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Macro Focus on MV Zuiderdam from Holland America Line in the Gatun Locks Panama Canal.
The Grand Tetons from the Snake River Overlook.
James Neeley and I visited here after shooting the sunrise at Schawbacher's Landing. We both liked the way the fog was hanging across the valley in a double layer. For my composition, I was torn between placing the bend in the Snake River on the right, leading into the scene and including the two layers of fog also on the right. I chose the fog. I hope that the deep blue of the river carries the viewer's attention to the double layer of wispy fog.
La Mussara, Tarragona (Spain).
EnFoCa: 2ª KDD - "Los Castillejos" i La Mussara [22/03/2009].
ENGLISH
La Mussara is a town in Tarragona that has been left about 50 years ago. It is on the edge of a cornice of the Muntanyes de Prades, at 990m. height, and thence there are spectacular views of all Tarragona.
It appears mentioned in documents in 1173 where it states that the town already was inhabited. The church of La Mussara appears mentioned in a bull of Celestine III in 1194. The temple maintained the category of parish until in 1534 it passed to depend on the one on Vilaplana. Nowadays about the church of San Salvador, built on the previous one of gothic style, it only left the four walls and the bell tower of 1859. As peculiar things of this town, it was named ranas to its inhabitants because when it rained a little, it formed a great pool in the only street of the town. Also from here it comes the Catalan saying “baixar de La Mussara” (to lower of La Mussara), equivalent to the Castilian “bajar de la higuera” or “bajar de la parra”.
The Mussara gave up exist officially in January 1960, and nobody knows so that of its depopulation. It is attributed mainly to the phylloxera plague, but that is not a zone in which the culture of the grapevine is important, reason why almost surely that the abandonment could have to the water shortage... or simply that the population was scattered and there they lacked the more basic things like a doctor, a rector, electricity or telephone. All this halo of mystery in the disappearance of the town and the place in which it has given cause to a series of histories and legend that borders the fantasy and the superstition, cataloguing La Mussara like a “damn town”.
Inside the church and in the cemetery black masses are celebrated. Proof of it is the esoteric symbols that sometimes appear painted in the walls. In many corners of the town also they are deposited branches of flowers. There is one who has heard helmets of horses in the neighborhood of the church, or even chimes of the same church (that does not have bell). There is people who say to feel a species of call that it impels to him to go to La Mussara. A friend mine, who is neighboring of the zone, commented me that some years ago a man raised in his car, stopped minutes next to the pool, and soon he went at full speed to the precipice of the viewpoint.
Some hikers who have themselves bold to spend the night there have seen luminous shades, or figures moving between the houses and losing themselves behind the trees. Even there are witnesses of UFO sightings. But in which they agree more most of phenomena it is in the cold fog that appears suddenly and that it disorients people immersed in her, in such a way that what for them can seem minutes, soon they discover in its clocks that have spent hours. The electrical apparatuses also are altered.
From remote times to well entered 20th century, that zone has been land of witches. It counts the legend that during the carlists wars soldiers went to the cemetery of La Mussara to unearth a carlist general called Cercós (really Isidre Pàmies i Borràs, named general for a reason or purpose posthumous by Carlos VII) to shoot it (or to hang it, according to other sources), although already was dead. The fog confused to them and unearthed and shot the body of a old witch (l'àvia Boronada). This caused that the fog thickened still more to his around and that the soldiers fled terrified when occurring account of the error. One tells that this unleashed a curse on them.
Another legend talks about a rock near, which who steps on it or it jumps it passes to a parallel dimension, “Vila del Sis” (Town of the Six). It is know the case of a pair of “boletaires” (pickers of mushrooms) that went by the zone looking for mushrooms in October 1991. They were speaking one with another one calmly, watching the ground, when one of them, Enrique Martinez Ortiz, it let respond, and until now it has not been known nothing else about him. He was neighboring of the place and he perfectly knew the land, reason why doubt that was had lost. Searches by the zone were organized during days, with the participation of soldiers of a close barracks, with unfruitful result.
It is all truth or lie, which is clear is that La Mussara is a place surrounded by natural beauty by its landscape, and of mystery by its undocumented history.
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CASTELLANO
La Mussara es un pueblo de Tarragona que lleva unos 50 años abandonado. Está al borde de una cornisa de las Muntanyes de Prades, a unos 990m. de altura, y desde allí hay unas vistas espectaculares de toda Tarragona.
Aparece citado en documentos de 1173 donde consta que el pueblo estaba ya habitado. La iglesia de La Mussara aparece citada en un bula de Celestino III de 1194. El templo mantuvo la categoría de parroquia hasta que en 1534 pasó a depender de la de Vilaplana. Hoy en día de la iglesia de San Salvador, construída sobre la anterior de estilo gótico, sólo quedan las cuatro paredes y el campanario de 1859. Como cosas curiosa de este pueblo, a sus habitantes se les llamaba ranas porque cuando llovía un poco se formaba una gran charca en la única calle del pueblo. También de aquí proviene el dicho catalán "baixar de la Mussara" (bajar de la Mussara), equivalente al castellano "bajar de la higuera" o "bajar de la parra".
La Mussara dejó de existir oficialmente en enero de 1960, y nadie sabe el por qué de su despoblación. Se atribuye principalmente a la plaga de filoxera, pero aquella no es una zona en que el cultivo de la vid sea importante, por lo que casi seguro que el abandono se pudo deber a la escasez de agua... o simplemente que la población ya estaba muy diseminada y allí faltaban las cosas más básicas, como médico, rector, electricidad o teléfono. Todo este halo de misterio en la desaparición del pueblo y el lugar en que se encuentra han dado pie una serie de historias y leyendas que rozan la fantasía y la superstición, catalogando La Mussara como "pueblo maldito".
En el interior de la iglesia y en el cementerio se celebran misas negras. Prueba de ello son los símbolos esotéricos que a veces aparecen pintados por las paredes. En muchos rincones del pueblo también se encuentran depositados ramos de flores. Hay quien ha oído cascos de caballos en los alrededores de la iglesia, o incluso campanadas de la misma iglesia (que no tiene campana). Hay gente que dice sentir una especie de llamada que le impulsa a ir a La Mussara. Un amigo mío, que es vecino de la zona, me comentó que no hace muchos años un hombre subió en su coche, se detuvo unos minutos al lado de la charca, y luego se dirigió a toda velocidad al barranco del mirador.
Algunos excursionistas que se han atrevido a pasar la noche allí han visto sombras, o figuras luminosas moviéndose entre las casas y perdiéndose tras los árboles. Incluso hay testigos de avistamientos OVNI. Pero en lo que más coinciden la mayoría de fenómenos es en la fría niebla que aparece de repente y que desorienta a los que se ven inmersos en ella, de tal modo que lo que para ellos pueden parecer minutos, luego descubren en sus relojes que han pasado horas. Los aparatos eléctricos también se ven alterados.
Desde tiempos remotos hasta bien entrado el siglo XX, aquella zona ha sido tierra de brujas. Cuenta la leyenda que durante las guerras carlistas unos soldados fueron al cementerio de La Mussara a desenterrar a un general carlista llamado Cercós (realmente Isidre Pàmies i Borràs nombrado general a título póstumo por Carlos VII) para fusilarlo (o colgarlo, según otras fuentes), aunque ya estuviera muerto. La niebla les confundió y desenterraron y fusilaron el cuerpo de una anciana bruja (l'àvia Boronada). Esto provocó que la niebla se espesara aún más a su alrededor y que los soldados huyeran despavoridos al darse cuenta del error. Se cuenta que esto desató una maldición sobre ellos.
Otra leyenda habla de una roca cercana, que quien la pisa o la salta pasa a una dimensión paralela, a la "Vila del Sis" (Villa del Seis). Se conoce el caso de una pareja de "boletaires" (recolectores de setas) que iban por la zona buscando setas en octubre de 1991. Iban hablando uno con otro tranquilamente, mirando al suelo, cuando uno de ellos, Enrique Martínez Ortiz, dejó de responder, y hasta ahora no se ha sabido nada más de él. Era vecino del lugar y se conocía perfectamente el terreno, por lo que se duda que se hubiera perdido. Se organizaron batidas por la zona durante días, con la participación de soldados de un cuartel próximo, con resultado infructuoso.
Sea todo ello verdad o mentira, lo que está claro es que La Mussara es un lugar rodeado de belleza natural por su paisaje, y de misterio por su historia indocumentada.
Más info: ca.wikipedia.org/wiki/La_Mussara, www.franrecio.com/investigaciones/la_mussara_pueblo_maldi...
Sant Jaume de Frontanyà, Barcelona (Spain).
Wiki Loves Monuments Code: RI-51-0000444
ENGLISH
The agustinian Monastery of Sant Jaume de Frontanyà is located in center of the town of the same name, in the Catalan region of the Berguedà.
In 11th century it was constructed to welcome the community of Sant Jaume Vell, who was in badly condition at the top of the mountain. One knows that in 1066 already they were in the new construction. The lords of the place made great donations, arriving have six canons and one prior. From the death of its last prior Arnald Fresc, in 1395, its decay began, since the commandatary priors began to adapt rents that had the monastery. The extinction of the monasteries of the order of San Agustín in Catalonia in 1592, caused that it passed to depend on the bishopric of Solsona.
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CASTELLANO
El Monasterio agustiniano de Sant Jaume de Frontanyà está situado en el centro del pueblo del mismo nombre, en la comarca catalana del Berguedà.
En el siglo XI se construyó para acoger la comunidad de Sant Jaume Vell, que estaba en mal estado en lo alto de la montaña. Se sabe que en el año 1066 ya estaban en la nueva edificación. Los señores del lugar hacían grandes donaciones, llegando a tener seis canónigos y un prior. A partir de la muerte de su último prior Arnald Fresc, en 1395, se inició su decadencia, ya que los priores comendatarios se empezaron a apropiar las rendas que tenía el monasterio. La extinción de los monasterios de la orden de San Agustín en Cataluña en el año 1592, hizo que pasara a depender del obispado de Solsona.
Del monasterio solo queda la iglesia de una sola nave, tres ábsides y transepto. La nave y los brazos del transepto tienen bóveda de cañón, sobre el crucero hay una cúpula ochavada, que forma un cimborrio en el exterior de doce caras, único de este periodo en Cataluña. En el ábside central hay cinco hornacinas semicirculares separadas por semicolumnas.
En el exterior la fachada presenta una ventana en forma de ojo de buey, sobre la puerta de entrada formada por dos arcos de medio punto en degradación.
Los ábsides tienen una decoración de tres series de cinco arcuaciones separadas por lesenas en el central y frisos de arcuaciones en los laterales. En el cimborrio también se encuentra un friso con arcuaciones.
El campanario cuadrado, es del siglo XVI, colocado sobre la fachada principal.
Fuente: es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Monasterio_de_Sant_Jaume_de_Frontan...
Hilo de la Fotohistoria en Pullip .es: SHIN'S BASS SOLO (1 of 1) /
EL SOLO DE SHIN (1 de 1)
(Read in order, this is: SHOT/FOTO 01 of 48) PAG: 01, 02, 03, 04, 05, 06, 07, 08, 09, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32, 33, 34, 35, 36, 37, 38, 39, 40, 41, 42, 43, 44, 45, 46, 47, 48.
LINKS:
- FOTOHISTORIAS en casa de Sheryl en el Foro de Pullips: Pullip .es
- Hilo de las Fotohistorias de Shin y Yashiro en el Foro de Pullips: Pullip .es
- Hilo de la Relación entre Shin y Yashiro en la sección de Penpals de Pullip .es
- Ayrin and Sheryl PHOTOSTORIES at Flickr
Posting a photograph regularly is very difficult job to a lazy man like me,so I always try to find interesting subject in common material…..
And always consciously looking for good photographs in everyday scenes to open up a whole new source of subject matter….
Here I try to give total pictorial qualities such as shape, form, pattern and texture…In this photograph; I also try to capture the atmosphere….
I use here, feather of a Macau bird with natural light, and a simple white board as a reflector to combines the compositional elements of shape, texture and tone….
Hope you like it……………….
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'Divine Comédie Dantesque' Large On Black
C'est un triste chemin que de monter et de descendre l'escalier d'autrui.
[DANTE ALIGHIERI] - La Divine Comédie
It is a sad way to climb and descend the stair from another.
Approximative translation
" Tu proverai si come sa di sale - Lo pane altrui, e com e duro calle - Lo scendere e'l salir per l'altrui scale " Paradiso - XVII . 58
" You shall come to know how salt is the taste of another's bread, and how hard the path to descend and mount by another man's stairs " Dante's Comedy
*another photo that I took from this series was included in A BOOK ABOUT DEATH.
for as long as i can remember, i have had a strong fascination with death and how innocent it is, so unstoppable and inevitable. humans are, for the most part, remembered by someone, documented somewhere, traces left behind in some way, some how. creatures are left to be forgotten, disintegrating into the ground. my goal with this series is to capture the lost lives that i come across in an effort to help them to never be forgotten, documented and remembered, forever. because, little deer, your life was meaningful to others and to me.
The world is so empty if one thinks only of mountains, rivers, and cities; but to know someone here and there who thinks and feels with us, and though distant, is close to us in spirit, this makes the earth for us an inhabited garden.
-- Goethe
All life is meaningful, even the most diminutive creatures.
-anonymous person's response on yahoo answers for "do dogs' lives have meaning?"
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The Moon does not orbit Earth in a perfect circle. Instead, it follows an elliptical path that brings it 50,000 kilometres closer to our planet on one side of its orbit. On 12 December, the Moon will enter its full phase, when its disc appears completely illuminated by the Sun, just four hours after reaching its closest point to Earth. This will make it 14% bigger and 30% brighter than other full Moons in 2008. It will be eight years before the Moon appears so big again. Also it is expected to have an effect on Earth's tides.
Photo of the moon taken at its closest point to Earth in the northern hemisphere on 12 December 2008 around midnight. The full Moon will also appear higher in the sky than any other year. At this time the moon will shine down from nearly overhead. The landscape of Château de Peyrepertuse is a PS composite. Photo properties ISO100, 1/400s, f/7.1, zoom 648mm and spot metering
Op 12 december bereikt de maan tevens de kleinste afstand tot de aarde in 356.567 kilometer. De Volle Maan van deze avond dan ook de grootste van het jaar. De maan is 14% groter en 30% lichter als normaal. 's Nachts kunnen we de maan vaak zien. Overdag staat ze ook wel eens aan de hemel, maar dan is ze minder opvallend omdat de zon schijnt. In de avond, de nacht, of in de vroege ochtend zie je haar des te beter. Het lijkt alsof ze licht geeft, net als de zon. Maar de maan geeft geen licht. Ze wordt beschenen door de zon, net als de aarde. Het licht weerkaatst en daarom lijkt het of de maan schijnt. Toch is het zonder maan 's nachts een tikje donkerder dan met de maan. Met een heldere, volle maan kun je 's nachts zelfs een schaduw van jezelf op de grond zien! De maan hoort bij de aarde. Met z'n tweeën suizen ze door het heelal, ieder jaar een rondje om de zon. De maan draait ook nog een ander rondje; ze draait om de aarde. Ze doet er bijna een maand over om één rondje te gaan. De maan is zelf natuurlijk ook heel groot. Ze heeft dus ook haar eigen zwaartekracht. Sterker nog; de maan trekt een beetje aan de aarde. Dat merk je aan het water van de zee. Als het vloed wordt, wil de maan het water als het ware naar zich toe trekken. Dat lukt natuurlijk niet, want de aarde trekt veel harder. Maar je merkt het wel! Het water komt dan veel verder op het strand. Dat gebeurt elke dag twee keer. De maan trekt niet alleen aan het water, zelfs de bergen zijn een paar millimeter hoger als de maan boven hun toppen staat! Het maanlandschap bestaat uit heuvels, kraters, zand en rotsen. Waar de zon schijnt is het gloeiend heet; 100 graden Celsius boven nul. Waar geen zon komt vriest het 150 graden Celsius onder nul.
Excerpt from www.lecinqueterre.org/eng/arte/manasanlorenzo.php:
The parish church of the Nativity of the Virgin Mary is commonly referred to as the church of San Lorenzo, patron saint of the town, celebrated every 10 August. The building dates back to 1338, as indicated by the plaque placed on the right side of the façade, and is a work in Ligurian Gothic style by the Antelami Masters.
The façade has a portal with an ogival arch and a lunette with bas-relief depicting the Martyrdom of San Lorenzo. The 1375 Carrara marble rose window is decorated with twelve small columns with foliated capitals and an external crown adorned with human and lion heads. The work is attributed to the authors of the rose window of San Pietro in Corniglia, Matteo and Pietro da Campilio. The fourteenth-century bell tower, with a square plan, separated from the church, was obtained from an ancient watchtower and was therefore raised and spiked.
The basilica-style interior with three naves is Baroque with a barrel vault, although a late 20th-century restoration has partially restored the original Gothic forms. Upon entering, on the left there is the baptismal font, against which an ancient marble measure with the coat of arms of the Republic of Genoa and the words "Comunitas Manarolae" is placed. In the window aisle, at the end, a Renaissance tabernacle with bas-relief of the fifteenth century is beautifully displayed, while on the apsidal wall of the central nave there is a crucifix of the fifteenth century.
The most important works of art are, at the main altar, a 14th century triptych depicting the Madonna and Child with Saints Lorenzo, Catherine of Alexandria and two other saints and in the left aisle a triptych with a gold background, belonging to the sanctuary of Our Lady of Health of Volastra, which in the central compartment represents San Lorenzo and, in the side panels, the Saints Antonio Abate and Bernardo. The latter has a rectangular frame divided into three parts by twisted columns supporting scalloped arches. San Lorenzo is dressed in a green dalmatic holding a book and the palm of martyrdom, with the grill at his feet.
Both works are attributed to the Master of the Cinque Terre.
www.flexijourney.com/blog/greenland-the-beauty/
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www.lounge.fm/ressort/entspannung/
kathika.com/travel-photo-of-the-day-iceberg-off-greenland/
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www.lounge.fm/2010/07/14/visuelle-erfrischung/
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wordful.com/5-gentle-seo-tips-for-creative-writers/
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A shot of a water bottle reflecting flickr from my pc monitor.
An idea probably subconciously inspired by Jane In Colours excellent work on Cross Polarisation (set) (please check it out if you haven't already!) .
I have also experimented with light through plastic water bottles (with water in them) in one of my earlier (Flickr infancy) shot CD Water Drops #2.
A cousin shot to abstract #8
Part of my bottles (Set)
© Jon Downs 2010 All Rights Reserved.
An abstract based on my Groyne Strain shot.
Thanks to Merillou who added a note to the original shot which I've used as a crop and to Tasha Downs who suggested the rotation.
© Jon Downs 2010 All Rights Reserved.
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well doesn't this look familiar?
no good unless you view here
Can you guess the movie?:
When you're young, everything feels like the end of the world.
But it's not.
It's just the beginning.
You might have to meet a few jerks,
but one day,
you're gonna meet a boy
who treats you the way you deserve to be treated.
Like the sun rises and sets with you.
Ok, so the real reason I uploaded this is because i was tagged by sara.kross. She's amazing! Check out her stream! I love all her photos so much :)
I know I did this before, but I've changed a lot since then. I thought I'd be a little more serious with this one and answer some questions i've gotten in my flickrmail. Maybe even ask you a few...hmmm?
1. I got the question "why don't you upload more pictures of yourself?" The answer to that is actually really simple. It's because I don't have a remote and I get tired of the ten second dash and the inability for my camera to focus is i'm not standing there the whole time. But hopefully, Christmas will be the time to fix that problem...
2. Someone also asked me where I got the models. My models are actually just friends from school. I live in an area where it seems like everyone is super skinny and gorgeous so it's not hard to find someone who looks like one, but i really love taking photos of girls that don't have that perfect body. I just wish that people would find a photo of someone they considered unattractive to be just as interesting as the ones of someone they do.
3. Another question was do you want to do this professionally. Um...i don't know yet...I know I probably wouldn't do it full time, even though I would like too. But my mom doesn't particularly approve of being a photographer, so i think i really want to be a third or fourth grade teacher and maybe take pictures during the summer?
Here come the facts and questions for you...
4. I'm adopted. Now tell me an interesting fact about you.
5. I greatly enjoy photography because the view from my side of the lens is only my own and no one else can see through it unless I allow them to through the photograph. What's your favorite part about photography?
6. I love love love getting together with other photographers and attempting to see their visions. I would love to do more of this (anyone live around here?). Do you prefer to work by yourself or with someone? Not necessarily in photography, just in general.
7. Music is a good escape for me. I love the sound of acoustics. In fact, I play/played the acoustic guitar. Not so much anymore, but I still play the piano quite often. Who/what's your favorite type of music, artist, etc.
8. Wow this is long. When I was reading through it I know I only read the bold parts. Are you only reading the parts that are bolded?
9. For Christmas, I would like a remote, money, a new journal for my overflowing quote book, a new living translation bible, and an air freshener for my car. It smells like something died in the back seat. Even if something did, i wouldn't notice because my car is so messy. For example, in my trunk, there is a cot, a guitar, a ton of fake flowers, lots of schoolwork, glitter, an easter basket, a basketball, costume jewelry, a fiddler on the roof record, a cowboy hat, lots and lots of clothes, etc. Seriously, there is a LOT of stuff in my car. So I have two questions...What do you want for Christmas? and What's weird in your car?
10. I enjoy solitude almost more than I enjoy being with people. I'm usually happier with people, but it doesn't give me time to think. Would you rather be alone in this world or constantly surrounded by people?
If you haven't entered my print giveaway, enter now! :))
There's a whole year of my life, captured in photographs. There it is. It seemed like such a daunting task at the start, but so very exciting. Things like that are probably the best, though. Things so potentially scary, you just have to go for it, and you know that you're going to finish it, know that you have what it takes to see it through. I've stumbled along the way, I've taken some bad, no, terrible photos, I've missed a few days, but I've tried my hardest to make up for them. There aren't 365 photos in the group though, due to some files having multiple days in, and there are two images I haven't uploaded yet. So there should be 361 in total.
Looking back through the images is so strange. They bring back a lot of memories. Good ones, bad ones. A lot of good ones, though. Snow Day. Seeing so many bands that I love, such as The Flaming Lips, Amanda Palmer, Queens of The Stone Age, Rage Against The Machine, Patrick Wolf, Yeah Yeah Yeahs, Nine Inch Nails, Mogwai, Mono, Holy Fuck, Adam Green, Animal Collective, Seasick Steve, and that's just to name a few. Photographing my friends for my University coursework. Hanging out and relaxing with the people I love. Kissing someone for the first time. You probably know who you are. I hope you do.
I can pretty much remember how I felt when I took each photo.
Then, there were also the times where I had too much work to take a decent photo. Where I had done something stupid and didn't know how to make it better (this probably happened more times then it should have done). Bad times. But I cannot stress how much of a fantastic year I've had, really. So much fun. I've made some amazing friends that I probably don't deserve, and kept old friendships going strong.
I was going to try and summarise all of my photos into sections, but there's just too much variety to do that. So here are a few:
I've used ten different cameras. I'm in about sixty of the photos. There are ten shoe/foot photos (so much less than I thought there would be). About seventy one shots are of my friends. Fifty three were shot on film. A bunch were of animals <3. I've broken two lenses in the space of one year.
I've had so much fun doing this project. I don't think it would have been so good if it wasn't for the constant encouragement from my family and friends, both online and offline. This project was as much about me as it was about the people around me. If you've given me positive or negative criticism, feedback, been a model, been an inspiration, helped me with an idea or even just briefly commented on one of my photos in passing, then I cannot thank you enough.
I think I've written too much. I don't really mind. This project has been a major part of my life for an entire year. There is a bug on the inside of my laptop screen.
Here are ten of my favourite photos from my year:
Three Studies for Figures at the Base of a Crucifixion
We Shall Call Him The Man With No Face
I'm well aware that there are twelve choices there. I like them too much.
Right, time for a rest. See you soon, Flickr.
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For the benefit of anyone who reads this, Miranda and I are not on good terms. I just thought it would be nice to say thanks to someone who helped me along the way at the start, even though we're not on good terms now
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The Night Porter... As U Like IT
Considered The Most Controversial Picture Of Our Time!
Set in 1957 Vienna, Liliana Cavani's film, The Night Porter is a disturbing, mesmerizing drama that viewers seem either to love or loathe. To be sure, this is not a film for everyone. Its subject matter is dark and difficult. The fascinating, if twisted, story is about the revival of an intense relationship that had started in a Nazi concentration camp – between Max, an SS officer and Lucia, one of the inmates.
Max is now, in 1957, a night porter in a hotel – the hotel that Lucia happens to visit with her. But when, at the opera, he looks at Lucia, and Lucia cannot resist turning her head to meet his gaze (and at a point in the opera where the words being sung are about how love sweetens troubles and all creatures sacrifice to love), Max, too, is drawn inexorably.
Despite what some reviewers seem to think, The Night Porter is absolutely not a skin flick, and nor is it a Nazi exploitation flick. It is a film about a relationship. It is about the power of a human connection and a little tenderness in an extreme situation – and about the power of extreme situations to create passion. It is about how intoxicating relationships having an element of control/power can be – and how intoxicating a mixture violence and loving tenderness can be. It is perhaps a warning about the all-consuming and potentially self-destructive power of an intense relationship.
The Night Porter has some very memorable scenes, and the acting of the main characters is superb. The subtlety and complexity of Charlotte Rampling's Lucia is staggering. It could have been played so badly, but Charlotte Rampling had the courage and the insight and the ability to give a breathtakingly brilliant performance, conveying strength as well as vulnerability, peacefulness as well as terror, intense desire as well as numbness, power and control as well as submission, lightness as well as darkness, heaven as well as hell.
Liliana Cavani has an eye for psychologically difficult and tension-increasing juxtapositions. In one scene, we hear Mozart's pure and heavenly music about the higher purpose of love and man and wife, while a concentration camp guard buggers a male prisoner, presumably not entirely consensually! In another scene, there is the eroticism of a topless dance together with the ghastly truth that the woman is dancing for the concentration camp guards who hold her and may one day execute her. In another, there is extreme violence mixed with passionate love.
Charlotte Rampling: www.imdb.com/name/nm0001648/
Dirk Bogarde: www.imdb.com/name/nm0001958/
A Short Extract:
au.youtube.com/watch?v=TfSdXK5sMM4
David Gregory-Interviews on The Night Porter with Liliana Cavani:
au.youtube.com/watch?v=_fhG12j9D6g
au.youtube.com/watch?v=L8gW7IDG1DU
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Trichocereus candicans syn. Echinopsis candicans
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Echinopsis
ist eine Pflanzengattung aus der Familie der Kakteengewächse (Cactaceae). Der botanische Name der Gattung leitet sich von den griechischen Worten „έχίνος“ (echinos) für Igel und „όψις“ (opsis) für „Aussehen“ ab. Er verweist auf die kugelförmigen, dornigen <Pflanzenkörper.
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Echinopsis is a large genus of cacti native to South America,
sometimes known as hedgehog cacti, sea-urchin cactus or Easter lily cactus.
One small species, E. chamaecereus, is known as the peanut cactus.
The 128 species range from large and treelike types to small globose cacti.
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The name derives from echinos hedgehog or sea urchin, and opsis appearance, a reference to these plants' dense coverings of spines.
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This fishing boat, Sea Breeze, suddenly appeared out of the fog from the ocean into the Noyo Harbor weighed down with the day's catch. I was a bit intriqued with what was in the baskets in back so zoomed in as he passed by. He was loaded with Sea Urchins, a delicacy of the ocean. After reading about Sea Urchins and their culinary contribution, I'm afraid I'm not a fan. I'll remember them more for the beautiful little sea creatures we found in the tide pools at McKerrichter State Beach.
Sea Urchins View On Black
Tide Pool-McKarrichter State Beach View On Black
Hilo de la Fotohistoria en Pullip .es: THAT'S HOW I MET HIM (1 of 2) /
ASÍ LO CONOCÍ (1 de 2)
(Read in this order) PAG: 01, 02, 03, 04, 05, 06, 07, 08, 09, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32, 33.
PHOTOSTORY: In English / En Español
Valo: To go out, it was all straight and then the right door, isn't it?
Morgana: …. eeeeeeem... yes, yes, all straight... #ó___ò#
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Valo: Para salir, era todo recto y la puerta de la derecha, no?
Morgana: …. eeeeeeem... si, si, todo recto... #ó___ò#
COLLABORATION:
- Miercole's Morgana Collaboration
- Morgana y Valo en el Foro de Pullips: Pullip .es
SHERYL LINKS:
- Pullip .es: Las Fotohistorias de Sheryl
- Sheryl's Flickr: Photostories 2011 - Sketches 2011 / Photostories 2012 - Sketches 2012
How cool is this!
This morning I had the honour of driving this beauty through the streets of Blyth Ontario, as part of the FFAO's (Fire Fighters Association of Ontario) annual convention.
This is a 1949 Mack, purchased by the City of Milwaukee and began its service on February 28, 1949. This truck answered thousands of fire calls and was taken out of service in September 1997, and used at a driving school until 1986. From 1986 to 1996 the truck rested in a private museum.
Today, Milwaukee Engine 25 rests in another private museum in southwestern Ontario.
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Another trip to Havskaaren. It takes about 20 minutes with a fast boat to reach this location in the local archipelago. It is one of my favorite locations for photographing seascapes.
It was a fairly friendly autumn evening but the sea was quite rough and the waves almost to big to enter the island. But, for good seascapes you have to try harder and we did. vandrende got wet by a large wave right after entering the shore and little later we had both wet feet after getting too close to those dangerously beautiful waves.
This was one of the last photos I shot. It was getting almost too dark and we had to get back to the mainland when I spotted this small stream of ocean water flowing in from the waves in the back. Shortly after this shot we were on our way back supported by the full moon light.
Fine print available at: www.redbubble.com/people/hogne/art/1866843-2-silver-ocean...
Today*s 2009 Challenge, Day 284: VIOLET.
I didn't feel like getting dressed and going out!! My feet they are still soar, I am preparing for the little fall exhibit where I work or simply laziness, but I had some ideas of what I'll do, besides the challenge was posted late!!
Well, you guessed it!! My sleepy head Amber shows up for a visit and her car seat has violet/purple fabric, I said "don't move her, please!!" grabbed my camera and click click got me few shots!! My two daughters and Susan (Amber's mom) as if rehearsed cried in unison outloud and laughing, "drama queen at work!!!", I smiled and said "Girls, YOU cook lunch/supper!! You could hear their jaws dropping!!! Saweeet!!! Took my sleepy Amber and my two sleepy puppies and moved to my living room/office little corner and voila!!!
Amber saved my day from cooking and gave me subject for photochallenge!! I hear the chatting and cooking, smells good I am sure the menu is: lemon chicken marinated from last night , rice pilaf, salad and cheese ravioli with white sauce.
Now that this is done, I better get ready for printing few fall photos!!!
Thanks for stopping by and commenting!!
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flyleaf = <3
ahhh i pretty much ran outside and took this really quickly and ran back in yesterday hah. i went to the movies (yet again) and saw land of the lost. IT WAS HILARIOUS. GO SEE IT. and then we went to the mall / market street. and in the evening i went to an INDIAN pool party. i was the only non-indian there :D i cant get enough of them ahaha.
so heres the horribly sucky picture for 6/5/09 that i uploaded a day late :/
Ahora en Biodiversidad virtual y hace poco en El País -en pdf- gracias a Elisabet Sans. También en la web de la Fundación Biodiversidad
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Closterium toxon es como todas las algas de este género un alga de sonrisa, cada una lleva su gesto, la de hoy no tan abierta como la de Closterium lunula ni tan fina como la Closterium acutum, pero a fin de cuentas también sonrisa.
Closterium toxon es de figura esbelta y tiene contorno de arco como su hermana Closterium dianae, pero es de trazos más rectos y angulosos que ella. Se trata de un désmido que, aunque muy frecuente en las aguas de la Laguna de Peñalara no parece estar presente en otras localidades de montaña del interior de la Península.
A lo largo de su interior, perfectamente orientados en línea se disponen de 12 a 14 pirenoides, que como en todos los désmidos, almacenan sustancias de reserva y rematan sus extremos dos pequeñas vacuolas cargadas de cristalitos con sales de calcio hacen de balancín, para que el alga se mantenga flotando en equilibrio y la sonrisa no se tuerza.
En esta ocasión Closterium ha venido acompañando a otras algas hermanas, estrellas acuáticas como Euastrum y Micrasterias con las muestras recogidas en unas praderas inundadas de las inmediaciones de la Laguna de Peñalara y como todos los seres encontrados en ellas va dedicada a todos estos amigos con quienes tuve la suerte de compartir este maravilloso proyecto de Biodiversidad virtual. La fotografía se ha tomado a 400 aumentos empleando la técnica de contraste de interferencia.
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☁ la nube negra de una justicia pervertida en nuestro país, movida por la envidia y la venganza, permanecerá aquí, hasta que soplen los vientos limpios que todos necesitamos. La Justicia es uno de los cimientos necesarios para la Paz. Desde aquí todo nuestro apoyo al Juez Baltasar Garzón -el buen Juez de Saramago- y a las personas de buena voluntad como él que trabajan por la Justicia.
Monday morning wake up knowing that youve got to go to school
Tell your mum what to expect, she says its right out of the blue
Do you went to work in debenhams, because thats what they expect
Start in lingerie, and doris is your supervisor
And the head said that you always were a queer one from the start
For careers you say you went to be remembered for your art
Your obsessions get you known throughout the school for being strange
Making life-size models of the velvet underground in clay
In the queue for lunch they take the piss, youve got no appetite
And the rumour is you never go with boys and you are tight
So they jab you with a fork, you drop the tray and go berserk
While your cleaning up the mess the teachers looking up your skirt
Youve been used, youre confused
Write a song, Ill sing along
Are you calm? settle down
Soon you will know that you are sane
Youre on top of the world again
Monday morning wake up knowing that youve got to go to school
Mum said she had little choice when she was young, so why should you?
Do you went to work in c&a, cause thats what they expect
Move to ladieswear and take a feel off joe the storeman
Tell veronica the secrets of the boy you never kissed
Shes got everything to gain cause shes a fat girl with a lisp
She sticks up for you when you get aggravation from the snobs
cause you cant afford a blazer and youre always wearing clogs
At the interval you lock yourself away inside a room
Heed of english gets you, asks you, what the hell do you think youre doing?
Do you think youre better then the other kids? well get outside.
Youve got permission, but youve got to make the bastard think hes right
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I got out of school early today to go to an orthodontist appointment to make a date to get my braces off!
I'm getting them off in 6 weeks :]
Very exciting. Which means theyll be off by HALLOWEEN! :D
I just have to wear 6 rubber bands for 6 weeks straight :p
Whatever, its worth it :]
Originally named Misión San Antonio de Valero, the Alamo served as home to missionaries and their Indian converts for nearly seventy years. Construction began on the present site in 1724. In 1793, Spanish officials secularized San Antonio's five missions and distributed their lands to the remaining Indian residents. These men and women continued to farm the fields, once the mission's but now their own, and participated in the growing community of San Antonio.
San Antonio and the Alamo played a critical role in the Texas Revolution. In December 1835, Ben Milam led Texian and Tejano volunteers against Mexican troops quartered in the city. After five days of house-to-house fighting, they forced General Martín Perfecto de Cós and his soldiers to surrender. The victorious volunteers then occupied the Alamo — already fortified prior to the battle by Cós' men — and strengthened its defenses.
On February 23, 1836, the arrival of General Antonio López de Santa Anna's army outside San Antonio nearly caught them by surprise. Undaunted, the Texians and Tejanos prepared to defend the Alamo together. The defenders held out for 13 days against Santa Anna's army. William B. Travis, the commander of the Alamo sent forth couriers carrying pleas for help to communities in Texas. On the eighth day of the siege, a band of 32 volunteers from Gonzales arrived, bringing the number of defenders to nearly two hundred. Legend holds that with the possibility of additional help fading, Colonel Travis drew a line on the ground and asked any man willing to stay and fight to step over — all except one did. As the defenders saw it, the Alamo was the key to the defense of Texas, and they were ready to give their lives rather than surrender their position to General Santa Anna. Among the Alamo's garrison were Jim Bowie, renowned knife fighter, and David Crockett, famed frontiersman and former Congressman from Tennessee.
The final assault came before daybreak on the morning of March 6, 1836, as columns of Mexican soldiers emerged from the predawn darkness and headed for the Alamo's walls. Cannon and small arms fire from inside the Alamo beat back several attacks. Regrouping, the Mexicans scaled the walls and rushed into the compound. Once inside, they turned a captured cannon on the Long Barrack and church, blasting open the barricaded doors. The desperate struggle continued until the defenders were overwhelmed. By sunrise, the battle had ended and Santa Anna entered the Alamo compound to survey the scene of his victory.
Texans consider the Alamo to be hallowed ground and a shrine to liberty. It is the most popular attraction in San Antonio. Several Hollywood movies have been made depicting the "Battle of the Alamo" and the phrase "Remember the Alamo" is still used in conjunction with this site
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Another summer day
Has come and gone away
In Paris and Rome
But I wanna go home
Mmmmmmmm
May be surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone
I just wanna go home
Oh, I miss you, you know
And I’ve been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you
Each one a line or two
“I’m fine baby, how are you?”
Well I would send them but I know that it’s just not enough
My words were cold and flat
And you deserve more than that
Another aeroplane
Another sunny place
I’m lucky, I know
But I wanna go home
Mmmm, I’ve got to go home
Let me go home
I’m just too far from where you are
I wanna come home
And I feel just like I’m living someone else’s life
It’s like I just stepped outside
When everything was going right
And I know just why you could not
Come along with me
'Cause this was not your dream
But you always believed in me
Another winter day has come
And gone away
In even Paris and Rome
And I wanna go home
Let me go home
And I’m surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone
Oh, let me go home
Oh, I miss you, you know
Let me go home
I’ve had my run
Baby, I’m done
I gotta go home
Let me go home
It will all be all right
I’ll be home tonight
I’m coming back home
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Rufous Hummingbird. Best Viewed Large On Black They are migratory, many of them migrating through the Rocky Mountains and nearby lowlands in July and August to take advantage of the wildflower season there. They may stay in one spot for considerable time, in which case the migrants, like breeding birds, often aggressively take over and defend feeding locations. Most winter in wooded areas in the Mexico state of Guerrero, traveling over 2,000 miles by an overland route from its nearest summer home—a prodigious journey for a bird weighing only three or four grams. IMG_6902
It was probably one of the most beautiful winter-days I've ever seen yesterday. We walked to a lake - Østernvann - that was covered with ice, and the sun was just about to set behind the tree-line. The colors, the light, the pure white snow, the crisp cold air biting my nose; I literally walked around with my jaws dropped for about five minutes.
We lit a fire, made hot chocolate, and watch the sun set. This was the view from the log I was sitting on, in front of the fire. I never thought I would say this - 'cause I'm really a summer-type of person - but I'm loving winter right now. It really is magical.
This lovely sculpture is by the muse of Rodin, Camille Claudel. It has been widely described as a minor masterpiece and was conceived and executed while she and Rodin were lovers, though the affair ended badly and was a tragic foretelling of her future life. There was a beautiful orchestral piece of the same name written some 30 years later that expresses the piece quite well, though there is no link or view of any connected inspiration.
La Valse, un poème choréographique (a choreographic poem), is an orchestral work written by Maurice Ravel In his tribute to Ravel after the composer's death in 1937, Paul Landormy described the work as follows:
"....the most unexpected of the compositions of Ravel, revealing to us heretofore unexpected depths of Romanticism, power, vigor, and rapture in this musician whose expression is usually limited to the manifestations of an essentially classical genius".
En-route to Haystack from the summit of Warnscale. It is difficult to imagine how strong the wind was from this tranquil view! With my 6 feet 1 inch and 200 pounds frame I could lean against the wind ! :) But the climb was worth every ATP !
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Once upon a time Courtney and Ashlie randomly started talking on myspace. they were both sad because they just recently lost their bestfriends because people suck. They started talking and realized they had lots in common so Ashlie was all like "Hey let's be bestfriends!" and courtney was all like "ok!" and they were bestfriends. Then they talked on the phone and stuff every day. One day Ashlie called Courtney and told her to come over and watch Twilight and she did! They hung out and were the bestest friends ever! But one day, the evil ecomony made Ashlie move to Kansas! Courtney cried and cried and the last day they saw eachother was the day this picture was taken. Courtney and Ashlie still talk almost every day. They can't wait for Ashlie to move back to Ohio so they can get an apartment together and be bestfriends again.
I love you Ashlie!
Pink hair, that's meee (:
I gave her that necklace,
she gave me that headband, which I still have!
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Chilodonella es un ciliado de pequeño tamaño representado por varias especies tanto de agua dulce como salada repartidas por todo el Planeta. Se incluyen entre éstas formas de vida libre y de alimentación omnívora, pero también un reducido número de parásitas que pueden causar enfermedades en los peces o en las larvas de algunos mosquitos.
Chilodonella se caracteriza por su pico redondeado y por tener un aparato bucal en forma de canasta, como Nassula, con el que aspiran, pequeños restos orgánicos, algas y bacterias. La canasta que constituye la faringe de este ciliado está formada por una varillas que forman un cilindro. Éste se abre por la parte ventral para estar en contacto con el fondo sobre el que Chilodonella se desplaza. Cada una de las varillas que forman esta canasta finaliza engrosándose en una pequeña cabeza que es móvil y que permite a Chilodonella manipular su alimento.
Sobre el aparato bucal de Chilodonella se sitúa una sutura oblicua que se extiende hasta el extremo del pico y que está constituida por una barrera ciliada. La parte ventral de Chilodonella es plana y está recorrida por varias hileras de cilios, la dorsal está abultada formando una pequeña joroba que se aplasta en la porción anterior y presenta líneas cruzadas con otros cilios muy cortos que se disponen en sus inmediaciones y en la zona de la periferia.
Algunas especies de Chilodonella como Chilodonella cyprini viven en el agua dulce y parasitan las células epiteliales de algunos peces, haciendo que su piel pierda brillo y cause posteriormente graves ulceraciones. Otras, como Chilodonella uncinata pueden causar infecciones mortales en las larvas de algunos mosquitos del género Culex y Anopheles, que viven en humedales, fundamentalmente arrozales y zonas pantanosas del continente asiático y que como vectores de virus transmiten al hombre, entre otras, enfermedades como la encefalitis japonesa.
El desarrollo de Chilodonella uncinata en las regiones en las que la encefalitis japonesa es una enfermedad endémica, podría ser un buen mecanismo del control de la enfermedad al limitar la proliferación de los mosquitos que son sus vectores de transmisión.
Chilodonella procede de una muestra de agua recogida en un pequeño arroyo en las inmediaciones de Mahíde, en la comarca zamorana de Aliste y ha sido fotografiada a 400 aumentos empleando la técnica de contraste de interferencia.
Gracias a Santiago Ortiz por incorporar nuestro proyecto a su magnífico Bestiario.
Con nuestra gratitud también para Pilar Gil por la publicación en Qúo, a Antonio Martínez Ron ...y también Paul/
Puedes tener otra infomación en la exposición LA VIDA OCULTA DEL AGUA
Y en este catálogo
También en la galería de Fotolog
Y nuestro granito de arena por la Paz
♥ ♥ ♥ Beautiful Memories - Chapter One ♥ ♥ ♥ - © Kris de Curtis 2013 (YouTube Video)
It 's a good period for me .. I feel so elated and happy .. that the world seems to look only of
one colour: ♪♫♪♫ Pink ♪♫♪♫
I thank who, in my life, fill in my days with endless love, and the fantastic Flickr friends who
inundate me with joy and lovely attentions thanks to their wonderful comments.
I dedicate this photo to the wonderful, splendid and special Brooke and I take this
opportunity also to thank her , affectionately, for the beautiful Dedication on the occasion
of my BirthDay.
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E' un bel periodo per me.. mi sento così euforico e felice .. che il mondo sembra essere
di un solo colore: ♪♫♪♫ Rosa ♪♫♪♫
Ringrazio chi, nella mia vita, riempie le mie giornate con amore infinito, e i fantastici amici
di Flickr che mi inondano di gioia e di amorevoli attenzioni con i loro bellissimi commenti!
Dedico questa foto alla meravigliosa, splendida e speciale Brooke e colgo questo
momento anche per ringraziarla, molto affettuosamente, per la bellissima Dedica
in occasione del mio compleanno.
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Ahora en Biodiversidad virtual y en la Fundación Biodiversidad
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Pompholyxophrys es una ameba de nombre difícil y con aspecto de planeta marciano por su forma esférica y sus vivos colores de tierra.
A diferencia de Amoeba y de Mayorella de cuerpo informe y cambiante, Pompholyxophrys siempre es redonda. Ellas caminan echando todo su cuerpo a tierra y engullen así lo que encuentran a su paso cubriéndolo con su cuerpo de lava fría, sin embargo, Pompholyxophrys pasea de puntillas sobre sus pies-manos -filópodos- , como hilos de aire que apenas se ven.
El caminar de Pompholyxophrys ▷ es un caminar ingrávido, flotante… y no por su cuerpo de planeta. Su secreto está en el vestido que la adorna. Son burbujas de espuma, pero una espuma insólita de pompas de cristal. Las pequeñas esferas huecas de sílice recubren el cuerpo de Pompholyxophrys en varias capas y la hacen levitar sobre el fondo de las charcas donde vive al mismo tiempo que protegen su delicado cuerpo rojizo y blando.
Con frecuencia las amebas tienen que buscar protección recubriendo su cuerpo, unas veces lo hacen modelando una cubierta con partículas de mineral que encuentran en los fondos sobre los que pasean, en otras ocasiones fabrican una malla de escamas que les sirve de coraza. La Naturaleza nos sorprende en Pompholyxophrys, la ha vestido con un traje de pompas de cristal, que siendo más pesado que ella, la hace más ligera en los fondos del agua, incluso con finísimos pies de hilo esta ameba consigue caminar.
Pompholyxophrys vive en charcas y lagunas y se alimenta de pequeñas algas. Los colores rojizos y marcianos del interior de su cuerpo proceden de la degradación de los pigmentos de la fotosíntesis de estas algas que forman parte de su dieta.
Pompholyxophrys punicea ha sido hallada en las muestras recogidas en las inmediaciones de la Laguna de Peñalara durante el “Testing” organizado en Lozoya en homenaje a Félix Rodríguez de la Fuente y va dedicada a todos estos amigos con quienes tuve la suerte de compartir este maravilloso proyecto de Biodiversidad virtual. La fotografía se ha tomado a 400 aumentos empleando la técnica de contraste de interferencia.
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☁ la nube negra de una justicia pervertida en nuestro país, movida por la envidia y la venganza, permanecerá aquí, hasta que soplen otros vientos limpios. La Justicia es uno de los cimientos necesarios para la Paz. Desde aquí todo nuestro apoyo al Juez Baltasar Garzón -el buen Juez de Saramago- y a las personas de buena voluntad como él que trabajan por la Justicia.
A zoomed 400mm telephoto' shot, taken from West Kirby beach with Hilbre Island to the right and the Point of Ayr on the Welsh coast to the left !
Shot in Raw with a daylight setting when it should have been sunny the whole image has been ' cooled ' down ! Just increased the contrast and added shadow ~ I like it, and I'm here to share it, but it is all subjective !
The two f*****g a*******s, in an attepmt to get to the island, despite warning signs saying not to cross at this point, walked right thro' all the feeding, wading birds, constantly disturbing them as they did so !
A few minutes after this shot was taken the couple were removed from the beach by a Ranger in a Land-Rover and taken to the correct starting point for crossing to the island a mile or so away ! Chatting to him a couple of hours later on my way home, he just shook his head saying the couple were completely indifferent to the birds plight and never even bothered to then cross to the island !
I had no idea what to do for today's SP....well, actually I didn't have much time for creativity... This morning I woke up to a car that wouldn't run... At first it looked like I need to replace the alternator...at $350+... I am also dealing with transmission problems. So the place that was looking into the alternator problem took the van over to the transmission place. At this time I do not know what the situation is with the transmission... but I do know that the alternator is alright... whew! But, let me tell you about my van... it is a 98 Dodge Caravan. I have had it since my son was 2 months old...he will be 8 next week... nearly 8 years I have had this van. In that 8 years this van has taken myself and my kids on a round trip vacation from Tennessee to Utah... and then it moved myself and my kids back to Utah in March of 2005 (wow, it is so hard to believe that it has almost been three years since I moved back to Utah). I don't recall exactly how many miles the van had on it when I bought it... something like 60,000... It now has 210,000+ miles on it. It has been a good van. A pretty reliable form of transportation. Many people ask me why I, a mother of only 2, drive a van. Well at the time I purchased it I actually had 4 kids in my family... I had 2 stepsons... we needed the space. Before I purchased my van, my oldest stepson would ask me what my dream car was...my answer was "a minivan". Seriously, it was my dream car... From the time I found out that I was pregnant with my daughter I wanted a minivan. So, yeah, my van has served its purpose and has served me well. In recent years I have put at least $2,000 dollars in it and I have said that if the transmission goes it will be time to say good bye. So today, without knowing the state of the transmission, I did go ahead and test drive some cars. I drove an Explorer (my current dream car) and a Fusion. I love both. I love the feeling of driving an SUV... the feeling of sitting higher... I do not care for the feeling of driving a car... that is until I drove the Fusion. My friend Greg just recently bought a Fusion, and I have thought it was nice to ride in...but wow! What a treat to drive one.... I love it. I do not feel like I am driving a car. The better gas mileage is a major plus...as is the fact that I can buy a newer (2007) Fusion with 5 year warranty for the same price that I can buy an older (2004) Explorer. Anyhow, I was able to drive the Fusion home for the next 2 days and get a real feel for it. Tomorrow I should hear about the transmission. If things are somewhat alright (meaning I can still drive it for a while longer before it completely goes out) I have the decision of whether to go ahead and get rid of the van or drive it to its death.... hmmm, a new car sounds so nice!
The title of this SP, "someone to look up to" is in reference to my mother. She has always been such a help to me... a major help in the past few years. When I called her and told her I was leaving my ex, she flew out to help me move...and let me tell you, if you need someone to help you move (especially in a hurry), it's my mom... she figured out ways to pack every square inch of that van... she stuffed clothing in empty spaces EVERYWHERE!!! She is there when I need her. I am very independent but it is nice to know that I can receive help from her when I need it. And today, she was able to come help me after school with getting around and going to the car dealership to look at cars. So this is to mom.... I love you. You are the greatest, you have gone through a lot in life and have never given up! I appreciate everything you are and everything you do. When I grow up, I want to be like you!
My mom is the smartest woman in the world in my eyes LOVE's to you MOM!!!
This BlueJay had landed on the deck and proceeded to jump to the railing, he did this three time in a row
I am being such a lazy bastard with my China photo processing. I did this one a while ago and was waiting to upload it with a Ping'an rice field page for my blog, but since I have not been working on photos lately, I thought I would throw this into my stream.
I have to give credit to my wife for telling me I should try selective coloring with the baskets. I was going full B&W until she pointed that out. I think it made this shot 10 times better than the version I had put together.
I believe this is the result of a 3XP HDR shot with 1.33 EV spacing.