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A repost because I can not show it any other better way right now.

“In the recognition of beauty, the eye takes the most delight in color.”

Joseph Addison

 

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Percipient object

Awareness unity

Classification event

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 ♥

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.

 

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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.

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.

“Everyone needs recognition for his accomplishments, but few people make the need known quite as clearly as the little boy who said to his father: "Let's play darts”

- Anonymous

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.

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...

My take of RomanyWG's cover of OUT OF SIGHT

 

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Musings of a 61/2week old,,,, left to right,,,, "I was sound asleep when I heard some weird clicking and opened my eyes to see what was happening and Yikes! there was a woman with a big black thing standing over me but then she spoke and I realized it was my great grandma taking my pic so of course I thought that I should smile" We had a lovely visit with Oliver,,,, a sweet and happy boy,,, so sad we don't live closer! wishing everyone a happy day and thanks for your visits,,,,

A certificate of achievement in calligraphy waiting to be awarded.

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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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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i was blown away by the quality of this street art on the side of a 10 story building in Sydney.

 

It is the striking face of Aboriginal elder Jenny Munro, a campaigner of aboriginal rights, painted by acclaimed street artist Matt Adnate.

 

Framed by dripping blue, black and red paint, Ms Munro looks into the distance with a mountain sunrise painted in her irises.

 

The portrait of Ms Munro took Adnate five days to paint, and It's a face filled with reflection and strong resolve.

"I guess we all like to be recognized not for one piece of fireworks, but for the ledger of our daily work."

- Neil Armstrong

The American Independence Park. Israel.

Male Egret approaches his mate.

 

Smith Oaks Rookery

High Island, Texas

Illusions commend themselves to us because they save us pain and allow us to enjoy pleasure instead. We must therefore accept it without complaint when they sometimes collide with a bit of reality against which they are dashed to pieces.

 

-- Sigmund Freud

   

I have been doing some product photography during the week and while I was set up took a few shots of this.. My Grandad worked for Rolls Royce and after 25 years of loyal service they gave him an ashtray (imagine that today)

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