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Cry of the Valkyries
Vallaha as Valkyries scream from
the depths of hell.
Charging out
into the vacuum
of an unoccupied mind
deafening all who listen
to their monstrous cry
from the bleak wilderness
called Vallaha.
Scream out to Odin
the scourger, charmer, enchanter.
Bewitched sinner sirens,
resonant, ensouling the strings
of unattended souls.
Lyrics whispered into
the trance of an ephemeral ballet
yet, appearing
epic in length and nature.
*Bill Doggett
Portrait of the lovely Green Imperial Pigeon (Ducula aenea), which is a large forest pigeon. The green imperial pigeon is a large, plump pigeon, 45 cm in length. Its back, wings and tail are metallic green. The head and underparts are white, apart from maroon undertail coverts. Sexes are similar. The bird`s call is deep and resonant, and is often the first indication of the presence of this treetop species.
This is a forest species which is a widespread resident breeding bird in tropical southern Asia from India east to Indonesia.
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It was at some point while watching Lemonade, as I wondered why I resonated with an experience I never had, that I realized I was going through the stages of grief--something new, to be sure. I decided I'd take some of the most resonant parts and Flickr them at some point in the future. Therapy.
You can taste the dishonesty
It's all over your breath
As you pass it off so cavalier
But even that's a test;
Constantly aware of it all
My lonely ear
Pressed against the walls of your world
Pray to catch you whispering.
I pray you catch me listening.
What are you doing, my love?
[taken at Arranmore.]
Chorrera
(900 – 300 a.C.)
Chorrera is the most widespread culture in Ecuador. It represents the antecedent of later culture that flourished during the Period of Regional Development.
It was a markedly hierarchical society with specific specialization’s as evidenced by the extraordinary technical and artistical quality of Chorrera pottery. Fruits, animals and human beings were represented with numberless details, which makes this ceramic tradition unique in the native archaeology of Ecuador.
The most interesting piece is the whistle-bottle that reproduces the sounds of different animals when water is poured into it and the air contained in the bottle moves through a resonant box. Not less extraordinary is the decorative technique of iridescence whose quality has not been surpassed by any other native culture in Ecuador.
Wikipedia: The greater coucal or crow pheasant (Centropus sinensis), is a large non-parasitic member of the cuckoo order of birds, the Cuculiformes. A widespread resident in the Indian Subcontinent and Southeast Asia, it is divided into several subspecies, some being treated as full species. They are large, crow-like with a long tail and coppery brown wings and found in a wide range of habitats from jungle to cultivation and urban gardens. They are weak fliers, and are often seen clambering about in vegetation or walking on the ground as they forage for insects, eggs and nestlings of other birds. They have a familiar deep resonant call which is associated with omens in many parts of its range.
This vocalizing Sandhill Crane was among a small number that reside year-round at the Reifel Bird Sanctuary near Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada. This species has a resoundingly loud, resonant call.
En el corazón de la mina más secreta,
En el interior del fruto más distante,
En la vibración de la nota más discreta,
En la caracola espiral y resonante,
En la capa más densa de pintura,
En la vena que en el cuerpo más nos sonde,
En la palabra que diga más blandura,
En la raíz que más baje, más esconda,
En el silencio más hondo de esta pausa,
Donde la vida se hizo eternidad,
Busco tu mano y descifro la causa
De querer y no creer, final, intimidad.
J.Saramago.
In the heart of the most secret mine,
Inside the most distant fruit,
In the vibration of the most discreet note,
In the spiral and resonant conch,
In the densest layer of paint,
In the vein that probes us the most in the body,
In the word that says softer,
In the root that goes lower, the more it hides,
In the deepest silence of this pause,
Where life became eternity,
I look for your hand and decipher the cause
Of wanting and not believing, final, intimacy
The works remind me Fernando Botero Angulo's sculptures.
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Chorrera
(900 – 300 a.C.)
Chorrera is the most widespread culture in Ecuador. It represents the antecedent of later culture that flourished during the Period of Regional Development.
It was a markedly hierarchical society with specific specialization’s as evidenced by the extraordinary technical and artistical quality of Chorrera pottery. Fruits, animals and human beings were represented with numberless details, which makes this ceramic tradition unique in the native archaeology of Ecuador.
The most interesting piece is the whistle-bottle that reproduces the sounds of different animals when water is poured into it and the air contained in the bottle moves through a resonant box. Not less extraordinary is the decorative technique of iridescence whose quality has not been surpassed by any other native culture in Ecuador.
Chorrera
(900 – 300 a.C.)
Chorrera is the most widespread culture in Ecuador. It represents the antecedent of later culture that flourished during the Period of Regional Development.
It was a markedly hierarchical society with specific specialization’s as evidenced by the extraordinary technical and artistical quality of Chorrera pottery. Fruits, animals and human beings were represented with numberless details, which makes this ceramic tradition unique in the native archaeology of Ecuador.
The most interesting piece is the whistle-bottle that reproduces the sounds of different animals when water is poured into it and the air contained in the bottle moves through a resonant box. Not less extraordinary is the decorative technique of iridescence whose quality has not been surpassed by any other native culture in Ecuador.
... imagine to be here, walking under the sun and looking at the sea nothing else,
YOU AND THE INFINITY
Beauty and Serenity, here...
a wonderful, magic moment....
AND HAPPY FANCE FRIDAY, MY FRIENDS...
In Livorno, lands of flavours, sea and culture, yu can enjoy an incredible view of the Tyrrhenian Sea thanks to the winding road that follows the sea and ends on the Mascagni Terrace. A superb square which opens on to the Livorno coast and offers a breathtaking view.
The black and white pavement, the columned bannister, and the music stand—a round tempietto which used to host events and concerts—make this an elegant and refined terrace. It was constructed in 1925 and dedicated to Costanzo Ciano, though the architectural style is not resonant with the artistic principles of the Fascist period.
The terrace is a reference point for Livornesi and visitors alike, and the section of the walkway that leads from here to the Accademia offers not only a unique view of the sea, but also the majestic palaces, gardens and historical buildings of Livorno.
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Large plain heron. Dark gray overall with a paler, more brownish neck. Lacks the black head and neck markings of the slightly smaller Gray Heron. Tends to be solitary, only rarely seen in small flocks. Typically restricted to the coast, where it inhabits mangroves, lagoons, and offshore islands, but infrequently seen inland. Rather vocal for a heron, often giving a deep, horrifically resonant roar when flushed or on the nest. (eBird)
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We saw this wonderful heron on our first day, but at such a distance that it was little more than some heat-hazy pixels. Then, a few days later, this bird landed on the river bank opposite our position. Just as well it was opposite since this is a full-frame shot of this super long-billed bird.
Sungei Buloh Wetland Reserve, Singapore. March 2024.
Birding Singapore.
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Large emerald-green barbet with a heavy dark bill. Unlike many barbets, exhibits strong sexual dimorphism: male has yellow, black, blue, and red facial patches, while the female only has blue and red. Like other barbets, can be difficult to spot up in the canopy. Listen for its songs, an incessant series of gulping, concise hoots, or a string of trilling that eventually slows and lapses into hoots; notes have a “tapping” quality different from that of the more resonant Red-crowned Barbet. Inhabits all manner of forested lowland habitats, from primary tracts of forest to parks and gardens. (eBird)
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We had briefly seen the female barbet a couple of days before, so seeing the male on our last day of birding in Thailand was a bonus. He had found a nice juicy grub for lunch and was enjoying it high in the canopy. At least this position gave us a great look at his signature red throat.
Here's a link to our Thailand bird trip list: ebird.org/tripreport/328567
Khao Pra – Bang Khram Wildlife Sanctuary, Trang, Thailand. March 2025.
Rockjumper Birding Tours.
When we see something beautiful in nature that moves us, it stirs something within us. A promise of something beyond what we can experience with our limited senses. Something more profound than anything we can know with the thinking mind. It’s something that you feel deeply. Sometimes, it can move you to tears. German sociologist and writer Hartmut Rosa calls this resonance. “[Resonance is a] kind of relationship to the world, formed through affect and emotion, intrinsic interest, and perceived self-efficacy, in which subject and world are mutually affected and transformed.”
We can experience resonance in a variety of ways, not only in nature, and we can learn to welcome these experiences through stillness and alertness. Resonant moments make life beautiful and worth living and are essential for our collective evolution.
If you are interested in reading more, I recommend The Uncontrollability of the World by Hartmut Rosa. The following interview with Rosa is also excellent: Episode 8 - Resonance and Uncontrollability.
Male is unique dark gray-blue above with a white throat, thin black chinstrap, and white undersides and tail base (often flashed when in flight). Female is plainer, dark brown above and lighter tan brown below, with a rufous-tinged tail; weak contrast and overall dark coloration distinguish her from other brown female flycatchers. Breeds in high-altitude and foothill forests and descends downhill to winter in scrubby areas, often in second growth. Often forages close to the ground. Song consists of an endless series of high, whistled “chee-chee-wit!”, often given from a low, hidden perch. Also gives hard, resonant “tak” notes.
Corbett National Park (Dhikala), Uttarakhand, India. January 2015.
The Coot likes permanent wetlands like larger ponds and lakes. It is larger than the Moorhen, in size and shape, has a short tail and small head., and, like the Moorhen, nods its head whilst swimming. Overall blackish in colour, it has a distinctive white bill and shield on the forehead.
Coots dive from the water surface for underwater food. On being disturbed they scuttle along the surface of the water in a half-hearted attempt at flight. The Coot calls its own name - a resonant 'coot' - revealing its presence even from the midst of reeds- this is how I found this one.
Yonggo (용고), also known as the Dragon Drum, is a ceremonial and military instrument historically referred to as Haenggo (procession drum). Traditionally, it set the rhythm for royal processions and military marches of the Joseon Dynasty, its deep, resonant sound serving as the backbone of Daechwita (대취타), the court music performed on such occasions.
The example located at Gyeongbokgung Palace (경복궁), with Heungnyemun Gate (興禮門) visible in the background, is monumental in scale and richly decorated with a dragon motif, a symbol of royal authority. Unlike the portable drums once carried in actual processions, this large, stand-mounted version serves as a striking centerpiece for modern ceremonial reenactments, such as the Changing of the Guard.
To read more about my recent exploits in the Sierras, please read Exploring The Range Of Light, Part II which was just posted today on The Resonant Landscape.
After taking the earlier photo of the moonlight hitting El Capitan, the storm began to break up and I was hard pressed to make it to around the loop a couple of times before the moon and clouds were gone. I headed first to Swinging Bridge where I continued to fight with my 24-70 lens in the dark, then up to the meadow across from the falls, Cook's meadow, and then off to the Gates of the Valley.
But before I arrived at the Gates, I came around a corner, just West of the El Capitan Picnic Area and slammed on my breaks. I quickly jumped out and grabbed the 12mm fisheye. I tried several compositions here before the clouds really began to fall apart, but I think this one worked the best from what I was able to get.
As for the name of this particular pond, this is the first time that I had ever noticed it as it is generally not there for about 8 months out of the year. I looked around for a name for this particular meadow but haven't come up with anything yet. It's located between El Capitan Meadow and Leidig, but not listed on any of the maps that I could find. As the Cathedral Spires and Cathedral Rocks are in the background, I just went with "Cathedral Pond." (If there is an official name for it, please let me know.)
The other cool thing about this particular evening was that there was just no sleeping for the die hard photographers in the valley who were busy trying to shoot moon bows and capture the breaking storm. I met someone from Eastern Europe on Swinging bridge...maybe Croatia? All of us were alternating between frantically trying to get the correct exposure and simply standing there with our mouths open. I may have mentioned this earlier, but I had never seen water levels like this before. There was already heavy Spring runoff when I arrived but this this followed by a heavy afternoon thunderstorm. There were waterfalls and cascades coming down from everywhere in the valley, and it seemed that the entire valley floor was covered in ponds in every direction.. It's very difficult for me to find the time to make the trip up to Yosemite during the Spring every year, but each time I make the 12 hour round trip, I have never left disappointed on the long drive home.
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Evergreen Brickworks Conservation Area
Toronto, Canada
The world of green is home to this bullfrog on a sunny summer day.
"The bullfrog varies in colour from pale green to dark greenish brown above, is creamy white below and has variable dark mottling on the back or underside. Adult males have pale to bright yellow chins during the breeding season. This species is distinguished by its very large tympani (eardrums), which are always larger than the eyes, especially in males. Bullfrogs have lateral folds but, unlike in other frog species, these folds wrap downward around the tympani rather than trailing down the back. Adult bullfrogs may grow up to 16 centimetres long. The call of this frog is deep and resonant – a vigorous, growling “jug-o-rum.”
The juxtaposition of the real world (the person holding an umbrella) and its reflection on the water (a blurred and distorted image) creates a striking visual contrast.
The coexistence of abstraction and figuration also offers the viewer multiple layers of interpretation, and the image conveys complex meanings.
Transforming everyday objects into artistically appealing images creates a resonant humor.
Photographed by Liu Huanqing at the National Museum of Science and Technology in Taipei, Taiwan, 2013
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反差與錯位感，真實世界（撐傘的人）與其在水面上的倒影（模糊且扭曲的影像）並置，形成強烈的視覺反差。
抽象與具象的並存，也為觀者提供了多層次的解讀空間，圖像也傳達複雜意涵的方式。
將日常事物轉化為具有藝術感染力的畫面，創造出引人共鳴的幽默。
劉浣青2013年攝於中華民國台灣台北科博館
Chorrera
(900 – 300 a.C.)
Chorrera is the most widespread culture in Ecuador. It represents the antecedent of later culture that flourished during the Period of Regional Development.
It was a markedly hierarchical society with specific specialization’s as evidenced by the extraordinary technical and artistical quality of Chorrera pottery. Fruits, animals and human beings were represented with numberless details, which makes this ceramic tradition unique in the native archaeology of Ecuador.
The most interesting piece is the whistle-bottle that reproduces the sounds of different animals when water is poured into it and the air contained in the bottle moves through a resonant box. Not less extraordinary is the decorative technique of iridescence whose quality has not been surpassed by any other native culture in Ecuador.
Köln, Carlswerk, Magazin, OLYMPUS Perspective Playground 2016, Resonant Space (2016) v. Marcus Doering und Ben Lauber
OLYMPUS art filter "Partial Color"
I just got back from spending a week and a half with some very good friends of mine in Northern Virginia. This is the ninth year that we have have made the trip as a family, and we have always had a great time. In addition to hanging out with our family friends in Virginia, I usually try to grab a day or two to spend with some of my photo buddies on the East Coast. One of those buddies is George Fletcher, who happens to live just a couple of houses down from our friend's home. George is a fantastic photographer, and I am always bugging him for new locations to shoot while I am out there vacationing. So two weeks ago, George dropped by at 4 AM and we set off for Great Falls Park, which is located on the Potomac River. Great Falls is operated by the National Park Service and the main problem that we faced as we arrived was that sunrise was scheduled for 5:30 AM but the park didn't open until 7:30 AM. We ended up parking outside of the park and hiking back in, arriving just as the sky began to light up. For more background and tips for shooting in Great Falls Park, feel free to check out today's installment of The Resonant Landscape at:
theresonantlandscape.com/summer-sunrise-great-falls-natio...
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For the past two weekends in a row I've witnessed some of the most spectacular light I have ever seen in my life. How did I come to be standing on the bank of the Owens River when the sky erupted last Saturday? First, there was Ryan Engstrom who suggested that we shoot in this location when we met up last year in Death Valley. But there was no snow to speak of last year in the Eastern Sierras and it added another several hours to my trip home, so I bailed. Secondly, I finally plopped down $30 for a one year subscription to Skyfire on my Photographers Ephemeris app, and it had the area around Bishop pegged at a 90 percent chance of a blazing sunrise for last Sunday. So at 7 PM last Saturday, I threw my gear in the car and I was off.
This was my third trip to the Eastern Sierras since Summer, and I have to admit that I'm becoming something of an addict. There's just something about that early morning light hitting the snow on the Eastern Sierras that puts this mountain range in a league of it's own. It must have been after a sunrise much like this one that prompted John Muir to write:
And from the Eastern boundary of this vast golden flower bed rose the might sierra, miles in height, and so gloriously colored and so radiant, it seemed not clothed with light but wholly composed of it, like the wall of some celestial city...Then it seemed to me that the sierra should be called, not the Nevada or Snowy Range, but the Range of Light.
For more photos and rumination on how insanely amazing the Eastern Sierras are, please check out my new blog post on:
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It's February and if you a photographer who is headed to Yosemite in a couple of weeks, you are probably already looking forward to shooting Horsetail Fall at sunset. We had perfect conditions last year for the firefall effect, and this year, most of us are hoping for more of the same, if not better. A record amount of snow has fallen in the upper Sierras and the falls are definitely flowing right now. If you have no idea what I am referring two, during the last two weeks of February, the last rays of the setting sun land on Horsetail Fall which is just East of El Capitan. Everything surrounding the Fall is in the shade creating a firefall effect which can either look like the earth split open and lava glowing from with in, or actual lava if you choose to shoot the very last moments as the very small amount of water coming over the fall turns blood red. In order for this effect to take place, you need an absolutely clear sky off to the West and you need to make sure that the Falls are flowing. If it is too dry or if it is too cold, the falls could stop and everyone shooting below is bang out of luck. For more on the best locations to shoot from and what to expect when you get there (upwards of 300 photographers crowded into mostly two locations last year and we ran into gridlock trying to get to our location) please feel free to visit my updated article at: theresonantlandscape.com/looking-fire-horsetail-fall/
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Ramva3 met with K’hall’s vessel mid-flight, its scorched hull trailing faint ion wisps. Moments later, Leska10 appeared—an escort dispatched to guide the two damaged orbs to sky dock.
Adrienne leaned toward K’hall, her voice low. “How bad is the damage?”
K’hall offered a faint smile. “Not catastrophic. Some systems are offline—we need repairs. These orbs were built for reconnaissance, not war. Their defenses are minimal.”
Adrienne at a nearby screen, noting the other Arcturian craft. “Your people seem deeply embedded here.”
K’hall nodded, his gaze distant. “We arrived on Earth eighty of your years ago. Emissaries. Our purpose: to nurture the spiritual evolution of humankind. We are guardians—not just of humans, but of all realms that intersect here. Intervention is rare, but recent developments demand vigilance.”
He paused, studying Adrienne. “Humans are not native to this planet. They came in ships, fleeing a cataclysm that shattered their home world. That diaspora scattered them across the galaxy. They are in a somewhat immature stage of development.”
His eyes flicked to Kayla, though his words remained for Adrienne. “Your bloodline is not ordinary. You and she carry the bloodline of Ikhon, a very advanced race of star beings. Your kind were sent… incarnated… into human form to guide and protect. You possess more power than you know.”
A shadow passed over his features. “We did not anticipate the lizards. Their influence over humanity is... insidious. We’ve yet to break their hold.”
Kayla’s voice cut through the tension. “There is a way to deal with the Reptiles.”
K’hall’s reply came slow, deliberate. “That... must be discussed.”
Kayla frowned.
Avhal’s voice rang out. “Axiom5 on visual. Clearance granted for Bay 8.”
“Thank you, Avhal.” K’hall rose, nodded to the girls, strode to the control room and took his seat.
The vast underbelly of Axiom5 was on screen, its docking bays aglow. “Bext,” K’hall commanded, “lock onto Bay 8’s approach beam. Engage auto-docking.”
Ahead, Ramva3 limped toward Bay 3, its hull damage stark against the sky. One by one, the orbs aligned and docked. A soft jolt. The hiss of magnetic clamps. Silence.
K’hall turned, his voice calm but resonant. “Welcome to Axiom5.”
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The greater coucal or crow pheasant (Centropus sinensis), is a large non-parasitic member of the cuckoo order of birds, the Cuculiformes. A widespread resident in the Indian Subcontinent and Southeast Asia, it is divided into several subspecies, some being treated as full species. They are large, crow-like with a long tail and coppery brown wings and found in wide range of habitats from jungle to cultivation and urban gardens. They are weak fliers, and are often seen clambering about in vegetation or walking on the ground as they forage for insects, eggs and nestlings of other birds. They have a familiar deep resonant call which is associated with omens in many parts of its range.
This is the third year that I've put together a video to look back over my shots from the entire year. Included in this video are any shots that I posted either here on Flickr or on my blog. Instead of posting them in chronological order I posted them from sunrise to sunset in a "Day in the Life" format. Unfortunately, flickr chops videos off at exactly 3 minutes, so the last few shots are missing. If you'd like to see the entirety of this, feel free to check it out on my blog, which also has the retrospective from last year as well. You may find both videos on their entirety at:
Here's to a brighter 2017!
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Kornhaus restaurant, Dessau, Germany
The city of Dessau, together with the brewery Schultheiss-Patzenhofer, commissioned the construction of the Kornhaus restaurant in 1929. The building was to be built on the bank of the Elbe river near the steamship dock. The name commemorates a historic granary that stood here until the 1870s. The commission was awarded to a draughtsman working in Walter Gropius’s office. Although Carl Fieger did not win the initial competition his proposal was accepted, most likely for financial reasons. The Kornhaus was built using a mix of construction techniques with brickwork walls and a reinforced concrete frame. The individual cubic corpora are grouped around the kitchen and the catering block. The upper floor included a dance hall and a restaurant area from which one reached the banks of the Elbe. The front, semi-circular building in the west was originally conceived as an open balcony, but in mid-construction, it was closed in with glass. The basement floor featured a bar with a separate entrance. Despite several refurbishments, many of the Kornhaus’s original features are still preserved. Renovated in 1996, the building is today open to the public once again – a historically resonant meeting place in one of Dessau’s most attractive places.
A splendid medium-sized inhabitant of woodlands; often found in pairs. Its iridescent blue-green back, smooth gray chest, and brilliant red belly easily distinguish it from all other species in range. Usually sits motionless near the middle level of the forest, but when feeding (typically on flowers and fruit) hovers conspicuously. Often found by its loud calls, which are somewhat varied. One common call is a “cu-cu-cu-cu-cu-cu,” often accelerating; another is a resonant quavering “cu-u-low,” given several times in succession.
Santiago de Cuba, Cuba
In autumn, a mistle thrush's song is characterized by a series of loud, fluting whistles with a distinctive "stop-start" rhythm, as if pausing to check its lyrics. Its song is deeper and more resonant than a blackbird's, but with pauses between phrases, unlike the continuous singing of a song thrush. The song is also sometimes accompanied by a harsh rattling call, especially when agitated or guarding a food source like a berry bush
We've blazed a trail in our hearts
A place to watch our music grow
A place to rest,so walk our path
To sing a song for every soul
And with a vision of heaven in our
hearts and the devil at our feet,
We ascend this musical staircase
Always crying,for we are the victims of love
youtu.be/2KsVPsT2pjQ?list=RD2KsVPsT2pjQ
The resonant frequency of love.
Barred owls have been living in my little neighborhood ever since we moved here in 1950, in spite of it now being in the middle of a city. This one is in a magnolia tree my father planted in our yard.
Barred owls (Strix varia) are the most common and the most vocal owls in Florida. Their calls, which include both hoots and various cries and cackles, are loud and resonant, with great carrying power.
We enjoy listening to them, and like the fact that they eat rats, along with various other things.
The photo can be enlarged for closer viewing.
People walking from these valleys and beyond to the south and east of Tellar; people who aim to see safely and with their own eyes the hidden majesty of Las Treserols (the three sisters of the lost mountain), will pass under this cliff sierra. A resonant troglodytic space would send dramatic volumes of song and chant to the passing pilgrims who may like to walk up to hear the acoustic and see the view of their lives and key passage.
Evidence of movement from the west can be seen in the artwork within, and in the existence of a carved Basque cross in the village of Fanlo (local to Tellar). some local names may have links to the Basque language.
AJ
Aerodynamischer Park, Berlin-Adlershof
The sound installation AIR BORNE consists of 15 resonant bodies spread across the grassy area of Aerodynamic Park in the form of shiny, red ellipsoids.
read more:
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Every time I visit the red deer rut, there is one individual that I award a special title to. He is the biggest, most belligerent bellowing beast of the contest, and the title went this year to this splendid animal. His voice was at least an octave deeper and more resonant than the rest, and his antlers were in fine form.
Most of the images made in the heavy mist that morning were silhouettes; I liked this frame as a bit of light caught his eye, antlers and muzzle, and the dew on his back, to give a bit more 3 dimensionality.
It was the kind of morning that feels like a secret — one you almost hesitate to speak of, for fear it might vanish if you give it shape in words. The air was heavy with a cool, silken mist, rolling softly across the ground like a great exhale from the earth itself. The rising sun struggled to pierce through, painting the fog in delicate shades of rose and amber. Each breath I took felt crisp and alive, touched with the scent of damp earth and autumn leaves.
From within this ethereal curtain, he emerged — a red deer stag, the sovereign of this hidden kingdom. His antlers, grand and sprawling, caught the faint light like the branches of an ancient tree. Every movement was slow, deliberate, as if time itself had bent to his pace. Then, he lifted his head and called — a deep, resonant bellow that rolled through the mist, a sound at once primal and noble, speaking of power, territory, and the eternal cycle of life in the wild. The sound carried not just through the park, but through me, stirring something ancient in my own bones.
In that moment, I was utterly still. Peace settled over me like the mist on the meadow. I felt no rush, no intrusion of the world beyond this scene — only the quiet certainty that I was witnessing something rare and perfect. Tranquillity wrapped around me, and I stood there, suspended between awe and gratitude.
This was more than just a photograph. This was a memory carved deep — a reminder of why I venture into the wild with my camera, why I rise before the sun, why I stand in the cold waiting for the world to wake. For mornings like this, for moments that belong to no one and yet, somehow, to all of us.
Even though my quick trip to Europe was three months ago, I am just now finding enough time to sort through my photos and update my blog. The second installment is now up and features an article on the magnetic draw that Lake Bled tends to have on Landscape Photographers from all over the world. There is just something about the way the architecture on that island interacts with the peace and solitude of the surrounding lake, nearby hills and distant mountains. Add to that the fact that mist will typically crawl across the surface on cold mornings and you can always count on a line of photographers on the shore of Lake Bled on most mornings throughout the year.
On this particular morning, I had just changed locations hoping to pull more of the island into frame when I ran into a workshop being led by Sean Bagshaw and Luke Esenko. If you get a chance to see Sean's shot, you might notice a few similarities as the man was literally standing about three feet away from me as I took mine. It was a truly glorious morning followed by a crazy drive over to the Dolomites to grab a Milky Way photo that night.
For more info on this incredible lake, please feel free to check out my latest blog article up today at: The Resonant Landscape
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OK...The original idea was to make a post to my blog maybe once or twice a month, but I have to admit that I haven't been able to get a new article up since last May. I'm hoping to pick up the pace as we head head into the Autumn months with upcoming trips to the Eastern Sierras, Germany, Austria, Italy, Slovenia and Croatia. Thanks for your patience. :)
Even though it is now September, the idea for my next blog post began last December as I began to notice all of the sunRISE opportunities that are available along the Southern California Coast, i.e. places that you can shoot the sun rising over the Pacific Ocean. These opportunities increase during the Winter months when the sun swings further South.
So, no obligation here, but feel free to check out today's new post on The Resonant Landscape which will cover all of the South, Southeast, and East facing beach areas worth shooting from Northern Los Angeles County down to San Diego. You can find today's blog post at:
Wikipedia: The greater coucal or crow pheasant (Centropus sinensis), is a large non-parasitic member of the cuckoo order of birds, the Cuculiformes. A widespread resident in the Indian Subcontinent and Southeast Asia, it is divided into several subspecies, some being treated as full species. They are large, crow-like with a long tail and coppery brown wings and found in a wide range of habitats from jungle to cultivation and urban gardens. They are weak fliers, and are often seen clambering about in vegetation or walking on the ground as they forage for insects, eggs and nestlings of other birds. They have a familiar deep resonant call which is associated with omens in many parts of its range.
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Karen Bergman and Nikolas Burkhart painting dots on Without Moving (after Guy Chase) at the Resonant Visions exhibition at McCormick Place.
The hatch marks on the right (that is on the side of the panel of the painting) indicate the number of dots that have been painted (1 hatch mark = 100 dots). Thus far the total is something around 37,000 dots. The number is not significant, but the counting is. Counting causes the process to involve a more significant intention and presence-to-the-project character on the part of the participant.
photography - tim lowly © 2011
Uncommon but unmistakable. Very large spectacular owl of humid evergreen forest in tropical lowlands and foothills. Often roosts at low to middle levels, usually well hidden in shady spots, and flushes easily. At night, favors open forest canopy and forest edge, but calling birds can be well hidden in foliage. Song is a resonant, pulsating series of deep hoots, sounding rather like a sheet of metal being flexed quickly
Father on the left and juvenile on the right.
La Union, Guapiles, Costa Rica
Photographed in Namibia, Africa from a safari vehicle
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Except for the body color, this hawk is a ringer for the Red-tailed Hawk found all across the U.S.A. It even sports the red tail.
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From Wikipedia: The augur buzzard (Buteo augur) is a fairly large African bird of prey. This species is distinct in typical adult plumage for its blackish back, whitish underside and orange-red tail, however a dark morph is known while juvenile augur buzzards are generally rather brown in colour. This member of the Buteo genus is distributed in several parts of the central and southern Africa, normally being found from Ethiopia to southern Angola and central Namibia. It is resident and non-migratory throughout its range. This is a species of mountains (most typically at about 2,000 m (6,600 ft) altitude, but up to 5,000 m (16,000 ft)), and adjacent savannah and grassland. This is a typical buteonine raptor, being a generalist predator which tends to prefer small mammals supplemented by reptiles and birds among various prey items.
Taxonomy:
The taxonomy on this species is not settled, with some taxonomists considering this species, the jackal buzzard, and Archer's buzzard to be within the same superspecies. As noted by taxonomists, each species is fairly distinct, having different calls and variations in plumage. While the augur and jackal have rarely been considered actually conspecific, the Archer's buzzard is sometimes considered improbably as a subspecies of the jackal buzzard despite a number of outward distinctions and having a rather allopatric and restricted distribution. The three species may be classified as belonging to a species complex. In 2022, the International Ornithological Congress tentatively assigned Archer's buzzard as being a subspecies of the augur buzzard (Buteo augur archeri). However, it may simply represent a color morph
Description:
Augur buzzards are one of two larger Buteo species native to Africa, alongside their cousins, the similarly sized jackal buzzard. Adults measure about 48 to 60 cm (19 to 24 in) with a large wingspan of 120 to 150 cm (3 ft 11 in to 4 ft 11 in). The adult augur buzzard is strikingly plumaged and essentially unmistakable if seen well. It is an almost black brown above with a rufous tail that stands out strongly in contrast. The primary flight feathers are blackish and the secondaries off-white, both barred with black. Below the chin and around the throat is mainly white, and the rest of the underparts and the underwing coverts are rich rufous. The flight feathers from below are white, tipped with black to form a dark trailing edge to the wing.
The juvenile augur buzzard is mainly brown above and rufous brown below and on the tail. It can be confused with wintering steppe buzzard, but the augur is considerably larger and bulkier with broader wings and a heavier flight style and an unbarred undertail. Although not as dark as the adult on the back and upperwing coverts, it is usually noticeably darker than a juvenile steppe buzzard. The adult augur buzzard has white underparts and underwings. The female has black on the lower throat. Juveniles are brown above and buff below, the underparts later becoming white. Juveniles are similar to juvenile jackal buzzards but are generally much paler below with bolder carpal patches and more clearly barred secondaries and tail. There is a melanistic form of augur buzzard, all black, except for grey and white flight feathers that are barred black and contrast strongly with the black center and a chestnut tail. About 10% of birds are melanistic, but the proportion rises in forested areas with high rainfall to as much as 50% in some areas. A somewhat similar melanistic morph of jackal buzzard is also known and these birds can very hard to distinguish, perhaps only told apart by the stronger barring on the melanistic augur pale flight feathers. Dark morph long-legged buzzards may also be confused for melanistic augur buzzards but are clearly more slender in the wing, less blackish on the body and lack the bold rufous tail.
Behaviour:
Pairs have noisy aerial displays, including outside the breeding season. Their call is quite different from their cousin, the jackal buzzard, and most other birds of prey, being a harsh, resonant crow-like a-kow a-kow a-kow or a-ung a-ung a-ung, drawn out as aerial display escalates into a longer, higher-pitched a-waaa a-waaa a-waaa. Pairs of augur buzzards usually mate for life but some polygamy has been reported in the species. The large (up to 1 m [3 ft 3 in] wide) stick nest is built in a tree or on a crag, and is often reused and enlarged in subsequent seasons. On average two (sometimes only one and rarely three) creamy or bluish white eggs are laid and incubated by the female only, although food is brought to her on the nest by the male. The eggs hatch in about 40 days, and after a further 56–60 days the chicks can attempt flight. At 70 days they become independent of the nest, but young birds may then be seen with the adult pair for some time. As is the case in other tropical raptors, the clutch size is relatively smaller and the reproductive cycle is relatively longer than in related species found in the temperate zones.
The diet of the augur buzzard is quite varied and opportunistic, as is typical of most Buteo species. It catches most of its prey on the ground, either by still-hunting from perch or swooping down from a soaring flight or, occasionally, from a hovering flight. They may also forage on the ground for both insects and small vertebrates. The primary foods for augur buzzards seem to include either small, terrestrial mammals or reptiles, chiefly snakes and lizards. Other prey may include small ground birds (and sometimes the nestlings, fledglings or unwary adults of varied birds), insects, and road-kill. In Zimbabwe, 59% of the diet was reptiles while the remainder was mostly mammalian, led by vlei rats. At one nest site there, lizards made up 35% of the foods and snakes 46%. In Tanzania, the stomach contents of augur buzzards similarly consisted mostly of assorted rat species and lizards. In the above Zimbabwe study, the most often taken reptiles recorded the giant plated lizards and common flat lizards but could extend to larger and more dangerous prey such as Nile monitors (though doubtfully large adults) and highly venomous snakes such as puff adders, night adders and Mozambique spitting cobras. Elsewhere mole-rats may be preferred, such as in Kenya, and these are likely hunted largely from flight as their tendency to stay in the cover of tall grasses makes them difficult to still-hunt. Occasionally larger prey are hunted including francolins, domestic chickens, hares and hyraxes, although other than rare cases mainly the juveniles of these prey types are targeted (especially in the case of Cape hyraxes).
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OK....I know what some of you are probably thinking: Bull. The right side of the frame is still daylight but you can see the Milky Way in the center left. This HAS to be a blended shot...right?
Not so fast. This is indeed a single exposure from a trip up to Big Sur last month and it's not even the shot I was after. I have another shot that I waited another hour or so for where all the daylight was gone from the sky and the Milky Way drifted to the dead center of the Arch. This particular shot was taken for me to just get a clear idea of where the Milky Way was as I was having a hard time seeing it through a light mist against the bright twilight sky.
Still not buying it? I don't blame you. When I first started shooting the Milky Way I was told that you needed complete darkness to view the Milky Way and that if even a sliver of the moon was in the sky, your Milky Way shot would be toast.
So what's with the daylight? Well...keep in mind that this was taken over an hour after sunset. It was only recently that I discovered that there are several different types of twilight. It may have been Royce Bair who first brought this to my attention. Civil twilight occurs just after sunset, which is followed by Nautical Twilight and last up is Astronomical Twilight before all daylight is completely gone from the sky. From my understanding, you're probably not going to see much, if any, of the Milky Way during Nautical Twilight, but it just barely becomes visible during Astronomical Twilight. Until I went back and looked at my shots, I had no idea that you could view any amount of daylight and the Milky Way in the same exposure.
I also wanted to mention that the Milky Way isn't what the Pfeiffer Arch is primarily known for. As the sun nears the Winter Solstice every year, the last rays of the day blast through the arch lighting up the beach in a narrow band of light. I was very surprised to find that as early as November 11, (which is when I took this shot) the sun was already a good 20 - 30 feet up the beach through the arch. I don't know who started the rumor that you could only shoot the sun through Pfeiffer Arch during the week before and the week after Solstice, but this was six weeks before Solstice and the sun was already blazing through.
For more info, photos and tips on shooting the Pfeiffer Arch in Big Sur, feel free to check out my blog article on The Resonant Landscape at:
theresonantlandscape.com/tips-shooting-pfeiffer-beach
Gear: Nikon D750, Nikkor 14-24
Settings: F2.8, ISO-4000, 25 seconds....approximately 70 minutes after sunset.
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The Indian eagle-owl, also called the rock eagle-owl or Bengal eagle-owl (Bubo bengalensis), is a species of large horned owl restricted to the Indian Subcontinent. They were earlier treated as a subspecies of the Eurasian eagle-owl. They are found in hilly and rocky scrub forests, and are usually seen in pairs. They have a deep resonant booming call that may be heard at dawn and dusk. They are typically large owls, and have "tufts" on their heads. They are splashed with brown and grey, and have a white throat patch with black small stripes.
This large owl with the distinctive face, large forward-facing eyes, horns and deep resonant call is associated with a number of superstitions. Like many other large owls, these are considered birds of ill omen. Their deep haunting calls if delivered from atop a house are considered to forebode the death of an occupant. A number of rituals involving the capture and killing of these birds have been recorded. Salim Ali notes a wide range of superstitions related to them but notes two as being particularly widespread. One is that if the bird is starved for a few days and beaten, it would speak like a human, predicting the future of the tormentor or bringing them wealth while the other involves the killing of the bird to find a lucky bone that moved against the current like a snake when dropped into a stream.Belief in these superstitions has led to the persecution of the species in many areas by tribal hunters. The capture of these birds is illegal under Indian law but an underground market continues to drive poaching.