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...cause in my dreams i'm always with you
money can't buy you love. but it can buy you hope for love :)
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Leo Gestel (1881–1941) was a Dutch visual artist, painter, and illustrator. He came across the Parisian avant-garde movement and developed his eclectic style through experimentation with various art forms including cubism, expressionism, futurism, and post-impressionism.
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I meant to desaturate the image but grabbed the 'hue' control by mistake. Liked the effect so kept it.
Seen in Explore.
A close-up of the sculpture "Reach Out" by Hungarian artist and holocaust survivor Alfred Tibor located in Franklin Park.
© 2015 Brian Rodgers
Note: this photo was published in a Jan 5, 2010 blog titled "Here's to 2010, the Year of the Job." And it was published in a Feb 12, 2010 blog titled "Four Reasons Why Google Buzz is Doomed." It was also published in a May 27, 2010 blog titled "Short Circuit: is being connected burning you out?" And it was published in an undated (mid-Nov 2010) Digital Camera Super Shop blog, with the same title and detailed notes as what I had written on this Flickr page.
Moving into 2011, the photo was published in a Jan 6, 2011 blog titled "5 Most Popular Really Natural Posts of 2010." It was also published in a Feb 16, 2011 blog titled "Mobile sites vs. mobile queries."
Moving into 2012, the photo was published in a Jan 24, 2012 blog titled "EL WI-FI, FUTURO ESCUDERO DE INTERNET EN EL MÓVIL."
Moving into 2013, the photo was published in a Jan 18, 2013 blog titled "WYOD (wear your own device): “Get Smart” meets “Mr. Gadget”."
Moving into 2014, the photo was published in an undated (mid-Sep 2014) Australian blog titled "Joggers: beware of SODs syndrome."
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New Yorkers will tell you that nobody in his or her right mind goes to Times Square on New Year's Eve. Well, anyway, nobody from Manhattan -- you can never tell what those crazy folks in Brooklyn, Queens, Staten Island, or the Bronx might do (and we won't even try to imagine what those crazy folks in New Jersey might do). Actually, even residents of Manhattan have been known to experience the New Year's Eve count-down once in their lives, just so they can tell everyone else that they know what they're talking about. In my case, I think it was back in 1969; at this point, I can't even remember for sure which year it was ...
Why do New Yorkers do their best to stay away from Times Square on New Year's Eve? Well, have you ever looked at the television screen in the midst of all that mayhem? There are a gazillion other people out there, jammed against each other, shoulder to shoulder — and they're all drunk, and they're all screaming at the top of their lungs. You can't just drive to a nearby corner and park your car, with a plan of getting back in your car and fleeing after you've seen what a crazy idea it was. And you can't take a taxi right to the middle of Times Square — at least, not after mid-afternoon on New Year's Eve. Even worse, there are no public bathrooms anywhere to be found, so you're in trouble if you drink too much beer ... except that the cops do their best, quite understandably, to make sure nobody in the Times Square area (which is broadly defined to cover an area of several square blocks) is drinking or doing anything that might look dangerous.
Consequently, it often seems that most of the crowd has chosen to get roaring drunk before they arrive on the scene. All of which might be great fun if the weather is clear, and the temperature is somewhere above the freezing mark. But if it's 30 degrees or lower, and it's drizzling or raining or snowing, this is not a place where you want to spend six or eight hours standing around with two million of your best (drunken) friends...
Thus, it should not surprise you to hear that I was not in Times Square to watch the ball drop on New Year's Eve of 2009 (or, for that matter, any other year going back to 1969). However, I had a business meeting in mid-town Manhattan, in the late morning of Dec 31st; and on the chance that something interesting might be going on, I brought my camera with me. To reach my meeting, I took a subway to Times Square, and it was snowing heavily when I came out of the station; thus, I was hoping for some dramatic scenery when my meeting ended and I had a little free time before heading back uptown to my office.
Alas, the snow had pretty much been replaced by a combination of drizzle and occasional raindrops when I finished my meeting and walked over to Times Square. Hence you won't see any dramatic blizzard-like shots in this Flickr set; no views of frozen revelers with zillions of snowflakes falling all around them. But there were some interesting people wandering around, and it was interesting to see how many foreign tourists had arrived to spend all afternoon, all evening, and potentially all night in what has become the most well-known site of New Year's celebrations in the U.S., if not the world. It was also interesting to see that the cleaning crews were already beginning to assemble, and that other workers were dragging along large bundles of balloons, hats, and other novelties to be distributed to the crowds later on...
... and later on, after a very pleasant dinner in Greenwich Village with several family members, I ended up back at home, watching the revelry on television as the countdown came to an end. The TV coverage was obviously far more extensive than what I could accomplish with just one DSLR camera; and it was also infinitely more sophisticated, with high-end TV cameras located on strategic vantage points all around the square. On the other hand, the TV images appear, and then disappear, often leaving no lasting impression. By contrast, these still images will hopefully be interesting to look at months, if not years, from now. For better or worse, they'll be here whenever you'd like to see them...
Reachout to touch the sky. It is possible for everyone. But you have to make an effort. If you don't try you certainly won't succeed. I wish you succes!
A tree reaching out ...winding it's arms towards the open skies and dock. caught my attention this otherwise dull morning.
new orleans, la // lower ninth ward
To be honest i was gonna scrap this photo cause i didn't think there was anything i could do to make it look less boring. I'm glad i took the time to work on it today. There's still something i want to add to this photo before i dub it as the final version. I hope i get a chance to do it sometime this weekend.
Listen ~ Reach Out by Noiseworks. A great Aussie band (now disbanded)
Created for Textures for Layers Challenge Challenge #75: Two Lovely Ladies and a Cherub
Source image with thanks to ~ Crowolf
Textures with thanks to ~ Paul Grand & Telzey
a self help image.. hehe!! my hand from my 50mm lens.. heavy PP was done.
help (hlp)
v. helped, help·ing, helps
v.tr.
1. To give assistance to; aid: I helped her find the book. He helped me into my coat.
2. To contribute to the furtherance of; promote.
3. To give relief to: help the needy.
4. To ease; relieve: medication to help your cold.
5. To change for the better; improve: A fresh coat of paint will help a scarred old table.
6. To refrain from; avoid or resist. Used with can or cannot: couldn't help laughing.
7. To wait on, as in a store or restaurant.
v.intr.
To be of service; give assistance.
n.
1.
a. The act or an instance of helping.
b. Aid or assistance.
2. Relief; remedy.
3. One that helps: You've been a great help. A food processor is a help to the serious cook.
4. A person employed to help, especially a farm worker or domestic servant.
Such employees considered as a group. Often used with the.
Idiom:
help (oneself) to
1. To serve or provide oneself with: Help yourself to the cookies.
2. Informal To take (something) without asking permission: The thief helped himself to our family silver.
[Middle English helpen, from Old English helpan.]
Synonyms: help, aid, assist, succor
These verbs mean to contribute to the fulfillment of a need, the furtherance of an effort, or the achievement of a purpose or end. Help and aid, the most general, are frequently interchangeable: a medication that helps (or aids) the digestion.
Help, however, sometimes conveys a stronger suggestion of effectual action: I'll help you move the piano.
Assist usually implies making a secondary contribution or acting as a subordinate: Apprentices assisted the chef in preparing the banquet.
Succor refers to going to the relief of one in want, difficulty, or distress: "Mr. Harding thought . . . of the worn-out, aged men he had succored" Anthony Trollope. See Also Synonyms at improve.
Usage Note: Many people commonly use help in the sense conveyed in the sentence Don't change it any more than you can help (that is, "any more than you have to"). Some grammarians condemn this usage on the grounds that help in this sense means "avoid" and therefore logically requires a negative. But the expression is a well-established idiom. See Usage Note at cannot.
The American Heritage® Dictionary of the English Language, Fourth Edition copyright ©2000 by Houghton Mifflin Company. Updated in 2003. Published by Houghton Mifflin Company. All rights reserved.
Photograph taken at an altitude of One hundred and thirteen metres, at 12:30pm on Wednesday 14th January 2015, off the A264 Pembury Road in the grounds of Dunorlan Park.
Dunorlan Park is a park and grounds in Royal Tunbridge Wells, UK. Totalling approximately 78 acres and containing a 6-acre lake, the grounds were landscaped by Robert Marnock for Henry Reed, the merchant and philanthropist who owned the estate and the now-demolished house that once overlooked it.
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Nikon D800 32mm 1/5000s f/2.8 iso100 Handheld RAW (14Bit) Manual focus. Manual exposure. Matrix metering. Auto white balance.
Nikkor AF-S 24-70mm f/2.8G ED IF. Jessops 77mm UV filter. Nikon MB-D12 battery grip. Two Nikon EN-EL15 batteries. Sandisc 32GB Ultra Class 10 30MB/s SDHC. Nikon DK-17a magnifying eyepiece. Hoodman HGEC soft eyepiece cup. Nikon GP-1 GPS unit.
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LATITUDE: N 51d 7m 53.77s
LONGITUDE: E 0d 17m 2.55s
ALTITUDE: 113.0m
RAW (TIFF) FILE: 103.00MB
PROCESSED FILE: 15.65MB
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HP Pavillion P6-2388EA Desktop with AMD A10-5700 APU processor. AMD Radeon HD 7570 graphics. 2TB with 8GB RAM. 64-bit Windows 8.1. Verbatim USB 2.0 1TB desktop hard drive. Nikon VIEWNX2 Version 2.10.0 64bit. Adobe photoshop Elements 8 Version 8.0 64bit
“And yet,” he told me, “I always kept faith that something could break through it all. Someone would see me, reach out, send me a message, hear my voice – and I would think, “All is well! I am not alone! They are with me in this place. They know.”
“And I would feel hope. It would crackle through me, a great surge of hope, sparking through my body and across my face, and I would not feel alone. Yes, I have fallen; and I am far far far away from home; but this would be a sign that there is hope – a true true sign this time.
“And that sign,” he ended, as we embraced in the dark, “that sign, my friend, is you.”
Photograph taken at an altitude of One hundred and fourteen metres, at 14:01pm on Wednesday 14th January 2015, off the A264 Pembury Road in the grounds of Dunorlan Park.
Dunorlan Park is a park and grounds in Royal Tunbridge Wells, UK. Totalling approximately 78 acres and containing a 6-acre lake, the grounds were landscaped by Robert Marnock for Henry Reed, the merchant and philanthropist who owned the estate and the now-demolished house that once overlooked it.
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Nikon D800 26mm 1/5000s f/2.8 iso100 Handheld RAW (14Bit) AF-S single point focus. Manual exposure. Matrix metering. Auto white balance.
Nikkor AF-S 24-70mm f/2.8G ED IF. Jessops 77mm UV filter. Nikon MB-D12 battery grip. Two Nikon EN-EL15 batteries. Sandisc 32GB Ultra Class 10 30MB/s SDHC. Nikon DK-17a magnifying eyepiece. Hoodman HGEC soft eyepiece cup. Nikon GP-1 GPS unit.
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LATITUDE: N 51d 7m 53.96s
LONGITUDE: E 0d 17m 5.95s
ALTITUDE: 114.0m
RAW (TIFF) FILE: 103.00MB
PROCESSED FILE: 24.11MB
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HP Pavillion P6-2388EA Desktop with AMD A10-5700 APU processor. AMD Radeon HD 7570 graphics. 2TB with 8GB RAM. 64-bit Windows 8.1. Verbatim USB 2.0 1TB desktop hard drive. Nikon VIEWNX2 Version 2.10.0 64bit. Adobe photoshop Elements 8 Version 8.0 64bit
In deep confusion, in great despair
When I reach out for him he is there
When God Shines His Light On Me - Van Morrison
* by the way, the tattoo is a temporary, stick-on one hehe :D
Inevitable. This image portraits everything we had witnessed at a AIDS rehabilitation center we had visited......
And if ur still worried about something and yourself then you are a FOOL !
There is a discussion here
Sadly, this time I am not talking about rain, misty mountains or anything of that sort. Its about silence that we can hear & about love, care and support shown by a few to a group of less fortunate people.
initial discussion and planning is here
Today a group of us went to to snehadaan a PWHA ( people with hiv & aids) rehabilitation / treatment center. its a very clean, peaceful, well kept place with cheerful co-ordinators. We were welcomed by a cheerful garden & then refreshing scent of the cleaning agent they have used. We waited for a while and then spoke to co-ordinators and tried to explain why we the bangalored software engineers are here. We were not having much idea about what we are about to see or exactly whey we are there. One of the co-ordinators gave us a briefing of the work they do and opened the doors to the dormitories where the people who were spending probably their last days / hours lived - or may be there is no time its just the pain, agony, stigma and the silence which is loud enough to make a healthy man deaf.
While we walked the corridors with our guide I never looked at the people who were with me. Our companion was telling the names of diseases the inmates are infected with. I peered through a veiled window and saw a woman curled on a bed. A man was carried in a wheel chair and he is the only person who gave me sane smile. There was a dull green coloured creeper trying to make its way through a white iron grill. Unfortunately, the creeper will never find light and its desperate efforts will be stopped by the roof.
Now we are inside the refectory which is again exceptionally clean. Later we found people having lunch here and man whom I found on the wheel chair agian smiled at me. We moved on and the only object in the long hall way was a wheel chair. Light was arguing about its particle-wave dual nature with it and making magical shadows in the process. We are in the gym now. The only other place after the refectory where I could get in without the fear of getting infected with any of those diseases our companion was explaining. At some point I thought he will provide us hand gloves and masks. But after spending sometime in the premises my fear disappeard. Probably it wasn't fear. It was a strange confusion.
Someone made a comment about the cleanliness of the place. And our companion explained how badly it was smelling last week. One of the patients had a small wound upon cleaing it became widened and started giving a foul smell. Now its healing and he is almost fine. We moved to next set of wards. Again I saw figures and our companion kept on explaining. Some of them looked very healthy and some were not. Some were infected while entertaining. Some were infected because their dear ones were entertained. For some it was bad luck. Some don't know what happened to them. We were shown offices, doctors rooms, councelling center etc. We made a circle around the place and now we are at the end. The mortuary. Near the mortuary building there is a big cage for the love birds and they were making noises which may be songs about the security they enjoy in the cage or the freedom which their great grand fathers enjoyed and which they never will.Or may be they are just coughing.
We asked the co-ordinator about what is that we can do. At the end of visits to every similar place usually we decide to work and turn the world upside down. We were asked to meet the another co-ordinator as well. We decided to wait and we walked to the garden, walked a bit around the mortuary and then two more friends joined us. We took the late comers ourseleves and showed them the place and shared the little piece of information we have learned. After finishing with them I think I walked around the place once or twice.
We were discussing what we can do. As a friend said, what the inmates needs is love and care. The silence around the place is probably getting into everyones nerves by this time. Probably more than anything the inmates what the inmates needs is attention. We learned that children from a nearby school are visiting these people on sundays and spending time with them. The best thing may be to join the children and spend time the inmates.
Well we discussed with the co-ordinators and found out that the following items are the most needed items there:
1. A sliding food trolly / or platfrom attached to the bed which will help
patients who are not able to leave their beds to have food from their
bed itself. Now they are keeping the food plate on the bed itself.
2. few wheel chairs which are softer
3. A music system.
We took the address of a surgical appliance dealer in Bangalore, recieved the brochure of snehadaan and the co-ordinator expressed his gratitude for the visited and we shook hands and left the place after discussing for some more time
At home my lovely friend who had adoped me as her brother had prepared delicous lunch and waiting for me. I was worried whether they will ask me take bath before having lunch with them. They never said a thing and she was surprised to hear that I haven't taken any photos from the snehadaan.
Enevitable. The encroching darkness will eliminate the light in no time. Unfortunately we can't prevent the inevitable darkness. But we can definately slow it down. We can control. We can give them hope. We can make people aware.
I think our best take away from the visit are the following:
HIV / AIDS is no more as deadly as it was.
Lack of awareness is the biggest problem we are facing today
Can we reach out and help ? There is still hope. Can we help before that last leaf falls ?
This plant needs is a little support and it will fight its way out. But probably the inmates of that silent out of the world place will never hear anything from us, the mosambi's we took will be over by now and all that is left is the above 3 phots and the words I have conjured up
Or can we really reachout this time ?
Portsmouth
Canon New F-1 and Kodak Recordac Dacomatic A 5461 (expired June 1976), shot at 25 iso and semi stand developed in eucalyptol for 1 hour, inversions at 20 and 40 mins.
Me tomó una eternidad acabar este diseño
Mi mause esta fallando, doy un clic y da dos!
¡¿saben lo frustrante que es eso?!
a duras penas lo acabé porque pues.. ya estaba a medias
fue todo un reto hacer un blend en estas condiciones, ja!
y tengo otro a medias!!
Espero y les guste =]
A while ago i took this shot and never put it up. I like the idea so will have to give it another go but as i was holding Bea's hand i was also holding the camera with the other so i will have to get someone else to do the modelling! lol