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This was my second choice image for the Leading Questions project with Clipper. I really like this shot but felt that the humor of the first shot suited him better.
His interview can be found here:
seattlejazzscene.com/?p=775#comments
The behind the scenes blog can be found here:
leadingquestionsproject.blogspot.com/2008/08/clipper-ande...
Strobist info:
WL X1600 through 4 foot octadome without the outer diffusion panel.
Fired by PW's.
This shot was made with my 5D. It's interesting to see the differences between it in the film shot below.
Quoi de mieux qu'une boîte aux lettres ?
A cette question, le passant ingénu répondra tantôt "un train à l'heure", tantôt "un fait-tout flambant neuf", voire, pour les plus téméraires, "une PS4 à moins de 100€"
Mais le Foutographe, lui, SAIT !
Il sait ce qui est mieux qu'une boîte aux lettres : un scooter du même jaune garé près de la dite boîte aux lettres. Et si possible avec un personnage au loin.
Le Foutographe mérite bien son surnom !
I keep circling back to aletheia. Not truth as something held, but as something that stops hiding. The question is not anymore where to find what i am seeking for but how much of it is already here, buried under my own interpretations or inherited noise. Plato called them shadows. Heraclitus hinted at a Logos that never leaves, only goes unnoticed. When things become visible it doesn’t add anything but subtracts something. Perception itself exhales and excess falls away. What remains though never actually was constructed in the first place. Some places i do not simply revisit, i connect to them and they do not behave like a backdrop, they shift like breathing organisms - mist thickening, light breaking, stone and sea rearranging their emphasis without warning. It never offers itself whole. Only fragments, never the full sentence. And I notice the same in myself. The “fragment” is not evidence of an incomplete encounter. It’s the only form in which something living can actually be encountered.
IPY💕 Sunny Side
“Hello Sky, I was looking for you earlier but could not find you.” Said Barnaby looking concerned.
“I have been with Ellie and have been talking to her. She doubted that I am a genius, I was shocked.”
“I can understand that Sky, every bear knows that you are a genius.” Said Barnaby. “But then she is an elephant.”
“What did she actually say then Sky?” Asked Bertie.
“She said that I could not be a genius until I had managed to answer some very difficult questions. I did ask her to tell me what they were but she refused and said she would do it later, then she immediately fell asleep.”
“Do you think you will be able to answer her difficult questions then, Sky?” Asked Posh Bear.
“I don’t know, Posh, Ellie is very clever but she does cheat at times. When we go to the moon with her, she lands on the wrong place and then because she does not know, she asks me where we are and the easiest way back home again.”
“Yes, she does that sometimes. Even the ellicopter has no idea where it is or even if it is the right way up.” Said Bertie giggling.
“Well, she is often sound asleep when we do land and we often do that backwards and downside up. I am surprised she is still allowed to fly.”
“Yes, me too.” Said Posh Bear. “You could always switch to asking her very difficult questions Sky.”
“True, but then I would need the answers and if they are very difficult, I might not know the answer.”
“Well, let me ask you a question then Sky. How many leaves are on a tree?” Said Posh Bear.
“Posh, that is a stinker of a question, I would have no idea at all.” Said Barnaby looking upwards at his friend and waiting for an answer.
“I don’t think I know Posh, more than three I would say, and sometimes they have no leaves at all, plus, I dare say it would depend on how big the tree was.” Said Sky.
“There we are then, Sky. You say you do not know but you have just given me three answers and they are all correct. It is highly probably there are more than three leaves to a tree, sometimes there are none at all when it gets cold, and as you so rightly pointed out it depends on the size of the tree.”
“Yes, I suppose so, I was rather clever, wasn’t I?” Said Sky looking surprised at himself.
“Indeed Sky, remember you should always just accept that there are some questions no bear can answer, but do not feel upset because you do not know all the answers all the time. Ellie is naughty being so mischievous and doubting you like that.”
“Yes Posh, I think you are right, Sky is still a genius, isn’t he?” Said Barnaby who never doubted his friend at all.
“Indeed, he is Barnaby. I am sure that there is no other bear that knows of more ways to acquire jars of honey when he is a touch hungry. I think even after your visit early this morning, Sky, I still have enough jars left for everyone to enjoy after the man has finished up here.”
“I am sure you have too, Posh. I have ordered extra to give you back those that I borrowed and they should be with us later today.”
“How many jars have you ordered then Sky?” Asked Posh Bear.
“Well, I am not entirely certain, my paws are much bigger than the thingies on the man’s composter that I order through, and I am not sure about numbers when they are above three, but I think there should be enough and a bit more. I aim for one of the numbers but with my paws I tend to hit several, so it will be a surprise again.” Said Sky smiling happily that the job was done.
.. when I came upon these two vultures, they were watching two (full size) plastic swans which had tiny motors allowing them to cruise around the pond. The vultures seemed totally confused.. not knowing if those things would be a nice meal, or not. The pond had alligators which made real swans out of the question!
Thanks for looking in! - Have a great day!
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LACPIXEL - 2017
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As a B&B host (not an Air BnB Superhost! no thanks) I get asked many questions: where to go, what to see, what's the weather going to do today, etc? Fortunately, having an interest in photography has helped me in that, as I regularly recce the area to check roads, where deer are, highland coos, etc, and taste the local whisky so that I know!
Sometimes I'm powerless to help. When people (French) travel from the south of France to the Scottish Highlands and then decide it's too far to go 25 miles to explore the end of the Ardnamurchan peninsula. Or they only bring white trainers and no walking boots with them as if expecting to only walk on city pavements and not across unspoilt and rugged Mother Nature. I despair sometimes with the lack of 'nous' or planning. Of course they also expect to get up late and then set off for a day trip of all of Skye....and haven't even thought to book a ferry in peak season.
Some, a few, arrive better prepared, some with teenage kids more interested in staying in the room and playing Call of Duty on the Playstation. To them, I might say, why not go far off the beaten trail out to Glendrian?
Your kids can get some lungfulls of pure, fresh highland air, some exercise and some education (why do people come here with big plastic bottles of Highland Spring water bottled from some drain near the Ochil Hills near Glasgow? How could it be more pure than what we have come out of the mountains around here? At least I'm reasonably confident our water hasn't already passed through several other human beings, and only filtered after flowing through the whole sewage system and chemically recycled).
Glendrian is an abandoned crofting township in the centre of the Ardnamurchan peninsula centred on grid reference NM480687. It is a Scheduled Monument, Historic Scotland describing it as “of national importance because of its potential to contribute to our understanding of post-medieval settlement and economy. Although only abandoned in the 1940s the settlement incorporates information for the earlier expansion and contraction of the community who lived here. The buildings are varied in date and style and contain evidence for the complex history of settlement on the site.”
Glendrian’s lands occupy the eastern half of the low land within the circle of hills formed by the main ring dykes of the Ardnamurchan Tertiary Volcanic Complex. Even in winter, when the vegetation has died back, the buildings are difficult to see.
But take your teenagers out there and ask them to imagine it was their home, completely isolated and cut off in the low land where there is total silence within the circle of hills formed by the main ring dykes of the Ardnamurchan Tertiary Volcanic Complex. There's no road to it. No electricity. The running water is in the form of a burn along the bottom of the shallow valley. No shops. And apart from feeding and tending to the animals kids still had to go to school in Kilchoan, six miles over the hills. And they didn't have modern water and windproof clothing to cloth them as they walked to school in winter darkness, and rain, hail and snow. And shock-horror: tell your teenagers they had no phone signal or wifi either!
People lived in Glendrian until the 1940's until the convenience of motorised transport links, shops and electricity lured them to living in towns and villages. 80 years on, if they were still alive would they move back, valuing the quality of life in Glendrian: no noise, no traffic, no crowds, no crime, no rape, no knife crime - a peaceful way of life? That's what 'civilisation' should be. Indeed the movement of people to live in towns and cities has heralded the end of civilisation! A visit to Glendrian can teach modern youth, and city and town folk a lot! I scuttled off home before the rain arrived.
A more comprehensive history of the settlement is here : heritageardnamurchan.co.uk/glendrian/
.Live your questions now, and perhaps even without knowing it, you will live along some distant day into your answers.
Rainer Maria Rilke
After waiting over a month, mom finally got to Toronto and into the Apple Store to buy her Mac. (The shopping was part of the present.)
We booked a personal shopper, Dave, to help with the process and he was great! Totally worth calling ahead to have someone like Dave (or Dave himself) there to help you go through the purchase process and all the little questions that are sitting in the back of your mind.
(These are going to be used together in a flickr slideshow on unsweetened.ca)
Felosinha | Phylloscopus collybita | Common chiffchaff
Não porque esteja relacionado mas quando pensei neste título, lembrei-me imediatamente da anedota dos dois compadres na piscina municipal. Um lá em cima, bem à beirinha da prancha, de "peito feito", todo convencido, pronto para saltar e o outro cá em baixo a observá-lo, comenta:
- Eh compadre, vossemecê parece uma águia!
Lá do alto, o outro questiona-o:
- À sim e então, é dos "peitos"?..
- Não compadre, é das unhas dos pés!!!
Também: Felosa-comum, Bago-d'uva, Fluim, Fulecra, Tolinha-das-couves in "AVES DE PORTUGAL - Ornitologia do território continental" - Assírio & Alvim.
Invernante muito comum e nidificante muito rara
12/12/2015 - Sobreda (Almada, Portugal)
[Obrigado pela visualização]
[Thanks for your visualization]
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My sons new toy.
In answer to your questions,
I did not buy this.
I do not drive (get to ride in it often)not his everyday car.
He takes me shopping in his bmw (this boot is not big enough & and; its in the front)
My son is 38 Owns his own home lives alone(does not live with me)
He does not work (likes stocks and shares)hence number plate.
He has a girlfriend.(6 year rel).
I've been questioned as to how old I am today. Well, I don't give that info out without a fight. Here are a few clues...
- I was born during Eisenhower's first term as president
- The first movie I ever saw in a theater was The Parent Trap, starring Hayley Mills. I was six years old and had a crush on Hayley Mills well into adulthood.
- Earliest TV memory is The Mickey Mouse Club, which came on at 5:00 p.m. EST and which I never missed.
- I was informed that President Kennedy had been assassinated by my 4th grade teacher.
Good luck!
so some are suspended in mid air while others i have a hold on... I dont have answers to most of them though!!
I've been trying to paint X-23's face and I just can't get the likeness. I don't know why but it is just too tricky. What do suggest I change??
After a disastrous captive breeding programme this year, I may have success with a batch of 10 Question Mark butterflies. This 40mm final instar Polygonia interragationis larva is about to pupate; the other nine caterpillars have already formed their chrysalis on the Stinging Nettle (Urtica dioica) food plant.
The Question Mark is a nymphalid butterfly and is the largest of the Polygonia (Comma) species from North America. It lives in wooded areas, city parks, generally in areas with a combination of trees and open space.
Thanks for your visit… Any comment you make on my photograph is greatly appreciated and encouraging! But please do not use this image without permission.
Question: How many cables does it take to hold up the ten lane Port Mann Bridge?
Answer: 288
Project 365-085
"He turned to look at me as he always did when answering a question, but to my surprise he said nothing. At last he stood up, lifted his traveling case from the rack over our heads, and set it on the floor.
'Will you carry this off the train, Corrie?'
I stood up and tugged at it. It was crammed with watches and spare parts he had purchased that morning.
'It's too heavy,'
'Yes,' he said. 'And it would be a pretty poor father who would ask his little girl to carry such a load. It's the same way Corrie, with knowledge. Some knowledge is too heavy for children. When you are older and stronger, you can bear it. For now you must trust me to carry it for you."
-- Casper Ten Boom, The Hiding Place.
This is one of my favorite parts in this book.
--Jesus Freak
"See my question mark?" This punctuation sign can be seen in silver sitting right in the center of the butterfly's hind wing on this ventral view. The "question mark" design cannot be seen from the typical top view. This lovely leaf mimic butterfly will overwinter in a sheltering woodpile or similar outside hide.
Question Mark (Polygonia interrogationis) U.S. National Arboretum, Washington DC
Your wish is my command. On the last day of this unseasonably warm weather (74 Fahrenheit today dropping down to more seasonal 54 degrees tomorrow) I wished to see one more new butterfly species. Out of the blue, there was a fluttering and this beautiful Question Mark settled on a magnolia tree and was basking in the sun. Its wings backlit by the sun produced some uncommon images of this butterfly. In this ventral view (closed wing position), both the dorsal (top view) and ventral (bottom view) markings are visible.
This is the caterpillar of the Question Mark butterfly (Polygonia interrogationis). There is a tiny mark on the underside of the butterfly's wing that gives it the unusual name. I photographed this spiky creature at the Butterfly Haven in Pingree, Idaho.
Orto Botanico di Padova, Serre
taken: 25/05/2009
canon a-1; Canon FD 24mm f/2.8
Black&White film
i love the result on the window and on the wall ♥
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foto scattata per un lavoro dell'università
spero che alla prof le foto piacciano, così posso tirarmela un po' ahahah
Salle de cinéma fermée en Iran.
Immédiatement après la révolution Islamique de 1979 en Iran la question du cinéma se posa. Il n’y avait aucun film « islamisé » sur le marché pouvant convenir au dogme du régime désormais en place. Aucun programme culturel n’ayant été établi par l’élite prenant le pouvoir, la relance de la production se fit attendre. Dans l’attente de films en phase avec la révolution les salles de cinéma furent fermées. Un cinéma Iranien apparut timidement et ne rencontra pas l’engouement du public. On rencontre parfois en Iran d’anciens cinémas fermés comme ici à Yazd.