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There is that specific times of the year when I think you have elements and touches of all seasons in the landscapes. The greys of winter, the greens of summer, the reds of autumns and the yellows of spring! I do love nature
This image was was captured in the corner of a wild desolate field near the forest with some rocks and stones left to decay.
Met plezier keer ik tijdens de kalmere wintermaanden nog eens terug in de tijd - meer bepaald naar een uitstap op 17 juni 2008, toen ik met broer Wouter en neef Kristoffer de hele dag lijn 35 bezocht tussen Testelt en Diest.
Niet alle foto's zijn 100% geslaagd: ik vraag me heden ten dage echt af waarom ik zo vaak over het in de lente hoog staande gras heb getrokken.
Nou ja, er zitten ook wel pareltjes tussen, zoals deze DE6307 van (DLC) Crpssrail die met een fraaie containertrein in de namiddag ons standpunt aan de oevers van de Demer passeerde.
Dat doet er mij trouwens aan herinneren dat ik bij een volgend bezoek aan Testelt dringend nog eens langs deze kant ga moeten staan, in de voormiddag heb ik zelfs geen enkele foto van aan deze kant van de Demer.
Vraagje bj de foto: wanneer is DLC eigenlijk officieel Crossrail geworden?
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Back to 2008, more specific the 17th of June, when I spent the whole day together with my brother and cousin on the side of line 35 between Testelt and Diest.
In the afternoon we were very happy to see this colourful train loaded with containers on its way to Aarschot and further on.
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Testelt, 17/06/2008
Crossrail DE6307
41530 Ludwigshafen - Zeebrugge
Sculpture garden
At Duke Farms, the sculptures in the gardens are mostly 19th-century Italian works brought by Doris Duke’s family. In many 19th-century European and American gardens, these figures were placed as decorative statues, not always tied to a specific mythological name but rather to symbolic personifications. They often represent allegorical figures (Seasons, Muses, Nymphs).
I made these windlights to use either for a specific land theme or portraits, if the picture is going to be taken outside of the studio. Not relying too much on projectors but on the environment.
Windlights:
🌃 Night in my room - Good for indoors and balcony view. Night sky with stars.
☁️ Rainy day - Foggy day, make it shine with street lights and rain.
🐑 Grass field - For nature landscape. Beautiful with shadows of trees.
📷 Polaroid - Basic polaroid color with clear sky.
🌸 Blue Water - Dreamy blue sky with sun light. Nice with pastel colors.
🚲 Playground - A sunny afternoon for portraits and landscapes.
If you are curious, I share them in my store LUVN!
Apart from specific calls to advertise, and specific things of interest i am on permanent hiatus from Second Life blogging, Second Life in general. 2020 wasn't very kind, and the culture of SL is LITERALLY just becoming even more toxic as the days go by. In order to save myself the hassle i'm just cutting ties and walking off.
To be more specific, one of the pressed flower note cards our mother used to make. She was a very creative, talented, gifted person, and one of the many things she would make were these note cards made with pressed flowers from her own garden.
She had a patch of Queen Anne's Lace growing in the backyard for this purpose. I still have a small assortment of her cards left, and this one with the Queen Annes' Lace flower is my favorite.
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Pine Barrens Treefrogs have three disjunct populations within the Eastern United States. These populations occur in the western panhandle of Florida and adjacent three counties of southern Alabama as well as north-central South Carolina, eastern North Carolina and within the namesake Pine Barrens of southeastern New Jersey.
The specific name was named after Anderson, a city in South Carolina and is actually a misnomer. The first specimens were sent there and subsequently labelled as "Anderson, SC" as the location. However, they do not come within a hundred miles of this city.
Here in Florida, this species breeds in seepage bogs that accumulate in low areas where ample small deciduous shrubs provide cover and calling perches.
Some of the beach huts had just had a fresh paint job after the winter storms so there were some good colours to be seen.
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It was quite a difficult place to get in, unless you plan way ahead of coming and obtain the necessary tickets, otherwise, good luck. Even with ticket, with some specific reserved time, it was confusing where to go and what to do since once you get to the ticket office, you'd need to exchange your online tickets with the real tickets and there were lines of people lining up and which lines are which...(a long walk uphill to the ticket office where you'd get in). If you missed you reserved time, then you'd not be able to see some of the main places inside. All in all, quite a hassle, but I think if you go to Granada, then I believe that you'd want to visit this place.
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From Wikipedia:
The Alhambra (/ælˈhæmbrə/; Spanish: [aˈlambɾa]; Arabic: الْحَمْرَاء [ʔælħæmˈɾˠɑːʔ], Al-Ḥamrā, lit. "The Red One"),[Note 1][Note 2] the complete Arabic form of which was Qalat Al-Hamra,[Note 3] is a palace and fortress complex located in Granada, Andalusia, Spain. It was originally constructed as a small fortress in AD 889 on the remains of Roman fortifications, and then largely ignored until its ruins were renovated and rebuilt in the mid-13th century by the Moorish emir Mohammed ben Al-Ahmar of the Emirate of Granada, who built its current palace and walls. It was converted into a royal palace in 1333 by Yusuf I, Sultan of Granada.[1] After the conclusion of the Christian Reconquista in 1492, the site became the Royal Court of Ferdinand and Isabella (where Christopher Columbus received royal endorsement for his expedition), and the palaces were partially altered to Renaissance tastes. In 1526 Charles I & V commissioned a new Renaissance palace better befitting the Holy Roman Emperor in the revolutionary Mannerist style influenced by Humanist philosophy in direct juxtaposition with the Nasrid Andalusian architecture, but which was ultimately never completed due to Morisco rebellions in Granada.
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Taken with my "cheap" Nikon 24-85mm...
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I spent some time scanning some of my father's old slides. Most are from the mid seventies, however I can't provide the specific dates. As I remember it from trips with my dad, a colorful and busy East Deerfield yard is bustling with action, including a pair of B&M geeps and Alco S4 1268 getting ready to make it's next move. Fred McGinnis, March 1977.
The specific climate of my city. Next to renovated and new buildings, there are places where time has stopped.
A strange mix of different worlds was created.
Murals and graffiti only intensify this effect.
Audubon’s Corkscrew Swamp Sanctuary
Southwestern Florida
USA
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The raccoon was splashing around under the boardwalk looking for small fish in the water. The animal seemed unafraid and did not leave when I stood over it on the boardwalk. We had a brief encounter where I stared at the raccoon and the raccoon stared back at me. You can see it in this image. Its paws were in the water. Then the raccoon went on its merry way.
The raccoon (Procyon lotor), also known as the common raccoon, North American raccoon, northern raccoon, or coon, is a medium-sized mammal native to North America. The raccoon is the largest of the procyonid family, having a body length of (16 to 28 in) and a body weight of 11 to 57 lb). Raccoons are noted for their intelligence, with studies showing that they are able to remember the solution to tasks for at least three years. They are usually nocturnal and omnivorous, eating about 40% invertebrates, 33% plants, and 27% vertebrates.
The original habitats of the raccoon are deciduous and mixed forests, but due to their adaptability they have extended their range to mountainous areas, coastal marshes, and urban areas, where some homeowners consider them to be pests. As a result of escapes and deliberate introductions in the mid-20th century, raccoons are now also distributed across much of mainland Europe, Caucasus, and Japan.
Though previously thought to be generally solitary, there is now evidence that raccoons engage in gender-specific social behavior. Related females often share a common area, while unrelated males live together in groups of up to four animals to maintain their positions against foreign males during the mating season, and other potential invaders. Home range sizes vary anywhere from 3 hectares (7.4 acres) for females in cities to 5,000 hectares (12,000 acres) for males in prairies. Their life expectancy in the wild is only 1.8 to 3.1 years. - Wikipedia
We finally got to visit the windmill which is one of the biggest in Norfolk. It is quite difficult to get to as there is no road and unless you have a boat which we don't it is a six mile round trip walk although there is a tiny railway request stop fairly nearby. I was really impressed by the size of the mill so it was well worth the walk.
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There was a time when I'd leave the house with a specific goal of finding and photographing Anna's Hummingbirds. Finding is no problem. They're residents. (Even though they visit my backyard feeder every day and have for over 40 years, I have no photos that weren't taken in the wild.) Photographing them is slightly more problematic. First, find a flower that they like. Then, pick out one blossom that they may come to. And then, hope that one hovers for more than a second. It's obvious that they were taught to fly by Honey bees even though hummers have been around for 22 million years and honey bees for only 14 million. Takes a long time to strike up an agreement between species...
The other thing about all Hummingbirds, but the Anna's in particular, is that the sun has to catch the gorget (that patch of reflective prismatic feathers around the throat) just right to "light them up."
After 15 years of having a decent digital camera, i.e., one with sifficient focal length, I have perhaps 100 images of the Anna's hummingbird. This particular shot was part of a 15 minute period when I had the opportunity to get at least 10 similar and more-than-acceptable images of the bird. It was taken in a field just on Mt. Diablo and just behind a friend's back yard abutting that patch. Something tells me that this flower was a remnant from a garden that might have been there since the 1950s.
This is one of my top five favorite biring images. My favorite hummer took something like six weeks to get (flic.kr/p/wLwEQ3), six weeks of sitting every morning neat a Maxican Salvia Bush - their favorite - and waiting for one to fly between two branches. Perhaps I was confusing effort with results, but I got exactly what I came for and, consider that that was not part of a burst mode but, rather, 1/400th of a secind in time.)
Completed my first architecture specific workshop last weekend and it couldn't have went any better or been any more enjoyable.
Day 1 we photographed around Glasgow in the lovely grey weather and then headed east to Edinburgh once the rain started.
Day 2 we learned in-depth post processing techniques in Lr and Ps
Day 3 we put those skills into practice and all worked through our chosen image together followed by an open question/request session.
Was great to meet the guys who were really enthusiastic and produced very impressive images, I can' wait to see more.
This is a recent image from the Riverside Museum, Glasgow.
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I very much admire graffiti when it's done well, and I am amazed at the talent there is in our world. But my favorite is the work of Guido Van Helten, he is awe inspiring. An Australian man who travels the world and paints "Big" murals on "site specific" buildings and brings them life. These silo's are 30 metres tall and can be seen for miles.
The sociable lapwing or sociable plover (Vanellus gregarius) is a critically endangered wader in the lapwing family of birds. The genus name is Medieval Latin for a lapwing and derives from vannus a winnowing fan. The specific gregarius is Latin for "sociable" from grex, gregis, "flock"
In 2004, BirdLife International categorised this bird as critically endangered, due to a very rapid population decline for poorly understood reasons. The main decline took place between 1960 and 1987, when the known population halved; it is some 20–25% of the 1930s population levels. The current population was estimated to be between 600 and 1,800 mature birds in 2006, but is being revised to the upward end of that scale, possibly more, following the discovery of the species' previously unknown main wintering grounds in Syria, where 1500 birds of all ages were encountered. Additionally, in October 2007, a superflock of approximately 3,200 sociable lapwings were discovered in Turkey, according to Guven Eken, director of the Turkish Nature Association.The current IUCN classification is CR A3bc—meaning that the population is expected to decline in the next decade or so by 80%, but based on theoretical considerations and the known habitat destruction rather than direct observation of the birds. Thus, the new discoveries might mean that as more data becomes available, the species could be downlisted to Endangered.
Skyline of Frankfurt am Main seen by the blue hour. A specific feature is the skyline of the town whose office buildings belong to the highest in Europe. On account of that is called "Mainhattan".
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„Mit KI erstellte Fotos”
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Oenothera lindheimeri, commonly known as Lindheimer's beeblossom, white gaura, pink gaura, Lindheimer's clockweed, and Indian feather, is a species of Oenothera. Several of its common names derive from the genus Gaura, in which this species was formerly placed.
The perennial plant is native to southern Louisiana and Texas.The specific epithet is after Ferdinand Jacob Lindheimer, a German-born botanist who collected extensively in Texas for Harvard University professor Asa Gray. It is commonly grown as an ornamental plant.
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Since the little sandhill colts are still with us and we are able to photograph them I have had a very special time trying to capture the daily life of these little creatures. I do not believe I have ever had the opportunity to take so many images of a specific subject as I have these little guys but it has truly been awesome. I will miss them when it is time to move on.
Wishing you a lovely and blessed evening !
This specific aircraft, wonderfully restored by the Central Texas Wing of the Commemorative Air Force to original condition, led the Airborne Forces dropping paratroops in the early morning hours of D-Day, the Sixth of June, 1944. She reprised her role in 2019, carrying 18 reenactor paratroops & leading over 30 other C-47/DC-3's over Normandy for the 75th anniversary of D-Day. _DSC4472_HDR
Week 11 Theme - About Me
For as long as I can remember I have collected shells. In fact I love collecting full stop. As a family we collect comics, action figures, rocks, books. I had an almost complete collection of Nirvana albums. I love the idea of completing the collection and the hunt for specific or rare items. This is very much in line with my obsessive personality I am an all or nothing kind of person.
Last year I did a 10 things about me series here is the link if you would like to learn some more about me. I wont be posting a video demonstrating of my voice. I HATE the way I sound on videos!!
One of the recurring themes of my daydreams is the flashback to some distant thought or memory. Sometimes a specific event or encounter. Other times a snippet of a past conversation, now torn away from its original context. Was in the midst of one of these flashback the other day, recalling a moment with someone I haven't seen or spoken with in over 30 years. "Why on earth am I thinking about this now?" I wonder to self. I got to thinking about what led me to that recollection. Funny thing is that it's almost never a metaphorical direct flight. More often it's a cascading effect like knocking over a row of dominoes. I hit an initial trip wire of thought, and that leads to a quick succession of other (quite random) thoughts and suddenly there I am, caught in a momentary time warp. There's little rhyme or reason to it. The end product varies. Sometimes I return to the same place in time, sometimes not. That's the nature of a flashback I suppose, bringing back a repressed memory. In my case I'm generally not recalling any sort of emotional trauma. That's the weird part. The returning thoughts are often quite mundane, but for some reason were ingrained deep down. Now as my age advances, they float back to the surface. I've noticed another pattern where specific tasks (usually physical, not involving a great deal of thought in their own right) lead me back down the same memory path. Somehow the modern day task has become interconnected with a past event, and the connection can remain for weeks or even months until it is broken off by a new one. I've even noticed this in my sleeping dreams where I'll either return to the past, or something from the past will return to the present. This will cause me to remember things of which I had no conscious memory. I wonder if time is not as linear as it seems. I also wonder if any of this plays out visually in photography, or at the very least helps shape the way I see things when out shooting.
I associated this story with the little figurine in this photo I suppose on account of the missing head. A metaphor for daydreaming on one level. When I first encountered this tiny statue I was struck by the awful juxtaposition of peace and serenity in the lower half of the body with the ghastly decapitation. But even more startling perhaps is the seeming ease with which the two realms coexist...the past blending with the new reality. The perched bird seemed to tie it all together somehow. Anyway the mere act of photographing this tableau ensures that it will be available for future playback in my mind.
Swanholme Lakes, Swanholme Nature Reserve, Lincoln, Lincolnshire.
Swanholme Nature Reserve was formed from a series of flooded sand and gravel pits and has a mosaic of habitat types. The species found within them are important features both nationally and locally in terms of biodiversity.
It is an important wildlife site for Lincoln and was designated a Site of Specific Scientific Interest in 1985, and a Local Nature Reserve status was granted in 1991. The site was formally a gravel quarry, and now the 63-hectare site consists of dry heath, wet heath, sphagnum bog and open water habitats.
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As I'd mentioned on my Steam Sunday post this whole Duluth trip was planned and booked months ago for this specific weekend with the goal of photographing the Lake Superior Railroad Museum's 2-8-0 steam locomotive DMIR 332 on a series of weekend trips to Two Harbors. Alas a couple weeks before my trip it was announced that she was sidelined with a serious and expensive issue that would take time to repair. I was disappointed but hoped to at least get one of their classic diesels in its place on their Two Harbors excursions that were scheduled for Fro-Sun. Later my disappointment would really turn to dismay when they announced at the last minute ALL all the Two Harbors runs were canceled in their entirety due to an unrelated mechanical issue with one or more of their coaches on their second train set.
If it were not for what you see here there would not have been a single move on the Lakefront main outside of the immediate Duluth area where the short Duluth Zephyr trains run. However, I almost have to say that as far as consolation prizes go this is hard to top and may honestly be a fair trade!
A blast from the past finds a real live Duluth, Missabe and Iron Range ore train on historic home rails in 2024! The North Shore Scenic Railroad, the operating arm of the Lake Superior Railroad museum, secured a contract to move taconite pellet chips and fines from Two Harbors to Duluth and interchange to the BNSF. These cars are being loaded intermittently at the north end of the Lakefront Line just above CN's Two Harbors yard at a place the NSSR refers to as Marbles and then travel the entire length of the 26 mile normally passenger only route. On Wednesday September 11, 2024 DMIR 193 has 11 loads in tow as they pass over the Knife River bridge at its outlet into Lake Superior at about MP 19.7 on the Lake Divisio.
This historic route along the shore was built by the Duluth and Iron Range Railway in 1886 and was shuttered by the DMIR in 1982 and slated for abandoned. Fortunately it was saved in 1988 when St. Louis and Lake Counties jointly purchased the line for preservation and excursion passenger service.
Very much on home rails, DMIR 193 was built by EMD in Apr. 1960 as an SD18, one of nineteen the Missabe purchased, and was later rebuilt and chop nosed at Proctor Shop in 1992 and reclassified as an SD-M. Retired and donated to the museum in 1998, it received this paint job at Proctor in 2002 and is regularly used on the NSSR's assorted passenger trains, but for a moment has returned to its ore hauling roots!
Unincorporated Knife River
Lake County, Minnesota
Wednesday September 11, 2024
Most lionesses reproduce by the time they are four years of age. Lions do not mate at a specific time of year and the females are polyestrous. The average gestation period is around 110 days; the female gives birth to a litter of between one and four cubs in a secluded den, which may be a thicket, a reed-bed, a cave, or some other sheltered area, usually away from the pride. She will often hunt alone while the cubs are still helpless, staying relatively close to the den. Lion cubs are born blind - their eyes open around seven days after birth. They weigh 1.2 - 2.1 kg (2.6 - 4.6 lb) at birth and are almost helpless, beginning to crawl a day or two after birth and walking around three weeks of age.
Usually, the mother does not integrate herself and her cubs back into the pride until the cubs are six to eight weeks old. Sometimes this introduction to pride life occurs earlier, particularly if other lionesses have given birth at about the same time. When first introduced to the rest of the pride, lion cubs lack confidence when confronted with adults other than their mother. They soon begin to immerse themselves in the pride life, however, playing among themselves or attempting to initiate play with the adults.
The Queen of the Black Rock Pride was seen walking her cubs away from the commotion of the rest of the pride feeding on the nights successful Buffalo hunt. Captured during a photography safari on an early morning game drive in the Maasai Mara Game Reserve, Kenya.
Trichocentrum longicalcaratum in situ, avec taches dans les pétales et les sépales. L'imagination de la nature n'a pas de limite pour s'adapter á des centaines d'habitats particuliers avec des microclimats spécífiques, créant des especes d'orchidées les plus surprenantes les unes que les autres de par leurs formes, couleurs et parfums. Colombie.
Trichocentrum longicalcaratum in situ, with dots on the petals and sepals. Imagination of nature has no limit to adapt to hundreds of particular habitats with specific microclimate, creating more astounding orchid species one than the other by their shapes, colors and fragrances. Colombia.
Trichocentrum longicalcaratum in situ, con manchas en los pétalos y sépalos. La imaginación de la naturaleza no tiene límite para adaptarse a cientos de hábitats particulares con microclimas específicos, creando especies de orquídeas más asombrosas una que la otra por sus formas, colores y fragancias. Colombia.
Each guest at A NIGHT TO REMEMBER randomly received a ticket upon entry to the upper deck of the virtual Titanic with a specific passenger's name, age and class from 1912.
The fate of each passenger was revealed just before Samm Qendra performed her stirring finale My Heart Will Go On.
The dusky dolphin (Lagenorhynchus obscurus) is a dolphin found in coastal waters in the Southern Hemisphere. Its specific epithet is Latin for "dark" or "dim". It is very closely genetically related to the Pacific white-sided dolphin, but current scientific consensus holds they are distinct species.
The dolphin's range is patchy, with major populations around South America, southwestern Africa, New Zealand, and various oceanic islands, with some sightings around southern Australia and Tasmania. The dusky dolphin prefers cool currents and inshore waters, but can also be found offshore. It feeds on a variety of fish and squid species and has flexible hunting tactics. The dusky dolphin is known for its remarkable acrobatics, having a number of aerial behaviours. The status of the dolphin is unknown, but it has been commonly caught in gill nets.
The dusky dolphin is small to medium in length compared with other species in the family. There is significant variation in size among the different population areas. The largest dusky dolphins have been encountered off the coast of Peru, where they are up to 210 cm (6 feet) in length and 100 kg (210 pounds) in mass. The size for dusky dolphins in New Zealand have been recorded to be a length range of 167–178 cm and a weight range of 69–78 kg for females and a length range of 165–175 cm and a weigh range of 70–85 kg for males.
Almost no sexual dimorphism occurs in this species, although males have more curved dorsal fins with broader bases and greater surface areas. The back of the dolphin is dark grey or black, and the dorsal fin is distinctively two-toned; the leading edge matches the back in colour, but the trailing edge is a much lighter greyish white. The dusky dolphin has a long, light-grey patch on its fore side leading to a short, dark-grey beak. The throat and belly are white, and the beak and lower jaw are dark grey.
Two blazes of white colour run back on the body from the dorsal fin to the tail. Right between the white areas remains a characteristic thorn-shaped patch of dark colour, by which the species can easily be recognised. Aside from that, dusky dolphins may be confused with other members of their genus when observed at sea. It can be distinguished from the common dolphin, which has a more prominent and longer beak and yellow flank markings. The skull of a dusky dolphin has a longer and narrower rostrum than that of an hourglass dolphin or Peale's dolphin of similar age and size.
This image was taken in the Beagle Channel in the Southern Atlantic Ocean
I had a conversation with a friend recently where the topic of failure came up. In specific, he was reflecting on the failure of his photography business and how that led to him avoiding photography for several years after his business went under. That brief conversation has been kicking around in my head ever since, particularly the power that the idea of failure has over us. We struggle with this concept in so many different ways, related to photography and otherwise. All of us have a fear of failure on some level or another and it influences our behavior and choices. To keep the scope of this manageable, I'll keep it revolving around photography. A good example is the idea of "bad pictures". We try to avoid making bad pictures, right? Why? What exactly is wrong with a bad picture? Well, it is a little failure on our part and enough of those strung together... so we follow trusted formulas, trends and cliches to make photos, that while not original, are at least better guaranteed of "success" both in our own eyes and those of others. It is fear of failure that makes it so hard for many photographers to share their work with their peers. What if it is not received positively? What does that say about me? It was fear of failure that led my friend to giving up photography after the perceived failure of his photo business. And I am sure there are many other ways we can list that this fear insinuates itself into our photographic lives.
I don't think I have all the answers on this. On some levels I am as much a victim of this fear as others. But I also feel like in some ways I have learned to inoculate myself against this fear as well, at least in photography. A big part of the way I did that was redefining what "success" and "failure" meant to me. It is a simple and tricky thing to do. But if you take a moment to consider that the rules of failure that we play by are rules that we have the power to dictate then it is simply a matter of changing those rules. I sometimes tangentially lecture on this to classes when I talk about the whole idea of "bad pictures". I encourage my students to not think of bad pictures as bad just because they didn't turn out like you wanted or expected, but rather to see them as learning opportunities with each picture you make teaching you something new and making you a slightly better photographer in the process. In that sense, no picture is a bad picture and every picture makes you more experienced and competent, even if that growth is incremental. That is changing the definition of both success and failure and by doing so eliminating to some degree the fear of failure via bad pictures at least.
I do think it is worth considering what you define as success and how wise a definition you are following. Is the success you are chasing financial? creative? social popularity? It is not that these are wrong answers per se, but they might be, or at least they might be wrong for you in that particular circumstance or moment. And if you are tripping up against that struggle with perceived failure, try changing you how perceive success and failure.
I don't know if this image embodies fear as much as it does disappointment (which is a lower version of fear I suppose). This was one of those photos that I liked the idea and execution but problems with the film itself manifested causing the speckling and mottling across the image. I scanned it anyway and left it for months in my To Edit folder, just sitting there. Then one night recently I was looking at it again and didn't see the failure I had seen before. That allowed me to see a success I had not seen before. And so I present this image with these thoughts today.
Hasselblad Flexbody
Rollei Retro 80S
Golden Bowerbird (male)
Prionodura newtoniana
November 13th, 2018
Evelyn, Atherton Tablelands, Queensland, Australia
Canon EOS 1D X Mark II
Canon EF 100-400mm f4.5-5.6L IS II USM lens
Canon 600EX II-RT flash
The incredible Golden Bowerbird! This species was my second most sought after bird on my trip to Far North Queensland in November last year. These secretive birds inhabit the rainforests of Northern Queensland above 700 metres in elevation. They are the smallest of all bowerbirds, however they build the largest & most elaborate bowers, which they use to attract a mate.
Their bowers consist of one or two towers of sticks, usually constructed around the trunks of two saplings loosely connected by a fallen branch or log. These towers can be up to 2m in height! The centre platform of the bower is decorated with lichen & freshly plucked flowers from a specific type of plant.
Once the male has established his bower, he will spend considerable time decorating it. He will perch nearby & advertise to females with a series of incredible electronic-like vocalisations. When not fussing over his bower or trying to woo a mate, he will be actively defending his bower from rival males & even raiding other bowers to steal their treasures for his own!
I spent two days in a secluded rainforest on the Atherton Tablelands observing this particular male from my throw hide. Some of his time was spent fending off rivals, but one two occasions another male penetrated his defences & stole his flowers. Once he realised what had happened, he would quickly go about the task of locating more decorations to replace those that were pilfered. His perseverance obviously paid off - he had a female visit to inspect his bower on both days.
Quietly watching this bird for some 16 hours was fascinating & enabled me to observe some of his behaviours & routines. He had particular branches he would repeatedly visit for different purposes. A couple branches just below the canopy were used as platforms to perform his amazing array or vocalisations; another branch was used for his regular preening routine (clearly wanting to look his best for the ladies!). He also had a couple of lower-level branches he would visit to watch over his bower, including the branch on which he is perched in this photo.
He did not appear to be bothered by my presence in the slightest - in fact he seemed quite curious of me. When I arrived to my position each morning, he dropped down onto branches near where I was sitting to have a good look at me. He then went about the rest of his day & rarely revisited me.
Originally I was positioned with my camera focused on the bower, but around noon on the second day I decided to try my luck by focusing on one of the lower 'observation' branches. I was richly rewarded when within minutes of relocating, he came down & watched me for a few moments, with a series of very quizzical looks, including this tilted head pose. Satisfied that I was not worthy of concern, he proceeded to one of his higher vantage positions & began performing his vocalisation routine.
One of those amazing birding experiences I will remember for a lifetime - sitting quietly in a remote rainforest with just my thoughts, the birds & several leeches for company!
It's good to be back in Melbourne if only for a stopover day in order to catch the ferry, the Spirit of Tasmania, to Devonport tonight. It's quite something to be here at the weekend... It almost seems that Australians turn into a different species of Homo sapiens in the revelling fun they have in relaxing. A bit like our Butterfly today perhaps.
It's called Australian Painted Lady, Vanessa kershawi, and it much resembles other Vanessas 'round the globe. Apparently though, the males' genitalia are quite specific to this Australian form and thus was born Vanessa kershawi.
Here it's having a go at pretty Strawflower, Xerochrysum bracteatum (www.flickr.com/photos/87453322@N00/2850784049/in/photolis...) in the fine Royal Botanic Gardens of Melbourne.
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Vivid and stunning solid bronze crab purchased from Japan, recently.
Reference:
An Okimono may be a small Japanese carving, similar to, but larger than netsuke. Unlike netsuke, which had a specific purpose, Okimono were purely decorative and were displayed in the tokonoma. An Okimono can be made out of wood, ivory, ceramic or metal.
One subcategory of Okimono is the Jizai Okimono, an articulated figure often made out of bronze or iron.
Okimono were normally not larger than a few centimetres. They depicted all sorts of animals, mythological beasts, humans, gods, fruit, vegetables and objects, sometimes combined with each other, in all sorts of positions. Sometimes a scene was portrayed as well, either a daily scene or from a story.
Anything that could be carved or made into a small object can be used in an Okimono. Some Okimonos were inspired by a group of objects and were supposed to be shown together as an ensemble.
During the Meiji period, many Okimono were made for export to the west. One of the most renowned artists in the area of metalwork was Yamada Sōbi (1871-1916), who made pieces out of a single sheet of metal.
Tvisongur is a site-specific sound sculpture by German artist Lukas Kühne and is located on a mountainside above the town of Seydisfjordur.
The work is built of concrete and consists of five interconnected domes of different sizes. The heights of the domes are between 2 and 4 meters and they cover an area of about 30 square meters. Each dome has its own resonance that corresponds to a tone in the Icelandic musical tradition of five-tone harmony, and works as a natural amplifier to that tone.
Tvisongur was opened to the public on September 5th 2012, and everyone can access it. It is embedded in the mountainside above the town, in a quiet area with a breathtaking view of the fjord. It offers an acoustic sensation that can be explored and experimented with by the visitor. The site’s solitude and tranquility offers a perfect setting for singing or music playing, alone, in harmony, for ones own pleasure or for an audience.
Lukas Kühne’s artworks are dedicated to space and frequency. He lives in Berlin and Montevideo, Uruguay, where he heads the workshop “Form and Sound” at the Faculty of Arts of the State University. The sculpture Tvisongur relates to a series of works by the artist dealing with musical forms, one of which is the sculpture “Cromatico” built in Tallinn, Estonia in 2011.
To enjoy and experience Tvisongur guest need to walk a gravel road that starts across from Brimberg Fish Factory, for 15-20 minutes. (visitseydisfjordur.com)
Seydisfjordur is a town and municipality in the Eastern Region of Iceland at the innermost point of the fjord of the same name. A road over Fjarðarheiði mountain pass connects Seyðisfjörður to the rest of Iceland; 27 kilometres to the ring road
The image represents a year's worth of research for my MRes project entitled, ‘A Property Comparison of Cold Formed and Hot Finished Steel Conveyance Tubes’ sponsored by Tata Steel Tubes, which I completed (and passed) last year.
The main image is made up of all the key sections of my MRes thesis, in order of how they appear in the finished document, from the title page to the literature review to the conclusions and further work. The border is made up of painted, galvanised and uncoated tube samples that I have acquired throughout the last year – I omitted the rusty ones from salt spray testing as they would have stained the carpet!
The image reflects how there are many different aspects to a scientific research project and successfully putting all the pieces into place makes for a good picture, a good story and ultimately a good thesis.
Picture credit: Nathan Cooze, SPECIFIC, Swansea University
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REFORD GARDENS | LES JARDINS DE METIS
From Wikipedia:
Iris versicolor is also commonly known as the blue flag, harlequin blueflag, larger blue flag, northern blue flag, and poison flag, plus other variations of these names, and in Britain and Ireland as purple iris.
It is a species of Iris native to North America, in the Eastern United States and Eastern Canada. It is common in sedge meadows, marshes, and along streambanks and shores. The specific epithet versicolor means "variously coloured".
It is one of the three Iris species in the Iris flower data set outlined by Ronald Fisher in his 1936 paper "The use of multiple measurements in taxonomic problems" as an example of linear discriminant analysis.
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REFORD GARDENS | LES JARDINS DE METIS
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From Wikipedia:
Elsie Stephen Meighen - born January 22, 1872, Perth, Ontario - and Robert Wilson Reford - born in 1867, Montreal - got married on June 12, 1894.
Elsie Reford was a pioneer of Canadian horticulture, creating one of the largest private gardens in Canada on her estate, Estevan Lodge in eastern Québec. Located in Grand-Métis on the south shore of the St. Lawrence River, her gardens have been open to the public since 1962 and operate under the name Les Jardins de Métis and Reford Gardens.
Born January 22, 1872 at Perth, Ontario, Elsie Reford was the eldest of three children born to Robert Meighen and Elsie Stephen. Coming from modest backgrounds themselves, Elsie’s parents ensured that their children received a good education. After being educated in Montreal, she was sent to finishing school in Dresden and Paris, returning to Montreal fluent in both German and French, and ready to take her place in society.
She married Robert Wilson Reford on June 12, 1894. She gave birth to two sons, Bruce in 1895 and Eric in 1900. Robert and Elsie Reford were, by many accounts, an ideal couple. In 1902, they built a house on Drummond Street in Montreal. They both loved the outdoors and they spend several weeks a year in a log cabin they built at Lac Caribou, south of Rimouski. In the autumn they hunted for caribou, deer, and ducks. They returned in winter to ski and snowshoe. Elsie Reford also liked to ride. She had learned as a girl and spent many hours riding on the slopes of Mount Royal. And of course, there was salmon-fishing – a sport at which she excelled.
In her day, she was known for her civic, social, and political activism. She was engaged in philanthropic activities, particularly for the Montreal Maternity Hospital and she was also the moving force behind the creation of the Women’s Canadian Club of Montreal, the first women club in Canada. She believed it important that the women become involved in debates over the great issues of the day, « something beyond the local gossip of the hour ». Her acquaintance with Lord Grey, the Governor-General of Canada from 1904 to 1911, led to her involvement in organizing, in 1908, Québec City’s tercentennial celebrations. The event was one of many to which she devoted herself in building bridges with French-Canadian community.
During the First World War, she joined her two sons in England and did volunteer work at the War Office, translating documents from German into English. After the war, she was active in the Victorian Order of Nurses, the Montreal Council of Social Agencies, and the National Association of Conservative Women.
In 1925 at the age of 53 years, Elsie Reford was operated for appendicitis and during her convalescence, her doctor counselled against fishing, fearing that she did not have the strength to return to the river.”Why not take up gardening?” he said, thinking this a more suitable pastime for a convalescent woman of a certain age. That is why she began laying out the gardens and supervising their construction. The gardens would take ten years to build, and would extend over more than twenty acres.
Elsie Reford had to overcome many difficulties in bringing her garden to life. First among them were the allergies that sometimes left her bedridden for days on end. The second obstacle was the property itself. Estevan was first and foremost a fishing lodge. The site was chosen because of its proximity to a salmon river and its dramatic views – not for the quality of the soil.
To counter-act nature’s deficiencies, she created soil for each of the plants she had selected, bringing peat and sand from nearby farms. This exchange was fortuitous to the local farmers, suffering through the Great Depression. Then, as now, the gardens provided much-needed work to an area with high unemployment. Elsie Reford’s genius as a gardener was born of the knowledge she developed of the needs of plants. Over the course of her long life, she became an expert plantsman. By the end of her life, Elsie Reford was able to counsel other gardeners, writing in the journals of the Royal Horticultural Society and the North American Lily Society. Elsie Reford was not a landscape architect and had no training of any kind as a garden designer. While she collected and appreciated art, she claimed no talents as an artist.
Elsie Stephen Reford died at her Drummond Street home on November 8, 1967 in her ninety-sixth year.
In 1995, the Reford Gardens ("Jardins de Métis") in Grand-Métis were designated a National Historic Site of Canada, as being an excellent Canadian example of the English-inspired garden.(Wikipedia)
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LES JARDINS DE MÉTIS
Créés par Elsie Reford de 1926 à 1958, ces jardins témoignent de façon remarquable de l’art paysager à l’anglaise. Disposés dans un cadre naturel, un ensemble de jardins exhibent fleurs vivaces, arbres et arbustes. Le jardin des pommetiers, les rocailles et l’Allée royale évoquent l’œuvre de cette dame passionnée d’horticulture. Agrémenté d’un ruisseau et de sentiers sinueux, ce site jouit d’un microclimat favorable à la croissance d’espèces uniques au Canada. Les pavots bleus et les lis, privilégiés par Mme Reford, y fleurissent toujours et contribuent , avec d’autres plantes exotiques et indigènes, à l’harmonie de ces lieux.
Created by Elsie Reford between 1926 and 1958, these gardens are an inspired example of the English art of the garden. Woven into a natural setting, a series of gardens display perennials, trees and shrubs. A crab-apple orchard, a rock garden, and the Long Walk are also the legacy of this dedicated horticulturist. A microclimate favours the growth of species found nowhere else in Canada, while the stream and winding paths add to the charm. Elsie Reford’s beloved blue poppies and lilies still bloom and contribute, with other exotic and indigenous plants, to the harmony of the site.
Commission des lieux et monuments historiques du Canada
Historic Sites and Monuments Board of Canada.
Gouvernement du Canada – Government of Canada
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Garden dahlia/ Dahlia pinnata
It was impossible for me find the specific ID among more than 3000 species.
A pair of CSX AC motors lead by SD70AC #4716 is getting underway from Grand Rapids with Toledo-bound freight Q334 in tow. The train has just passed under the old Pere Marquette cantilever at Godfrey Ave, which would stand here for a few more years before being reitred. Q334 was usually always a very large and heavy train, largely thanks to the vast amount of casting sand off of the Michigan Shore. The large cut of 2 bay hoppers on the head end illustrates this well.
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