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This is yours truly reflected in the sculpture "Cloud Gate" in Chicago's Millenium Park.
Behind me are are the buildings that line Michigan Avenue. If you look at the large view, you can see better how the mirrored surface of the sculpture subtly distorts everything as well as how streaks of dried rain line the reflective surface. ("Subtly distorted" might actually be a good byline for me, now that I think of it.)
As usual, I don't like having my picture taken, but "The Bean" (as Cloud Gate is popularly known) is one of my favorite places.
(Thought this might be a good way to say thanks to everyone out there in Flickr-land for your support, feedback, and kind words about my photos: my photostream just passed 100,000 total views today. Thanks again, everyone! Ain't Flickr grand?)
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Photo captured via Minolta MD Celtic 28mm f/2.8 Lens from the Woodley Island Marina on Humboldt's waterfront. City of Eureka. Humboldt County. Early November 2013.
Photo of Sharp Point captured along the beach at Dry Lagoon via Minolta MD Celtic 28mm f/2.8 Lens. Humboldt Lagoons State Park. Humboldt County. Late December 2013.
Selfreflection in Amsterdam. Taken with a Sony HX200V. No editing, no magic tricks, no Photoshop :)
This month I am celebrating my 7th Flickr Birthday...I would have never thought that this thing would be so much fun and have such an influence on my life when I opened my account in 2006. I want to thank all of you lovely people for making it such a great experience, and of course also a big thank you to the Interwebs for offering such interesting ways to share part of our lives with the rest of the world...on to the next 7 years :)
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Rising like a prism in the heart of the nation’s capital, the Conrad Hotel in Washington, D.C. is a sleek testament to contemporary luxury and thoughtful design. Captured here on a crisp winter day, the glass façade reflects its surroundings—and itself—with hypnotic symmetry. Located on New York Avenue NW near CityCenterDC, this modernist masterpiece by Herzog & de Meuron brings a European architectural sensibility to the American skyline. The mirror-like surfaces blur the lines between structure and sky, creating a visual paradox that draws the eye and rewards it with layers of abstraction. In the foreground, a Capital Bikeshare station anchors the scene in everyday D.C. life, while the juxtaposition of old and new buildings tells a story of a city forever evolving. Whether admired for its engineering, aesthetics, or as a sanctuary for travelers, the Conrad is more than a hotel—it’s a reflective experience, both literally and metaphorically.
The title says it all...plus there are 4-6 actual reflections in the water droplets. Taken in my yard while trying to familiarize myself with my new camera a Canon 50D. After 3 1/2 years of hard use my 20D had its first serious problem a shutter issue and is being repaired the problem is....i am leaving on a trip next week and had to have something to take. I had hoped to hold out until i could afford a 5D mk II.....but the 50D is a nice camera and hopefully my 20D will be able to be used as a secondary camera.
Every human experience is unique. We all have trials and tribulations, hopes and dreams. What's interesting about this fact is that it puts into perspective how everyone is just like us in the sense that we all undergo a complexity of emotions and experiences. Reflect on that today and let's be compassionate to our fellow human BEings. #InspireDaily - bit.ly/InspireWithWords
A true Sacramento Valley sunset as seen from the very Jewels of Northern California. Demanding reds simply provide a crush to ignite quite the lasting impression to allow one to effortlessly take it all in and reflect upon the [wonderful] day constructed by you. Photo of the sunset captured over the Sacramento River and from the Sundial Bridge at Turtle Bay Exploration Park in Redding. Shasta County. Early August 2013.
"...whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same..." -emily brontë
art piece by: German Rivera Jr. , Village of Lancaster, New York (2016)
tatto artist: Vinh Huynh, San Francisco, CA, Black + Blue Tattoo (2016)
I have so many great shots from this location.... This is one of my favorite places. I go here often in the early morning and sit in the fog enjoying the view in silent contemplation.
When you are bound for so long you forget that there is any other option than to submit to the darkness created by others.
Photo of the rugged Santa Lucia Mountains captured alongside the El Sur Ranch on the Old Coast Road in Big Sur. Monterey County. Mid April 2013.
Photo captured alongside U.S. 101, the Redwood Highway, near the Ridgewood Summit just south of the city of Willits via Minolta MD Zoom Rokkor-X 75-200mm f4.5 lens. Mendocino County. Late October 2013.
Me and my shots of webs...but I do find them a bit cathartic somehow. They serve as a good indicator for how I think and feel right now..they have a sense of being tangled and wrapped up yet easy to break through and always have the ability to be seen through even when one is tangled up inside or viewing from behind them. Today I also enjoyed some beautiful morning light that allowed for me to capture many multi-faceted bokeh orbs of varying hues and degrees of light...
So I use this opportunity to express how I think and feel, have thought and felt and more importantly how I want to think and feel...It is a bit of a release I suppose. My need to give and receive love has so been tainted by my actual ability of it...Wanting to be loved and adored for more than just what I am perceived as or from the many titles I hold from a life of matrimony and motherhood. Those true signs and deep feelings of love have been so absent for so long that I don't know if I'd recognize it now if it slapped me in the face. But I feel it looming..from a far off distance but not so far away that it is unobtainable...My desire to give it feeds the desire to get it..and my ability to show it fuels its...I am still guarded by past hurts, lost love..and years of my love being neglected...only to be noticed when I have far surpassed the feelings of it...So my sense to seek it elsewhere is only second to the knowing that I will get it...so long as I let it...to open my heart completely...to speak the words freely..to allow it to come back to me..to absorb it in instead of reflecting it back out..to truly know what loving is...only achievable if you are willing and ready to accept it...
We learn from reflecting on experience
week # 1 - 52 in 2017 reflection
sometimes I try to learn new skills with Danbo. He is very patient
Photo of the Pacific Ocean at sunset captured from Table Bluff Park near the census-designated place of Loleta. Humboldt County. Mid September 2013.
Photo captured at the Freshwater Lagoon. Humboldt Lagoons State Park. Humboldt County. Early May 2013.
Photo captured via Nikon 50mm f/1.8 D AF Nikkor lens, looking west towards the Pacific Ocean (which is on the other side of the thin strip of land and on the other side of the trees), captured on the Big Lagoon Bridge on U.S. Highway 101, the Redwood Highway, in the census-designated place of Big Lagoon. Humboldt County. Early September 2013.
Photo captured via Minolta MD Celtic 28mm f/2.8 Lens from Samoa Beach in the census-designated place of Samoa. Humboldt County. Early November 2013.
I’m having my day
My place in the sun
I’ll grow to resemble
The man I’ve become
There’ll be time for reflection
When I reach that plateau
When the war has been won
No farther to go
And I fear that it isn’t enough
I’m making a fortune
I swore to enjoy
These things I promised myself
When I was a boy
When I was a boy
And things moved too slow
And universes revolved around
Things I didn’t know
When I was a boy
And I made mistakes
I was humiliated
Til I knew my place
And I fear that it isn’t enough
Ignorance hurts
Injustice inflames
I remember the feelings
But forgotten their names
When I was a boy
I saw through their lies
I swore I wouldn’t become
The thing I despised
But events over take you
While you set your sights
On bigger game
On greater heights
God bless amnesia
And the things I’ve suppressed
I can reframe the image
I can discard the rest
A history of holes
Where the pieces that won’t fit
With the story you told yourself
And your place in it
And I fear that it isn’t enough
So put on a brave face
Straighten that tie
And speak like you mean it
Give truth to the lie
And I fear that it isn’t enough
David Sylvian
Photo captured at a cattle ranch alongside Old Samoa Road. City of Arcata. Humboldt County. Late August 2013.
Photo captured near the unincorporated place of Pepperwood alongside Avenue of the Giants. Humboldt County. Mid July 2013.
Sasha is a native Russian speaker, and was more comfortable writing out her personal statement in that language. This is the translation:Two weeks ago I turned 30. When I look back on these 30 years, I understand that my life, full of moving to places and traveling - from the South of Kazakhstan to Switzerland through Siberia and the Gulf of Finland to Saint Petersburg - tells a lot about myself: observer by nature, I love to contemplate and experience the richness of this world in its entire contradictory nature. These lines are written at the ocean, in Florida, and I look, with joy and gratitude, forward into the future.
Photo of Luffenholtz Beach, looking toward Trinidad and Trinidad Head, captured via Nikon 50mm f/1.8 D AF Nikkor lens (~f/11) in the census-designated place of Westhaven-Moonstone via Scenic Drive, County Road 4M310. Humboldt County. Mid August 2013.
Slightly edited mobile phone cam shot of myself and my wicked cool, self-designed AmsterS@m shirt reflected on the side of a car in Amsterdam. Taken with my C905 mobile phone. No editing besides flipping the image horizontally (so that you can read the message :), and some messing around with contrast and saturation, no magic tricks, no Photoshop :)
It's been a while since I've started this whole Flickr thing, and I have to say it's been (and still is!) fun times! Thanks to Flickr and the lovely community around it I was able to realize the early stages of the 'AmsterS@m World Domination Plan', and now I am proud to announce another important stepping-stone towards total AmsterS@mmification of this planet:
From October 1 - October 30 you can see some of my wicked reflection photos at the 'MultiCulti' exhibition at the 'ABC Treehouse' in the Voetboogstraat 11, Fridays – Sundays, 1PM-6PM. ('MultiCulti' is part of GRID 2010, 4th International Photography Biënnale), yay :D
Photo of the South Fork Eel River captured alongside U.S. 101, the Redwood Highway, just north of the Richardson Redwood Grove at Richardson Grove State Park via Minolta MD Celtic 28mm f/2.8 Lens. Humboldt County. Early November 2013.
В самой дальней точке, в ядре осознанных противоположностей находится незавершенное постоянство: оставленное небрежностью первых советов и нравоучений, беспорядочно запавших в такую глубину случайных слов посторонних, безнаджным соблюдением иллюзорности значимого для тех, кто читал семерых неупомянутых, признанных и переведённых. Уже целая жизнь! Встревоженная, но осмелившаяся отличать минимое от безучастной пустоты, когда серде скачет, а в висках пульсирует кровь на радость последователям Вундта. Найкан завершается, всё сказанное сливается в одно гулкое эхо.
For FGR and Show Me Your Balls!
I've been a fan of the f* bomb all week and I completely expect to get banned or bounced from a group for dropping it. I don't care, I'm trying to get in the spirit of things! I happen to have a huge trucker's mouth, and curb it most of the time: every now and then I like to remind myself that it's there and that there's more to just "being in the spirit" than simply playing along (this is something that extends past things like FGR, and is meant to be about struggling with all the hard things people hide around this time of year.)
All the tension is leaking out of the cracks in the spaces around us. I want others to know that it's ok to say fuck it, and be whatever.
The orchids are blooming and this makes my insides want to bloom as well.