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I’m sat in the lounge of our Anglesey holiday cottage very early in the morning, unable to sleep. Last night I did a sunset shoot of a location that the name escapes me and quite frankly is unpronounceable yet alone unspellable, but last night’s shoot is preventing me from sleep and playing on my mind.
As a family we don’t venture to wales very often, the last time was 15 years ago when my son was a baby and it must have been the week that they pencilled in to fill the reservoirs, which seemed to have the consequence of making the people we met rather grumpy. I was in my transitional phase of film and darkroom shenanigans, to digital snapping of my then new and very energetic and son. Let’s say that I wasn’t concentrating on making beautiful images of long sandy beaches with romantic lighthouses at sunset, but I was in my sunrise, nappy and feeding stage of development! Anyway this Easter, we brushed aside old pain and have given the red patriotic dragon another chance!
When I visit a new location I can’t be sure when I will venture back so I tend to adopt a very particular style of working that is counter to all the beard scratching, rulemaking, popular consensus that states ‘though must take ones time’, ‘serious work MUST be planned’, and my favourite, ‘important work can only be as a result of visiting the location multiple times whilst waiting for the light’. Well, these mantras that are everywhere need challenging. They are so pervasive in popular media that they infiltrate so many workshop clients’ minds, like an oil slick of cheap perfume invading your senses at the gym, whilst swimming away from the offending individual, it needs a good hot shower to rinse off the pollution to expose the beauty beneath!
Ok I will be honest here, I haven’t yet seen the images I made last night, (I was too busy getting to the pub), so what I’m about to say may be total rubbish, but it is my gut feeling that the method of working I adopted fit the circumstances best and attempts to breath downwind of the pervasive chemically infused nostril burning sent.
Ok the context. I dropped the family off at 6pm at the pub that welcomed me post shoot! I then spent 30 frustrated minutes behind some elderly lady on the trying single track roads traveling to the opposite side of the island. I didn’t know where I was going, but I figured that it would be that difficult as it was an island!!! Well when I managed to find the nature reserve I had been searching for and when I drove as fast as I dare over the speed bumps to the beautiful carpark nestled in golden grasses, swaying in the pleasantly soft caressing wind. I grabbed my gear and set off in what I guessed was the direction to the lighthouse. Well I decided not to ask for directions, or get my phone out to check, I wanted to gain the full power of the surprise when I topped the beautiful sand dunes, shaded by a forest of sweet smelling Scotch pine! Well what a shock! The lighthouse was at least two miles away along a massive beach! I must have the wrong carpark, but a bit of frantic GPS checking revelled that painful truth, I had to ‘leg it’ (with only one good leg, as I was supporting an ankle injury) to make the location in good light! I did consider getting back in the car and attempting to find a better solution, but I had to gamble the walk. So in my optimism that my ankle would hold out, I did! It was more of a power walk than a run, but when I eventually arrived at said location, I was very hot and in on a mission!
Now to the technical bit, (apologies for the readers that wanted to cut to the chase, I do have a tendency to attempt to use my misfortune to squeeze any semblances of humour, especially when it’s at my expense). Anyway, as you can imagine I was in a hurry to maximise the best light, at my calculations I had 20 munities. I wanted to focus on composition and exploring the new location and trying to make something different from what I had seen (and had brought me to the location in the first place). So in stressful circumstances I tend to keep it simple. I know my camera, I know my settings and I know its limitations, so I set it to them and start shooting, concentrating on composition and exploration. I slowly worked my way from the hunny shot. The one I know will work, but know it will work best in more golden light that will come when the sun is nearer the horizon. But instead of waiting there with the camera set up ready, I keep in mind the shot as an insurance policy and head off to explore around the less known unproven locations. I do this because I know that I really want to make something new and I have a preference towards being at the edge of the water and facing the setting sun (again counter to popular paradigm) but I’m on automatic pilot, I’m on flow enjoying the rock hopping, texture finding, exploring. I’m out of my safety net, but loving the adventure. I’m shooting everything that interests me, I know I will probably be making technical mistakes, some of the shots will be out of focus, some will have water on the lenses because I have forgot to wipe it away in the excitement, but some will be perfect, some will represent the joy I’m having, some will work because I’m not thinking too much. I’m letting my subconscious do the worrying and trusting my technical intuition through years of well-worn neural pathways that I will get it 75% technically on the money! But importantly I’m not stressing about the technical, I’m focusing on the now (pun intended but ironically incorrect) I’m choosing to block my nostrils to the technical and consciously deciding to trust my subconsciously. Mihály Csíkszentmihályi describes the process flow, and when having maximum fun, when totally in the moment, when in such state ones trust in the creative and the rejection of the technical to the consciously becomes addictive. Making images becomes about connecting with the now and in a sandal wearing, beard growing, sun saluting kind of way, works. Anyway, all I’m saying is that for me it works, my circumstance, my love of adventure, my utter love of the chase and additive nature of being in the moment focusing on pleasure of the natural environment all align to make whatever I shot last night worth it, even if some of them are technically wanting (but I have yet to find out if my surprise gem is there). I will post the result here and you can decide if I’m talking a load of rubbish, but hear me, it is lots of fun regardless (o:
Impossible (sometimes) to be perfect or successful in something all the time. Sometimes you just have to admit to yourself & the world you’re a loser in something & move on. And then when the anxiety & pressure of the embarrassment & pain is over who knows what might happen again. ♥️
It's really been a minute, flickr. Hello again, it me.
This work is from a new series of mine in which I'm exploring how the human body can both mimic and contrast the surrounding physical landscape, as a metaphor how we are all influenced in some way by our surrounding physical and social environment but have the power to camouflage or differentiate ourselves in new worlds. I'm simultaneously working to deconstruct the binary between portraiture and landscape.
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"Hold me close" she whispered into his leg-bearing tympanum.
"I can't not" he answered her softly.
"Do you love me?" She asked, her labrum trembling at the thought of rejection.
"How can you even ask me that, did I not stridulate you a sonnet to express my love? Was it not the artistry of the composition, the care of my song which first drew you to me in the first place?"
"Yes, but..." and she hesitated a moment. "There were others..."
"My dear, it was a song meant for you and no other. Can we not just enjoy the sunset and each other's company?"
She nodded and gazed into the distance, feeling some small comfort, though still wary. She couldn't help but feel like he wasn't telling her something. Later that night she would dig through the garbage to find a discarded flyer; "Lampyrid investigative services: shining a light on the darkest mysteries". She had to know...
An insight into the lives of the grasshoppers at Sani Lodge, Ecuador.
#jealousy #love #infidelity #drama #therealgrasshoppersofSani
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Yellow-throated males are “sneakers”. Their coloration is similar to that of sexually mature females, and they typically mimic female “rejection” displays when they encounter dominant orange- or blue-throated males.
"Goodbye implies loss or rejection but well wishes are meant for times when loss is undeniably absent." - Ian Cairns
For this week's topic I chose to work with oxymorons, a combination of contradictory words.
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Sometimes the body prohibits the soul from expressing itself.
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I believe there comes a time in ones life in which they must no longer fear being naked and exposed to the world.
Not physically, internally.
To bear ones soul and beauty marks. To no longer fear the rejection or obsess over the acceptance of others.
To bear yourself, which expresses who you really are.
And when the judgements come and the rocks are thrown, you cannot run from them. Because they will always come when you are living on the edge of the cliff.
Its okay to be there, because if you stand too far from it, you will never know the immense glory of the sea winds that blow up your body, through your tangled hair, past your shoulders and over you, through you, to cleanse you of all your comfortable fears that you so strongly held close to your heart.
You have to stand firm there.
You have to know that you will not fall, but there will always be a possibility.
You have to breath that ancient wind and know that only those who stand on that edge will ever breath it fresh, anew.
Its the embodiment of all who have cast their fears aside and given up comfortable circumstance for truth and life.
You know you are in the wrong place, at the right time, and you need to run to that cliff, to that edge of it, you need to shed your skin, you need to let down your hair, tear off your clothes, you need to breath the air that has traveled around this earth for thousands of years, you need to let it all go, and you need to start over.
I need to start over.
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Après l'avoir vu bâiller, se nettoyer, se gratter, chanter, dormir, somnoler, fuir dans son trou, nous examiner, réagir aux chiens et oiseaux harcelant... le voici maintenant qui crache la boulette!
Petit rappel sur le sujet dont j'ai déjà présenté le phénomène ici. La boulette de régurgitation (ou pelote de réjection), est une boule contenant l'ensemble des composantes des proies non-digestibles... Tels les poils et les os des petits rongeurs avalés tout rond! Beaucoup connaissent ce phénomène chez les hiboux et chouettes mais peu savent que beaucoup d'autres espèces d'oiseaux peuvent à l'occasion faire de même, tels les mouettes, goélands, cormorans, sternes, harles, certains limicoles et même les corbeaux, les corneilles et les geais, sans oublier les aigles, éperviers, faucons et buses...
Riders on the Storm
Genetic variation is the framework upon which evolution is based. Very simply, we all have genes that determine our every characteristic. Within any given population there should be a number of possible different genes that any one individual can have for any one characteristic. Let's say we are talking about eyelashes. The kind of eyelashes you have will be determined by the genes that you have that determine their characteristics. Long, short, thick, thin, dark, light and many other combinations, are all genetically determined. When changes occur in nature that might favor long eyelashes, those individuals with long eyelashes will survive more easily, while those with short eyelashes may not. It's an oversimplification, but it serves a purpose, so stick with me. Sometimes a species reaches a point where there is little genetic variation for a characteristic. In that case, all of the animals will have long eyelashes. When this occurs for many of that particular animal's genes it can be called a "genetic bottleneck." So what happens tomorrow if changes in nature make long eyelashes undesirable or downright deadly? That animal species, not having any other options because of a lack of variation in the gene, will die out, and quite possibly go extinct. So it's nothing to bat your eyelashes at!
Such is the plight of the fastest terrestrial animal in the world, the Cheetah. They may be fast but they can't outrun the trouble that is hidden in their genes. About 10,000 years ago a calamity caused the death of a major portion of the cheetah population. Those that survived all derived from a small group, leaving them with very little genetic variation. All cheetahs are so closely related that you can transplant skin from one cheetah to another without risk of rejection. Although it might seem to be a good thing, it really isn't. They are all at risk of the same diseases, and carry the same faulty traits. Male sperm quality is very poor making it harder for them to reproduce. 100 years ago there were over 100,000 cheetahs. Today, they number only about 12,000, and over half of cubs born to any given mother will not survive their first year. Add to that the problems associated with habitat loss, loss of potential prey, and losses due to hunting and the future for one of our favorite big cats isn't looking to rosy.
A mother cheetah and her fully grown cub cuddle in an area that has recently undergone a controlled Serengeti burn. It is dusk, light is low, and a large storm clouds have engulfed the area, swallowing up the remaining light. Rain is starting to fall, and clouds diffuse the evening sunset glow giving the skies an eerie, almost sinister look. The evening storm approaches quickly. They can't outrun it even with their great speed, just as they cannot outrun their lack of genetic diversity. Bigger storms lie ahead for the cheetah. Science and research may be their only savior. #iLoveNature #iloveWildlife #Wildlife in #Tanzania #Nature in #Africa #Serengeti #Cheetahs #DrDADBooks #Canon #WildlifeConservation
She is a postcard seller at Angkor Wat. She goes through countless rejections every day coz Angkor Wat is usually the last temple visited and tourists have bought their postcards earlier. I know that rejections are not supposed to be taken personally but still hurts....
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The next picture will be the last in the PEOPLE OF SIEM RIEP series.
#QuoteoftheDay 'The process of learning comes to an end when you reject and ignore the instructions.' - His Holiness Younus AlGohar
#quotes #YounusAlGohar #dailyquotes #dailywisdom #inspirationalquotes #books #reading #learning #theprocess #process #ignore #ignorance #openyourmind #openyoureyes #enriching #lifequotes #typography #arrogance #arrogant #cocky #behumble #stayhumble #rejection #listen #listening #selfdevelopment #selfimprovement #selfdiscovery #criticism
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Everyone says "love hurts", but that isn't true.
Loneliness hurts, rejection hurts,
but love,
love never hurts.
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How can you ignore this ultra hot goddess? 😭:) I had this idea since last year and was about to give this idea to someone else but the force/universe kept saying, "don't you freakin' dare" 😭:), orders are orders :). This drawing is also dedicated to the International Women's Day, to all the hard working women on this planet, all shapes and form :). For without a woman, there can be no happiness (ewww 😭:)) and man can never exist :). God is a Woman, nuff said :). For this drawing, 90% of the times I only used the oil pastel brush :). Oh , why choose Team Jisoo? a. Instant seduction 😭:), b. instant rejection 😭:), c. she's romantic, only if you look like Leonardo DiCaprio 😭:), d. no repeat scenes 😭:), e. a superwoman 😭:). Drawn using ps cc, cintiq24hd. Next drawing is still Rose' :). Thanks for looking. Enjoy, see you in the next life, just joks :), and sweet dreams :).
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Cumbres and Toltec Another fine rejection for a well known railroad photo website. Too dark and too grainy. Remember, ISO 500 is too much grain kids.
"It's only self rejection
With a mean left
Cold carbon copied coping
And it's mean theft
That's been left behind"
(Siverchair_Paint Pastel Princess)
As i sit here and write this
I ponder my ability
to finish my 366
It has become less of a joy
and more of a judgment
and that is not what i need
I never really liked putting myself out there
as there is always the possibility of rejection
I sit here
between
wondering
contemplating
it all
wednesday 28th october; postsecret #8
early this morning i watched "the butterfly effect" that i bought on DVD yesterday for £3. i love that film! i went to bed around 2am and got up at 1pm. joe has been at gazza's all day bumming the xbox so i decided to do some college work and format my phone card etc.
lyrics; bodies - robbie williams.
her body floats
adrift in a sea of pain
unable to accept herself
unable to accept the rejection of others
unable
©Teag Mcgillivary
After driving through Arusha Park, my guide and I would return to Mt Meru Game Lodge to rest. But with the view I had from my porch, there was no rest for me. I looked up one afternoon and saw movement in the far end of the little park, then what looked like spines appeared and when I looked closer and the creature turned around, I saw it was a peacock.
Obviously, there were female peahens close by, but they paid absolutely NO attention to him. There he was with the appearance of a Las Vegas dancer with a headpiece on. At times, he looked awkward and slightly off balance, but dejected.
When all of this drama was over, he finally struted over to me and stayed around my room for awhile. I will show you that image this PM. Perhaps he knew that I was impressed and so I was. It is the first time I have seen the bird trying to mate even though I have travelled through India and Sri Lanka. I was thrilled!
Sorry about the pipe!! Difficult to hide it and I wanted you to see him with a natural setting around him!
This letter originally belonged to my grandmother. After she passed away we discovered it and were surprised at how well it was preserved for being nearly 70 years old.
The letter speaks for itself and it remarkable to note how times have changed since then.
A nun is a member of a religious community of women, typically living under vows of poverty, chastity, and obedience, in the enclosure of a monastery.
Nuns historically take solemn vows and live a life of prayer and contemplation with a consious rejection of all worldly processions and comforts
( thanks to Jeff Wharton for nun photo and Nancy Planitxer for background photo )
Jesus had a date with destiny during that
final week in Jerusalem. The people
would either accept Him or reject Him.
And whatever their decision He was ready
to pay the price. He had come to do His
Father's will, and the banner which mark-
ed His final week was "Thy will be done!"
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"As we enter into this Holy Week may we
all be in awe of what He did for us!"
~Mary Lou