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Composition in landscape photography is less about fixed rules and more about attentive questioning. It is a process of looking, listening, and deciding how a... Read the full article
On se pose souvent la question C’est quoi l’amour ? il m’a fallu bien des années avant d’en avoir un avant-goût. Il m’a fallu trainer dans ce monde, à errer souvent sans but précis, sans objectif à part celui de subsister dans un univers hostile. L’humanité à toujours été étrange à mes yeux, et un jour, il y a 5 ans de ça j’ai vu une lueur… Mais voila l’amour il a son timing il m’a fallu attendre un peu avant que tu partages ma vie. Il y a 3 ans tout me menait à toi, et nous avons succombés ensemble à une grande aventure. Partagé nos destins, nos chemins, et là j’ai cru en l’humanité. J’ai trouvé le but de de ma vie et tous mes objectifs se centraient sur toi. Merci à la femme que tu es, tu m’as sauvé de par ton amour et tu me tiens la main chaque jour. Je te dois mes espoirs, ma force, tu m’as donné la stabilité dont j’avais besoin. Tu es la femme qui comble chaque vide que la vie à laisser. Merci pour ces 3 ans qui sont passés comme un coups de vent. Merci pour tout ce bel amour que nous partageons. Tu es ma vie, mon amour.
A volte bastano pochi secondi ed una foto apparentemente da cestinare viene salvata dal primissimo raggio di Sole della giornata che decide di illuminare proprio il treno, mentre la nebbia che nascondeva ogni cosa alla vista si dissolve all'improvviso per rimanere solo quel tanto che basta ad impreziosire la scena.
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Question Marks and Eastern Commas were "puddling" on a "leaky" maple that dripped water and sap from holes sapsuckers had drilled into the trunk.
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I don’t normally place much belief in dreams, but this time it was so powerful I actually got out of bed to start working on it before I forgot. I was “told” that I had to create several images that are black and white (not monochrome) with the emphasis on white, framed, contain people, and a bit of color. Oh yeah, the titles had to start with L, M, F, B, Q, or A (that’s the order I was given). After a couple of days, this collection is what I came up with. I also threw in a couple starting with S and T just for shits and giggles.
Antwerp, Estación Central.
(...) Towards the end of the nineteenth century, Austerlitz began, in reply to my questions about the history of the building of Antwerp station, when Belgium, a little patch of yellowish gray barely visible on the map of the world, spread its sphere of influence to the African continent with its colonial enterprises, when deals of huge proportions were done on the capital markets and raw-materials exchanges of Brussels, and the citizens of Belgium, full of boundless optimism, believed that their country, which had been subject so long to foreign rule and was divided and disunited in itself, was about to become a great new economic power—at that time, now so long ago although it determines our lives to this day, it was the personal wish of King Leopold, under whose auspices such apparently inexorable progress was being made, that the money suddenly and abundantly available should be used to erect public buildings which would bring international renown to his aspiring state. One of the projects thus initiated by the highest authority in the land was the central station of the Flemish metropolis, where we were sitting now, said Austerlitz; designed by Louis Delacenserie, it was inaugurated in the summer of 1905, after ten years of planning and building, in the presence of the King himself.
Delacenserie's eclecticism, uniting past and future in the Centraal Station with its marble stairway in the foyer and the steel and glass roof spanning the platforms, was in fact a logical stylistic approach to the new epoch, said Austerlitz, and it was also appropriate, he continued, that in Antwerp Station the elevated level from which the gods looked down on visitors to the Roman Pantheon should display, in hierarchical order, the deities of the nineteenth century—mining, industry, transport, trade, and capital. For halfway up the walls of the entrance hall, as I must have noticed, there were stone escutcheons bearing symbolic sheaves of corn, crossed hammers, winged wheels, and so on, with the heraldic motif of the beehive standing not, as one might at first think, for nature made serviceable to mankind, or even industrious labor as a social good, but symbolizing the principle of capital accumulation.
And Time, said Austerlitz, represented by the hands and dial of the clock, reigns supreme among these emblems. The clock is placed above the only baroque element in the entire ensemble, the cruciform stairway which leads from the foyer to the platforms, just where the image of the emperor stood in the Pantheon in a line directly prolonged from the portal; as governor of a new omnipotence it was set even above the royal coat of arms and the motto Endracht maakt macht. The movements of all travelers could be surveyed from the central position occupied by the clock in Antwerp Station, and conversely all travelers had to look up at the clock and were obliged to adjust their (...)
W. G. Sebald, Austerlitz, 2001.
What is next? A beloved question my grandpa in law would ask me. He was always prepared for the next wonderful adventure life would bring. So I dare to ask you, “What is next?’. Ponder on what is on the other side of your bridge and get ready for the wonderful adventure that is to come!
I did not see such costumes in Russia ... to my question: who are you? the girls answered that they are messengers of love. And it was appropriate at the festival "Gift Day", we make presents with love :)
beautiful girl with a phone - it's not me :)
A voice said, Look me in the stars
And tell me truly, men of earth,
If all the soul-and-body scars
Were not too much to pay for birth.
Robert Frost's poem seen through Helios 44M-7 wide-open.
Most of life is lived between certainty and curiosity.
As children, we inherit stories, beliefs, traditions, and values from those who came before us. Some become foundations. Others become questions. Many remain both.
The young spend much of life searching for who they will become. The older we grow, the more we discover that the search never fully ends.
Perhaps that is why this scene resonated with me.
Not because it provides answers, but because it reflects something universal: the human desire to understand ourselves, our purpose, and the larger story into which our lives are woven.
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One of my attempts at the "Smile on Saturday" theme "starts with S" as well as the "Macro Mondays" theme "Smoke".
S = smoke
Shot with a Carl Zeiss "Dokumar 38 mm F 5.6" lens on a Canon EOS R5.
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from rilke: “try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books written in a foreign language. do not look for the answers. they cannot now be given to you because you could not live them. it is a question of experiencing everything. at present you need to live the question. perhaps you will gradually, without even noticing it, find yourself experiencing the answer.”
“I have a foreboding of an America in my children's or grandchildren's time -- when the United States is a service and information economy; when nearly all the manufacturing industries have slipped away to other countries; when awesome technological powers are in the hands of a very few, and no one representing the public interest can even grasp the issues; when the people have lost the ability to set their own agendas or knowledgeably question those in authority; when, clutching our crystals and nervously consulting our horoscopes, our critical faculties in decline, unable to distinguish between what feels good and what's true, we slide, almost without noticing, back into superstition and darkness...
The dumbing down of America is most evident in the slow decay of substantive content in the enormously influential media, the 30 second sound bites (now down to 10 seconds or less), lowest common denominator programming, credulous presentations on pseudoscience and superstition, but especially a kind of celebration of ignorance”
-Carl Sagan
"Damn, with whom I'm working!" (sort of a translation :) )
Graffiti on a abandoned rail car on an abandoned station on the outskirts of Belgrade.
It was an early and chilly morning in Buttermere, just after sunrise. I have been shooting for a little while, and I cannot begin conveying how good it felt to have all that place for myself. Having a job that demands to be constantly ‘on’, doesn’t allow much down time and at times we all need to recharge, with no distractions, clear our minds and think with greater clarity.
In a culture where we often confuse the notion of being alone with loneliness, the ability to appreciate that 'me-time' allows us to reap its benefits. Some value the freedom of not having to follow the lead of others, no obligation to plan ahead, and no pressure to talk to anyone.
Personally, I always cherish those times when I’m alone with nature, and it is in such moments that questions find answers. More than that, at those times I choose to give something to myself, quality time, and by doing so I have made myself my own first choice.
Looking from Arnison Crag towards Helvellyn Range..
Question.. is that pointy bit, top left, Catstye Cam? :-)
June 6, 2022 - South Central Nebraska US
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First few shots of the day as this already severe warned storm was approaching from the northwest of my current location. Got in alignment of where I thought I had the best possible chance for pics & video. An open view with no power lines. Which is rare. Even in Nebraska.
There were actually 2 storm cells. Both were severe warned. I was on the outer boundaries of the western storm. The eastern storm was going to eventually merge with this storm & become one.
The lean or tilt in this storm meant business. Nothing to take away its energy for doing its building process. Rotation was imminent, though question was would this storm produce a tornado?
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Ogni tanto mi piace usare il tele (200mm) per catturare i treni, l'effetto prospettico non è niente male ;-)
#Episode8. This is photo 8 in a sequence that will build into an Album. At Burgess Park Lake (21 June 2020) a Cormorant chased a Great Crested Grebe. At first I didn't know why then I noticed the Grebe was carrying a big fish. The question is what happend next: to the Grebe and the Fish? See #Episode9 tomorrow...
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I walk where my mother once walked,
where her footprints learned to fade quickly,
where the ground keeps no memories.
only sky fallen upside down
the pan holds you there,
perched upon your mirror self
neck bent slowly,
a question written in the shape of hunger.
I think of my sisters,
how we practiced balance on hot stones,
how we learned early
which parts of ourselves to lift from the ground.
when I turn away,
the pan keeps you,
the sky keeps you,
and my eyes keep you even longer
tonight I will sleep on the edge of the village,
salt still white on my calves,
and share your dreams
of wide horizons.
....The little Veronicas made me a dress with their petals to meet the Moon....
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Veronicas series continues.... this time macro.... always the best to see closer beauty :)
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Answer to the friends’ questions about how I made the previous photo...... Mirror Mirror Mirror :))
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