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The beautifully majestic yet derelict Cambusnethan House Priory near Motherwell, Scotland.
Captured in September 2021 while exploring the area around Motherwell with my camera. This Gothic-revival country house, built in 1820, is listed on the Buildings at Risk Register. While I was there a member of the "Friends of Cambusnethan Priory" was there raising awareness and funds to try to prevent any further deterioration of this beautiful historic building. Enjoy!
This is a sculpture called 'Reclamation' by artist Melanie VanHouten on display at the Franconia Sculpture Park, Franconia MN
Go to the park: www.franconia.org
See Reclamation: franconia.org/artistpages/melanie/melanie.html
Les Oakes reclamation yard in Cheadle. OMG, what a place! Be prepared to take your life in your hands and get extremely grubby. But it's so worth it!
Glendale, CA
Along with AmRec, the other haulers with tons of stops are Southland, WM, Republic, and Recology.
One of the pillboxes built alongside the Basingstoke canal during WWII is slowly being reclaimed by Nature.
Should be a fine for nailing signs to trees and leaving them there forever.
The trees themselves are taking care of the problem, though...
As people leave and abandon for whatever reason, nature says I'll have a bit of that and takes over, at this lovely cottage on the Black Isle
@CMOMaharashtra Dear sir this is #Bandra Reclamation Gen Vaidya Marg this entire narrow stretch has garbage till the old MET Gardens and #BMC has not bothered to remove it over 3 weeks now ..please take action. thanks
I tweeted this 2 weeks back.. no action ..
Modijis Swacch Bandra Abhi Yahan
West Point on the Eno city park
IR-converted Pentax K-5
Rokinon 24/3.5 tilt/shift
Haida 720nm filter
Iridient Developer
Fat is the new gold standard across the galaxy, it's uses are many and well received.
Here at ARF we pride ourselves in how well our livestock is maintained. We fatten them up then just pop them in the extractor, once 'milked' in a safe and humane way, they are returned to the feeding pens and the cycle continues, yep safe and sustainable, no stock killed or harmed XD
This was definitely a feat to overcome with this image, I'm going to post an original untouched version in the comments to show you what I had to work with, maybe I'll even create a blog post about it.
Anyway I had the idea in my head and in the spur of the moment I asked my friend Scott to be my hand model and had him posing his hands around all the trees, no hands were copy and pasted!
The original photo had too many distracting elements in it, the bright sky coming through the trees, the color of the trees were too bright compared to the hands, making the hands not pop out as much to the viewer. I played around with this image a lot and yesterday lost 8 hours of time on it due to my stupidity and accidentally deleting everything I had done on it yesterday so I took it in a new direction and added a red tone to the original green flora, added texture to the trees, and darkened the entire image so that the hands were the story. It also looks really awesome in Black and White which I'll post another time. Enjoy!
There is such loveliness in stillness...and old things caught up in the rampant overgrowth of new things.
Nothing shall remain; just barely a memory...ah, another of my favorite poems...a sonnet from Shelley...written nearly 200 years ago...
Ozymandias
by Percy Bysshe Shelley
I met a traveler from an antique land,
Who said-- "Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;
And on the pedestal these words appear:
My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings,
Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away."
~~Sheree~~