti, motoscafi, gondole, imbarcazioni di servizio, taxi. E’ l’arteria pulsante della città e il moto ondoso è problematico perché corrode le fondamenta dei palazzi che lo circondano.
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THE MOST BEAUTIFUL ROAD IN THE WORLD
The Grand Canal is one of the most beautiful and well-known streets in the world as well as being the main waterway in Venice. It winds its way through the city in an "S" shape, crossing it and dividing it into two parts, each of which includes three districts. The canal is four kilometers long and spanned by four bridges. To the south is the Accademia Bridge, Rialto in a central position. At the station the Scalzi Bridge and the modern Constitution Bridge in Piazzale Roma. The width of the Grand Canal varies from 30 to 70 meters and the maximum depth is 5 meters.
45 canals branch off to its sides. The Grand Canal is always very busy: vaporettos, motorboats, gondolas, service boats, taxis. It is the pulsating artery of the city and the wave motion is problematic because it corrodes the foundations of the buildings that surround it.
CANON EOS 600D con ob. SIGMA 10-20 f./4-5,6 EX DC HSM
Poem.
A silhouetted, rapier-like peninsula piercing the radiant splendour of a pewter-grey sea.
Domed islands capped by the heavenly spokes of a setting-sun.
Timeless beauty.
Silence, but for the distant scream of a gull and the gentle, pulsating whistle of an oyster-catcher.
Sky, rock, sand, light and sea uniquely combine
to produce a glimpse inside heaven’s door.
Don’t yearn for heaven.
Look around.
It’s already here!
Variable stars are stars that change brightness. The brightness changes of these stars can range from a thousandth of a magnitude over periods of a fraction of a second to years, depending on the type of variable star. Over 30000 variable stars are known and catalogued, and many thousands more are suspected to be variable. There are a number of reasons why variable stars change their brightness. Pulsating variables, for example, swell and shrink due to internal forces. While an eclipsing binary will dim when it is eclipsed by a faint companion; and then brightens when the occulting star moves out of the way.
Variable stars fascinate me since ever. I am used to say, because I am variable too.
Anyway, thanks to old and new friends for those thirty thousand clicks on my pictorial atlas.
That's my bino (a Canon 10x30 IS, excellent baby), and that's one of my books.
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Boracay is a tropical island about an hour's flight from Manila in the Philippines. Its long white sand beaches rival the best beaches of more popular destinations such as the Caribbean, the South Pacific as well as neighbouring Thailand, Malaysia and Indonesia.
Facilities are available to suit different levels of activity. For those wanting to just lounge around and take in some rays, beach-front hotels usually have lounge chairs set up just a few steps away from the hotel entrances.
Facilities for the usual water sports activities such as sailing, wind surfing, snorkeling, diving and jet skiing are also widely available for those in search of more active pursuits. The fun in Boracay also doesn't end when the sun sets. Boracay nightlife is pulsating with many bars and restaurants serving food, drink and fun until the very late evening.
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I should just, not write any description on this and see if anyone can figure out what the Hell it is…
Alright… Last week, one afternoon I was driving down old Rt 66 and spotted this bridge and thought it might make a cool dusk shot, shooting from the center divider, looking towards old Albuquerque. (photo below) Last night I went back and was treated to an unexpected surprise. At night the entire underside of the bridge is lit by these hundreds of amazing colored lights. They change around in all different crazy patterns. Sometimes they slowly drift from one color to another. Other times they pulsate wildly in a rainbow of colors.
So, this first photo was taken inside one of the pedestrian tunnels you can see on the left and right. No, it is not Photoshopped. It really came out of the camera like this.
The Roman Forum even in its ruins is an impressive site. It takes you back in time to some 2000 to 2500 years & in spite of the shambled rubble, it gives you an inkling how the center of Rome would have pulsated with life then. It was the main piazza where people would meet to do business, sell and buy things and visit with friends. Many of the oldest and most important structures of the ancient city were located on or near the Forum. The massive pillars of the Temple of Saturn, the column of Phocas, the famous Julius Caesar's palace & the temples of Castor & Pollux are the major remaining structures in the Roman Forum.
The fact that this glorious Roman Forum remained buried & forgotten & was only fully excavated & brought to the current state at the beginning of the 20th century, tells us how time is the supreme game changer. A glorious past lies in bits & pieces here & makes you wonder how the world would be in another 2000 years from now.
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Boracay is a tropical island about an hour's flight from Manila in the Philippines. Its long white sand beaches rival the best beaches of more popular destinations such as the Caribbean, the South Pacific as well as neighbouring Thailand, Malaysia and Indonesia.
Facilities are available to suit different levels of activity. For those wanting to just lounge around and take in some rays, beach-front hotels usually have lounge chairs set up just a few steps away from the hotel entrances.
Facilities for the usual water sports activities such as sailing, wind surfing, snorkeling, diving and jet skiing are also widely available for those in search of more active pursuits. The fun in Boracay also doesn't end when the sun sets. Boracay nightlife is pulsating with many bars and restaurants serving food, drink and fun until the very late evening.
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Just a little something for the season.
Witch Please neon sign.
2Li - Tintable & Pulsating Neon Sign
While trying to focus a grass detail with a macro lens I noticed something moving in the background. A small spider building her thin web! I had never found a suitable situation to photograph a spider before, but this one looked really, really small, not more than 7 or 8mm. And she kept moving all the time!
I will not bother you with encyclopedic details about spiders. How their specialized structures adapted from gill branches of aquatic ancestral arthropods, how that evidence helped to understand how from multiple, multifunctional feeding / swimming / respiratory / walking appendages Nature has shaped specialized structures that enabled species to invade entirely new ecosystems and to establish new body designs. However, that tale is even more fascinating than the spider itself!
... this was still a town that existed in black and white and pulsated to the great tunes of George Gershwin
HMM
🎵 🔊📣 📯 🎻🎺 🎧🎹 🎷🎶
Loud colours
I wondered why this speaker was so cheap. Very cheap. Muy barato. Too-good-to-be-true cheap, but I took a punt anyway. After all, einem geschenkten Gaul sieht man nicht ins Maul.
It seems solidly constructed. The sound it produces is perfectly adequate for my modest requirements. The battery life doesn't disappoint. But the drawback, the reason for its bargainaciousness, is that as soon as you turn it on, flashing pulsating gaudy colours emanate from behind the grille - reds, purples, yellows, greens. Like this: Disco speaker on YouTube
A 1970s disco setup is not recommended for the bedside table and listening to A Book At Bedtime.
" Your love ignites me, shining brighter than a thousand suns. ☀️💖 "
Saphira & Zeboran 💕
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. . . Infinite Flames . . .
Within his embrace, the storm's fury fades, replaced by the sunlit warmth of his heart, a celestial fire brighter than a thousand stars. He holds me, not just with arms but with a love that rewrites destiny, whispering secrets in the velvet shadows where our souls, forever entwined, defy fate's fragile strings.
Our universe, a constellation swirling in the curve of his touch, burns with a passion that consumes like an eternal pyre, two flames merging, brighter than a thousand suns, dancing forever in the starlight of each other's eyes and pulsating in love, hearts pounding.
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Full Version
Even with the energy saving drive in Tokyo, the city skyline still pulsates. Thank goodness.
BTW, it's a great time to visit Japan. Flights and hotels are cheap, because of the reduced number of visitors.
Some luxurious "Devices" devices shot in Hongkong nearly one Year ago. Arrived exactly on May 9 in HKg coming from MUC. No plan to go there this Year, but 2019 is on the List for travelling to this pulsating City again.
This is what can happen when you use an Ultra Wide Angle on a Full Frame camera...
Recent Photos - As Seen on Explore - Sigma 10-20mm
Congrats to Nautilus 1 (see below) for predicting that this was going to be single figure on Explore - number 1.
That's correcto mundo. Numero uno. With a bullet. We're number one. We're number one...
Jellyfish or jellies are softbodied, free-swimming aquatic animals with a gelatinous umbrella-shaped bell and trailing tentacles. The bell can pulsate to acquire propulsion and locomotion. The tentacles may be utilized to capture prey or defend against predators by emitting toxins in a painful sting. Jellyfish species are classified in the subphylum Medusozoa which makes up a major part of the phylum Cnidaria, although not all Medusozoa species are considered to be jellyfish.
Jellyfish are found in every ocean, from the surface to the deep sea. Scyphozoans are exclusively marine, but some hydrozoans live in freshwater. Large, often colorful, jellyfish are common in coastal zones worldwide. Jellyfish have roamed the seas for at least 500 million years and possibly 700 million years or more, making them the oldest multi-organ animal.
Excerpt from webapp.driftscape.com/map/c1f3d4de-f6a8-11eb-8000-bc1c5a8...:
Spring
Further down south, spring has arrived and a brown bear comes out of hibernation, searching for food and water. Ecosystems abound, and as the bear paws around, she is surrounded by networks of underground mycorrhizae, who live in symbiosis with plants, insects, and bacteria. These under-soil mycorrhizae help to provide phosphorus and nitrogen to their soil-plant friends. And every once in a while, these mycorrhizae reproduce and send up fruiting bodies that produce spores, or as we know them, mushrooms, truffles and chanterelles.
Fresh water gives life to surrounding fauna, and with help from the sun, growth is restored. These ecosystems are a source of energy, a glowing nucleus pulsating life into centuries old forests. In these woodlands, a magical owl watches over the cycles of life that have sustained themselves since before humans arrived. Forests that thrived, where once prehistoric animals roamed, and where hybrid dinosaur creatures capture our imaginations. They come to remind us that the fossil fuels we excavate today - oil, gas and coal, come from these ancient forests, plants, algae and plankton. As we consume these decaying organic remains that are over millions of years old, we release carbon dioxide into our airs and consequently cause man made exponential global warming.
As spirits of these ancient plants are released into the skies, they take the form of carbon dioxide and populate the air like vagabonds far from their underground home. Upon their journey drifting through northern skies, they too are witness to the surreal beauty of Aurora Borealis. Northern lights - a sign that solar winds have paid us a visit and altered electrons and protons in Mother Earth’s atmosphere. A reminder that our tiny earthly ecosystems are interconnected with far away giant stars and energies.
Down below, an elder shares the ways of times past when humans lived in harmony with nature, when we lived from earth, with earth, and we would make sure to replenish and respect all living beings. We treated Mother Nature for the grand spirit that she is, abundant, inspiring, magical, and strong. Humans were not above nature but part of her great and wise ecosystems.
The big blue moon overhears these tales and whispers her song down to the waters, making the tides dance to her melody, as the fisherman paddles through the currents and is guided by her nightly sky map. She sings to the fox and the farmer, and all of the villagers below, telling them when to plant their crops in harmony with her lunar cycles, reminding them to cultivate sustainable lands and to respect the wisdom of ancient seeds. The farmer listens intently, casting her eyes up thanking the moon for its song, and grateful for her crop. The farmer’s friend, a Praying Mantis, known as a master predator of arthropods, sits guarding her crop of corn. Corn is a staple food and cultural symbol of Indigenous Peoples across the Americas for over 10,000 years. After Indigenous peoples taught European settlers to grow the indigenous grain, it was introduced around the world. Considered a sacred plant, Maize shapes daily meals, and influences spiritual, physical and economic systems.
And now for something a bit different........
This Yayoi Kusama installation called 'Gleaming Lights of the Souls' was one of the very last things we saw during our visit to the Louisiana Museum in Denmark. It's constructed in a small room big enough for only a few people to enter at a time, consequently queues can be quite long when the Museum is busy. It was well worth the wait though even if still photography can't really do the room of glowing pulsating orbs justice......
The Museum is currently showing a retrospective of her work : en.louisiana.dk/exhibition/yayoi-kusama
More shots from my trip : www.flickr.com/photos/darrellg/albums/72157656314165922
From the Louisiana Museum website : 'Gleaming Lights of the Souls by Yayoi Kusama is one of the most beloved pieces in the museum collection. The installation, dating from 2008, consists of a single space, four by four meters. The walls and ceilings are covered with mirrors; the floor is a reflecting pool; and you stand in the middle of the water on a platform.
Hanging from the ceiling above you are a hundred lamps that resemble glowing ping pong balls. These lamps change colour in a way that transport us into a special rhythm and pulse, almost as though we become one with the universe of the installation. Gleaming Lights of the Souls is a truly lyrical work of art in every sense.'
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P.S. Seen in Explore, #268, on 23/06/21.
A series of 425 images spanning just about one hour.
Rokinon f2.0 16mm (manual) lens, camera set at 8 seconds, ISO 1600, using a cabled shutter release set to continuous.
A retired meteorologist knowledgeable on northern lights from the Fairbanks Weather Service office explained the ‘shimmering’ northern lights to me thus: (thanks Jan)
'Katy: After the substorm passes (ends), the relaxation phase occurs and manifests itself as pulsating aurora. Your video captures this well. Since the pulse frequency can vary from seconds to minutes, your time exposure has to be just right in order to sync with these pulses.'
I have also found that during this period of 'flux' the northern lights loose much of their vibrancy and color.
What if you could grasp time
Dilate it in your own way..
Shut down the adrenaline pulsating through you..
But you were meant to be deceived by time..
Face the Rush Hour
just like missing the last ship on hand..
Poem.
A silhouetted, rapier-like peninsula piercing the radiant splendour of a pewter-grey sea.
Domed islands capped by the heavenly spokes of a setting-sun.
Timeless beauty.
Silence, but for the distant scream of a gull and the gentle, pulsating whistle of an oyster-catcher.
Sky, rock, sand, light and sea uniquely combine
to produce a glimpse inside heaven’s door.
Don’t yearn for heaven.
Look around.
It’s already here!
The lazily winding spiral arms of the spectacular galaxy NGC 976 fill the frame of this image from the NASA/ESA Hubble Space Telescope. This spiral galaxy lies around 150 million light-years from the Milky Way in the constellation Aries. Despite its tranquil appearance, NGC 976 has played host to one of the most violent astronomical phenomena known — a supernova explosion. These cataclysmicly violent events take place at the end of the lives of massive stars, and can outshine entire galaxies for a short period. While supernovae mark the deaths of massive stars, they are also responsible for the creation of heavy elements that are incorporated into later generations of stars and planets.
Supernovae are also a useful aid for astronomers who measure the distances to faraway galaxies. The amount of energy thrown out into space by supernova explosions is very uniform, allowing astronomers to estimate their distances from how bright they appear to be when viewed from Earth. This image — which was created using data from Hubble’s Wide Field Camera 3 — comes from a large collection of Hubble observations of nearby galaxies which host supernovae as well as a pulsating class of stars known as Cepheid variables. Both Cepheids and supernovae are used to measure astronomical distances, and galaxies containing both objects provide useful natural laboratories where the two methods can be calibrated against one another.
Credits: ESA/Hubble & NASA, D. Jones, A. Riess et al.; CC BY 4.0
Another bright planetary nebula to capture during a full moon.
NGC 1501 is a complex planetary nebula in the constellation Camelopardalis.
It's progenitor star is a pulsating star, meaning that its brightness varies regularly and periodically. In the case of NGC 1501’s progenitor star, this is incredibly fast, with the star’s brightness changing significantly in just half an hour.
Image captured on my dual rig in Spain.
Scopes: APM TMB LZOS 152 Refractors
Cameras: QSI6120wsg8
Mount: 10Micron GM2000 HPS
A total of 7 hours image capture.
More details are available on my website at: www.imagingdeepspace.com/ngc-1501.html
Desire is the starting point of all achievement, not a hope, not a wish, but a keen pulsating desire which transcends everything...
All photos, above, have been shot with the Samsung NX10,
which has been provided by Samsung Electronics Co., Ltd.
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A Via Roma é a artéria central de Monterosso al Mare, a maior das cinco vilas das Cinque Terre, servindo como eixo vital do centro histórico e ligando a parte antiga à zona mais moderna. Esta rua pedonal, repleta de lojas, restaurantes e cafés, pulsa com a vida local, oferecendo produtos típicos da Ligúria. Monterosso distingue-se das outras aldeias por possuir a maior praia de areia da região e por ter um traçado urbano menos acentuado. A vila, com origens que remontam ao século VII e que se desenvolveu sob a influência da República de Génova, integra o Parque Nacional das Cinque Terre, um património da UNESCO. A Via Roma, para além da sua importância comercial e social, reflete a herança histórica de Monterosso, outrora fortificada para defesa costeira e ponto de contacto entre as comunidades vizinhas, mantendo viva a tradição marítima e agrícola da região.
Via Roma is the central artery of Monterosso al Mare, the largest of the five villages of the Cinque Terre, serving as the vital axis of the historic center and connecting the old town to the more modern area. This pedestrian street, lined with shops, restaurants, and cafés, pulsates with local life, offering typical Ligurian products. Monterosso stands out from the other villages for having the largest sandy beach in the region and a less pronounced urban layout. The village, whose origins date back to the 7th century and which developed under the influence of the Republic of Genoa, is part of the Cinque Terre National Park, a UNESCO World Heritage Site. Via Roma, in addition to its commercial and social importance, reflects the historical heritage of Monterosso, once fortified for coastal defense and a point of contact between neighboring communities, keeping alive the region's maritime and agricultural tradition.
These glands of sunlight pulsate before me
giving more than the mere light I can see
it's the lifeblood, a paen of deepest Summer
that which supplies a heartbeating drummer
in choral waves across the walden hills
teasing ploughlines a vessel for harvesting mills
that time of year again, on a crest of a wave
when all one's senses unto Nature behave
it wasn't so long ago...indeed still filling my thoughts
with a fragrancy so virtuous it deeply exhorts
those warm comforting moments over these so chilling and frail
a shiver...is frabjous or just a bitter present wind that can impale
my wishes, and desires to feel what makes me happy
it's a basic need for this here chappy...
oh that dextrous day under the beautiful guardianship -
of Deutscher Sonnenschein, entered my gladship
in the vale's cradle of golden-hued sunbaked beauty
my eyes did neither deceive nor perceive the true equity
of that day of all days, upon the hill of countless detail
bales and pales, straw and smoke, into the continuing trail
like a quartan passing, rude health lies in wake
it's overnight passage is safe and free of memory ache
ready and willing to be written of in positive tomes
posing as it does for a snapshot of summery homes
living forevermore every second intake of breath
for the first was a living death-
that has been exhaled once and for all, totally expunged
over there where the glorious sunlight plunged.
by anglia24
12h20: 18/08/2008
©2008anglia24
Excerpt from rbg.ca:
Anamazon (Limb) by Pamela Rosenkranz
b. 1979, Switzerland
Lives and works in Zurich, Switzerland
In her works, Pamela Rosenkranz investigates transitions from the natural to the artificial, dissolving their distinctiveness with reciprocal copying strategies. Anamazon (Limb) appears in a cacophony of sounds from the Amazon in a seemingly natural environment. Pulsating waves run through the branch as if it were an organ pumping blood through its capillaries while a sticky green fluid oozes from its wounded broken edge. The use of the phosphorous green (derived from the RGB color model) as well as the intertwining of the botanic and the organic lends the branch a futuristic character, and raises a question regarding the larger entity from which this branch or limb originates, and the possibility of chlorocruorin* running through its veins.
Like the microbiome in the human body, whose multi-branched mode of action remains largely unexplored, the myriad connections and interactions of plant and fungal systems in the Amazon, for example, are yet to be fully recognized and described. Anamazon (Limb) appears as an extraction from an ecosystem that can only exist as far as the human imagination can reach.
* Chlorocruorin is a dichroic red-green respiratory protein, chemically similar to hemoglobin, and is only found dissolved in the blood of certain annelids.
Pamela Rosenkranz has had solo exhibitions at Kunsthaus Bregenz; Kreuzgang Fraumünster, Zurich; GAMeC, Bergamo; Fondazione Prada, Milan; Kunsthalle Basel; Centre d’Art Contemporain, Geneva; and the Swiss Institute, Venice, among others. She has participated in several major international group exhibitions, including the Okayama Art Summit and the 15th Biennale de Lyon. In 2015, her project Our Product was selected for the Swiss Pavilion at the 56th Venice Biennale.
The aurora started off as a normal aurora (but still awesome), with the brilliant rivers of green streaming overhead, but just after midnight the G4 solar storm hit the earth and the aurora exploded into a brilliance of colors and pulsating aurora that could be seen in all directions. At the top of this image the aurora corona can be seen as the full force of the G4 (out of G5) storm hits the earth after midnight on the morning of the 24th. It was so mesmerizing to watch, I don't know how to describe the power and gracefulness of the sun's fury...it was like I was being pulled into a worm hole, it was like the sky was falling down all around me or how about this one...(queue the music)
"You're travelling through another dimension, a dimension not only of sight and sound but of mind; a journey into a wondrous land whose boundaries are that of imagination. That's the signpost (aurora corona) up ahead - your next stop, the Twilight Zone!" credit to The Twilight Zone :) see other images of the aurora corona below...
Excerpt from webapp.driftscape.com/map/c1f3d4de-f6a8-11eb-8000-bc1c5a8...:
Spring
Further down south, spring has arrived and a brown bear comes out of hibernation, searching for food and water. Ecosystems abound, and as the bear paws around, she is surrounded by networks of underground mycorrhizae, who live in symbiosis with plants, insects, and bacteria. These under-soil mycorrhizae help to provide phosphorus and nitrogen to their soil-plant friends. And every once in a while, these mycorrhizae reproduce and send up fruiting bodies that produce spores, or as we know them, mushrooms, truffles and chanterelles.
Fresh water gives life to surrounding fauna, and with help from the sun, growth is restored. These ecosystems are a source of energy, a glowing nucleus pulsating life into centuries old forests. In these woodlands, a magical owl watches over the cycles of life that have sustained themselves since before humans arrived. Forests that thrived, where once prehistoric animals roamed, and where hybrid dinosaur creatures capture our imaginations. They come to remind us that the fossil fuels we excavate today - oil, gas and coal, come from these ancient forests, plants, algae and plankton. As we consume these decaying organic remains that are over millions of years old, we release carbon dioxide into our airs and consequently cause man made exponential global warming.
As spirits of these ancient plants are released into the skies, they take the form of carbon dioxide and populate the air like vagabonds far from their underground home. Upon their journey drifting through northern skies, they too are witness to the surreal beauty of Aurora Borealis. Northern lights - a sign that solar winds have paid us a visit and altered electrons and protons in Mother Earth’s atmosphere. A reminder that our tiny earthly ecosystems are interconnected with far away giant stars and energies.
Down below, an elder shares the ways of times past when humans lived in harmony with nature, when we lived from earth, with earth, and we would make sure to replenish and respect all living beings. We treated Mother Nature for the grand spirit that she is, abundant, inspiring, magical, and strong. Humans were not above nature but part of her great and wise ecosystems.
The big blue moon overhears these tales and whispers her song down to the waters, making the tides dance to her melody, as the fisherman paddles through the currents and is guided by her nightly sky map. She sings to the fox and the farmer, and all of the villagers below, telling them when to plant their crops in harmony with her lunar cycles, reminding them to cultivate sustainable lands and to respect the wisdom of ancient seeds. The farmer listens intently, casting her eyes up thanking the moon for its song, and grateful for her crop. The farmer’s friend, a Praying Mantis, known as a master predator of arthropods, sits guarding her crop of corn. Corn is a staple food and cultural symbol of Indigenous Peoples across the Americas for over 10,000 years. After Indigenous peoples taught European settlers to grow the indigenous grain, it was introduced around the world. Considered a sacred plant, Maize shapes daily meals, and influences spiritual, physical and economic systems.
As a misty dawn began to break over the Tengger Sand Sea the figures started appearing.
At first it was a trickle, a few hardy souls briefly appearing before disappearing into the ether. Before long it became a deluge as more and more shadowy forms skulked past, some on motorbikes, others on horseback. Most were on foot but all held a common purpose.
Their destination was Mt Bromo, an active volcano in East Java and one of Indonesia’s truly iconic images. Try as it might, the morning sun could not break through the smoke belching forth from its crater.
Early start
The day had begun in the early hours of the nearby village Cemoro Lewang. A convoy of jeeps raced across the flatlands, their passengers sitting silently, trying to gauge their surroundings as the impenetrable blackness raced by.
Before long they reached the viewing platforms of Mt Pananjakan. An already formidable formidable crowd had gathered to take in the otherworldly grandeur of Bromo Tengger Semeru National Park.
Below lay some of the conservation area’s volcanic inhabitants, seemingly emanating from the swirling fog itself. The collapsed crater of Mt Bromo, dormant Mt Batok and in the far distance Mt Semeru, a gigantic cone rearing over the entire landscape, the constant plume of grey smoke, ash and stones rising from its peak reminding visitors of its destructive, and most definitely active, power.
Cosmic ebbs and flows
A dense mist was already ebbing and flowing around the vast plain, bestowing upon the area a somnambulant quality, ideally suited to the park’s mystical atmosphere. As the crowds descended upon the volcanic sand sea the fog, if anything, had grown thicker as smoke continued to pump from Bromo’s crater. The outline of strange swirling forms quickly grew and reconfigured themselves before disappearing completely.
Finally though, the sun had finally broken through the cloud cover. Despite the clear skies above a new challenge presented itself in place of the morning’s limited visibility: the unforgiving Indonesian humidity. Soon enough the exhausting climb up Bromo’s side slowed to a crawl as brows were mopped and water bottles downed in thirsty gulps.
Strange altars
In this state of semi-exhaustion, the landscape took on newer, odder dimensions.
Serene Batok seemed to pulsate gently as it lay covered in casuarina trees, their verdant green swathes at odds with the surrounding shades of white and grey and somehow surviving in spite of the volcanic ash from its neighbour.
The impression was that of a long-forgotten alien moon, an effect heightened by the smoke pouring from great fissures at Bromo’s base, covering the jagged craters and extending out to the edge of the desolate sand sea.
After the final, lunging climb came to an end, it was easy for the visitors to stand overawed in the presence of these ancient monoliths. Under the gaze of the incessant mid-morning sun the volcanic trio offered only a glimpse into their ultimately unknowable natural power. The fog, uncomprehending, continued its ebbing gyrations across the park’s floor.
from: www.eyeinthemiddle.com
Aurora Borealis in Henningsvæ. The Lofoten Islands are much further north than Iceland, and this of course positively affects the ability to see and photograph the Northern Lights. All the number of times I've been to Lofoten, I've seen the Northern Lights every time. The Kp index is not relevant Lofoten, as Lofoten is under the "aurora oval". A high Kp index means that northern lights can be seen further south, but that's irrelevant if you are in Lofoten. Most aurora apps rely heavily on the Kp index, and are not useful. Some good northern lights info:
visitlofoten.com/.../northern-lights-in-lofoten/
visitlofoten.com/en/how-to-see-the-northern-lights/
www.68north.com/info/northern-lights/
guidetolofoten.com/northern-lights-in-lofoten.../
www.norway-lights.com/.../611ed37900c8b87521bcaa27/ Many thanks to everyone who took the trouble to view comment or fave.
BITH'S JUKEBOX #116
VAMPIRE WEEKEND "OXFORD COMMA"
Drop a coin the slot :
www.youtube.com/watch?v=P_i1xk07o4g
EDIT : THIS IS THE FIRST TIME I HAVE REBOOTED A PHOTO. HOWEVER THIS PHOTO HAS BEEN AN ONGOING PROJECT AND HAS NOW REACHED 200 COMMENTS, MANY OF WHICH YOU HAVE CONTRIBUTED TO. SO I THOUGHT I'D LEAVE IT AT THE TOP OF THE PILE AS I AM AWAY FOR ONE WEEK AS OF TUESDAY 20TH SEPTEMBER. SO ENJOY THE UPDATED WORDING AND THANKS FOR ALL YOUR CONTRIBUTIONS THAT HAVE BEEN PILFERED FROM YOUR ASSORTED PHOTO STREAMS AND COMMENTS!
Many of you who hang around the back of flickr's bike sheds love language as much as I do. However, I've never been too keen on the so-called correctness of commas etc because today's correctness may have been yesterday's or tomorrow's four-out-of-ten....try harder. The English language is an evolving organism, always changing, pulsating, upsetting, but always allowing for creativity and always interesting to read, to hear.
Your evidence from flickr is that playing with words and tinkering with phrases is fun. You rebirth old words; build new words and phraseology and often nail an unexpected juxtaposition of letters that says it all.
An idea has been smouldering for some time now around "word of the day" Its time to bring it out of incubation and award it the status of its very own 'set' so allow ease of access for months to come. Your wording and phrasing efforts will be scavenged forthwith. Below are some recent highlights. More will be added as time tick-tocks by. Some below are explained in the comments boxes. Some are self-explanatory. Some just look and sound right, so in they went!!
Updated : Recently!
Gubernatorial.
Cacophony of slurpage.
The stoop.
His Assholiness
iPood
A Nooner
Cucurbit
Batik Bold Font
Cucumber Straighteners
Turtellian
Bibulous
Antediluvian
Bunce
Galoot
Wordifying
Fondence
Lading
Filter Pill
Tittybottle
Myrmidon
Lollygag
Tarry
Onomatic
Mytacism
Intelist
Bikeage
Buttock Feast
Spazzy Glasses
Crepuscular
Supine
Rapscallion
Funambulists
"Our Garbage Is In Your Bins"
Animalia
Carapace-less
Papal tarmac-licking
Endless Ear-ing Sessions
Summer Nipples
Shortoids
Unhaired
Flueing technician
Billy Connolly's incontinence pants
Shitcatcher kacks
Lesbionica
Hirsuit
Aerosol retentive
Neologism
Lexiconious
Sheveled
Lapidated
Gruntled
Turbing
Truction
Hippocampus
Optirectomy
Diphthongs
Melancholiac
Skunked
Kaleidogasm
Doughnuts
Munter
Minging
Testiculate
Intestate
Premature Mastication
Anorector
Maniac Depressive
Senile Dimension
3rd Dementia
Shitsandwich
Twatter
Spangled
Crudified
Strangeality
Spray-mate
Fornicaution
Vanilla Plod
Amphidromic
Geraniacs
Fontophile
Cottaging
Obliterati
Importuning
Curmudging
Cantanker
Ornerily
Crapsticulate
Experanto
Petrichor
Thrum
Cumbia
Polliwogs
Wenglish
Wrummage
Schizophrensic
Invisabalarious
Plasticity
Wankplate
Metallicy
Billowing
Sit Up and Beg Bike
Echelon
Snot On A Stick
Farkleberry
Pit Deodorant
Assplosion
Cowgirl Up
Wonkly
tone papping
low wattage Bez
Ocular acuity
suavenicity
Geraniacs
Shellakybooky
Onomatopoeia
Insex
Prawnography
do-goaders
blatting about
fantascinating
Armadilldo
Geekphone
Corn-holed
Bonkersness
quinqueradiate
cybercagoule
sargasm
multiple colourgasm
chromotheism
effulgence
persnickety
patootie
cruciverbalist
perspicacity
lardscape
industrialana
Petrichor
fulminant
suavity
Proctologist
Anagrammatizeable
Snow Dropping
Quondom
Quantulucunque
Urbanariumousity
Clumpage
Caprine
Bimbling
Accarezzévole
Antipodean Pandette
toonage klinkage
Poppyness
Knacker drinking
musophobia
typages
Mintality
Negativitree
escutcheons
petroleaganda
Mouldering
faetanica
eatgasm
gastrogasm
aspargustine
ottonomious
technologised
chimping
liquormortis
stopnads
nabobs
perplexitude
petrochemically
detritivore
triskelion
Kebabylon
effectified
mullation
anticrepuscular
geosmin
gloveography
cloudquake
undercheesed
vocablebabble
ungulate segway
shardy
monocularly
gunology
snailology
schnoz
cancer tubes
roomination
scooterists
comfeable
acronymphomaniac
bithotune
poetography
sphygmomenometer
Invisibelist
hipsterisation
palpebronasal folds
polycephaly
signology
spider rigging
Perspicacitate
Caught the donkey's magic eye
figbob
crimps
bonkodynamic equilibrium
boondoggle
phlebotomist
dieselised
caudal peduncle
whirlycoil
outiots
ambidrevent
as black as yer 'at
peegasm
fatassicle
brumous
frottage
bumpography
monochromish
liminal
efflux
thunderjug
Anasocumulocoulrophobia
re-beautification
Grimbarians
heapasitis
chickentrepreneur
regurgitatable
Explwhores
pandemane
oversixtyitis
overseventyitis
prededuced
grammarnazi
Edumacated
Check out the time lapse of this event here: vimeo.com/131833869
With news that Mother Nature was going to put on a Northern Lights display we headed to one of our favorite spots to view and capture them – Moosehead Lake, Maine - located just above the 45 degree latitude point.
The Visual: a huge green arc with dancing spikes, pulsating waves of light that stretched overhead and over 180 degrees across the sky. At a few different points it was a variable rainbow of colors. All of this was being perfectly reflected in the smooth-as-glass water right in front of us.
The Audio: a nearby crackling campfire, the call of the loons, some crickets & frogs and the occasional sound of a chipmunk scurrying past.
The show started just before 10PM. It ebbed and flowed through the night until almost 3AM - this was easily the longest and most impressive aurora display we have witnessed. This image is one frame from an 800+ frame time lapse that captured the entire event.
Nikon D600 & 14-24mm @ 14mm
f/2.8 - 15 secs - ISO 1600
Very lightly processed through Lightroom CC only
© Mike Taylor | Taylor Photography
Workshops - Presentations - Prints
The red piece is a 2013 dance production from Ann Van den Broek (Ward/WaRD).
“The vivid, powerful esthetic and the balanced combination of movement, imagery and music make The Red Piece an excellent production."
A group of people, alive, driven, rhythmic and fiery. The urge to create, the power of persuasion, charisma. Drive brings change. They move around a transition point in pulsating waves, building up to the extreme. Obsession, destructive, damage. Bodies bound by personal passion and focus. A protective feeling that creates its own freedom. A loving, summoning cry.
We're here visiting Coiled, Knotted, Twisted
Actually, cuttlefish. Looks cool on black, and you can see the detail better at the larger size.
This is a situation where a still photo can't do justice to the reality: the pulsating, shimmering colors were incredible. You get the sense that they are sizing you up and have a measure of intelligence. A bit like meeting a presidential candidate.
New England Aquarium, Boston.
EDITORIAL NOTE: As I was looking at my home page, it appeared that the title of this photo was "Allen" instead of "Alien." Now I wish I had named it Allen. :-)
Der historische Ortskern erstreckt sich um den normannischen Dom, der zugleich die bedeutendste Sehenswürdigkeit der Stadt ist. Die Kathedrale Santissimo Salvatore liegt an der Piazza Duomo, um die tagsüber und nachts das Leben pulsiert. Die Piazza ist nämlich ein beliebter Treffpunkt für Jung und Alt, wo man sich in einem Restaurant oder Café hinsetzten und sizilianisches Ambiente schlicht genießen kann. In den schmalen Gassen abseits des Platzes sind auch ganz lauschige und ruhige Ecken zu finden.
Der Strand von Cefalu ist einer der schönsten auf Sizilien.
The historic center of the town is centered around the Norman Cathedral, which is also the most important landmark of the town. The Cathedral of Santissimo Salvatore is located in Piazza Duomo, around which life pulsates during the day and at night. In fact, the piazza is a popular meeting place for young and old, where you can sit down in a restaurant or café and simply enjoy Sicilian ambience. In the narrow streets away from the square you can also find quite secluded and quiet corners.
The beach of Cefalu is one of the most beautiful in Sicily.
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Red Valley had more than its share of strangeness...” (The Liar Of Red Valley, by Walter Goldwater, 2021).
Riding on horseback some 20 miles East of San Bubblelito on my return trip from the silver mine one evening, I could not help but be enthralled by the strange, mystical quality of the landscape; the exotic plants; and the hypnotic bioluminescent twinkling, flashing, pulsating light ahead of me which attracted me greatly in the dark ancestral ocean of my mind.
"Pssst! Hey Gringo!," a voice said.
It was a charming voice with a delightful combination American-Mexican-Bubblehead accent. I strained my eyes and noticed a small lady with a big plastic plasma gun hiding behind a rock, fashionably dressed.
I was being ambushed.
I moved my right hand closer to my water pistol.
"You want to join my gang?," she asked sweetly.
"What are you offering?," I said, narrowing my eyes. I noticed the rope behind her and could not help but be impressed by her scenario-based planning.
"12-hour shifts, 6 days/week, no O/T, baseline profit sharing, a performance incentive and career progression plan, stock options, 5 days of annual holidays, free access to a time-share condominium in Honobubblelulu, free business cards, a free T-shirt - and your own bubblehead in a color of your choice!"
I was just blown away. These were outstanding terms and conditions! Only the top bubblehead desperados could offer these kinds of employment benefits!
It was my lucky day!
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The Fashionable Desperado: Tiger Lily
More Tiger Lily adventures:
www.flickr.com/photos/petermardie/52706080493/in/dateposted/
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The image title is inspired by the movie of the same name, directed by Andreas Prochaska and starring Sam Riley (2014). It's a Western set in the Austrian Alps and well worth seeing - only half as exotic as a Western set on Planet Bubblehead, mind you!
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In real life, it is Tiger Lily's day off today. She works 12-hour shifts in a restaurant in Asia, earns minimum wage and gets one day off every 2-3 weeks. She was going to go to the dentist on her day off today. Instead, she is sick with influenza. It sucks. Big time. She is being worked too hard. She is sick a lot. I want to help her get to a better future. She is a genuinely nice person, never had a chance to go to school, and deserves a little bit of help in her life.
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Our incipient web page: