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Me, standing on the balcony from our guest house in Unterammergau, Bavaria, taking a photo of the nice reflections on the door.
If I asked you what we're looking at here, I'd hazard a guess that quite a few of you would propose... well, what would you say?
And I'd say you were wrong. How far from reality could you get whilst believing you were actually in a Parisian metro station (St. Ambroise, to be precise, and let's be quite precise about our irreality, right?) seeing a girl being reflected in a mirror being peeked at by a shadowy figure in a stairwell.
So wrong. We're all actually looking at a bit of luminescent plastic called a screen. No?
Which got me to thinking about how far from honest to goodness reality we've actually wandered, this good species of ours, in the last few decades. Talking into pieces of hollow Bakelite. 'Listening' to vibrating cones which make us laugh or cry. And above all, having our emotions piqued by shiny bits of plastic, or glass or canvas of some sort or other. None of it 'real', as it were.
How many hours do you, or people you know, spend 'glued to the box', as we used to say. These days maybe it's an even more extreme form of irreality we indulge in, where we really do believe (almost) we're driving that racecar, thrashing Nadal or, most popular and fun of all, killing vast numbers of people in the most inventively horrifying ways possible. All in the name of good clean fun. Because we can't actually 'do it' in 'reality'.
Is reality such an awful thing? It would seem so for a lot of us. Although we might argue that watching TV or being immersed in Second Life or World of Warcraft is the new reality.
It's soap operas which depress me the most. Living other people's misery like it's our own. That and the slew of gory murder series you get all evening, every evening on more than one handy channel in the comfort of your own 'living' room.
I'm as guilty as anyone of living a virtual reality, and maybe even a virtual life.
I kid myself that I'm 'communicating' with people as I type these words, whereas, to extend my own point, all I'm doing is hitting a set of plastic clickety-clack buttons on a 'keyboard' in a certain order with my fingers and talking to myself about my thoughts. There ain't no-one 'hearing' them at the same time as me. Maybe no-one ever will. But then again someone just might. And think they're actually on the platform at St. Ambroise metro station in Paris looking at a strangely reflected reality (look closely if you dare) of sorts and imagine themselves 'there', wherever 'there' is. In which case, nice you could join me. I'll maybe meet you down 'there' sometime.
Reflecting Pool and Washington Monument at sunset. Washington DC, September 2013.
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reflect the agony that autumn descends upon you, call all living beings, scream, show your scars, announce your rebellion, pick up your arms, and reflect your past and reflect on your past. Put on your shields. Pick up your swords and your arrows and your bows. To annihilate autumn.
And yes, I am back.
The aliens have a base nearby, hidden in some cliffs.
They let me go out to explore, apparently not fearing that I would escape; after all, where would I go?
The origin of the pool is a bit of a mystery.
At first I hypothesized that the pool must be fed by underground spring water from the cliff; however, this assumes a groundwater pattern similar to what might be found on Earth. With no rainfall here, Earthwater may not be an accurate analog.
The opposite side of the pool ended against a cliff wall. The water there looked deep; it was dark, in shadow.
I entered the water, swam to the far side, and dove under. Near the bottom, there was a hole in the cliff wall. I went back up, took a deep breath, and dove. The hole was a cave, or a tunnel; it went back into the cliff. There seemed to be a light in the distance. I went towards it. I couldn’t tell how far it was. But I had swum as far as I dared; I turned back.
The water tasted faintly sweet, and did not seem heavily mineralized.
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Photo taken with a Nikon D70s
Color managed in LightRoom
Reflection created in Photoshop
Beautiful sunset reflected on the largest infinity pool in the Maldives! Best way to end a perfect day...
National September 11 Memorial Mission Statement
Remember and honor the thousands of innocent men, women, and children murdered by terrorists in the horrific attacks of February 26, 1993 and September 11, 2001.
Respect this place made sacred through tragic loss.
Recognize the endurance of those who survived, the courage of those who risked their lives to save others, and the compassion of all who supported us in our darkest hours.
May the lives remembered, the deeds recognized, and the spirit reawakened be eternal beacons, which reaffirm respect for life, strengthen our resolve to preserve freedom, and inspire an end to hatred, ignorance, and intolerance.
Mr Manning on the bus ride from the airport to the center of Barcelona on what was the begining of WSM in BCN 09....
This is one of a collection of sunset photos that I have taken and then created this water reflection effect in Photoshop. Taken on the Isle of Wight at the South of England.
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This classic auto, with the old Plant City High School reflecting in its polished surface, is itself a reflection of an earlier time.
An adult female Red-Wing Blackbird. Shot this image from a kayak with the 105 Nikkor. I may have had my camera in DX Crop mode to gain reach, I can't remember. Either way I wish this was a tighter crop but I couldn't crop any further without sacrificing quality.
Classic cars reflected in the flip-up front end of a Triumph Vitesse.
Taken on September 24, 2011, at the Gainsborough Festival of Transport (organised by The Louth & Lincolnshire Motor Club), at the Roses Sports Ground in North Warren Road.
Camera: Nikon F5
Lens: Nikkor 35-70mm zoom
Film: Kodak Ektar 100
Quite often, classroom activities go like this...I feel like I am treading on thin ice. At any moment, my choice of technology's going to break, the students' thoughts are going to float away, and I am going to sink!
So reflecting helps! How can I get a better grip on teaching and learning? I'll keep reading the ideas of others and reflect on what I've learned.
And I know that 21st C learning is all about walking along the edge trying new ideas and being innovative. I'll look back someday and see all the little ripples I have made along the way! I'll know that I have been successful!