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Poetry or reality. But it's reality, experienced in a splendid night and dawn
Guilin China 2018-09-30
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"It breaks my heart 'cause I know you're the one for me
Don't you feel sad there never was a story
Obviously it never be
You will never know
I will never show
What I feel
What I need from you no
You will never know
I will never show
What I feel
What I need from you
With every smile comes my reality irony
You won't find out what has been killing me
Can't you see me, can't you see?
You will never know
I will never show
What I feel
What I need from you no
You will never know
I will never show
What I feel
What I need from you
No no no no you will never know
I will never show
What I feel
What I need from you no
No no no no you'll never know
No no no no you'll never know
No no no no
Love me love me love me love me no
You will never know
I will never show no no no
What I feel
What I need from you no no no
You will never know
I will never show no no no
What I feel
What I feel
What I feel
What I need
What I need from you no."
HAPPY WINDOW WEDNESDAY(S) !!
Peculiar round windows in an exterior wall of a high-level international bank. The wall is covered wtih what appear to be "thin bricks" of marble. In order to create an abstract, surreal image, I have inverted the section of wall with its windows. .
Location: International Bank of Settlements, Basel BS Switzerland.
In my album: Dan's Windows.
Sailing II
(We slipped the dock in the dead of night and tacked across the moonbeam, bound for tropical isles)
In-Camera Double Exposure
Something different ....!
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an artsy corner in the sidewalk+wall with optical illusion of folds. actual color is bright blue and white.
tacoma, washington
“Life is a series of natural and spontaneous changes. Don't resist them; that only creates sorrow. Let reality be reality. Let things flow naturally forward in whatever way they like.”
Quote – Lao Tzu
Backside of the dilapidated building I uploaded yesterday (see first comment box).
Happy weekend ahead!!
Chicago. I was glad to find a puddle in Chicago, from the rain and snowmelt, exactly at the same spot as 3 years ago! But some other puddles had disappeared since the streets / sidewalks have been repaired :)
Hhmmm... There seem to be more flamingo reflections in the water than in reality on land. :)
Have a fantastic day, everyone...
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Candid street photography from Glasgow, Scotland. He was aware of me taking the shot and I thanked him afterwards. Such a powerful image of lure of scratchcards. Enjoy!
“Winter is like fake love that warms us with its beauty and freezes us with its reality!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan
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“Which of my photographs is my favorite?
The one I’m going to take tomorrow.”
— Imogen Cunningham
Own image 5689 and textures
HSS !
Many of you know for sure the great SF „Inception“ from 2010. Leonardo DiCaprio uses a spinning top to check in which reality he is in. This little guy here from my junk drawer remembers me to this excellent movie.
Really happy to have this photo selected for the Mobile Photo Now exhibition at the Columbus Museum of Art, starting tomorrow! The following photos were also selected for this exhibit:
www.flickr.com/photos/arpitau/9275410085
and
The moon by Luke Jerram.
Geschaffen hat ihn der britische Künstler Luke Jerram, der Durchmesser beträgt imposante sieben Meter.
Das Kunstwerk bildet die Mondoberfläche ab, Luke Jerram hat dafür zahllose Aufnahmen der NASA montiert.
Vor den Kirchenfenstern hängen lange Spruchbänder, um das Tageslicht zu dämpfen und so die Strahlkraft des Mondes zu erhöhen.
Anm.:
Die Aufnahme entstand aus freier Hand; ohne Stativ ist es natürlich schwierig, die ganz genaue optische Mitte zu treffen. Der Mond hängt zudem nicht exakt mittig im Kirchenschiff. Es müsste aber so "passen".
“Are you going to carry on like this all the way through the series?” Ali had already had enough of the grumbling monster at the other end of the sofa. “They're only using all of these locations to show off the county.” I tried to maintain my silence, but the red rag had been waved and I'd already climbed onto the highest horse in the neighbouring field and was chasing off after it like a hungry zealot. “But this couple live in Mevagissey, the others are so loaded that they've managed to build a multi million pound property at, isn't that Mawgan Porth, and yet they've bumped into each other by total coincidence at Penzance lido! Who goes to Penzance lido when they live at Mawgan Porth for goodness sake? It must be at least forty miles each way. There's a leisure centre at Newquay. We live much closer to Penzance and I've only ever been in that lido once. You've never been in it at all and you were born here! And why are they launching a charity in St Ives? It doesn't make sense!”
We were watching a new drama series on the television of course, and this one was set in our own backyard. Well, bits of it were anyway. Depends on your definition of backyard really. You might have seen it too. I expect the residents of Shetland feel the same and we've been hooked on that since the first series. Ali was right of course. Cornwall was the star of the show while the complex issues around a pair of babies who were accidentally swapped at birth because of an admin cock up were merely a side story. One rich couple, the other supposedly down on their luck - although she owned a restaurant, just as we all do down here, and they lived in a very nice looking house in Mevagissey that many local people can only dream of. But the reality gap is always going to drive people like me around the twist. Poldark was even worse. Holywell Bay one minute, Penberth Cove the next. And five minutes after that, Ross was racing his horse across Bodmin Moor while Demelza had magically appeared in Charlestown. And this was in the late eighteenth century, almost two hundred years before the first Ford Sierra Cosworth with go faster stripes had arrived on the peninsula for goodness sake.
I'm sure the Royal Cornwall Hospital Trust really appreciated the negative fictional publicity. They're in the local news enough with tales of misfortune and malpractice as it is, without the screenwriters putting the boot in. I should add for the sake of balance that my children and their own children were all born there without incident.
I've often wondered when the moment would arrive for me to share this one, taken six years ago on a windy rain charged Sunday afternoon in March when the late winter light was doing magical things on top of St Agnes Head. But it was on a stout pinnacle by these very rocks that the villain broke his anger run along the cliff path and stood, gazing enigmatically towards the west as he plotted and schemed his devious affairs, one director's instruction short of beating his chest like a mountain gorilla. As the shot opened up and panned away into the distance, there was Wheal Coates, packed with glorious drama. But may I remind you that his waterfront palace is at Mawgan Porth? Down the hill from Newquay Airport. Did he run all the way then? Is he an ultramarathon man as well as a thoroughly unpleasant chap? If I fancy going for a trot I do it near home. I don't jump in the car and drive halfway across the county.
I'm sitting within this view as I sketch the notes for my story before I forget what I was going to rant about. There's nothing much doing anyway, and I've already got my shots, besides which I need to shift in a minute because it's Friday. Five a side night. It's a beautiful view, but rather than running halfway across the north coast of the county I came here in the car. It's much quicker and allows me to focus a bit more clearly than was done with the plot of a half baked TV drama that we only lasted the distance with because of where it was filmed. Enough said. Time to, erm, run around in a sports hall, and one just down the road rather than the other side of Cornwall.
reality
has slipped away from me
and all that i've got left are these fever dreams
and when the days get colder
and when we all grow older
will the world still be so cloudy to me?
(i may delete this)
(i hate my stream right now)
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This farm is a little ways down the road from us - actually, I took this last December, but it looks EXACTLY the same right now . . . . . . . . . (sigh) . . . . . . .
I think all women in the post-apocalypse CAN have it all...depending on how fast they can run....
* Miss Hottie Runner Up Speech excerpt...
Pic Location: maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Pine%20Lake/30/54/28
Tralalas Diner @ Pine Lake
Post-apocalyptic Photo Op Sim
Stuff:
(Boob things) MetaTheodora Weapons of Mass Distraction
Scrap Metal Road Sign .:Space Engineer:.