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“Every man's work, whether it be literature or music or pictures or architecture or anything else, is always a portrait of himself”
--Samuel Butler
Photo of the Little River flowing into the Pacific captured via Minolta MD Celtic 28mm f/2.8 Lens at Moonstone Beach in the census-designated place of Westhaven-Moonstone. Humboldt County. Early November 2013.
There are a lot of days when you feel like you want to scream your lungs out but you don't want to be heard.
self-reflection on the wall
HappyearlyHalloween
Photo looking towards Trinidad and Trinidad Head captured via Minolta MD Celtic 28mm f/2.8 Lens in the census-designated place of Westhaven-Moonstone via Scenic Drive, County Road 4M310. Humboldt County. Late December 2013.
I saw you gather all your hopes
With all your dreams
I waved just like a shooting star
That once had waved to me
I am a lover in mid air
I think about it i don't care
Into the fire of despair
Just like a train that goes nowhere
But you can rain on me
Yeah you can rain, rain on me
Cyndi Lauper
I've always loved the rain. Everything about it. The smell, the feel, the sense of oneness with nature as she renews herself. We had just come home from my cousin's graduation when the rain came. I started setting up my tripod. My aunt and uncle just quietly went inside without a word. They knew to let me be. I let the rain soak into my skin as the dog watched from the garage.
Old. Probably my favorite self portrait.
HI I'M BACK after so long! Busy w/ school, what's new? Glad exams are over and yes! Hols is getting nearer :) Yay!
And I got overdue tagged by Fathiah!
Ok so here's 31 facts...
1. I'm curious in everything.
2. I love watching anime! :)
3. Exams are over and It still left w/ 1 more week of school but I already self declare hols :D
4. I love spending money on yummy foods.
5. I want to learn how to play guitar!
6. Even though I stay kinda near to my school, BUT I always late. HAHA
7. I need to get some sleep soon, currently now it's 3.34am.
8. I love photography!
9. I'm a random person.
10. I suck at sport. Sport is not my thang.
11. I'm not that type of person who give up easily.
12.I hate myself for studying last minute and yes, I do REGRET everytime but still, last minute memorize better!
13. People thinks that I'm a strong girl. But actually, I'm not.
14. I suck at love.
15. I want to be smarter.
16. I can't seems to concentrate in class. Got districted easily.
17. I can't wait to graduate!
18. I'm LAZY.
19.I love drinking coffee!! :D
20. I have twitter, follow me? Here
21. I have a bad habit of procrastinating things.
22. I'm kinda sleepy and I don't know what to share.
23. I love baking BUT I always fail at it.
24. I hate guys who doesn't take initiative.
25. I love chocolate more than candy :)
26. I NEED a new lens!!
27. I don't know why everytime I eat halfway I will feel sleepy!
28. I LOVE SASHIMI.
29. I promise to study hard for my next upcoming exams! Never let anyone down.
30. It's time for me to sleep now. GOOD NIGHT! :D
31. And last but not least, I'M A HAPPY PERSON! Happy go lucky :D
TAG, YOU'RE IT !
Massive land formations in the midst of a Trinidadian paradise. Simply come to California's smallest incorporated city, in terms of population, and rejuvenate your mind, body and soul. Photo captured in the city of Trinidad on the other side of Trinidad Head. Humboldt County. Early August 2013.
Photo captured on Avenue of the Giants near the census-designated place of Phillipsville. Humboldt Redwoods State Park. Humboldt County. Early March 2013.
Slightly edited selfreflection on a window in Amsterdam. Taken with my HTC Desire using the Camera360 Android app.
I'm a total Nature-freak, I have so many plants in my house and on my balcony, that it looks and feels like a jungle, my preferred natural habitat...well, not really, I don't like wild animals or man-eating insects, so let's say urban jungle. To my utter delight, lately I had to realize that I spend so much time surrounded by plants that some kind of osmosis process has started, converting my body into a new half-human-half-plant lifeform, not an unpleasant experience, as I get to hang around chillaxing most of the time, and looking at my leafy hands, nobody is expecting me to get any actual work done anymore anyways, so I'm mostly being left alone in a corner, working on the final stages of my plantness, and as you can see, rather successfully, I am almost there...please water me every now and then, thank you :D
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Photo captured along Dyerville Road at Founders Grove near Avenue of the Giants. Humboldt County. Late May 2013.
Photo captured alongside Coastal Drive within Prairie Creek Redwoods State Park via Minolta MD Celtic 28mm f/2.8 Lens. Humboldt County. On the last day of 2013.
Photo captured from Samoa Beach in the census-designated place of Samoa. Humboldt County. Early October 2013.
Just having some fun today, with FGR and the group Warped Self Reflections.
Today, making an appearance again, is one of my favourite appliances. My lovely red washing machine, which I adore.
:D
Photo of the Rocky Creek Bridge and Highway 1, the Cabrillo Highway, captured in Big Sur. Monterey County. Late January 2013.
Photo of McWay Falls at Julia Pfeiffer Burns State Park captured via Minolta MD Celtic 28mm f/2.8 Lens in Big Sur. Monterey County. Late October 2013.
Before. After
Anticipation. Fulfillment.
Excited. Inspired.
This is a very special BAM for me taken on the train up to Frankfurt last Sunday and then again on the way home. It's amazing how encouraging, exhilerating, how reassuring it can be to connect with like-minded people. When creativity flows from one individual to another, the skies not the limit, think instead the sun, moon and stars. I love these meetings that occur between kindred spirits. The love that floods your soul filling you with a renewed outlook on your art. Your photography. Your writing. Your life. The feeling that you have been touched by something bigger than yourself which can only make you grow in ways you can't yet percieve. Has this happened to you lately? I certainly hope so.
Photo captured via Nikon 50mm f/1.8 D AF Nikkor lens from Trinidad State Beach in the city of Trinidad. Humboldt County. Mid September 2013.
Photo looking towards Sharp Point captured via Nikon 50mm f/1.8 D AF Nikkor lens at the beach on the ocean side of Freshwater Lagoon. Humboldt Lagoons State Park. Humboldt County. Early October 2013.
A defining feature of the northern California coast is a large bulge that protrudes westward into the Pacific Ocean. Along this bulge are two points, separated by roughly eleven miles, which extend farther west than any other points along the Golden State's lengthy shoreline. The northernmost of these points is Cape Mendocino, and the southernmost is Punta Gorda, Spanish for substantial point. As ships hugged the California coast traveling northward, it is understandable how several ran aground on Punta Gorda. Between 1899 and 1907, at least eight ships met their end in the area. The initial request for a lighthouse to mark Punta Gorda was made in 1888, but it wasn't until after a fog-induced collision between the SS Columbia and the San Pedro on July 21, 1908, which claimed 87 lives, that congress appropriated funds for the Punta Gorda Lighthouse.
Materials to build the station arrived at the point by schooner in 1910. After being highlined to shore, they were loaded onto horse-drawn sleds, and dragged less than a mile south to the construction site. Within a year, three substantial dwellings, a blacksmith/carpenter shop, three storage sheds, a barn, and the fog signal building were completed. The fog signal began operation on June 22, 1911, but it would be approximately seven more months before the small 27-foot-tall lighthouse with a 23 by 12 foot base was completed. The flashing light from the lighthouse’s fourth-order lens was first exhibited on January 15, 1912. F.A. Harrington, Paschel Hunter, and W.E. Greer were the first three keepers to serve at Punta Gorda. The light station sits on a narrow bench bordered by hills rising abruptly to the east and the ocean spreading out to the west. The station was far from civilization. It was an eleven-mile journey by horseback or wagon to the small town of Petrolia, and the trip was only possible when the weather and tides permitted. The first oil wells drilled in California that produced crude to be refined and sold commercially were near Petrolia, hence the name of the town.
Wayne Piland, accompanied by his wife, a son, and a daughter, was transferred to Punta Gorda in 1934. Piland had served at three offshore stations, but he rated the task of getting supplies to Punta Gorda as “the toughest job you ever saw.” During the summer months, a team of horses could pull a supply wagon to Petrolia, but when winter set in, rushing streams and high surf limited travel to horseback. For several decades, “Old Bill” served as the stations four-footed link to the outside world. Old Bill was well acquainted with life at a lighthouse. He was born at a light station, served at Point Reyes, and arrived at Punta Gorda aboard a lighthouse tender. Wayne Piland’s daughter Nancy described Old Bill as “mean and ornery.” The horse also had a quirk that made him difficult to ride. Whenever he approached a puddle, no matter the size, he would try to jump across it. Fortunately, keeper Piland was experienced with horses, and after he braided a small whip, Piland and Old Bill got along just fine.
Like many other light stations along the California coast, Punta Gorda was used by the military during World Ward II. Several Coast Guard recruits were sent to patrol the beach south of the station towards Shelter Cove. The station's population was increased for a few years, but at the end of the war, the beach patrol was discontinued. The Coast Guard eventually built a road from the Mattole River along the foot of the bluffs to Windy Point and another section from Windy Point to the lighthouse. Outfitted with a jeep and a tractor, life at the station seemed much easier, but then the winter storms arrived. After heavy rains, water would stream down the canyons, severing the road in several places, and powerful, storm-driven surf would deposit large logs and other debris on the roadway. It was a good thing that Old Bill was still on hand for an occasional supply trek to civilization. Electricity eventually did reach Punta Gorda, but the power line was unreliable and multiple generators had to be kept on hand. The remoteness of the station made it one of the more costly to maintain, so when improvements in navigation lessened the need for a manned lighthouse in the area, the Coast placed a lighted buoy offshore, removed the Fresnel lens, and boarded up the structures. After having spent more years at Punta Gorda than any keeper, Old Bill was sold to a lady in Ferndale.
When the Coast Guard left in 1951, control of the station passed to the Bureau of Land Management. During the 1960s, a counter culture group took up residence in the dwellings. After chasing them off several times, the Bereau of Land Management decided to burn down all of the wooden structures at the station. All that remains of the station are the concrete lighthouse and oil house, and a few concrete pads where other structures once stood. The lighthouse and oil house were placed on the National Register of Historic Places in 1976, and shortly thereafter the Honeydew volunteer fire department spent time at the station repairing cracks in the masonry, welding breaks in the lighthouse's staircase and railings, and sandblasting and painting the structures. The station received further attention in 1989 when the California Conservancy Corps restored and painted the structures. Hikers along California’s Lost Coast are a bit surprised to encounter a couple of rustic cabins near Fourmile Creek. Had all of the picturesque structures at Punta Gorda remained standing, one can only imagine what a contrast the craftsman-style buildings would be to what is otherwise very remote and unspoiled territory.
Photo of what remains of the Punta Gorda Lighthouse, the "Alcatraz of Lighthouses," captured along the King Range via Minolta MD Celtic 28mm f/2.8 Lens at Mattole River Beach on the Lost Coast. Humboldt County. Late November 2013.
A profile of a black and white zebra trots above the reflection of his inner self which is not only more colorful but also clearer.
Photo off the Santa Lucia Mountain Range and a glimpse of the windy dirt-road known as the Old Coast Road, captured from the Old Coast Road in Big Sur. Monterey County. Late March 2013.
Photo captured via Nikon 50mm f/1.8 D AF Nikkor lens near post-mile marker 111.00 on U.S. Highway 101, the Redwood Highway, near Big Lagoon. Humboldt County. Early September 2013.
Photo of McWay Falls at Julia Pfeiffer Burns State Park captured via the HDR method of photography in Big Sur. Monterey County. Big Sur. Late January 2013.
Photo captured from along the hiking trail at Trinidad Head in Trinidad. Humboldt County. Early May 2013.
This was a funny photo of my wife and I. Susan actually thought I was taking a photo of her when I talked to her to look back. But I was actually trying to take a self portrait through the mirror hanging on one steel pole from the shops.
haha… sorry honey.
Salut!
Leica M6 Panda, Leitz 5cm Summicron Collapsible. Fujifilm 400H. Scanned with Nikon Coolscan V