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I was trying to think of something different to do for tonight's shots but after a day of work and a long evening of packing up household goods, I just did not have the energy to be creative and unique. Hopefully, I will more time and energy to commit to you my photos.
Unapologetically Nikki embraces bold beauty and self-expression. This striking portrait highlights natural confidence, vibrant red accents, and a serene blue backdrop, challenging societal norms and redefining elegance.
That is some genuine joy
24th Annual How Wɘird Street Faire, 14 October, 2023.
Howard Street, San Francisco, CA
asymmetric
pseudo poncho
tunica dress top
hard to top
radical kamikaze knitting
sensitive Dada knitting
intuitive guerilla knitting
whimsical nonsense knitting
a supermodel´s nightmare
due to
infinite wearing options
a tribute to divas
who are not afraid
to self- express
I got joy, joy, joy, joy down in my toes! (this is better on black)
(This was my first attempt at this self portrait, but after my migraine went away I made another)
If you look at the shoddy job I did painting them it's pretty clear I don't usually use nailpolish. But I wanted to stand up for the right to self expression. You can learn more about Hot-Pink Toenail Day here: www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=123665144377774&ref=ts
It was a hard day. I missed the submission time for SPNP, but I still went out and got my street photos. I ran into 10EO drawing on the streets and sidewalks and took my photo with one of his writings in my neighborhood. When I was moving one dog into the house and getting ready to walk the other, the first lept over the second and ran off down the street. Thankfully she eventually came back, but not before I got a migraine and completely exhausted myself running around in the heat and the sun of Phoenix. So today's self portrait is a mixture of joy and pain, darkness and light.
Day two hundred thirty/365. About a year and a half ago, I bought a PDA. I was a band dad. I was spending time in the high school parking lot, waiting for my son to come out after an event. Instead of finding a street light to sit under so that I could read a book, I thought it would be good to have a back-it screen and an e-book. It worked out well. I got to like the blue glow.
It was just an experiment when I started putting my schedule on the PDA. Of course, I kept up my paper planner, as well. I'm a visual person. I liked to use stickers, colors, and symbols that no one else knew. I liked the feel of paper in my hands. It seemed more certain than a memory chip.
But, I did eventually change completely to the PDA. In fact, I gave my first one to my wife, so that she could keep track of her medications, exercise schedule, games, and other matters of importance to someone whose cognition is slightly compromised. This photo shows her hands and her PDA, as she muses over her health care.
I upgraded to the next model. And, I love it. I keep digital photos in it. A digital Bible, lists, all sorts of stuff.
It's an interesting thing. Are we better able to express ourselves the old fashioned way, with colored pencils and stickers on paper? Or, is it better for those who have an artistic flair to use digital devices with plastic cases?
Larry Eiring, Photographer, Hope and Dreams Studios. For information regarding this or any other photograph, please contact the photographer by email to hleiring@yahoo.com.
PLEASE NOTE: This photograph is protected by specific rights granted by the Burning Man Project and Black Rock City, LLC. to the photographer and may not be reprinted or reposted without permission.
This image is copyright by the photographer and Burning Man, LLC and may not be copied, reprinted or posted without permission from Burning Man, LLC.
Larry Eiring, Photographer, Hope and Dreams Studios. For information regarding this or any other photograph, please contact the photographer by email to hleiring@yahoo.com.
PLEASE NOTE: This photograph is protected by specific rights granted by the Burning Man Project and Black Rock City, LLC. to the photographer and may not be reprinted or reposted without permission.
they say it is not the arrow but the archer, but it is a thrill to hold this old arrow...
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There is a vitality, a life force, a quickening that is translated through you into action, and because there is only one of you in all time, this expression is unique. If you block it, it will never exist through any other medium. It will be lost. The world will not have it. It is not your business to determine how good it is, nor how valuable it is, nor how it compares with other expressions. It is your business to keep it yours clearly and directly, to keep the channel open.
You do not even have to believe in yourself or your work. You have to keep open and aware directly to the urges that motivate you. Keep the channel open. There is no satisfaction whatever at any time. There is only a queer, divine dissatisfaction, a blessed unrest that keeps us marching and makes us more alive.
--- Martha Graham to Agnes de Mille
Back to some How Wɘird pics
25th Annual How Wɘird Street Faire, 21 September, 2024.
Howard Street, San Francisco, CA.
asymmetric
pseudo poncho tunica dress top
hard to top
radical kamikaze knitting
sensitive Dada knitting
intuitive guerilla knitting
whimsical nonsense knitting
a supermodel´s nightmare
due to
infinite wearing options
a tribute to divas
who are not afraid to self- express
This image reminds me of two stories.
One is from an old Star Trek episode. The people on a distant planet have faces that are half white and half black. Their world is filled with conflict because the people with faces black on the left side and the people with faces black on the right side don’t like each other.
The other is from a book we read to our girls when they were young. A bird carrying a big bucket of paint drops it on a man’s house, creating a big colorful splat. Rather than painting over it, the man decides he likes it and paints colorful splats all over his house. His neighbors at first think his house looks quite strange, but in the end they all decide to paint their houses in very different and very unusual styles.
This shot actually is of houses in Zurich.
FreeStyleFabricKnitting
elaborate use of crocheted ornaments
& floral sculptures
I have been posting thoughts scrawled onto a small bridge that I personally call Doodle Bridge. I visit once or twice a year, to read and photograph thoughtful graffiti left by students of a college, around which the state park wraps. Here's a shot of the whole bridge.
I expect to use many of these photos, and those I have taken in previous Doodle Bridge walks, in future Powerpoint presentations.
If you're just wandering through my photostream, that's what's coming next!
Week 14 View 52
Last year I did a photo of my hand and smoke and it represented a massive loss and change in my life to anyone interested in the original story please feel free to take a look www.flickr.com/photos/jamessouthall/6629393675/in/set-721...
Well things have changed for me over the last 12 months. I still have my moments where life gets on top of me but since my recent holiday I had time to sit back and reflect. I took a lot of time trying to work out in my mind what was going wrong for years I have felt like a dark cloud has been looming over me a cloud that gives me constant bad luck and unhappiness. But after sitting back and observing others it dawned on me there is no dark cloud the only cloud looming over me is myself, for those that know me or know my photography you will know that I am very down on myself and my own abilities and that is what is holding me back in life. For years I have pushed to be something I will never be (rich) and be somebody I am not. But in doing that I have over looked the guy I am a family guy someone who loves nothing more than a bit of fun and happiness. So having realised that today I took the plunge and put myself forward for a full time post in my current employment something I have talked myself out of doing for months as I didn't feel I was good enough. But on reflection I realised that I needed to take the plunge put myself out there the things I plan to do over the up and coming years need stability so I have reached out for it and fingers crossed I will get it if I don't thats fine I will carry on as I am it just means I could earn more its just not 100% gauranteed.
So last year the hand and smoke represented me trying to cling onto hope and also take advantage of the oppertunities.
But this year it shows my hands have control of the smoke the smoke being my future plans keeping them more contained in the palms of my hands as you can see it takes the form of a butterfly which means I am free (like a caterpillar) from myself and my negative way of thinking basically I am back in control and I have a big world to see. The hooded guy is me and represents the cloud I put over myself the fact that I am the only one who holds me back.
The reason I put the two together is to portray I have taken control of myself and my own dreams and positive thinking far out wits any dark cloud you put over yourself.
You get one chance at this life so live it
Those that know me or have got to know me know I love a touch of human emotion from time to time it helps me and it helps me and others make more sense of me if that makes sense lmao.
A better view of the cap.
24th Annual How Wɘird Street Faire, 14 October, 2023.
Howard Street, San Francisco, CA
asymmetric
pseudo poncho
tunica dress top
hard to top
radical kamikaze knitting
sensitive Dada knitting
intuitive guerilla knitting
whimsical nonsense knitting
a supermodel´s nightmare
due to
infinite wearing options
a tribute to divas
who are not afraid
to self- express
Asian symbols below an Irish Trinity "swirl" surrounded with "curly ques" with a treble clef at the bottom.
An awesome couple enjoying the Club!
Larry Eiring, Photographer, Hope and Dreams Studios. For information regarding this or any other photograph, please contact the photographer by email to hleiring@yahoo.com.
PLEASE NOTE: This photograph is protected by specific rights granted by the Burning Man Project and Black Rock City, LLC. to the photographer and may not be reprinted or reposted without permission.
Today, in the midst of the hell of the final days of packing, I took a couple hours to go to the National Gallery of Art to see the "Paris in Transition" Photography show. I bought a book from the exhibition and it is terrific.
Drawing upon the significant holdings of the National Gallery of Art in 19th- and early 20th-century photographs of Paris, this exhibition celebrates the visual riches of the city and the tensions of its portrayal as both a modern capital and a nostalgic, perhaps even magical place. Beginning with early photographs made in the 1840s and 1850s by William Henry Fox Talbot, Gustave Le Gray, Charles Nègre and others, the exhibition highlights the central role Paris played in the emergent French school of photography. Photographs by Charles Marville, Louis-Émile Durandelle and others illuminate the urban transformation of Paris under Napoleon III. The gallery's strong collection of photographs by Eugène Atget reveals the photographer's uncanny eye for the details of daily Parisian life. The exhibition closes with works by such artists as André Kertész, Germaine Krull, Ilse Bing, and Brassaï, who were energized by the city's dynamic modernist culture in the 1920s.
Sorry to be away so long. I am just now trying to catch up for the past week after packing, loading the truck and driving 14 hours, all in one day, to then unload the truck and begin the unpacking. Today, I am out of the dark ages now that the house has cable access... Hello Again, Flickr Bits!!!!