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I believe I can see the future
Cause I repeat the same routine
I think I used to have a purpose
But then again
That might have been a dream
Sometimes I think I'm happy here
Sometimes, yet I still pretend
I can't remember how this got started
But I can tell you exactly how it will end
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LISTEN: www.youtube.com/watch?v=J-REj_ySWCM
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Photo near Luffenholtz Beach, looking toward Trinidad and Trinidad Head, captured near the census-designated place of Westhaven-Moonstone via Scenic Drive, County Road 4M310. Humboldt County. Mid August 2013.
Herengracht 20/01/2024 17h23
Smartphones and people. A moment of self-reflection during the walk past all the light artworks. Corner with the Leidsegracht (in the background).
ABSORBED BY THE LIGHT
Gali May Lucas (UK)
Amsterdam Light Festival
Amsterdam Light Festival is an annual light art festival in Amsterdam. Artists, architects and (light) designers from all over the world bring their light artworks and installations alive during the festival every winter.
Edition #12 is from 30 November 2023 till 21 January 2024. More than twenty light artworks will illuminate the iconic canals of Amsterdam. For Amsterdam Light Festival 2023-2024 we have asked artists to consider the effects of technology and artificial intelligence (AI) on our everyday lives. The ways in which we communicate, engage and create are all impacted by technology and AI. What is the impact on the human condition? How does society change because of this digital evolution? And where are the boundaries? The different perspectives will be highlighted during Edition 12, with the theme: LOADING… Revealing Art, AI and Tech.
The route consists of more than twenty light artworks by the hand of international artists. From renowned names to surprising newcomers and everything in between. We dive deeper into our relationship with personal tech, the mobile phone being at the forefront – we cannot live without it, but sometimes you wish you could throw it in the canal. Subjects such as swarm intelligence, self learning algorithms, facial recognition and motion capture are also explored. What will be next? That is still loading…
This week Frank challenged me to a reflection shot. No water, glass, mirror. My interpretation is very loose.
When you look within yourself do you see the person you thought you would become? Do you see yourself as you truly are?...how about how others see you? How much have you changed and evolved as you continue life's journey. Life's looking glass can be an enlightening experience or a rude awakening.
Check out Frank's interpretaion here.
This is my first attempt at cloning. Successful or not, I had fun with it.
This will be the last selfie challenge post for 3 weeks. Summer vacation break time for Frank. Back later this afternoon to catch up.
HCS - submitting to clone scavenger hunt.
Photo of the Mattole River Bridge captured via Minolta MD Celtic 28mm f/2.8 Lens in the unincorporated community of Honeydew. Humboldt County. Late November 2013.
Photo of the Battery Point Lighthouse captured in Crescent City. Del Norte County. Early March 2013.
Photo captured alongside U.S. 101, the Redwood Highway, just north of the Richardson Redwood Grove at Richardson Grove State Park via Minolta MD Zoom Rokkor-X 75-200mm f/4.5 lens. Humboldt County. Early November 2013.
Modern Philosophy: An Introduction and Survey
Scruton contends, following Immanuel Kant, that human beings have a transcendental dimension, a sacred core exhibited in their capacity for self-reflection. He argues that we are in an era of secularization without precedent in the history of the world.
Roger Scruton: Of the People, By the People (Point of View, 2013)
Conservatism Archive
Published on May 2, 2016
A Point of View 2013
American avocet (Recurvirostra americana) in winter plumage at LaRiviere Marsh, Don Edwards SF Bay NWR.
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.”
day 4
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As a way to cope with circumstances beyond my control, survive and work to keep fighting for life I decided to try to take at least one photo (or more) each day. I call this “a photo (or more) a day.” Practicing this form of therapeutic photography helps me work to focus on the present moment, gives me something familiar and enjoyable to focus on as I use photography skills that have become like second-nature to me and being able to view the images I capture helps me recall what I was thinking, feeling and noticing at the moment when I created the photos. More of the photos from this series can be seen on my Instagram account
I may not always have the energy, time or capacity to share photos from this series—especially with the very challenging circumstances my family and I are experiencing—and will do my best to continue taking a photo (or more) a day even if I’m not able to share.
The late night beeps buzzes and whirs were enough to make Buford lose sleep, but when the nocturnal interlopers started shining a light through his bedroom window, he knew he had to take action. So he loaded magnum rounds into his Mossberg and left the window open. After two rounds to the underbelly of the strange machine, Buford realized that he might have a new problem...........
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Strobist: AB800 with Softlighter II on floor at 12:00. Vivitar 283 with Wein Peanut Slave on floor camera right. Vivitar 283 with Wein Peanut Slave on floor camera left. Triggered by Cybersync.
Photo captured from the Humboldt Lagoon State Park Visitor Center at Stone Lagoon. Humboldt Lagoons State Park. Humboldt County. Late August 2013.
Each time he tried to touch this perfect youth
The water's surface broke; he'd disappear
The ripples would eventually smooth
That paragon of youth would reappear (Elia Michael)
To have faith ... does not mean to dwell in the shadow of old ideas conceived by prophets and sages, to live off an inherited estate of doctrines and dogmas. In the realm of the spirit only he who is a pioneer is able to be an heir. The wages of spiritual plagiarism is the loss of integrity; self-aggrandizement is self-betrayal.
-Abraham Joshua Heschel
The authentic individual is neither an end nor a beginning but a link between ages, both memory and expectation. Every moment is a new beginning within a continuum of history. It is fallacious to segregate a moment and not to sense its involvement in both past and future. Humbly the past defers to the future, but it refuses to be discarded. Only he who is an heir is qualified to be a pioneer.
-Abraham Joshua Heschel
Each of us has cause to think with deep gratitude of those who have lighted the flame within us.
~ Albert Schweitzer
Be the spark.
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For Me Again Monday - self reflection
title: kringamorphosis
medium: digital photography, face paint, digitally altered 2008
intended presentation context: for web and print showing
#289 of the 365day challenge.
see more face paint here:
in the past when i used to do alot of selfies they always symbolized being loved or being wanting. fear or never being loved of accepted has always been in the back of my mind, something in my past i never healed from. It seems i have returned back to this theme. As i am getting older and i wonder why i am still alone, I am a very independent person and i have never really needed someone to be there but it would be nice to have someone. maybe my time just isnt there yet. as most o my friends are married and have kids and have a stable life. here i am still wondering the what if.
I may again start to make this some what a dairy of my thoughts and dreams, i know when i had my heart on fire account (which i never should have deleted) it seemed to helo tremendously.
so that being said be prepared for more selfies and lots of writings :)
"It is You who will be found. And cherished."
Model:
Norma Hush my Factory translucent SemiCustom with Grey/Black Hair
Details:
"Dancing Flowers" for Blythe Dolls by Chuthings
Hair Fascinator by BuBuJoJo
I slip away to where the soul unfurls alongside the first spring flowers.
A moment, a flicker of will, a pinch of imagination — and I melt into serene unity with nature, leaving the mundane rush behind. Here, breaths grow deeper, exhales turn whisper-soft, and thoughts slow their frantic dance, shedding the weight of needless noise. Whatever storms may rage beyond — I am anchored here and now. All that exists is mind, body, and the primal dance where I become spring’s partner.
The chill breeze still carries winter’s echoes, but March sun kisses the earth with gilded rays. Light wraps around my being like a silken shroud. Flesh seems to dissolve into radiance — warmth seeping into every cell now surges outward, merging with sunlit sparks.
I am a ray caressing the meadow where snowdrops bloom skyward. I am a stem drinking the cold soil’s moisture and sunlight’s vital sap. My leaves, petals, veins — fragile bridges between two realms. I am Darkness and Light’s child, born of their eternal embrace. Is this not Love’s truest dance? Wordless. Unconditional. It needs no language — only colors splashed across thawing snow, only the tremble of a sprout straining toward life…
The wind brushes me, and I recognize an ancient companion. Then a new touch — a delicate tickle on my petal. Is it a bee, bearing my pollen in golden leg-baskets? Or a gnat weaving my essence into its flight? I no longer separate them from myself: their wings are my wings, their hum — my heart’s song.
I become the grass’s whisper and the woodpecker’s call in the distant woods. I am the spark within a dewdrop, the shadow cast upon a stone, the quiver of an aspen leaf. I am spring’s hymn, sung by every shoot, every drop of sap, every whirling pollen grain. Here and now, boundaries vanish — only life remains, flowing from form to form.
Time to return? But how can one depart from Home? I am where I’ve always been: in the roots’ murmur, the hawk’s glide, the earth’s steady breath. Here and now is no mere place. It is eternity’s heartbeat — where I am the world itself.
I was in the Loop yesterday for a traffic safety class (cough, cough...speeding ticket) and I stopped for a quick bite to eat at a favorite vegan restaurant that happened to be right next door. As soon as I ordered, it started raining hard, so I was glad to have been inside. It stopped by the time I was finished and I decided to walk over to the Calder Flamingo before heading back to my car. I wished I had been like my friend, Seth, and had a bottle of water with me to make a better puddle and get more reflection. ;)