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"The dragonfly, in almost every part of the world #symbolizes #change and change in the #perspective of #self #realization; and the kind of change that has its source in #mental and #emotional #maturity and the #understanding of the #deepermeaning of #life"
#treasure #nikon moment of the day #dragonfly ...rarely can I get these shots, especially #babywearing I truly see that moment as a judgment of #selfawareness and I #passed !! :) #blue #green #macro #bokeh #combo
As I was in good shape this morning and it cleared up beautifully, I was really glad to find that many insects including this butterfly(Painted Lady) in the photo florisugenting or sipping the honey busily. You may remember this flower which is called mizosoba in Japanese, which I uploaded on October 14th. To use the same expression insects were tempted by the sunshine to go out on a beautiful autumn morning.
My new set of butterflies see here please.
Extended rebel edition of the Meisho Movie Realization series includes...
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Gift shop at Self-Realization Fellowship's Lake Shrine in Pacific Palisades, Los Angeles. [12 of 12]
I once asked a neighbor if he ever plans to sell his car, an older model Cadillac that he keeps in immaculate condition. He laughed and said he intended to be buried in the car. His attachment was obvious and his answer predictable. I think he felt the car somehow defined him. I was thinking yesterday about the images that define us as photographers. Suppose Flickr instituted a policy whereby you could post only a single photo. Would you have one in mind? It's rhetorical I suppose but it does make you think. It brought to mind my session with Jill in this windswept cornfield back in October. We were almost frantic in the days leading up to the shoot knowing that the corn might be harvested at any moment and our opportunity would be lost. Little did we know that the corn would linger until just yesterday, December 11. I passed by this field and noticed it had been reduced to stubble as the harvesters had cut down the stalks the night before. The corn had served its purpose, both for this and subsequent shoots. But I was still hit with a moment of wistful sadness that the scene had been destroyed. Same feeling I get when a favorite abandonment is demolished. Anyway I came across this image while looking back through the session folder. While several different poses were developed, it was this scarecrow scene that I had pictured in my mind for some years beforehand. We worked up to this moment gradually with several preliminary poses. When the moment finally arrived and Jill took her position in the cornfield with outstretched arms, my heart was literally racing. The realization of my vision was electrifying. Determined not to blow this, I shot from many angles, not knowing what would work best. At one point, while balancing atop a wobbly stepladder, I pulled out my smartphone to shoot some quick video sequences. In a moment of inspiration (or guidance from the universe) I switched the iPhone to still picture mode and fired off a few frames. Just as my neighbor views his Cadillac, I think this single frame defines me as a photographer. If I'm ever asked to exhibit just a single photo, this is the one.
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Your own Self-Realization is the greatest service you can render the world. Ramana Maharshi.
Ramana Maharshi (30 December 1879 – 14 April 1950) was a Hindu sage and jivanmukta. He was born Venkataraman Iyer, but is most commonly known by the name Bhagavan Sri Ramana Maharshi.
He was born in what is now Tiruchuli, Tamil Nadu, India. In 1895, an attraction to the holy hill Arunachala and the 63 Nayanars was aroused in him, and in 1896, at the age of 16, he had a "death-experience" where he became aware of a "current" or "force" (avesam) which he recognised as his true "I" or "self", which he later identified with Ishvara. This resulted in a state that he later described as "the state of mind of Iswara or the jnani". Six weeks later he left his uncle's home in Madurai, and journeyed to the holy mountain Arunachala, Tiruvannamalai, where he took on the role of a sannyasin (though not formally initiated), and remained for the rest of his life.
He soon attracted devotees who regarded him as an avatar and came to him for darshan ("the sight of God"), and in later years an ashram grew up around him, where visitors received upadesa ("spiritual instruction") by sitting silently in his company and raising their concerns and questions. Since the 1930s his teachings have been popularised in the West, resulting in worldwide recognition as an enlightened being.
Ramana Maharshi approved to a number of paths and practices, but recommended self-enquiry as the principal means to remove ignorance and abide in Self-awareness, together with bhakti (devotion) or surrender to the Self. Source Wikipedia.
Sunrise
Taken at 05:20 AM - real time - 04:20 GMT
First afternoon off work because I felt like it...upon arrival...the realization that idle time is a burden set in...the mind wanders...there was only one solution...take a walk with the MKIII and the 100-400mm. After about 15 minutes in the still 85 Deg F heat I was done...my first thoughts on what to call this shoot was "Butterflies & B.S." A Variety of Things Seen.
There had been a passing shower and the Rose of Sharon blooms were neatly rolled away...awaiting the Sun's return.
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Strobist: AB1600 with gridded 60X30 softbox overhead. AB800 open behind backdrop of white faux suede.Triggered by Cybersync.
I cross over this lake nearly every day, driving my car along a causeway at 50+ mph. I always gaze out across the water to look at the sky. Impulsively last evening I decided to pull over on the drive home from work. I had my camera. and the clouds were forming a nice backdrop. Outside of the car, the place takes on an entirely different atmosphere. I was overwhelmed by the stillness. I'm so accustomed to flying across here at high speed it actually felt weird to just be standing at the water's edge. I felt the breeze coming over the open water and hitting me square in the face, not intense but unrelenting. The breeze brought forth the not unpleasant smell of nature, of water, another thing lost to the passing motorist. I could hear sea birds squawking overhead; I always wonder why they come so far inland. The ripples in the water were coming straight toward me, pushed by the wind. It gave the sense that I was moving as if in a canoe. Off in the distance I could hear the sound of passing cars and trucks, and suddenly they seemed oddly of place when just a few minutes ago it was me who felt oddly out of place. It was a wonderful realization.
back in 9th grade, when I had a hard time finding friends I could count on and used to spend my days being home alone, my mum gave me a card for my birthday with this quote on it: "Good friends are like stars - you don't always see them, but you know they are always there." (unknown author). I had it on my wall and it gave me a comforting feeling whenever I looked at it. somehow I knew that one day, that quote would be true.
exactly five years later I was sitting on the wall of a ruin on top of a hill in the middle of the night, surrounded by my friends, to party into my birthday. and suddenly I remembered that quote. and I realized that it had become true. in that moment, some of my friends were present and others weren't, but I knew that all of them would always be there for me, whether I could see them or not. I took this photograph just before we left, without second thoughts, and forgot about it until I got my films developed. it wasn’t until now that I realized how well all that would go together.
my scanner created the "stars"
september 17, 2010
this collage was made up of several other photos i've taken during this month, assembled together, to convey one statement....
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Mural entitled "Realization of Your Own Creation" by Nychos aka @nychos, seen at 694 Mateo Street in the Arts District of Los Angeles, California.
Photo by James aka Urbanmuralhunter on that other photo site.
Edit by Teee.
The Vietnam Traveling Memorial Wall is a 3/5 scale replica of the Vietnam Memorial in Washington DC. It stands six feet tall at the center and covers almost 300 feet from end to end. 58,195 names of fallen servicemen and women are inscribed on it.
This Traveling Memorial stands as a reminder of the great sacrifices made during the Vietnam War. It was made for the purpose of helping heal and rekindle friendships and to allow people may not be able to make the trip to Washington DC the opportunity to visit and honor loved ones in their home town.
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Wie entscheiden Sie ?
Mit Herz oder Verstand, mit Intuition oder genauer Analyse ihres Zeitbudgets ?
Vielleicht hilft eine neue Erkenntnis von Forschern weiter : Je mehr es zu bedenken gibt, desto weniger sollte man darüber nachdenken.
Klingt paradox. Aber das ist kluges Entscheiden häufig.
How do you decide?
With heart or understanding, with intuition or exact analysis of your time budget? Perhaps a new realization of researchers helps: The more it to consider gives, the less should think one about it. Sounds paradoxical. But that is frequent intelligent deciding.
A beautiful garden does not need to be big, but it should be the realization of one’s dream, even though it is only a couple of square metres large and it is situated on a balcony”.
So explained Captain Neil Mc Eacharn, the man who created these marvellous gardens. Many thousands of plants, brought from the far corners of the world, and rare collections, some of them unique in Europe and acclimatized after long laborious efforts, have been arranged with art in this beautiful setting, between the mountains and the lake.
In facts, back in 1931 the Scottish Captain decided to buy the estate called “La Crocetta” from the Marquise of Sant’Elia to transform it into a specimen of English Garden, situated in a strip of Italy which could remind him of his native Scotland, though it has more softness and wealth of tones. This work had to meet two basic requirements: the aesthetical and the botanical one. Botanical exigencies, as the different vegetations had to find the most ideal conditions of ground and climate. The stages of the creation of the new gardens saw different working stages, until their termination in 1940.
Amongst the most significant works are: the “Valletta”, created by large scale excavations; the irrigation plant, fed by water pumped directly from the lake to a reservoir from which it is conveyed to the furthest limits of the garden; the Terraced Gardens with waterfalls, swimming pool, water lily and lotus pools; the Winter Garden and the Bog Garden; ornamental fountains and water sprays.
Having, so, realized his garden, which he named Villa Taranto in memory of an ancestor Marshall McDonald, on whom Napoleon conferred the Dukedom of Taranto, Captain Mc Eacharn wanted to ensure that his work would be continued after him and with great generosity presented it to the Italian State.
The burden of maintaining the estate was taken over by the Ente Giardini Botanici Villa Taranto “Cap. Neil Mc Eacharn” after the founder’s death on April 18, 1964. He was buried in a chapel - mausoleum built for the purpose, in the gardens. In the same mausoleum now rest also the estate’s administrator Antonio Cappelletto and his family. The purpose of this Ente is to preserve for Italy and the world this incomparable botanical treasure and its natural beauties.
When visiting the gardens, one can find dream landscapes and captivating reflections in the water of mysterious flowers, sacred to Egyptian mythology. From the romantic Valletta to the carpets of heathers, from the hot-houses with the “Victoria Amazonica” to the Azalea, Maple, Rhododendron and Camellia avenues, from the rare lilies and the gardens of Dahlias with more than 300 varieties to the myriad hues of spring blooms, against the background of the Italian Garden or in the mellow glow of autumn, VILLA TARANTO rewards the visitor with endless scenes of changing beauty and deep inner poetry.
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Taken when I shot a few photos for Jilted. This was one of the first shots I took.
There was something about this one for me that made me add it to the set. It's not perfect, but looking at this, it doesn't feel like it's a self-portrait.
I'm going to upload an alternate crop, see how that looks. No, I will keep it this way. The 'un-posed', caught off guard look of this works for me.
Hope you're not bored with these yet :P
Newer work for Jilted soon.
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As the glass falls to the ground, Matt comes to the realization that he is not in the place he thought he was. No this place is a lab. The chemicals around him distort his senses even more than they were before. A man steps out of a fog-like haze that was in front of Matt's already hindered vision. The man is wearing a mask to cover his face and a long cape to cover his body. Matt deduces that the large cape and cloak around the man is probably to hide the frail physic of his body. The mask however is a strange decision as obviously with Matt's lack of mask the man knows that Matt is blind. The man breaks the silence with a chilling and almost inhuman voice.
"Ah, you're awake and out of your cell. A shame you had to break your cell. Those did cost so much money to install."
"Who are you?"
"Oh, that's right, you might not remember me, seeing how the last time we talked you were under the impression of my new fear-inducing chemicals. My name is Mister Fear, obviously not my real name, but that's all you get for the time being."
"Where am I and why am I here?"
"You Matt, or should I call you Daredevil?"
"..."
"You, Daredevil, are here in my lab, just outside Hell's Kitchen, to be my test subject."
"Test subject?"
"Ah yes, like I said, my fear-inducing chemical. I prefer chemical over toxin as it sounds less cynical, but that's not important. What is important is the side effects of the chemical. The very real dream, or nightmare to be more specific, state you are put in is the result of the chemical."
"Why me?"
"'The Man Without Fear.' That's what they call you. I just had to test that. To my surprise, and mild enjoyment I found that the title is just a newspaper worthy title. 'The Man with Little Fear,' that doesn't really sell papers, now does it?"
Matt steps back to the wall and as discretely as possible grabs a piece of glass that was still connected to the wall.
"My pain will no longer be an outlet for your amusement!"
Matt charges at Mister Fear with the glass shard aimed towards the man's head. Mister Fear dodges the first swing, but unfortunately for him gets hit by the second swing which connected to his side. The pain of the cut caused the man to fall to the floor in pain and grab his side.
"No! Please!"
"n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness—an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you’ll never know existed, in which you might appear only once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway, as a lighted window at dusk." - From The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows.
A photo of a canna flower today. And I'm a little perplexed with this image.
Lately I've started to utilize LAB color space in PS, and to wonderful effect. It lets me bring up certain colors without altering the whole pic. And it lets me up the contrast without greying out details. It's really very powerful!
However, it doesn't always translate fully to jpeg. The LAB color space has far more colors than RGB - which is what jpeg uses. Normally this isn't a problem, but when I converted this back to RGB to save it as a jpeg, the colors faded a little. I've never had this problem before, and am a little bummed about it. Now, I know. You're thinking: 'But Jake, those colors are already so vibrant! How could you need more color?' Well, all I will say is these flowers were amazing. Even more vivid than this image does them credit.
I futzed around for a good while trying to figure out how to 'fix' the image in jpeg so it would look like the LAB version, but to no avail. All I managed was to apply some tweaks that got me closer. So this will have to do.
Please don't misunderstand me; it's still a great image. I just wish I had been able to present you with the version I saw.
Well, I hope you like it.
Another realization of MultiOutLiners project www.lightpainters.com/archive/lpwa/publication/115/index.htm
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"The Buddha is said to have given a 'silent sermon' once during which he held up a flower and gazed at it. After a while, one of those present, a monk called Mahakasyapa, began to smile. He is said to have been the only one who had understood the sermon. According to legend, that smile (that is to say, realization) was handed down by twenty eight successive masters and much later became the origin of Zen."
Eckhart Tolle, A New Earth
و مثل بادبزن، ذهن، سطح روشن گل را
گرفته بود به دست
و باد می زد خود را.
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Through life we dig ourselves a deep hole, that symbolize who we are. It can be really hard to get up from it, even though we realize that we have changed.
What circumstances made us like this? When we realize why the hole is shaped like it is, then we might find a way to climb up from it.
It´s not until now I feel like I have the power to become who I really want to be.
While the fog was pulled away by the constant pull of the ocean's current, a time of realization began to come upon her. A realization she was unable to express, but it meant something to her, and only her. Slowly she came out of her state she had been trapped in for years prior.
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Whoa. A lot of realization has happened in the past day or so. Some of my close friends and I were talking about Instagram, Flick, etc. and it was brought up how negatively I use them with all my rantings and such. As much as I'd like to deny it, I have to agree. It seems as if I'm never happy, so I owe all you guys a big apology. I'm still not as satisfied with my work, along with this photo, but instead go whining about it, I need to evaluate what I'm doing wrong and fix it next time. For example, this picture has a wacky composition. The angle I shot at is way off. What I'm getting at is I now know the steps I need to take in order to improve and get the quality shot I'm hoping for.
Also, sorry for a late post. As soon as I came home from shooting I took a nap and didn't wake up till 9 pm.
Name: Liège-Guillemins Railway station
City: Liège / Luik
Architect(s): Santiago Calatrava
Realization: 2008
This was my 3rd visit to this spectacular building designed by the architect Santiago Calatrava. I finally made some images that I think are good enough to put online.
Image info: 17mm, f8, 120 seconds using a ND110 B+W filter
This railway station was opened in 2008 and replaced a post-war building from the 1950's. One reviewer described the building as a railway cathedral - and it is true. The building seems to be a modern interpretation of the classic stations built during the industrial revolution. Calatrava's dome has equal grandeur and similar dimensions (200m long, 35m high). The extensive use of white makes the station look not only more chicque than its 19th century predecessors; it gives the structure an airy, light-weight and almost delicate appearance. Apart from its structure, one of the most surprising aspects is the station's nearly-complete openness towards the city centre. Where most other stations know a clear division between inside and outside, this station extends the public square right into its heart.
(text: mimoa.eu)
all architecture images: www.flickr.com/photos/martino_/collections/72157623978500...
Day 163. Yes, it's weird I know.... I had a frightful realization about how many more ideas I need to come up with, so this was a moment of anything goes :-)
Realization broke into a grin on the soldier's face. "Really? Then I am really, really happy for you. This day has been a long time coming. And I bet you've also been holding in that 'late' line for a while."
Liza grinned as well, the euphoria of her completed task bubbling through her tranquil mood and coming out with a laugh.
"You have no idea how hard it was to get this assignment before I leave. Eventually I persuaded Gikhor that we could celebrate the royal wedding by freeing Mythron of a corrupt politician and the Organization of rogue debtor at the same time."
Sven nodded. "Well, if you can tell the story as we walk, Dame Assassin, the Krak lies waiting for the morning tide to take you to Consord, and my cabin is a more comfortable place to spend the night than any tavern in this port. Shall we?"
"We shall."
Taking Sven's arm and beginning a recap of her day's adventures, Liza continued on through the celebrating city.