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Girl Image by Enrique Meseguer from Pixabay
Broken glass Image by Jacques GAIMARD from Pixabay
Abstract texture Photoshop Artistry
Textures by Scott Davenport
(Explored 12/4/2020)
it was an overexposed shot, but makes the idea of something shattered with violence by the rough sea...
A very emotional piece for me. I have been trying to finish it for a month now and just could not find that gritty emotion that I needed to express until today........Is there any worse pain than the very second your heart is shattered? That very second when you can feel the color draining from you because the jagged edges of your broken heart are piercing everything inside you. That second when you bend at the waist in the pain of your shattered heart......yeah this one is special to me
A cold still morning is shattered by the wonderful sound of LMS Ivatt 43106 working away from Victoria Bridge towards Arley
Revelation countdown to nuclear meltdown:
“NATO Fighter Jets Now Certified to Carry Nuclear Weapons as Tensions With Russia Escalate”
Isaiah 8:9 “Raise the war cry, you nations, and be shattered! Listen, all you distant lands. Prepare for battle, and be shattered! Prepare for battle, and be shattered!”
There are worlds in an opal. ~Terri Guillemets
(I remember, long ago, last Spring, how my heart was racing when I came upon this scene, just after sunrise...and the minty fragrance - there was just no way to do justice to the real scene .)
These were huge chunks of ice. It also reminds me of a garden sidewalk. This picture is only taken a few feet from the last photo.
Two sparrows peacefully eating birdseed as two more zoom in to join them and appear to collide in midair. Sparrows often spend as much time fighting over their food as they do eating it.
I pirouette in the dark
I see the stars through me
Tired mechanical heart
Beats til the song disappears
Somebody shine a light
I'm frozen by the fear in me
Somebody make me feel alive
And shatter me
So cut me from the line
Dizzy, spinning endlessly
Somebody make me feel alive
And shatter me!
Shatter me!
Somebody make me feel alive
And shatter me!
If only the clockworks could speak
I wouldn't be so alone
We burn every magnet and spring
And spiral into the unknown
Somebody shine a light
I'm frozen by the fear in me
Somebody make me feel alive
And shatter me
So cut me from the line
Dizzy, spinning endlessly
Somebody make me feel alive
And shatter me!
Shatter me!
Somebody make me feel alive
And shatter me!
If I break the glass, then I'll have to fly
There's no one to catch me if I take a dive
I'm scared of changing, the days stay the same
The world is spinning but only in gray
If I break the glass, then I'll have to fly
There's no one to catch me if I take a dive
I'm scared of changing, the days stay the same
The world is spinning but only in gray
(Only)
Somebody shine a light
I'm frozen by the fear in me
Somebody make me feel alive
And shatter me
So cut me from the line
Dizzy, spinning endlessly
Somebody make me feel alive
And shatter me!
Shatter me!
Somebody make me feel alive
And shatter me!
~Lindsey Stirling
I'm an admirer of my mate Gary Waterhouse's 'experimental' shots. www.flickr.com/photos/100270227@N02/39604151055/in/datepo... Quite how he does them leaves me just dumbfounded even after he has described how he did them. It was only after he had photographed about the tenth lightbulb being smashed up, some dropped, some shot, that I remembered something my Dad told me a long time ago. He had always been able to do this mega high pitched whistle between his teeth and he told me that when he was about 15 (in about 1947) he and his mates used to go out on cold nights especially to the station platform and the drill hall in Shrewsbury. Sometimes if it was a frosty night and if he got in just the right position below the platform light and did that especially shrill whistle he could make the light bulbs shatter.
Seeing Gary's photos made me wonder if I could recreate those conditions, so when we had the snow last week I stood a couple of large incandescent light bulbs (the ones that are hard to get now) in the snow on our patio table. I hoped that the extreme cold of the snow on only part of the glass would stress the glass. And then I got my old dog whistle which is so high pitched I can't even hear it. Well, I blew, and blew until my cheeks ached, taking up different positions around the table. I must admit I got pretty breathless and started to get cold in the night air.
I eventually gave up and decided to go back in doors, but first I would shut our lone hen in her coop for the night. Taking my torch out of my pocket to cross the dark garden, the beam swung down across the table and lit the bulbs. And to my amazement I saw......the bulbs hadn't shattered in pieces, but were shattered...... and remained intact! Wow! It had worked!!! And I had achieved something even Gary couldn't.
Hey, Gaz no gun required!!!
Well, actually no. That's all bs. These bulbs are solar powered table lights that have this shattered look when you buy them from B&Q. Bullshit. That's all I can do better than Gaz!
January 1, 2021
Brewster, Massachusetts
Cape Cod - USA
Photo by brucetopher
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Thanks to the stirring of the waters by Canada Geese, a small pool of liquid water remains in the center of this pond in the midst of bitterly cold weather: the morning low this day was -5 ˚F (-20 ˚C) and the current temperature was 15 ˚F (-9 ˚C), though the high temperature 3 days prior was 73 ˚F (21 ˚C). The sun has set behind a cloud bank to the west, the golden eagles have gone off to roost in the cottonwoods, the white-tailed deer have found cover under nearby shrubs, the Canada geese are headed back to ponds to ward off hunting coyotes and foxes, and a city of 120,000 people is settling in for the night to eat dinner and reflect on the merits of a leader who is viewed as above the law by the majority of Senators.
The rough surface of the frozen pond is due to residual hoar frost from the previous frigid night. The peaks in the back are covered in a fresh coat of 10 inches (25 cm) of fresh snow.