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To make this photo more attractive, auto enhance used, which lowered the high tone, raised the low tone, increased contract and saturation, refined the details. The final one is quite different from the original. So, is this one better than the original? Well, it may bring out more than my eyes can notice, but it is a little far from the reality. Or I was restricted by the camera I used? What should we capture through the camera? reality or fantasy?
A Kaleidoscope of Reality
One day, I was walking through a small park passageway, which featured a glass labyrinth with colored panes. The gray surroundings took on a new, fairytale dimension. Reality took on color.
Photo of my WIFI 2.0 @ the Art Institute of Chicago passing by the Nighthawks by Edward Hopper. The photo is composed to make her appear as part of the painting passing by on the street outside the diner. I sharpened her Iris to convey her wearing a lens that will exist in a mixed virtual reality world enabling her to be in that reality.
Procamera > Snapseed > Blur fx > Image Blender > Vintage Reality > Image Blender > Camera Awesome
Trying to make this one look acceptable. A scene that looked (SOUNDED!) much better if you were actually there.
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* ESCAPE FROM REALITY *
~ Escapando de la Realidad ~
RIPOLLET / BARCELONA / ESPAÑA
por: Marco Vianna©
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Mis Imagenes publicadas en TheDphoto:
"Beautiful Photography of Marco Vianna"
Un domingo aburrido para estar en casa . . . nada mejor que plasmar el momento
magico, y la mente despejar . . . . . en la imagen capturé los campos a las afueras
del pueblo, donde plantan trigo, y en primavera abundan las *amapolas*.
# Para esta toma:
Canon EOS 400D Digital + Canon EF-S 18 ÷ 55mm f/3.5 ÷ 5.6
# Obturación: 1/125 seg. ~ Diafragmado: f/6.7 ~ 100 ISO
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"My Gear" Album
Everyone has their own way
of escaping the tortures of life
Some write, some daydream, some listen to the music of today
These tools bring pleasure in repelling
pain, hurt, and depression of the cycleyou call everyday life
My way of escaping reality
is the process of closing my eyes and falling asleep
in my cold frigid environment of rest.
For her, day-to-day thoughts have nothing to do with the conflict in Iraq.
They don't involve gas prices, future career choices, or the upcoming election.
The greatest decision she has right now is this: Should Suzy's dress be blue, pink, or perhaps yellow?
That is her reality. Pure, simple, sweet reality.
Let's go with pink...
(Thanks, AlexEdg, for the texture)
***added Tuesday night***
Just looked at this ORKUT website. I'm glad such sickness is not part of our childrens' reality. Absolutely makes my stomach turn. I have a flickr friend, bullfrogs*and*butterflies who has a child featured on one of the profiles there. The fake profile actually shows a "sexiness rating" of 2 1/2 hearts! So sad...
“The best thing about dreams is that fleeting moment, when you are between asleep and awake, when you don't know the difference between reality and fantasy, when for just that one moment you feel with your entire soul that the dream is reality, and it really happened.”
No morning coffee, lunch or evening glass of wine by the pool - we're home and it's January... Dreaming of summer and warmer weather. Shot yesterday but didn't get it posted till today...
Expectations vs Reality..
Expectation: milkyway , note. not epic, not full core, just a milkway
Reality: Hey look i can see a star or two 😉
Expectation: Awesome mad lighthouse
Reality: flakey paint job , poorly maintained barber pole impersonating as a ship deterrent device...with a light, seriously, do they still need lights ?
I found some old lighting painting crap from many years ago, partially destroyed from an exploded battery pack, mental note, don't leave batteries in devices too long
But it did have a partially functioning bit of EL wire and a red bike torch stolen from Sarah we made something outta of nothing.
How fragmented is your reality?
What does fragmented mean in psychology?
When a person experiences severe trauma, their identity, including personality and emotions, goes through a process of fragmentation. This is when the body divides traits and feelings, and groups them into smaller sections, keeping some of them hidden until a safe space for expression is provided.
So how much do you really know about yourself? - A strange concept - that you might not actually know yourself.
As we all get older it occurs to me that we may not be able to trust our own memories. A very worrying thought.
Candid shot, Taunton, Somerset, UK
impressions @ lost place
former spring factory, demolished in 2016
more stuff like this in: 'The W.O.S.-Series'
I haven't created an image "just because" in about a year. I miss taking photos for fun... Jumping back in headfirst, you guys."
Berlin
My portoflio was published on the issue 22 of the Camerapixo Magazine... happy about this, here the link:
I hold on to the fragments of my known
Reality, in fear of letting go, of understanding
That it has changed.
Or is it me that has changed? And then
These fragments of memories are coming
Like a surf and washes away.
And when their gone I am left
With some other sort of
Reality.
Or maybe its only my limited ability to
Change an inherited point of view even
When I have no other option?