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I got this Tattered texture from Playing with Brushes (thank you so much you are incredible)
so for todays FGR Self Reflection. I was so happy to see this selected today, self reflection is always a good thing... i tend to focus on the bad.. BUT... well anyway I thought about this a lot today and for every bad, I had to have a good...
1. I have worked hard, damn hard, to get where I am and I deserve that sucess
2. I have done some things that I'm not proud of, that I think about all the time, that have hurt people, though never my intention, and I'm sorry and my heart aches for you every mintue of every day
3. I am blessed in life, I have an incredible family and fantastic friends, i'd lay down in traffic for them
4. I like the drama, the sadness, the hardtimes, as much as i hate it, i like it... i think it makes me stronger (that is so weird)
5. I want to be better at everything, instantly, now!
keeps popping into explore... and popping out :)
inspired by a work of a great artist named Erik Johansson this is my try with a 3D part in the image.
I hope you like it!
this is a composition of 4 several photos.
3 shooted with my 24-105mm and one with my 8mm Fisheye.
Thanks to all of you, for making this shot #1,
to Front Page and to the Interestingness Page!
Thank you so much!
Please do me a favor and View it LARGE on Black
Before and After at my Site also other Images
strobist info:
1x 430 EX II trough softbox cam up left pointing downward
1x 580 EX II cam down right bare trough diffusor pointing at me
triggered via ST-E2
"I have come curiously close to the end, down
Beneath my self-indulgent pitiful hole,
Defeated, I concede and move closer
I may find comfort here.
I may find peace within the emptiness,
How pitiful."
I have been working a freelance photography job for the last couple of days. This requires a lot of driving in rural Mississippi. Not the most glamorous of jobs, but, it's given me a lot of time to reflect..
I did some more self portraits and really tried to do something different with the light and cropping. I really loved doing these... just wish I had a model so I could just do the photography. I'll have to bribe a friend to help out.... hmmm.
Again... any advise, criticism or comments are appreciated. Merci Boucoup!
Excerpt from brainproject.ca:
We have all been raised to self-reflect and consider who we are, what we want and where we are going. Our view of ourselves is frequently based on how we were raised, educated and treated as children. As we age, we see ourselves further reflected in our families, friends and more generally in how successfully we have navigated employment and financial stability. We often subscribe to the media’s rigid, impenetrable polished ideals that are framed in clear-cut definitions of identity and beauty. “Self Reflection” visually depicts these tendencies while gently reminding us of how aging and disease can also provide new self-images. Though clouded, our self-portraits can also become softer and more deeply beautiful.
At Edwards Gardens today, Toronto
Having a bribe (nuts) helps get closer to these guys!!!
Black Squirrel, 'Sciurus carolinensis'
The black squirrel is actually a variety of the eastern grey squirrel, Sciurus carolinensis.
Other snaps of Edward Gardens are here
www.flickr.com/photos/12466980@N05/sets/72157603287473863/
Added to theCream of the Crop pool as my Most Favourited.
Happy weekend dear friends! :-)
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Photo of Big Lagoon captured via Minolta MD Zoom Rokkor-X 75-200mm f/4.5 lens in the census-designated place of Big Lagoon. Humboldt County. Early December 2013.
hiding behind my camera
I attempted to do a few self portraits but none of them really worked .....the only ones I liked were when I'm hiding behind my camera!
anyway I'm going to give up on the idea of a self portrait at the moment.
Lost and Gone
Story:
Our footsteps echo in compliance on a dark path. Every person watching is a unique shadow, a beautiful and intricate figure composed of unfulfilled dreams and values. We carry chains mistaken for rhythm, our procession of self-imposed burden. The tunnel, an artificial cocoon, becomes a womb of obscurity. We are like Sisyphus, carrying the weight of unfulfilled potential, dissipating against the hard surface of routine. We have the power to step out of line, to break free from our invisible shackles. Yet we stay silent in this parade of shadows and echoes. Is it fear or comfort that holds us in this spectral dance? To break free means facing the unknown, the blinding light of possibility. But we created this tunnel, and the map of the stars is etched on its walls, waiting for us to look up.
Description:
Embark on a metaphorical journey through the 'Tunnel of Self-Reflection.' This video art piece captures the essence of walking a path paved with echoes of our choices and the silhouettes of dreams yet to be fulfilled. As you watch, consider the chains of habit and the weight of potential within us all. Are we comfortable in the darkness, or are we ready to step into the light of the unknown? Join us as we explore these profound questions in a hauntingly beautiful setting. #PathToSelfDiscovery #UnfulfilledDreams #MetaphoricalJourney
Blogger:
www.jjfbbennett.com/2024/04/lost-and-gone.html
Keywords:
Metaphorical Journey, Self-Reflection, Unfulfilled Dreams, Life's Path, Philosophical Art, Echoes of Choice, Chains of Habit, Potential and Fear, Comfort in Darkness, Breaking Free, Self-Discovery, Artistic Interpretation
"In the end, only three things matter: how much you loved, how gently you lived, and how gracefully you let go of things not meant for you"
-Buddha-
Picture taken at Cookies&Porn
photographer: Natasha du Preez
edit: me
I can't believe how fast 2010 seems to have flown. I remembered quite well my emotions and the joy I felt around this time of the year in 2008.
...at times I wish I didn't search too far to see that the joy I had was within my reach, but I was blinded by own dreams. I dreamt so far that I was losing sight of who I was.
I'm always searching for myself... I don't know if I'll ever find me.
Wishing you and yours a Happy New Year with peace to calm the storms, an endless flow of joy and love in its purest form.
Take my hand
You know I`ll be there
If you can I`ll cross the sky
For your love
Give you what I hold dear
Hold on, hold on tightly
Hold on, hold on tightly
Rise up, rise up
With wings like eagles
You`ll run, you`ll run
You`ll run and not grow weary
U2
My obsession with song lyrics continues. Cliche? Everyone does a photo like this, but not like mine! So, yeah, you may have noticed from some of my other pictures that I was born with this different right hand. I used to try to hide it. No more. It is part of who I am. I am used to the stares, the questions, the comments that people think I don't hear. The one thing that still bothers me is when I meet someone new. They enthusiastically stick out their hand (always the right) to shake. When I try to reciprocate, they either pull their hand back or grab me by the arm. Take my hand, dammit, it ain't gonna bite you!
Explored #438!
~Henri Frederic Amiel
I'm not sure if I am doing it with grace....but I'm sure as hell trying. lol :o)
I used to live here. This door was painted by my brother. If you look closely at the lower right corner of the window you will see the reflection.
This is the kitchen in my grandmother's home. It has changed very little in my lifetime or since it was built in 1947 for that matter.
So much of my life centers around this very spot where I stood to take this picture. Early mornings when my grandmother would send me off to school with a hearty breakfast of pancakes and sausage. Evenings coming home exhausted from track practice to the welcoming smells of home cooking. Helping grandma wash dishes while we discussed the day's issues. Summers with friends tracking dripping water across the floor in our wet swimsuits as we dashed in to grab a popsicle. Preparing bedtime snacks with grandpa. He would smile and pat me on the head. Late night talks with my uncles over hamburgers. Countless family gatherings with more people crammed into this small space than you could imagine. Happy greetings. Hugs and long goodbyes (just to the left of the window is the door out to the driveway).
If these old walls,
If these old walls could speak
Of the things that they remember well,
Stories and faces dearly held
Sanaz Mazinani (b. Tehran, Iran, 1978). Threshold. 2015/2024
Acrylic mirror, silicone, wood, steel, paint, digital video & sound file.
Sound Composition by Mani Mazinani. Courtesy of the artist, Stephen Bulger Galtery, and Edward and Marla Schwartz.
“Mirrors are often regarded as offering a transparent and unbiased view of reality. In Threshold, mirrors are used to situate the viewer between reality and distorted images, encouraging self-reflection and self-awareness.
Sanaz Mazinani’s work uses intricate laser-cut mirror panels inspired by Islamic architecture. These mirrors reflect images of the viewer and intermingle them with video projections - a coming together within a fractured dimension. The video is created using multiple scenes of explosions taken from Hollywood movies, evoking Mazinani’s childhood experiences of war and conflict.
By mirroring and multiplying these scenes, Mazinani transforms the shocking explosions into kaleidoscopic compositions that captivate the visitor’s attention. Her artwork questions the over exposure and manipulation of conflict in the media industry and the distorted reality that these images create.
Sanaz Mazinani is an artist, academic, and educator based in Toronto. She works across the disciplines of photography, sculpture, and large-scale multimedia installations. Mazinani creates informational objects that invite us to rethink how we see. Her work has been shown internationally and is held in public collections including the Art Gallery of Ontario and the Aga Khan Museum.”