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Museum Voorlinden in Wassenaar NL displays the works of British artist Antony Gormley. The exhibition [GROUND] is on display inside and outside in the gardens and woods of the museum.

 

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In my dreams on black and white, a world profound,

Where light and shadow dance without a sound,

My emotions, like a canvas, come alive,

In monochrome, my stories strive.

In pristine white, hope’s candle softly gleams,

A beacon in the dark, guiding my dreams,

The purity it holds, like tender grace,

Illuminates the path I bravely trace.

But black, the shroud that veils my deepest fears,

Conceals the scars, the unshed tears,

Yet in its depths, the seeds of strength reside,

From which resilience and resolve abide.

The play of light and shadow on life’s stage,

Unveils the stories, both joy and rage,

With chiaroscuro’s touch, the scenes unfold,

Depicting miseries and tales untold.

Through contrast, shades of feelings find their voice,

In each dark corner, hidden joys rejoice,

And just as shadows deepen human woes,

The brightest light can mend what sorrow sows.

So let us learn the art of balanced sight,

Embrace the shades and hues, both dark and bright,

For in the dance of black and white we find,

The full spectrum of human heart and mind…

 

by me

 

Zeiss Ikonta 521/16 + Zeiss Opton Tessar 75mm + Ilford Delta 3200

Collab with LC Nevermind (Lighting and film processing)

 

Dive into the profound world of Celestial Demon, an artist whose work is a deeply personal channel for exploring the resilience of the human spirit.

 

His photography captures the powerful duality of light and shadow.

 

View the permanent exhibition:

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My daughter and her beautiful daughter were enjoying the view from their apartment balcony.

 

Nice 06-18 S6 camera DW (68)

This weekend's been such a rollercoaster. What should've been a relaxed Saturday turned out to be a mess when we got a call and had to scramble to get on a flight to India to bid my grandmother farewell... In the midst of the sorrow that accompanies the loss of a loved one came love and care from the most wonderful people I've ever known in SL.

 

Angela, you've given me an amazing role with FAIR, and whilst I had to take a step back in lieu of this you showed me a warmth and assurance that I hadn't anticipated, I am truly blessed to know you and Wren, who kindly checked up on me too, and to be a part of this amazing FOCUS journey with you both my dear friends :)

 

To Lhoavtee, I'm so thankful that you kept checking in on me after I had to run off on Saturday. You go above and beyond for the people you love... and that, is incredible.

 

To my dear Katie, we've started on something amazing together, and you've had to deal with many lethargic streaks of mine, you've shown me patience, love care and warmth in profound abundance. Becoming yours has been and will always be one of the greatest pleasures in my life, and there's so much more I look forward to together ♥♥♥.

 

So many more friends to tag, so many more hugs I should give. I've not been around as much and I wish I had arms to hug you all at once and tell you that, I love you, I am blessed to have you in my life, however near or distant we are, my lamps in the dark ♥.

"Photography is a profound corner that sits in between literature and film" - Lewis Baltz

 

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Great Irish Hunger of 1845-1852 (Irish Famine)

No event in history has had a more profound effect on Ireland and the worldwide Irish Community than that of the Great Irish Hunger (1845-1849). This is also referred to as the Great Famine or An Górta Mór

 

The cause of the Great Hunger is blamed on a potato disease commonly known as potato blight. The blight ravaged potato crops and the impact and human cost in Ireland, where one third of the population was entirely dependent on the potato for food, was exacerbated by a host of political, social and economic factors which remain the subject of historical debate. There was hunger, eviction, migration and deaths and it is estimated that approximately 1 million people died and a million more emigrated from Ireland. The social, cultural and psychological effects of this terrible event lingered on long afterwards and emigration became a part of Irish life.

The Irish that did survive the trip to America, Canada, or Australia on the coffin ships drummed up awareness and more importantly, aid in the form of food. But for every one ship sailing into Ireland with food, more were exporting grain-based alcohol, wool and flax, and other necessities such as wheat, oats, barley, butter, eggs, beef, and pork by their landowners.

The traditional Irish method of planting the potato was in “lazy beds”- these can be seen throughout the countryside as long lines into the sides of mountains and forming scars in the land.These fields can be seen in County Mayo and other parts of Ireland as a reminder of our ancestors and how the potato supported generations of Irish people.

 

The “Goodbye tree” - to those that died and to those that emigrated

 

...both literal and imagined, shape our lives in profound ways. Some stand tall before us—walls of stone, locked doors, oceans vast and uncrossable—physical limits we can see and touch. These barriers are real and immediate, either protecting or limiting. With the right tools, time, or assistance, many physical obstacles can be dismantled, climbed, or circumnavigated. The effort may be great, but the path is clear.

 

But then there are the barriers we cannot see—the ones we construct in the deep recesses of our minds. These imagined walls are far more complex, woven from threads of fear, doubt, and insecurity. They do not require brick or mortar; they need only the power of our thoughts to stand firm. Unlike physical barriers, which others can see and help us break, these mental constructs are invisible to the outside world. No one knows the depth of our inner struggle, the quiet battle between desire and dread, ambition and hesitation.

 

Imagined barriers are insidious because they feel just as real as the tangible ones. They whisper that we're not good enough, not capable, not worthy. Or they keep us in fear or resentment of those different from us. And while physical obstacles may tire the body, these internal walls exhaust the soul, trapping us in a maze of our own making. The worst part? Often, we don’t even realize we’ve built them.

 

Recognizing that these barriers are self-imposed is the first step toward dismantling them. Just as we learn to climb a hill or break through a fence, we can teach ourselves to break through the limits of our minds. Courage is the tool. For every imagined wall, there is a doorway waiting to be found—if only we dare to look for it.

 

Ultimately, both kinds of barriers test us. Physical walls challenge our strength; mental ones challenge our spirit. But in overcoming either, we find the same reward: the freedom to move forward, unhindered, toward a world without limits.

 

A flickr friend in Northern Michigan took his time to show Mark and me some of the stunning areas he photographs there. Heartfelt thanks to DustinMaleski

 

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"In a profound sense every person has two halves to their being; they are not one person so much as two persons trying to act in unison. I believe that in the heart of each human being there is something which I can only describe as a "child of darkness" who is equal and complementary to the more obvious "child of light."

 

~Laurens van der Post (paraphrased)

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“We are called to radical love…it’s that simple”

 

In today’s Gospel, we are called to radically love our neighbor. I use the word radical because we are familiar with it and probably not in a positive sense. What does the word radical mean? Its derivative meaning is root-the foundational life support for a plant or tree. From its beginning a trees’ root system seeks for life sustaining water…this is what a root system is for. Like a tree, “we live, move and have our being” in Jesus Christ-the maker and sustainer of all creation. In the life of Jesus, his love was radical and when this love was expressed in word and action, it was usually accompanied by people that were agitated by his love. Love was the foundational source of His creation of the earth and His mission on the earth. The ways and wisdom of the world does not recognize this radical love…it should be obvious that it rejects it. Each of us as followers of Jesus are called on to radically love.

 

Spiritually, we are rooted, to seek out the “source of love” that sustains us. Often scripture uses the image of water as this source. In chapter 4 of the Gospel of John; Jesus tells the Samaritan woman at the well that HE is the living water that will quench our spiritual thirst. In Psalm 42 we read a passage of scripture, that has always moved me; “Deep is calling on deep, in the roar of waters: your torrents and all your waves swept over me.” What I am describing here is our encounter with the Living God. This is the “Holy Ground” that we find with in ourselves. This is what our second reading from 1 Cor is telling us-we are the Temple of God.

 

When we are “aware” of how much love God has soaked us in…it would be impossible and un natural for “this love” to remain in us…it must flow out of us…seeking someone as its target. Our readings today tells us that the target is our neighbor. It is not, simply saying it to those we love but “living this love” in the way we live our lives! We cannot be fooled that this is an easy path. The path of love is hard and often thankless, because it is a sacrificial love and the model we follow is Jesus himself.

 

The next liturgical season on our calendar is Lent. Our focus is on Jesus and His example of living a sacrificial life. We do not sit on the sidelines, but we enter into this season by receiving a mark of ashes on our forehead…a symbol of our sacrifice for all the world to see. We choose to intimately walk with Jesus through His passion and see where HIS love leads us. Each year we are given this opportunity to “let go” of something holding us back from modeling Jesus within ourselves. Even more transforming is acquiring “a good attribute” such as doing an act of kindness everyday to a stranger. Regardless, of what we do, the important thing is that we are clearing away something that allows God’s love to shine through us to someone else. This is radical love.

 

Unfortunately, this radical love comes at a very high price-it did for Jesus. What is the cost of to us doing it? Discipleship maybe? As Jesus walks through his passion, close friends seem to be in short supply. His mission of love will be lonely…he can not be a spectator. His suffering presence is in profound contrast with those who profess to be religious in their hallow words…and murderous intentions.

 

The Christian artist Michael Card…has a song called why…

Why did it have to be a friend Who chose to betray the Lord?

And why did he use a kiss to show them That's not what a kiss is for?

 

Only a friend can betray a friend A stranger has nothing to gain

And only a friend comes close enough To ever cause so much pain

 

And why did it have to be a thorny Crown pressed upon his head?

It should have been a royal one Made of jewels and gold instead

 

It had to be a crown of thorns Because in this life that we live

For all that would seek to love A thorn is all the world has to give

 

Why did it have to be a heavy cross He was made to bear?

And why did they nail His feet and hands His love would have held him there

 

It was a cross for on a cross A thief was supposed to pay

And Jesus had come into the world To steal every heart away

Yes, Jesus had come into the world To steal every heart away

 

“They have hated me and if I am with you…they will hate you too!” Jesus warns us that following him is not without a similar suffering on our part. We will face painful rejection by the world and those who follow in its empty promises. We will be called on to change those things in us that prevent us or slow us down from following Him. We will do this out of love for him.

 

Creation displays how much God loves us and it is “good and beautiful.” Jesus shows us how God lives this love among us. As we walk through the season of Lent, be sure to look up at the trees that are bursting with buds. Look at the tender plants at your feet that are preparing to bloom. This is evidence of God’s creative love for us…pregnant with life…creation unfolds before our eyes. Gratitude, hope and joy is our response. But there’s more…this same God, emptied Himself….to walk with us and show us how to love and it is sacrificial. His love leads us…tenderly put in his invitation to.…”come follow me.” We follow him…to the cross he leads us. But there’s more…the promise of Easter morning.

  

A profound moment for this heron: to recognize his inherent limitations and his place in this world...nah!

• a profound sense of solitude and introspection

 

"A deep, haunting melancholy envelops the observer, as the woman’s solitary figure evokes a mix of sorrow and intrigue. The mist softens the world around her, adding an air of mystery and detachment. The frozen river and distant bridge amplify the coldness, both physical and emotional, creating a sense of isolation. Yet, amidst the desolation, there’s a fragile beauty—an unspoken story that stirs empathy, curiosity, and an almost aching connection to her silent solitude."

  

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beneath the warm afternoon sun, a story unfolded on the wall. the chair stood still, yet its shadow danced—a perfect duet of structure and light. the air felt heavy with silence, yet alive with meaning, as if the shadows spoke of fleeting moments, unnoticed but profound. simplicity became the stage, and light, the performer.

Francesco Guardi's 'St Mark's Basin and the Islands of Dan Giorgio and Giudecca' , 1774. Canaletto may be more famous, but many consider Guardi the greater, if not greatest ever, painter of Venetian cityscapes. Profound thanks to the management and staff of the Accademia Gallery in Venice for granting me the freedom to photograph their entire collection. Museum photography is an especially exacting task. I have more to post, both of Guardi and other painters. See the excellent Wikipedia article: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Francesco_Guardi

light of profoundly deep silence has arrived

time to walk through

Thanks for 1,500 views! :)

 

I remember profoundly claiming to my hiking colleague at the time: "that is the best view I've ever seen". I've been in the Canadian Rockies, through Norwegian fjords and across the Scottish Highlands, but I couldn't deny that anything before me could top this stunning view over Llyn Llydaw. It was a deserved treat for taking on the Watkins Path up to Mount Snowdon (although the most challenging scramble was yet to come). Summiting the highest peak in Wales was a wholesome feeling and a joyous reward for our efforts, but it was no match for this view.

 

Lens: Canon EF-S 10-18 mm f/4.5-5.6 Wide Angle IS STM Lens.

The Boudhanath Stupa, a captivating historic monument in Kathmandu, Nepal dating back to the 14th century, is enveloped in a mystical ambiance. As you explore the surroundings, the sight of the whitewashed dome and fluttering prayer flags will captivate your senses. Here, individuals gracefully engage in circumambulation, encircling the stupa's base in a meditative practice. Through the rhythmic spinning of prayer wheels, seekers partake in a sacred ritual. Each revolution of the prayer wheel, adorned with sacred mantras and symbols, represents an offering of prayers for wisdom, compassion, and spiritual growth. As you wander, you'll witness devotees immerse themselves in this profound act, the sound of the turning wheels creating a serene atmosphere. The prayer wheels serve as conduits, believed to transmit blessings and positive energy into the world – Boudhanath Stupa, Kathmandu, Nepal

Millions of men have lived to fight, build palaces and boundaries, shape destinies and societies; but the compelling force of all times has been the force of originality and creation profoundly affecting the roots of human spirit.

Ansel Adams

  

Mar 15, 2008 #343, explored

 

View On Black

 

Bloom - is Result - to meet a Flower

And casually glance

Would cause one scarcely to suspect

The minor Circumstance

 

Assisting in the Bright Affair

So intricately done

Then offered as a Butterfly

To the Meridian -

 

To pack the Bud - oppose the Worm -

Obtain it's right of Dew -

Adjust the Heat - elude the Wind -

Escape the prowling Bee -

 

Great Nature not to disappoint

Awaiting Her that Day -

To be a Flower, is profound

Responsibility

 

Fiorire - è il fine

chi passa un fiore con uno sguardo distratto

stenterà a sospettare le minime circostanze

coinvolte in quel luminoso fenomeno

costruito in modo così intricato

poi offerto come una farfalla al mezzogiorno

Colmare il bocciolo — combattere il verme

ottenere quanta rugiada gli spetta

regolare il calore — eludere il vento

sfuggire all'ape ladruncola

non deludere la natura grande

che l'attende proprio quel giorno —

essere un fiore, è profonda responsabilità

 

Emily dickinson

 

May I introduce: Prof. Rauz.

 

His work is one of the most comprehensive in the history of science. He also explores the most remote areas of all disciplines in a thoroughgoing manner, which is rarely found. Profound, he goes to the bottom of things - an 'old school' scientist.

Many of his countless works cover over 100 volumes ...

What an exceptional researcher!

Year:2004 Instant gratification isn't always the best, especially when patience can reward you more profoundly. I've always preferred analog over digital because of the natural feeling it offers. While digital cameras produce great images, they can sometimes be too perfect, resulting in an artificial feel. At the time I took this picture, I owned a digital camera, but capturing a moment on a boat and only seeing the results months later provided a unique, special feeling. Whether on a personal or professional level, instant gratification can pull you out of the moment. It's best to photograph what you love, stay present, and focus on your relationship with your friend or client. Later, when you revisit the images, you can relive the experience. I cherish the imperfections of film because loving someone or something despite its flaws is true love. I plan to fully embrace film soon—mark my words. "Film is like trapping a dream." - Alan Flowers

 

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Blue Hydrangea, White Daisies, and I Think Pink Carnations & other misc. filled in flowers in the arrangement. It is very pretty. Like it a lot.

Bison profoundly affect the state of the landscape — they eat the grass in a certain way that leaves conditions that are good for other animals. Birds use their hair to line their nests which increases the survivorship rate of chicks. Copyright © Kim Toews/All Rights Reserved.

Nature uses only the longest threads to weave her patterns, so that each small piece of her fabric reveals the organization of the entire tapestry. Richard P. Feynman

 

And I will thread a thread through my poems that time and events are compact, And that all the things of the universe are perfect miracles, each as profound as any. Walt Whitman

 

Finishing our adventure and heading home, we stopped at Cameron Arizona.

 

Tanner's Crossing Bridge – A suspension bridge built in 1911, by the Midland Bridge Co. for the Office of Indian Affairs. The one track suspension bridge was erected over a gorge of the Little Colorado River. The bridge, which was bypassed 1959, was named after Seth Tanner, a Mormon prospector from Tuba City, Arizona. It was listed in the National Register of Historic Places on June 5, 1986, reference: #86001206.[12]

 

azdot.gov/adot-blog/big-bridge-history-near-little-cameron

Today three bridges cross the Little Colorado River near Cameron. The newest two spans for north- and- southbound traffic are flanked by the original 1911 crossing that today carries only an oil pipe.

As Arizona grew after becoming a state, so did the need for trappers, traders, and prospectors to cross the Little Colorado. Increasingly sophisticated bridges were constructed at the site in 1911, 1958 and 2016, which is where the Arizona Highway Department, and later ADOT, comes in.

But at the turn of the 20th century, there were no bridges.

“This was out in the middle of no-where,” said Merlin Carson, 78, an aero-space engineer turned Native American art expert who spends his days at the historic Cameron Trading Post. “There was nothing but sheep trails all over the place and a great many trading posts.”

The main way to cross the river at the edge of the Hopi and Navajo reservations was Tanner’s Crossing, named after Mormon prospector Seth Tanner from Tuba City. However, the rocky ford left much to be desired. Flooding and quicksand were unpredictable and dangerous.

BRIDGE PROJECT I

In March of 1911, Congress appropriated $90,000 for construction of a bridge built by the Midland Bridge Co. for the Office of Indian Affairs.

“At that time, there were hardly any cars,” Carson said. “It was a bridge for the Navajo people. The bridge was the earliest safe crossing of the river. It was meant for walking across with your cattle or your sheep.”

There's even a story that in 1937 a large herd of sheep crossing the bridge caused it to sway badly and nearly collapse, leading to some repairs to shore it up.

The Cameron Construction Bridge is an engineering marvel that played a large role in Arizona’s growth, according to an Arizona State Historic Preservation Office report.

According to the report, the bridge “is significant for its association with the initial growth of Arizona’s highway system as a major bridge which opened the northern portion of the state to development … A hybrid of suspension and truss forms, the bridge has engineering significance as the oldest surviving highway suspension bridge in the state and that utilized novel engineering techniques to cross the wide canyon of the Little Colorado River.”

Decades passed, technology advanced and foot traffic gave way to large vehicles. By the mid-1950s this became a problem as the old bridge was not capable of carrying heavy construction equipment needed to build the Glen Canyon Dam.

That first span doesn't carry traffic anymore, but utility lines over the Little Colorado River. While its usefulness as a traffic bridge has long ended, it continues serving Arizona faithfully.

It’s among the lures of travelers who frequent the historic Cameron Trading Post, where you might run into art expert Carson.

 

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cameron,_Arizona

Cameron (Navajo: Naʼníʼá Hasání) is a census-designated place (CDP) in Coconino County, Arizona, United States, on the Navajo Nation. The population was 885 at the 2010 census.[3] Most of the town's economy is tourist food and craft stalls, restaurants, and other services for north–south traffic from Flagstaff and Page. There is a ranger station supplying information and hiking permits for the Navajo Nation. There is also a large craft store run by the Nation itself. It is named after Ralph H. Cameron, one of the two senators first appointed (Henry F. Ashurst being the other) to U.S. Congress for Arizona, upon its federal recognition of statehood.

Cameron is located on the Navajo Nation. Elevation is 4,216 feet (1,285 m) above sea level. It is immediately south of the Little Colorado River, just above the beginning of the Little Colorado River Gorge and the stream's descent into the Grand Canyon. Cameron lies at the intersection of US 89 and State Route 64, not far from the Desert View entrance to Grand Canyon National Park.

 

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cameron_Suspension_Bridge

The bridge formerly carried U.S. Route 89, but was replaced by a newer deck truss bridge in 1959. Built in 1911, it has an overall length of 680 feet (210 m) and a main span of 660 feet (200 m). The bridge was built by the Midland Bridge Company of Kansas City for the Office of Indian Affairs and the Indian Irrigation Service. W. H. Code of the Midland Bridge Company was the designer. The suspension design was chosen to address the steep-walled canyon at the crossing, which required a single span with no temporary falsework.[2] When built, the Cameron bridge was the longest suspension span west of the Mississippi River.[3]

The bridge towers rest on the rim of the canyon, with concrete deadmen anchoring the suspension cables some way back from the towers. The deck is stiffened by a Pratt through-truss, with a 14-foot (4.3 m) wide roadway. The bridge was built to improve access to the Navajo Nation and the Hopi Indian Reservation. Named for U.S. Senator Ralph H. Cameron, it was an important link for the construction of the Navajo Bridge on US 89 across the Colorado River in 1929. The town of Cameron grew up around the crossing, which in addition to opening up the Native American lands to the north, also provided a northern gateway to the South Rim of the Grand Canyon when the Navajo Bridge opened.[2]

The bridge was damaged by an overload of sheep in 1937, when it almost collapsed.[2] The damage was repaired and the bridge served highway traffic until 1959. It was sold to the Four Corners Pipeline Company when the new bridge opened, and carries a natural gas pipeline. The Four Corners Pipeline was eventually acquired by Questar Pipeline[4] and is now a part of the Southern Trails Pipeline.[5]

The Cameron Suspension Bridge is the oldest suspension bridge in Arizona,[2] and one of only two of that type in the state.

The Cameron Suspension bridge was added to the National Register of Historic Places on June 5, 1986.[1]

 

Navajo Nation 2025

Visitors examining this profound living sculptural installation piece by Chinese artist Xu Zhen, as seen at L.A. MOCA!

There is darkness to be found everywhere these days...This image...an afterthought...put me in mind of "Sad Song" by Lou Reed. Though it is about Love on a human level...what if "you" were God...just a thought...not a perfect fit...but...

 

You and I, we're like fireworks and symphonies exploding in the sky

With you, I'm alive

Like all the missing pieces of my heart, they finally collide

 

So stop time right here in the moonlight

'Cause I don't ever wanna close my eyes

 

Without you, I feel broke

Like I'm half of a whole

Without you, I've got no hand to hold

Without you, I feel torn

Like a sail in a storm

Without you, I'm just a sad song

I'm just a sad song

 

Performed by Lou Reed.

Songwriters: David Carl Immerman / Kevin Bard / Travis Randall Clark

Sad Song lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

 

Please do not use without my explicit permission

© All Rights Reserved

Walter C Snyder

The building started life in the 1700-s as Christie's (the auction gallery for art and antiques).Founder James Christie came from tne Navy, which possibly explains the ship on the roof. Other ornaments like the Egyptian bas-reliefs were added much later.

 

I can't help associating the country with that movie, which was hilarious.

 

Here I need to state my true and profound respect for the great country of Kazakhstan. What some saw (quite a superficial view) as mocking that country was actually a satire directed at American society, culture and mindsets, delivered in intellectually-challenging layers of depth and with brilliant sense of humour.

On the third day of our stay in Iceland's Highland, we embarked on a journey to Landmannalaugar, also known as the 'People's Pools.' This place is located in the heart of Iceland's southern Highlands and boasts incredible beauty. Upon our arrival, we were greeted by rhyolite mountains in shades of red, pink, green, blue, and golden yellow, creating a truly breathtaking scene. Landmannalaugar has a rich history of being renowned for its natural hot springs, which is why it earned the name 'the People's Pools.' Travelers have been coming here for centuries to take a respite and relax in these warm springs after their arduous journeys.

When we arrived in the morning, the sky was clear, but the strong wind made it feel much colder than the actual temperature. Our primary goal was to ascend Mt. Brenninsteinsalda, which stands at approximately 855 meters. We aimed to enjoy the stunning views from this elevated vantage point and capture the beauty through our camera lenses. The hike proved to be quite challenging, and upon reaching the summit, the wind became even stronger. Setting up a tripod was a real struggle due to the cold and the wind. Nevertheless, I managed to capture some photos before we began our descent. During our hike back, we occasionally found sheltered spots in the landscape that shielded us from the strong wind, making it easier to photograph the stunning scenery. Despite the demanding conditions, Landmannalaugar's beauty left a profound impression on us – Landmannalaugar, southern Highlands, Iceland.

In a profound sense every man has two halves to his being; he is not one person so much as two persons trying to act in unison. I believe that in the heart of each human being there is something which I can only describe as a "child of darkness" who is equal and complementary to the more obvious "child of light." Laurens van der Post

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"It all began as a project to dampen the acoustics and add colour to the Parish Hall of Christ Church Cathedral, Vancouver. We planned to engage the community and share our love of textiles and indigo dye. To visually link the quilts, a red band signifying community would sweep around the room. [...].

 

Indigo is as ubiquitous as blue jeans, and yet has a profoundly spiritual dimension. Natural indigo derives from a variety of plants common throughout the world, [...]. White fabric immersed in the dye vat first appears pale yellow. As it emerges and is exposed to oxygen, it magically turns blue. Repeated dips create deeper tones.[...]."

 

You can read the whole article by Thomas Roach & Sheila Wex, Project Coordinators, Feb 21, 2014 here:

thecathedral.ca/common-threads/

 

View a collage of the quilts here: common-threads-125.tumblr.com/

"When you notice a cat in profound meditation,

The reason, I tell you , is always the same:

His mind is engaged in a rapt contemplation

Of the thought, of the thought, of the thought of his name:

His ineffable effable

Effanineffable

Deep and inscrutable singular Name"

 

T.S. Eliot, Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats

This waterfall is located in the upstream way of bones of a snake river.

The condition which drops along a mossy rock surface?

It seems to be thread as much as the article to which I go.

From which time it is, "one thousand articles of waterfall"

I came to be called.

They're gentle with the name suitably.

The profound and quiet elegance atmosphere is being created.

Yesterday's UP, Profound and quiet gracefulness, waterfall

Another version which is so.

When photography has been begun, be daytime, it's dark, and, exposure, iris

Even if it wasn't crowded, it was the feeling that the slow shutter can be released.

But light light comes in the part of the waterfall a little suddenly, and, the vicinity

RI whole also takes back the brightness, and more flows of water are also cool feeling.

It's produced, and, a waterfall, itself is lively motion-like somehow,e effervescenc

It's also vivid in a picture, and an expression of carefree water is reproduced.

It was made and the nice time and space when fortunate feeling is enjoyed could be tasted.

Serpentine Sackler Gallery, London - Duane Hanson`s hyperreal sculptures exhibition. Profoundly unsettling...

www.serpentinegalleries.org/exhibitions-events/duane-hanson

Colours can affect us profoundly and in ways that you may not have thought of. Of course, we are surrounded by colour and normally take colours for granted.

Old Port (Vieux Port), Marseille, southern France

 

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