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I thought of my husband when I photographed this flower. He is a violin maker. This flower has its own beautiful scrolls. They remind me of the scrolls of his violins. Well, art imitates life all of the time. I like all types of art because art makes me feel and feeling is an essential part of being alive. A good day, afternoon, evening or night to all!
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Street photography from Glasgow, Scotland.
Colour re-edit of a shot from March 2017 simply because I have no new work to share. Hope you like it!
Late afternoon sun lighting up the cream-painted scrolled feet on the benches lining the walls of the rotunda.
"A table, a chair, a bowl of fruit and a violin; what else does a man need to be happy?" -Albert Einstein
Scroll of my daughter's Violin. HMM!
After scrolling through some photos from last year, I'm ready for the change of season and the snow that comes with it.
The glint from a fiery sunset looks glazed onto the side of a Union Pacific SD70ACe tied down near Lees Cross Roads. The locomotive was the leader on a Norfolk Southern train; the crew had cut away from their tied-down train a mile back during an almost-blizzard at the beginning of 2016 and pulled up to the nearest crossing to meet their jitney home.
Gli amici più speciali......Meticolosamente addestrato l'uomo può diventare il miglior amico del cane.
Ford
This album's name is dedicated to my favourite game of all time Elder Scrolls Online and race of all time, The Argonians (reptile humanoids). There's a story for you to read below about some of them towards the bottom.
What does Ku Vastei mean? Read below
By Lights-the-Way, Mystic of the Mages Guild
It is hard to describe the culture of my people. Often my tongue stumbles as I try to explain, but it is my hope that ink and quill will give me time enough to gather my thoughts. And perhaps, though such writing, I will finally connect the parts of me that now feel so divided; my homeland of Murkmire and my new life within the Mages Guild.
These journals are to become my ku-vastei. And, as I write that, I can think of no better topic to begin with.
Ku-vastei roughly translates to "the catalyst of needed change," though such a direct translation in no way does justice to the original meaning. Another translation could be "that which creates the needed pathway for change to occur" or even "the spark which ignites the flame which must come into being."
Perhaps a more direct analysis should be first presented. Ku-vastei is a noun, a thing or person. Vastei directly translates to change, an important part of my culture. Ku is harder to speak of. It is that which leads to change, though not that which creates change. An important role, as stagnation is a fate worse than death.
Take a boulder which sits atop a cliff, teetering in place. It must fall eventually. The ku-vastei does not push the boulder off the cliff; rather, it picks the pebble which holds the rock in place. And so it falls, not by a push, but by a pathway cleared.
Ku-vastei is revered, just as change itself is revered, for to look back at what was means to stumble as you move forward. Sometimes, a little push in the right direction is all someone needs to remember such wisdom. Other times, they may need to be shoved.
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Naka Desh Tribe
by Emmanubeth Hurrent, the Wayfarers' Society of Wayrest
My guide, Names-the-Orchids, took me deep into the swamp to meet a little-known tribe called the Naka-Desh, or Riverbacks. Few Imperials venture far enough into Black Marsh to meet the People of the River, and the Naka-Desh see little benefit in traveling beyond the boundaries of their Hist's roots. For that reason, most perceive them as a secretive and mysterious tribe. This misconception is made all the more amusing by the Riverbacks' boundless hospitality.
We approached the Riverbacks' territory via ferry boats. Our expedition encountered tribal sentries almost immediately. They floated to the surface of the water like turtles or crocodiles. I was struck by the wideness of their faces, the largeness of their eyes, and the broad webs adorning their forearms and throats. The Hist clearly provided the "right skin" for the locale. Riverback territory is more water than land—a drowned marsh navigable by small rafts, canoes, and little else.
Names-the-Orchids greeted them with a series of low croaks. They cheerfully repeated the sound before lifting themselves onto our boat. Neither of the sentries seemed familiar with Cyrodilic, so our guide had to interpret. She told us that the Riverbacks demanded tribute in the form of a riddle before they would grant passage. I detected no threat behind the demand. It seemed like more of an invitation than an order. I've no talent for wordplay, but I shared a children's riddle about doorknobs that practically every Imperial knows. As soon as Names-the-Orchids translated it, the two sentries clapped their hands. One of them pressed his forehead to mine, croaked twice, then both vanished into the water as suddenly as they appeared.
We spent four days among the Riverbacks—all but one of them on rafts fishing. Riverback fishing resembles traditional fishing in name only. Rather than hook and line, the Naka-Desh use large river fish called osheeja gars. Each osheeja is secured by a strange harness and bridle. When the Argonians find an abundant fishing spot, they release the predatory gars and let them snatch up the fish. As soon as an osheeja bites a fish, the Argonians pull their pets to the side of the boat and claim the fish for themselves. I asked Names-the-Orchids how it works. Apparently, the bridle prevents the gar from swallowing. She assured me that the osheejas are well-cared for, though. Until they grow too old, of course, whereupon they too are eaten.
Our time with the Riverbacks was not without frustration. Of all the Argonians I have met, the Naka-Desh were by far the least curious. Other than riddles, they had no appetite for anything we brought. They refused our food, took no particular interest in our tales, and did not even ask for our names. This disinterest combined with their boundless hospitality made most of the expedition uncomfortable. Names-the-Orchids chided us for thinking kindness demands reciprocity. As always, even these small disappointments teach us valuable lessons.
["the tribe is not currently in the game but in the world of the game"]
This is part of a door handle I found outside the Roman Catholic Church on Nevsky Prospect, in St Petersburg. To me it reminded me of a scroll in the hand. Some of the features inside this place are intact whilst a number of them have been ruined over time, by the Soviets Thank goodness the leadership has changed for the better and that's a big help to the Russian tourism. Even a sarchopagus had holes in it! More photos to come when editing done.
When the times of war comes... not only your willpower can solve things and finish your enemies, you need... more POWER! RAW PURE POWER, by sealing a contract with a ONI-Demon you will be granted powers that you couldn't even imaginate, seal your pact today with this Demon Pact Scroll!
A fully mesh scroll with crysp and precise demon-letters that goes behind your avatar in a arc, or straight pattern, it is fully modifiable so you can change its color... unlink the scroll pages to attach or add it in whenever other object you want!
"the letters are animated with a really crysp and gorgeous gradient effect"
#BackToSquareOne
Width of the scroll: 4,2 cm / 1,6 inches
Scrolled. Or screwed. Almost. Why? Because I almost managed to break my violin, the macro lens and the camera while taking this shot. What had happened? Well, in order to get the best shooting distance without piling box upon box and then my small table top tripod on top of it all, I mounted my camera on my small traveller tripod, camera pointing lens down to my violin's neck and scroll. So far, so good. I should mention, however, that, while the camera was mounted tightly and safely on the tripod, I had placed my violin on several cardboard boxes to get the right distance to the camera and the background. You know what was happening next, don't you? So I moved the violin, because the scroll wasn't quite centered, then thought "Why not move the tripod instead?," and... bang. Because the boxes moved as well. Next thing I know is that I still tried to catch the camera, but too late, the camera on tripod fell right onto my violin's neck. I heard a nasty sound. And thought "That's it." After a short moment of shock I thought, "OK, so you had a filter and the lens hood (which was still on the lens, but at a rather weird angle) attached, so the lens and camera are probably OK." They were. Phew. Then I took an anxious look at my violin. Still OK as well. Another phew. As it is, the lens hood (which is retractable, it's rather cool) had taken most of the impact, and all that actually happened was that the E-string broke. Huge phew. And the moral of this story? Don't place your stuff on cardboard boxes. Oh, and I forgot: this was lit from below and the side (right).
Needless to say I decided to stop taking more captures afterwards. It was late again anyway. Processed, as usual, in Luminar (develop filter, Accent-Al filter, detail enhancer, microstructure). Then on to Nik's Silver Efex for the black and white conversion. I started off with a preset this time, the "full spectrum inverted" (my translation, it's preset no. 018) which I still tweaked a little, then back to LR for finishing touches (colour preset "high contrast and details", yes, it works for b&w images as well 😉).
A Happy Macro Monday, Everyone!
Zur Schnecke gemacht
Fast. Fast wären nämlich meine Geige und mein Makroobjetiv bei dieser Aktion zu Bruch gegangen. Was war passiert? Um die nötige Distanz zum Motiv, der Schnecke meiner Geige, zu bekommen, hatte ich dieses Mal vernünftigerweise die Kamera gleich kopfüber am (nicht ausgefahrenen) kleinen Manfrotto Elements befestigt, anstatt wie sonst üblich einen Karton auf den anderen zu stapeln und zum Schluss das kleine Tischstativ obendrauf zu stellen. So weit, so gut, so sicher. Dafür kamen besagte Kartons aber als Unterlage für die Geige zum Einsatz, um genug Abstand zum Hintergrund zu haben und noch ein Stückchen näher an die Kamera zu kommen (das Makro hat 19 cm Mindestabstand). Es kam, wie es kommen musste, ich arrangierte die Schnecke noch ein wenig mittiger, verrückte dann das Stativ noch ein bisschen - und die Kartons verrückten sich dann wie von Zauberhand selbst, was das Stativ zum Umkippen brachte. Natürlich direkt auf den Hals meiner Geige. Krack. Ich dachte schon "Das war's", aber nach einer kurzen Schrecksekunde konnte ich feststellen, dass die (aus- und einfahrbare) Gegenlichtblende den Sturz abgefedert hatte. Uff. Nicht mal der Filter hatte was abbekommen. Die Geige auch nicht. Lediglich die E-Saite war gerissen. Glück gehabt. Danach habe ich die Kamera dann aber abgebaut und die Geige wieder sicher verstaut, Lust auf weitere Kopfüber-Makros hatte ich nicht mehr. Aber zum Glück war ein brauchbares Foto im Kasten, das ich dann in Luminar (vor-)entwickelt habe (regulärer Entwickeln-Filter, Accent-Al-Filter, Details und Microstruktur) und in Niks Silver Efex in SW umgewandelt habe. Hier habe ich als Startpunkt ausnahmsweise mal eine der Voreinstellungen (018, "vollständiges Spektrum invertiert") genommen und dann noch ein bisschen angepasst. In LR habe ich dann noch die Voreinstellung "Farbe - Hoher Kontrast / Details (ja, funktioniert auch bei SW-Bildern 😉) für mehr "Knackigkeit" verwendet. Ach ja, beleuchtet hatte ich das Ganze von rechts und von unten.
Ich wünsche Euch eine schöne Woche, liebe Flickr-Freunde!