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Fomapan 100 with Mamiya RB67 and Shift L 75 mm

Highest position: 179 on Tuesday, July 24, 2007

Two islands of original Canadian National, perhaps even Canadian Northern, wooden poles align the CN Sprague Subdivision in Minnesota. I can't speak for the Manitoba portion or even the Ontario portion on the Fort Frances Subdivision. Here at Williams is one of the pole islands that still surrounds the last set of searchlight signals on the west end of Williams siding. I try to incorporate them into a scene whenever I am up along the Sprague. Never take anything for granted - they might be gone the next time I show up!

‎The window through which I see the world

This week`s challenge....something that emphasises a repeating pattern.

Umbria, Italy, 2016

 

For days I have been watching the changing light, cloud, fog and colors of Trasimeno lake. Feels almost out of this world.

Art is a harmony parallel with nature.

[Paul Cezanne]

 

A bit of digery-pokery for a friday night.Can anyone guess what the background is.............?

Thanks for looking,

Chris.

Reflections and silhouettes of a Sunday

 

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La noche dota a la Mezquita Azul de una magia especial que todavía realza más su belleza. Me senté en un banco y planté el trípode con la cámara, cuando aún era de día —por supuesto, después de tomar un té—, dispuesto a ver cómo lentamente el cielo y los muros de la mezquita comenzaban a cambiar, mientras disfrutaba con las fotos que iba sacando. El sol se retiraba sin prisa, y los colores se transformaban con una delicadeza hipnótica. Poco a poco, empezaron a insinuarse suaves tonos dorados en los minaretes, al ir encendiéndose los focos que preparaban la escena.

Un rato después, el edificio entero resplandecía como un dibujo de luz dorada, recortado con nitidez sobre el cielo azul violáceo del anochecer.

De repente, algo cambió. Los focos dorados se apagaron sin aviso y fueron sustituidos por otros blancos, fríos, casi quirúrgicos. La mezquita se volvió entonces algo distinto: una visión extraña, fantasmal, como si flotara en una dimensión paralela.

No lo dudé un segundo y apreté rápido el disparador. Duró muy poco. Apenas unos segundos. Por suerte, algo más que los 30 segundos que duró la exposición de esta foto. Lo suficiente para atraparla, aunque fuera una sola vez.

Pensé entonces que quizá todo fuese una metáfora de esta ciudad que respira entre dos luces.

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At night, the Blue Mosque takes on a special kind of magic that enhances its beauty even more. I sat on a bench and set up the tripod with my camera — it was still daylight, of course, and only after having a tea — ready to watch as the sky and the mosque's walls slowly began to change. I enjoyed every shot I took while the light shifted gently around me. The sun withdrew slowly, and the colors transformed with hypnotic delicacy. Bit by bit, soft golden tones began to appear on the minarets, as the lights that set the scene started to come on.

A little while later, the entire building shone like a sketch drawn in golden light, sharply outlined against the violet-blue sky of dusk.

Then suddenly, something changed. The golden lights went off without warning, replaced by others — white, cold, almost surgical. The mosque became something else entirely: a strange, ghostly vision, as if it were floating in a parallel dimension.

I didn’t hesitate — I pressed the shutter quickly. It lasted only a few seconds. Fortunately, just a bit longer than the 30 seconds the photo exposure required. Long enough to capture it, just once.

And I thought, maybe it was all a metaphor — of a city that breathes between two lights.

  

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The Haight-Ashbury District is a popular destination for tourists when visiting San Francisco. Interestingly, they don't often like what they see. Here, the look on the faces of that family seem to be fraught with disapproval as they pass by a couple of locals enjoying a corner conversation on a lovely San Francisco morning. I remember watching how tightly dad clenched his daughter's hand as they hurried by almost walking in the street to avoid contact. Every picture tells a story.

 

San Francisco CA

number 3 in my theme for this week Parallel Lines. Taken through the windscreen of the minibus in Poland 2008.

browsing the archives today.... in Lisbon

Urban Dreamscape photo composite, digital art of San Francisco, California featuring the Parc 55 Hilton and the classic One Powell built in 1921.

 

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Haigh Hall walkabouts

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