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You practice with your trumpet don't ya?
You practice your guitar till your fingers bleed.
Why?
Because if you're not an idiot you wanna give a wonderful performance with the camera.
- John Free (LA Street Photographer)
Taken at the same time as my 'Blowin in the Wind' shot. This is just a little further down the hill. Since I fixed my camera I have been thinking about my photography differently. Whilst I realise that my camera skills have improved, I still have a lot to learn about seeing a shot in my mind and quickly capturing it. John Free's video uploads have kept me motivated in practicing and improving what I do here.
**this shot didn't have the great light as the previous one shown below. This scene is in a dip, when we drive through here we always lose phone signal, it's a communication black hole! The light is softer and more subdued, giving a more gentle scene. I like this shot, however it has undergone multiple revisions and I'm still not 100% about it.
Thanks for coming to look at my little dusty corner of Flickr :)
Drummers practice on the battlements of Edinburgh Castle before a performance of The 2015 Royal Edinburgh Military Tattoo
Ever since I became a Flickr member I've enjoyed the gorgeous Bald Eagle pictures of, for instance Imtoootall, Doug LLoyd, Nikographer, Fella-1 and Garnite (to name a few...).
I long to go to the places they live/visit, see the eagles with my own eyes, but it seems that my wishlist of 'must see before I die'-places only grows longer since I'm on Flickr and the time left only becomes shorter.. :-)
But.... there are vague plans to go to Vancouver Island in autumn. I've heard from a friend that there seem to be a lot of these flying beauties around there.....
Meanwhile, last sunday I went with friends and their kids to Beekse Bergen in Holland. Apart from it being a lovely day which really lifted the spirits of us sunstarved people in the Netherlands (:-), they had a wonderful show with birds of prey.
So here was my chance to practice a little! You might call it a small miracle that I haven't hit anyone on the head with the camera and lens but I was só eager to get at least one shot right!
Ok, it might not (yet) be the real stuff, and it doesn't come near the quality of the above mentioned gentlemen's shots, but still I've enjoyed seeing this wonderful eagle fly enormously. (and at least it felt real !!! :-) )
Practice makes perfect!
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This is a pretty common scene during the elk rut. A couple of satellite bulls sparring. Since they aren't challenging for dominance, this activity is primarily an exercise in preparation for when they are ready to do so. It's fairly rare for these practice bouts to get very intense...why risk injury when there is no reward to the victor?
Taken in Banff National Park, Alberta, Canada.
Eventual class winner.
No. 63 WeatherTech - Scuderia Corsa Ferrari 488 GT3 during the practice session on Thursday afternoon.
2018 - IMSA Petit Le Mans
The world you see is just a movie in your mind.
Rocks dont see it.
Bless and sit down.
Forgive and forget.
Practice kindness all day to everybody
and you will realize you’re already
in heaven now.
That’s the story.
That’s the message.
Nobody understands it,
nobody listens, they’re
all running around like chickens with heads cut
off. Jack Kerouac
Practicing a Cygnus capture ahead of our Orbital launch and rendezvous next week
Credits: ESA/NASA
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"Practice makes perfect". When not deployed, Tier 1 operators from the Special Operations Group spend countless hours on the range to perfect their shooting.
First time taking the Phantom 4 Pro+ out for ferroequine pursuits, with the intention of capturing the 'purple boi'. If only I'd taken it a split second earlier...
EMR's unique purple powercar, 43274, leads 1C61 (the 1431 Leeds - London St. Pancras Int'l HST) over Fourteen Arches Viaduct, Wellingborough, with fellow celeb powercar 43102 "The Journey Shrinker" in tow.
Girl practices throwing a tomahawk before the knife and tomahawk throwing competition at the General Sam Houston Folk Festival in Huntsville Texas
I'm not much for the crowds around an air show anymore, probably never have been. But the coolness of military jets is too strong to miss so I go to practice on the afternoon before. This year the Cleveland Air Show has the USAF Thundbirds. They flew directly in from Nellis and practiced a few maneuvers including several of these opposing passes. That gave me a chance to practice too. They're moving just a little bit faster than the trains that are usually in my viewfinder. I was real impressed with the camera's speed especially focusing; the photographer isn't as quick as he used to be. But got a few with planes in the frame. You see almost as much high end photography gear around planes as a railfan event, with a surprising number of crossover fans.
This owlet wasn't quite ready to leave the nest. Here he is exploring the top of the dead tree which contains the nest, and practicing for his first flight, which would occur two days after this image was taken. Eagle Creek Park. You can see his first flight with mom supervising here: flic.kr/p/HkHhng and this is what he looked like after crash landing: flic.kr/p/HiiJL9
It took me about a week. A couple of hours a day, sometimes twice a day. Watching and studying this Kingfisher. Learning its routine. Where does it perch? How often does it dive for fish? (Sometimes only once an hour.) How far does it dive from its perch? Which direction does it fly? I processed all the behavioral information, now it was time to work on technique. Which focus mode? How do I time the shutter release? What settings, and much, much more. Then it was trial and error and error and error. A couple of "almost got it". Finally, late in the afternoon, on the last day of July, success. Belted Kingfisher coming out of the water with a fish.
I got to catch a bit of rehearsal while touring the historic Teatro La Fenice opera house in Venice. I think the director was the woman in the hooded jacket standing close to the stage. She moved around the theater a lot and seemed very intense and passionate. The performers preserved their voices for the show and sang quietly.