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Matthew 7:7“Ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and it will be opened to you." ESV
"Perceptions" -2017
We found this beautiful, circa 1907 folding Brownie today. When we trust, we seek. When we seek, we find. Always.
Rose Perception by Daniel Arrhakis (2017)
Rose Perception (1998) (syn 'Cindy', 'HARzippee', 'LeAnn Rimes') (Harkness 1998) ('Dr. Darley' x 'Sweetheart') ("Miss Universo")
This is a Hybrid Tea Rose that features beautiful cream / white flowers with cherry / pink color trim throughout the flowering season.
This rose is called 'LeAnn Rimes' in America and 'Perception' in the United Kingdom, selected and named on behalf of the British National Institute for the Blind. It has intensely fragrant flowers with 8-10 cm in diameter, with pink / cherry edges, a reverse cream / white and can reach 1.2 meters in height.
Resistant to frost, its flowers appear in late spring / early summer repeatedly.
Dark green foliage and well-scented roses. This vigorous rosebush is disease resistant and can be planted alone or in flower beds and massifs. Light or half shadow.
Hardy to zone 7 , −17.8 °C (0 °F)−15 °C (5 °F).
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Rosa "Perception" (1998) (syn 'Cindy', 'HARzippee', 'LeAnn Rimes') (Harkness 1998) ('Dr. Darley' x 'Sweetheart')
Esta é uma Rosa de chá híbrida que apresenta belas flores creme/branco com rebordo cor de cereja/rosa durante toda a temporada de floração .
Esta rosa é chamada de 'LeAnn Rimes' na América e 'Perception' no Reino Unido, selecionada e designada em nome do Instituto Nacional Britânico para Cegos. Possui flores intensamente perfumadas com 8-10 cm de diametro, com bordas cor-de-rosa/cereja, um reverso creme/branco e pode atingir 1,2 metros de altura.
Resistente ás geadas, as suas flores surgem no final da Primavera / início do Verão repetidamente.
Folhagem verde escuro e rosas de bom corte bem perfumadas. Esta roseira vigorosa é resistente a doenças e pode ser plantada isoladamente ou em canteiros e maciços. Luz ou meia sombra.
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Quinta De Rhode - It is a personal project, mine and of a friend for a Mini Arboretum with pedagogical and playful character in the region of Móra, Évora, Portugal.
A dream that began about 10 years ago and we would like to share with everyone.
The Wonderful World of plants and especially shrubs and trees in a small space that began with a great love for Nature. Welcome friends! : )
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Meditating Perceptions.
Предыдущие проекты грубых рисунков, созерцая наблюдения вульгарные названия, шутливые идеи, сносные суеверия предполагают замечания,
winskjen reade papieren ûnberikbere rjochten ûntfangen promesje flizzende passaazjes skeppende novelty's ûnbekende toetsen brilike bugs opnommen bedoelingen,
የተቃውሞ ቃላትን የሚያስተላልፉ ቃላቶችን የሚያስተላልፉ ቃላትን የሚያፈቅሩ የቅርንጫፍ መስፋፋትን የሚመለከቱ የተቃውሞ ቃሎች,
scintillement tremblements trésors maitre bras certaines indications traits incalculables cryptographie éblouissante perceptions suggérées,
anta ordninger kognizante eksempler sammenstillinger muliggjorde å sende heslige forestillinger cadaverous sirkler utvide hektiske horrors,
condiții neobișnuite abrogând nopțile interesante navigație navigator explorat sfaturi speciale sfaturile minții narat,
やむを得ないストローク一般的な目的を持っていた単語難問の推測喜び活動達成秘密の刻み目隠しサッシ.
Steve.D.Hammond.
(UNEDITED)
Dedicated to Bryn Oh and Radio Signals.
INFORMATION:
Taken at Mirror.
Non static pose.
Raw image name added.
My own particles.
Thank you to Elvina Ewing and Jen Shikami,Sachi Vixen and Natalia Zelmanov.
(Completely unedited. I do not edit Second Life images)
The glacier unfurled like a great, white expanse of forgotten time, its contours soft yet relentless, shimmering under the high New Zealand sun. A solitary figure moved across its surface, dwarfed by the immensity of the Southern Alps, their presence barely more significant than a breath exhaled into the void. Above, the sky arched in an almost blinding clarity, cobalt bruised with faint wisps of cloud that curled and dispersed like half-formed thoughts.
Poseidon Peak loomed behind the camera’s view, unseen but felt—a pull at the edges of perception, a monolith of raw presence waiting beyond the wanderer's slow progress. Around the ice, ancient ridges clawed upward, their surfaces raw and fractured, their grey-black faces streaked with veins of stubborn snow and the occasional gleam of exposed ice, blue as trapped lightning. At their feet, pools of glacial meltwater gathered like forgotten tears, impossibly bright, as if the earth itself had summoned the color to defy the starkness of its surroundings.
The snow, rippled by winds that spoke in cryptic tongues, seemed alive in its stillness. Each step of the wanderer left a mark, a fleeting impression in a world that would erase it in moments. The air was sharp and unyielding, laden with a silence that felt both oppressive and sacred, the kind of silence that compels you to listen for things not meant to be heard.
This place was no sanctuary, no shelter for fragile human thoughts. The peaks did not stand guard; they did not care to. Their forms rose in jagged defiance of time, not as sentinels but as monuments to a world that existed long before words, before people, before the idea of anything smaller than the universe itself. Their power was neither welcoming nor hostile—it simply was, vast and undeniable, like the weight of eternity pressing down on the present moment.
Yet in this austere and unyielding place, beauty unfolded with startling intimacy. The way the light slipped between the edges of fractured rock and dusted the icy surface with an almost imperceptible shimmer. The particular shade of the snow—both blindingly white and faintly blue—hinted at secrets locked within its cold depths. The pools, tucked among the boulders, seemed otherworldly in their perfection, their turquoise glow as vivid and surreal as a dream remembered at dawn.
Perhaps the wanderer moved not toward Poseidon Peak but into the heart of something less tangible—a confrontation with the limits of the self. Here, every step was a conversation with the earth, every breath a measure of one’s place in a world both infinite and indifferent. The mountains did not answer. They only existed, immutable and vast, their silence louder than any reply.
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If this image speaks to you—if the solitude of the glacier, the silent wisdom of the mountains, and the delicate beauty of this untamed place stir something deep within—know that this is but one glimpse of a much larger journey. Through my lens and words, I seek to share the raw, unfiltered essence of wild places like this, where the boundaries between the external and the internal dissolve. You are invited to visit my website - www.coronaviking.com, where more stories, images, and reflections from this and other remote corners of the world await. Explore the profound connection between nature, art, and the human spirit...
As a "professional" (I use the term loosely), it takes some mental preparation to create something...and videotape myself creating that something...and be okay with letting others see a process that might not lead to something I'm happy with.
Here is my Monday video for this week! www.promotingpassion.com/shooting-with-instant-film/
I try to show that kind of vulnerability every week when I release my Monday videos. Every week I try to do something a little different or weird for the sake of these two outcomes:
1. Being an Artist is not about creating perfection. It is about creating, period. Trying. Failing. Innovation. Trailblazing. So, every week, I strive to be an Artist, not a Professional.
2. I want to show that you can have a career as an Artist and also not know what you're doing sometimes. It is okay to play. If we don't, we won't progress. So, every week, I'm taking you into my play-process.
This week I shot some self-portraits with my little Instax Mini camera. It was a totally new experience for me. I don't know how I feel about the final result, but truth be told, I don't really care. That's not the point. I hope you'll take a look at the video I made this week and, if you want to fulfill my hope - go out and try something you've never tried before.
70x200 canon stitched pano .
Not a lot of detail in the sky last night on the north Cornwall coast , but a nice pleasant pink afterglow
Materialised as the sun dipped bellow the horizon .
I had the pleasant compony of fellow Flickr contact David Thompson , who has flown all the way to Cornwall from Las Vegas to take photographs , that,s what I call dedication .
If you don,t know Davids work check him out as he is one of the best landscape photographers out there,
add to that he is a thoroughly decent guy with a deep understanding of photography , i had a long chat with him and his lovely wife Kim , i am hopping they visit the UK again some time .
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Please take a minute to read this uncanny phenomenon.
I was so excited to FINALLY see some snow outside our windows that, with "Window Wednesday" in mind, I took a shot of these two images which were placed randomly on my windowsill in December.
NOT until I just uploaded this post did I notice that the watercolor on the left blends so naturally into the real background it looks like I just put a mat on the sill!
I promise you this was NOT planned! The photo card I received from my husband is on the right, and his watercolor is on the left, along with a little added "Charlie Brown" tree . . .
WOW! CAN YOU BELIEVE THIS?
In life we have to navigate between reality and our perception of it. This image is looking straight up into the sky from under a huge Cherry Blossom tree in full bloom during the day. What alters the perception of reality is the keen focus on the midday Sun in the center of the image from under the shadow of the tree. However, the reality is I was standing under a beautiful sea of pink Cherry Blossoms in full bloom, but the perception is that it was dark and colorless with the exception of a single brilliant light above, that being the Sun. We have the ability to change focus and greatly adjust our perception of reality. Tidal Basin, Washington DC, 8 April 2018.
This photo is part of my series "The birth of Aphrodite", which you can view in my list of albums. By viewing the images in chronological order, and reading the script for the series in the album header, you can reconstruct one of the mythological versions of Aphrodite's origins and a sketch of her first steps in the mortal world.
Aphrodite is one of the most famous figures of ancient Greek religion: the goddess of love.
I call this "puzzle grass" because that's what I called it when I was a little kid. I'd take these apart by their segments, mix them up, and then reassemble them. It's a fun game for a four-year-old. :)
Està la petjada enfonsada o en relleu? i la roca? ara gira la foto (o el teu cap) 180º i torna-la a mirar!
Està la huella hundida o en relieve? y la roca? ahora gira la foto (o tu cabeza) 180º y vuelve a mirarla!
Is the footprint bumped? and the rock? now rotate the photo (or your head) 180º and look again!
Petjada&Roca sobre la sorra vermella de la "Kokkini paralia" (Red Beach, Santorini)
C’est une exposition thématique, qui est le prolongement d’un livre publié en 2019, on peut y retrouver les plus belles pages du livre agrandies, entourées d’une centaine d’originaux de dessins (ce qui est très rare) et qui retrace l’évolution de la perception de Pierre Kroll sur l’environnement, le réchauffement climatique, la terre au sens large.
Caricaturiste incontournable en Belgique, Kroll est né en 1958 au Congo. Architecte et licencié en Sciences de l’environnement tout d’abord, il devient, dès 1985, dessinateur indépendant.
Depuis, on trouve ses dessins dans d’innombrables périodiques et publications, Pierre Kroll est le dessinateur attitré du quotidien belge Le Soir et de l’hebdomadaire Ciné-Télé-Revue. Il dessine en direct en télévision tous les dimanches sur la RTBF. Depuis 2015, il raconte son métier dans un spectacle d’humour qui remplit les plus grandes salles du pays. Il a reçu de nombreux prix et publie, chaque année, un recueil de ses meilleurs dessins.
Premier prix du Press Cartoon of Belgium 2006, 2009, 2012 et 2017.
Membre de l’Académie Royale de Belgique depuis 2016.
Les glaciers qui fondent, le niveau des océans qui monte, la pollution omniprésente, la disparition massive de la biodiversité sont autant de signes qui ne trompent pas : il est vraiment urgent d’agir... et d’en rire ! Soit l’humour nous permet de prendre conscience à temps du problème et nous encourage à changer les choses. Soit, foutu pour foutu, autant prendre notre extinction prochaine avec bonne humeur.
En 2019, Pierre Kroll a publié Des signes qui ne trompent pas aux éditions Les Arènes, une compilations de dessins sur l’écologie et l’environnement : ce qui inquiète, ce qui est en cause et ce qui doit changer… Certains ont 30 ans (comme quoi tout cela n’est pas nouveau), certains sont très récents.
It is a thematic exhibition, which is the extension of a book published in 2019, you can find there the most beautiful pages of the book enlarged, surrounded by a hundred original drawings (which is very rare) and which traces the evolution of Pierre Kroll's perception of the environment, global warming, the earth in the broad sense.
An essential caricaturist in Belgium, Kroll was born in 1958 in the Congo. First an architect and a graduate in Environmental Sciences, he became, in 1985, an independent draftsman.
Since then, we find his drawings in countless periodicals and publications, Pierre Kroll is the official cartoonist of the Belgian daily Le Soir and the weekly Ciné-Télé-Revue. He draws live on television every Sunday on RTBF. Since 2015, he has been telling his story in a comedy show that fills the biggest halls in the country. He has received numerous awards and publishes a collection of his best drawings every year.
First prize at the Press Cartoon of Belgium 2006, 2009, 2012 and 2017.
Member of the Royal Academy of Belgium since 2016.
Melting glaciers, rising ocean levels, omnipresent pollution, the massive disappearance of biodiversity are all unmistakable signs: it is really urgent to act... and to laugh about it! Either humor allows us to become aware of the problem in time and encourages us to change things. Either, screwed up for screwed up, might as well take our next extinction with good humor.
In 2019, Pierre Kroll published Signs that do not deceive with Les Arènes editions, a compilation of drawings on ecology and the environment: what worries, what is in question and what must change... Some are 30 years old (like what all this is not new), some are very recent.
I made this image nine months ago and forgot about it. Last night I had a vivid dream in which this picture was the only visual. I stood looking at all the differences in this one body of water while reflecting on the changes and influences in my life. good dream. (full size)
