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I know how you feel...
Avatars shouldn’t be so self-aware.
Jacket: Gabriel
Head: Akeruka
Hair: Dura
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Colour photos suit the times when Ivy (my Mum) briefly recognises me. It may last seconds, maybe two minutes then its gone. She goes back into another World, her private World.
I am so honoured to be presented with a certificate of recognition from sorority Delta Theta Nu. This means so much to me!
I was so shocked and very blown away to be told "You are seen". It brought tears to my eyes as life is not easy. Yet we still make the best of every situation and push through trying our best to sprinkle positivity. Thank you once again to the ladies of DTN! I appreciate you all so much ♥
Sitting on the window-sill and enjoying the low afternoon sun. Illuminated and in sharp focus is the "good" eye, the one I use for photography. The other one plays second fiddle. However, none of them was really involved in taking this self-portrait. It was the artificial eye of the camera in connection with a clever algorithm (automatic eye recognition) that kicked in when I pressed the shutter release (via a long cable). This is one of the situations where camera technology enables me to do things with ease that, if done manually, would have been quite difficult to achieve.
Holga 120N, neutral density soft surround filter, HP5+
D-76 1+2, 12½ min
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Recent research in Cambridge has shown that sheep can recognise human faces when encouraged by a wee treat, such as Baa-rack Obama’s and Emma Watson’s. Our neighbours may of recognized me, but they were not used to me jumping into their space in order to shoot the setting sun.
A Cokin diffuser filter was used on camera.
This is a National Site of Recognition for Thalidomode Victims and Their Families. It lists a timeline of how the tragedy unfolded. In 2020 the Australian Government acknowledged the victims and provides lifetime support to the survivors ( how many decades later!)
Image taken at The Shipyards, North Vancouver.
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Glaub nicht dais ich werbe.
Engel, und wurb uch duch aych! Du kommst nicht. Denn mein
Anruf ist immer voll Hinweg; wider so starke
Stromung kannstdu nicht schreiten. Wie ein gestreckter
Arm ist mein Rufen. Und seine zum Greifen
oben offene Hand bleibt vordir
offen, wie Abwehr und Warnung.
Unfislicher, weitauf.
Could it be / that with loss of recognition / of structure and function / the sense of beauty grows? / or not?
I went to see my Brother today.
He later admitted that he didn't recognise me when he answered the door. I'm not sure whether that's a good thing or a bad thing...
Seen through the workings of the Erie steam shovel, Kerr Stuart 0-4-0 saddle tank 'Stanhope', works number 2395 built in 1917, visiting Threlkeld Quarry in Cumbria from the Apedale Valley Light Railway, on 24th July 2015. A narrow gauge locomotive with a remarkable history, surviving against all odds.
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The reality of naïve art.
Still life with oil heater, 1944, by Sipke Houtman (1871-1945). From the exhibition Naïve Realism in Museum MORE Gorssel NL.
More Naïve Realism at my Blog:
johanphoto.blogspot.com/2023/10/naief-realisme-naive-real...
The golden opportunity you are seeking is in yourself. It is not in your environment, it is not in luck or chance, or the help of others; it is in yourself alone.
-- Orison Swett Marden (among many, many others)
(Note: Typically, I immediately eliminate any photo w/a sun flare. In this case, slight as it is, it seemed to serve an appropriate accent. Comments, of course, welcome...)
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