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Photo captured a few miles east of the city of Arcata on California Highway 299. Humboldt County. Late November 2012.
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
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Photo captured via Minolta MD Celtic 28mm f/2.8 Lens from Samoa Beach in the census-designated place of Samoa. Humboldt County. Late November 2013.
Slightly edited selfreflection on my sunglasses in Amsterdam. Taken with my HTC Desire using the Camera360 Android app.
I like sunny days, I think most of us do, but unlike most of us, I don't really like staying in the direct sunlight, I prefer a shady spot from where I can see the fearless sunbathers, offering their medium-rare bodies to the yellow, burning Overlord in the sky, that lately only graces us so seldom with its presence, and I think to myself 'Hmmm, I wonder if those people are made out of Teflon', because I could never do that, even if it wasn't seriously bad for your health, I just overheat too easily. So if you see a bald dude sitting in the shadow, smiling at you while sipping on his cold drink, that's probably me, studying your molecular structur for any visible traces of (C2F4)n (yes, that's the molecular formula of Teflon, hehe) shining through your skin-layers...or you're just a hot chick and I'm checking you out...sorry about that, lol ;D
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Photo of the mouth of the Klamath River captured at the Klamath River Overlook via Requa Road in Del Norte County. "State of Jefferson." Redwood National Park. Early August 2013.
Wide manual lenses are crazy hard to focus in the dark, with no focusing screen, on a meek weak 550D Canon. Have I done the S-M-C Takumar 28mm f/3.5 injustice (rhetoric answer is yes)?
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Fotografie: Sitan van Sluis
Model: Hiske Eriks
Licht: Martijn Laarhoven
Make-up: Susan
We can all count ourselves "the lucky ones...." to have experienced love at sometime in our lives. It fit like a perfectly tailored suit knowing what to emphasize and more importantly what NOT to. It was everything. It brought joy, those warm contented feelings of a comfortable love where as we wake each day we knew someone is there to walk with us, care about us, and share with us. It created and played out those Hallmark moments we grew up with. It even transformed some of us. We became full of pride, of place and how we fit into the larger scheme of things as expressed by our media and genetics. Love brought with it the amazing adventures and self exploration of our lustfull side. That secret taboo tucked away part we rarely share with anyone we knew. It was easier to explore it with a one night fling or fuck buddy because who cared what they thought. It was about you. Yet love allowed us to share that part of us and explore it and not worry about what the other thought. Ahhh, Love is Great! But love has a much more darker side that is rarely discussed. That part of it provided by the mere physics of nature and balance; what goes up must come down; to have happiness you have to have experienced ............. you know what Im saying. Love also brings with it a total bewilderment, a loss, devastation and ache like no other when it bids you adieu. One so big and overwhelming you just want to die because you cant imagine going on. No one ........... and I mean NO ONE .... prepares you for that part. Its kept like some dirty little family secret tucked away and never discussed. Is it some f@*ked up crazy form of initiation that society allows us to fall in love but will not tell you that the fall out of love could possibly drive you mad or kill you? Come on.........me, Mr Conservative would have thought at least twice before I jumped in with both feet. I would have jumped in anyway who am I kidding Lol ! But if youre one of the lucky ones to have survived the fall into AND out of love ....... when you least expected it to .............. and the passage of time has eased the pain, hurt, and loss and erased the resentment you once seethed with then count yourself lucky.......thats right Lucky! Call me a fool for love but I would do it all over again and again and again. My love was Paul and when I rose each day with him by my side I ruled my world. Kindness was not a virtue but mandatory in all aspects of life and I honestly was a better person not because of him but because I was with him. Will I find that again? Not a chance! I'll find other loves Im sure of it. But Paul had a special quality ...... an aura of almost magic ...........that I still cant name or put my finger on. Yet, when it illuminated my life, even after the parting of ways, through that whole messy wonderful experience called Love ........it made me find me and who I was in this journey called Life. Thank you Paul.
Photo looking towards Trinidad Head captured via the HDR method of photography from the Vista Point on U.S. Highway 101 in McKinleyville. Humboldt County. Late January 2013.
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 Nikon 50mm f/1.8 D AF Nikkor lens. Humboldt County. Early November 2013.
Photo captured via Nikon 50mm f/1.8 D AF Nikkor lens from Samoa Beach in the census-designated place of Samoa. Humboldt County. Early October 2013.
Photo of drift wood and an old rusted buoy captured near the decommissioned Punta Gorda Lighthouse via Minolta MD Celtic 28mm f/2.8 Lens at Mattole River Beach on the Lost Coast. Humboldt County. Late November 2013.
Photo of Big Lagoon, looking east, 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 of a redwood grove at Rockefeller Forest: Lower Bull Creek Flat, captured via Minolta MD Celtic 28mm f/2.8 Lens within Humboldt Redwoods State Park. Humboldt County. Late December 2013.
As former president Teddy Roosevelt puts it...behold it is the "Eighth Wonder of the World." The water originates from underground springs above and at the falls. Even during the dry summer months and at 129 feet in height, the water provides an almost constant flow rate of 100 million U.S. gallons / day. Photo of Burney Falls captured via the HDR method of photography from McArthur-Burney Falls Memorial State Park in Shasta County. Northern California. On the last day of 2012.
a webcam pic of me from 2003 after i performed in the woods with butoh dancers near seattle. my cam here: www.shannonkringen.com/kringcam.htm
Photo captured via Minolta MD Celtic 28mm f/2.8 Lens at Mattole River Beach on the Lost Coast. Humboldt County. Late November 2013.
Chilling at the nail salon yesterday, waiting for my turn with the amazing Chow.
**UPDATE** On 9/17, I collapsed in my apartment at 0315 in the morning. I felt an intolerable pain going up the right side of my body and was having a difficult time breathing. I was immobilized for about 5 minutes but was finally able to pull myself up off of the floor onto the edge of my bed. I considered very seriously calling EMS/ 911.. The symptoms began lessening to a small degree. I googled the symptoms... I believed that I was experiencing appendicitis. So, instead of calling the ambulance, I decided to drive myself...(Im a very stubborn old broad..)
I arrived to Saint Mark's Hospital in Murray Utah, About 5 miles from my residence. The Doctors and Nurses there did not mess around. (Total rock stars) I was admitted almost immediately and tests were began. The test that likely saved my life that night was the CT scan.. It identified a very sizeable blood clot that had gotten lodged in my lungs. This is known as a Pulmonary embolism and is no joking matter. Had this nasty thing made it to my brain: Stroke or death. Had it made it to my heart: Death. Left unchecked in my lungs: Death.
So.. in a nutshell... I am very fortunate to be alive today. A huge THANK YOU to all the staff, Nurses and Doctors at St Mark's Hospital for saving my life. :)
The water is wide, I cannot cross o'er
And neither have I wings to fly
Give me a boat that can carry two
And both shall row, my love and I
~traditional folk song
I used to sing that with my vocal group in high school. Loved it ever since. Perhaps the most beautiful version here by Hayley Westenra.
Yes that is snow in my hair. Very cold and moody day at the beach overlooking Lake Michigan.
Day 50
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For the FGR 'Self Reflection' Challenge (for group of same name).
I guess this is a photo about fear and about the things 'that are out to get you'. And seeing as I built this dark fantasy, I re-conclude the biggest enemy lies within your mind's ability to create things imagined that make you tremble fearfully (but most of which never come to pass - knock on wood!).
Texture by ghostbones. Blood from dark dragon. Many thanks to you both.
A note on shooting it: Man, was it hard to twist so that you got my reflection in that metal ring but did't see the camera (in my other hand). Bathercise!
Edit: Just saw the film 'What lies beneath' - had no idea how much of a homage to that film this could be!
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A young woman stands on an infinite pier, holding a frame that endlessly repeats her own image, like a visual mantra of introspection. A translucent maze overlays the scene, symbolizing the winding paths of the mind, the loops of memory, and the journey of identity.
Like a mantra whispered in meditation, the repetition becomes a ritual — a contemplative echo guiding us inward. Between serene surface and inner complexity, the image blurs the line between reality and illusion, inviting reflection on who we truly are.
My friend Judy's six toed cat Spike likes to sit on his pillow facing the wall. One day Judy decided to put a mirror right in front of where he sits so now he sits and stares at himself for hours. It's very odd but it definitely made me smile.
#84 of the 365day challenge. prepping 4 www.burningman.com mentally...with some free form face paint...
Natural habitat on a slow weekend morning. Just out of frame, some teenagers chasing a basketball around the train car.
No make up or lip gloss. Just me in the tub reflecting on what makes me happy. I hate when I look back at pictures of myself and see and unsure, unhappy person staring back at me. I don't care how good or slim or sexy I thought I looked, if the feeling didn't reach my eyes it wasn't a good picture.
Lately I've been trying to capture what I feel in a picture. I learned that I can be sexy whether I'm a size 20 or 12...And I can be happy for where I stand today because all of the bad things have made me more aware and a better person.
In this picture I see acceptance, peace, happiness.
Genuinely Patrice
It doesn't have to be a perfect picture but it's me
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