Apartment Gardening (Gardening in a Balcony of an Apartment)
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Moving from a house to a small apartment have taken nearly all my energy for the last year, and my camera has hardly been used. But recently I charged my Nikon battery and tried to awaken the joy of photography again.
This new photo is from a waterfall called Storfossen just outside Trondheim, Norway. I had never been there before, even though it is only about 40 minutes by car from my home, plus a short walk. There are three waterfalls downstream, one after the other, and you can see a glimpse of the highest one (about 40 meters) up to the left in this picture. There is a viewpoint by the foot of that one, where people can go to take pictures. I went below the second fall and used my 70-300 mm to take this photo of someone else taking their pictures up there :-) Hope they don’t mind. Near or far, in the end we all meet at the waterfall.
This super gorgeous German Shepherd is the the dog of the people whom my youngest daughter rents a small apartment from. She lives in their backyard, and he is always keeping her company. I met him on the day she moved in. I would love to take some proper portraits of him when i get the opportunity, but she has warned me that it would be just about impossible. Apparently when there are people around, he is so excitable that he does not stay still for more than a few seconds. Still, i plan to try to get at least one portrait of him. He is Gorgeous, and so playful, affectionate and sweet and cute.
Le confinement dans un petit appartement ça ne laisse pas beaucoup d'opportunité et encore moins de choix en diversité de sujets à mettre en image au quotidien , néanmoins ce pigeon ramier m'a fait l'honneur la semaine passée de rester assez longtemps dans le tilleul situé à 16 mètres de la fenêtre de mon bureau , la photo est prise à main levée et en appui sur le rebord de la fenêtre .
PS : toute demande de partage avec un groupe sera rejetée sur le champ , je ne désire aucune publicité sur mon travail ( j'ai largement passé l'âge de recevoir des Oscars , des Bons Points et autres gamineries de ce genre ....) , merci de votre compréhension .
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The confinement in a small apartment does not leave much opportunity and even less choice in diversity of subjects to be imaged in everyday life, nevertheless this wood pigeon did me the honor last week to stay long enough in the lime tree located 16 meters from my office window, the photo is taken by freehand and pressing on the window sill.
PS: any request to share with a group will be rejected immediately, I do not want any publicity on my work (I have largely passed the age of receiving Oscars, Good Points and other nonsense of this kind .... ) , thank you for your understanding .
West midlands ambulance service skoda octavia rapid response vehicle + Staffordshire police ford transit connect seen attending a incident in a small apartment block.
Most of you know by now that I’m a storyteller. When there is a story to be told, especially regarding one of my photos, I love to share. Today’s story takes us to a small unincorporated community in Indiana called Orangeville.
Orangeville is easily a town that you could drive through and not even know that you missed it. There’s an old church, a couple businesses and that’s about it. There’s no traffic light present. Even the town’s post office has long since closed (and closed over a hundred years ago at that!).
The Orangeville “This and That” store was a staple of the community. Built in 1925, it served many locals and also those just passing through. It’s said that it was owned by an older man who was a widower. He lived in a small apartment in the back of the store. The store sold gas, food, snacks, candy and other local goods. It was mentioned on Facebook that the owner did woodworking and sold some of the items he made at the store. One lady recalled the owner making her a small crib to order. Sadly the store would close after the owner passed and the family didn’t want to take over the business. Stories about the store vary but it seems that the store closed sometime in the late ‘90s and has been closed for more than 20 years.
One of my favorite memories I read about this store was a comment from another Flickr user named Keith. He visited the store in 1981 during a road trip through Southern Indiana. I don’t think he is active on Flickr these days and I hope he doesn’t mind me sharing part of his comment below:
Quote: “…The place was like a time capsule. Two elderly men sat in old wooden chairs out front, and watched every move we made, and studied my new Toyota as though it was an alien spaceship. The soft drinks were all in bottles, and the snack choices were Cracker Jack, peanut butter crackers, or salted peanuts...”
Today the store sits abandoned as nature slowly takes over the building. Vines typically cover the front during the summer making it hard to spot. The gas pump is long gone and only a few letters remain on the round orange sign up top. However the memory of this store and the many lives the owner touched live on. I'll share a photo in the comments below of the store taken in 1990.
* Information for this post was gathered from posts on Facebook, University of Southern Indiana archives, Wikipedia, and other flickr users.
Orangeville “This and That” General Store
Orange County, Indiana
This is about as Gregory Crewdson in lighting / colour / atmosphere (albeit somewhat darker) as I can get without a human subject. I was walking Bobby when I got curious what was behind this small apartment complex and then I saw it, went home, grabbed kit and headed out to do a darker LE. The subtle towel was what caught my attention, the subtle signs of a human life-form put it there and that's aspect I appreciate the most.
I hope everyone is well and so as always, thank you! :)
PS: Fact I am willing to admit about myself, I declared to much laughter at 8/9 years old that I was an Alien, however, since then I have never stopped seeing it from that point of view, this is why I speak of Humans, as an external species unto my own perspective of being, true story!
This photo was taken an hour after the previous post. Both photos are taken from the balcony in our small apartment. :)
- Praia Grande, Portugal -
(meglio in grande - best on large)
Santa Croce di Lazfòns / Latzfonser-Kreuz (m. 2311).
La chiesetta santuario di Santa Croce di Lazfons è situata a sud della Cima San Cassiano.
Nel 1743 venne costruita una cappella votiva per lo "Schwarzer Herrgott" che veniva considerato dai contadini del luogo il protettore contro i pericoli dei temporali estivi. Fin da quella data fu costruito un piccolo alloggio per i fedeli e ben presto il luogo divenne centro di preghiera e devozione tra i più importanti della zona. Nel 1860 al posto della cappella originaria fu costruita una chiesetta in muratura, la stessa che si può ammirare ai giorni nostri.
E' una finestra aperta sulle Dolomiti; lo sguardo spazia dalla Plose, al Putia, alle Odle, al gruppo del Sella e del Sassolungo e giù fino allo Sciliar ed alle cime che contornano l'altipiano di Nova Ponente.
(fonte: Wikipedia)
The church sanctuary of Lazfons' Santa Croce is located south of Cima San Cassiano.
In 1743, a votive chapel was built for the "Schwarzer Herrgott" which was considered by local farmers, the protector against the dangers of summer storms. Since that time it was built a small apartment for the faithful, and soon the place became a center of prayer and devotion among the most important area. In 1860, instead of the original chapel was built a brick church, the same can be admired today.
It is an open window in the Dolomites, the view extends from Plose to Peiterkofel to Geisler, the Sellagruppe and Langkofel and Schlern, up and down the peaks that surround the plateau of Deutschnofen.
(source: Wikipedia)
“I am humbled by the destructive and creative nature in us all. This is what keeps me painting.” – FAITH47 (American street artist).
The theme for "Smile on Saturday" for the 14th of June is "murals". Now, I won’t lie: being a traditionalist, I am no fan of street art, even though I know it is a legitimate and ever evolving art form. Last year I went to a famous Melbourne artists’ market, the Rose Street Market, looking for gifts for Christmas. The inner Melbourne suburb of Fitzroy, where Rose Street and the Rose Street Market are, is famous for its murals and street art, as there is so much of it there. This mural is on a small apartment block on Rose Street in Fitzroy, and I only discovered it because I went to the market, and even I must confess that it is very beautiful with its two pink galahs looking down with beady eyes. As I learned from a dear Flickr friend John from Brisbane that the beautiful orange brown eyes that they have denote these two are females. I dedicate this photo to my very dear Flickr friend whom some of you know, The Pocket Rocket. She is a lover (and photographer of) Australian birds, including galahs, and her favourite colour is pink. . I hope you like my choice of this week’s theme, and that it makes you smile!
The Sydney sunset as seen through our little bridge over the harbour.
Photographed from the courtyard of a small apartment on Kirribilli Avenue, at Kirribilli.
In the far distance is the ANZAC bridge at Pyrmont. Looking directly under the bridge you cab see the wharves that comprise the Walsh Bay Arts Precinct.
My Canon EOS 5D Mk IV with the Canon EF 24-105 f/4 IS II USM lens.
Processed in Adobe Lightroom
Many people believe that part of the Christmas spirit is “giving”. This year we will all struggle with giving gifts or giving of our time due to restrictions. Maybe this is the year to reflect on new ways to give. Maybe we should even give back to ourselves by enjoying the peace of this season instead of the “ hustle and bustle” of preparing for Christmas. This ornate Santa was given to me by my mother-in-law a few years ago. I know it is something SHE loved and probably had no room for it in her small apartment. I accepted it gracefully but it is not something I really wanted. Buying a gift for someone truly can be challenging if you try to take your own feelings out of the decision making. However, mom is gone now and I have kept the Santa because it does bring memories of her into our Christmas season. When I look at it, I don’t see a gift I have always wanted . Instead I see a piece of mom left behind for me to enjoy.
During a trip to Hawaii, my husband and I stayed in a private home on the property that also housed a parrot sanctuary. The owners of the property invited us inside the large aviaries to meet their feathered friends. This gorgeous bird was one of my favorites. His original owners had brought him to the sanctuary as he was much too loud to live in the small apartment with his owners. During our visit he was quietly investigating the metal bar of the aviary and seemed oblivious to us.
Cheers to my new life!!
14日、アパートに越しました。
そういえば、昨日飲んだんだっけ・・二日酔い！
I'm a new soul
I came to this strange world
Hoping I could learn a bit
'bout how to give and take ... ♪
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dust bunny . tray of champagne . gold
dust bunny . papasan chair . white wood
this little girl and her mom were immigrants from Guatamala. they were staying with a neighbor for a week in our small apartment building and were on way to a job in CA. The girl was rarely allowed outside. we gave her toys and tried to play with her but she was shy and scared. one day immigration services showed up and took them. a meth dealer called them. I had spent 6 months trying to get cops to bust the dealer and meth maker without success. this country can be cruel. this occured 5 years ago. I know the problem is worse now. 100's of years of US exploitation of central America created this.
These beautiful old almshouses in the centre of Kettering in Northamptonshire date from 1688 and were originally known as Sawyer's Hospital - an old name for almshouses. When they were first built they had a steeply pitched thatch roof with six dormer windows - one for each small apartment. Now they have been converted into three dwellings. The building is Grade II*-listed.
I lived in a small apartment - 75 square feet of livable space - and there was something wonderful about it. Since then, my life has outgrown even the desire for that kind of living. But I'm glad I did it. I'm glad to know that, if I had to, I could do it again and thrive.
In that apartment, I had a sink nearly idential to this. I took a photo of it (digital) in 2007, and I remembered it as soon as I saw this one. I couldn't recall how exactly I shot it, but I knew it was from a bit above and at an angle. So I tried.
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'Heights'
Camera: Chamonix 45F-2
Lens: Steinheil München Anastigmat Actinar 4.5; 135mm
Film: Fomapan 200
Exposure: f/9; 1/25sec; Yellow Filter
Process: FA-1027; 1+14; 9min
Washington
June 2022
Little known fact (at least it was to me) some wind turbines have a small apartment for overnighting engineers.
Handheld LE using the Olympus Em1’s built in ND filter.
Zuiko 7-14mm f2.8
My idea for this week was very different, however, once I have assumed that in the next few weeks all my photos will be taken indoors (we live in Madrid, Spain. In a very very small apartment) and we can't go out from our home until it's declared safe to do it. I have also assumed that it will be a mini-challenge within the challenge to get an image on the subject every week. But as long as health is with us, my little photographer-model and I, will continue enjoying this beautiful project that makes us keep our minds occupied with nicer matters... In the end, been confined with the people you love the most in the world, is a sweet condemn. So we won't complain too much.
The prism is a fun ally and in this case the triangle has served to frame my most favorite pirate eye ;)
As a young kid I grew up living with my parents in a small apartment above my father's store below. Life was hard, but it still was laced with many good memories. Since then, I've always been fascinated when I see apartments above stores, like in the above image, and wonder about the people living in them, and what their lives are like? Now, some 70 plus years later, I can still remember quite vividly what my, and our lives were like back then, as if it were yesterday.
This picture of the blue wonder bridge in Dresden at night has been smiling at me for a few weeks now and is waiting to be published. But the right moment for it simply hadn't come yet. (How long can you tell from the fact that the Christmas decorations can be seen in the picture) However, I think it suits my day very well.
I have always indicated from time to time, that I was starting a new phase in my life.
Today is a crucial step on this path, because today I am moving from our house in Radeberg (which is now her house) to a small apartment in Sebnitz alone.
Of course I won't tear down the bridge that takes me over the river. After all, it connects me to the most important person in my life, my daughter Lilly. And it will always stay that way.
And even though I only have a very vague idea of what my path will be like on the other side of the river, I feel significantly more curiosity than fear.
After all, the world is big and there is still a lot to discover. And I'll start with Sebnitz and the surrounding area next week.
Dieses Bild vom blauen Wunder in Dresden bei Nacht lächelt mich jetzt schon einige Wochen an und wartet auf seine Veröffentlichung. Doch bisher war der richtige Moment dafür einfach noch nicht gekommen. (wie lange könnt Ihr daran erkennen, dass auf dem Bild die Weihnachtsdekoration zu sehen ist) Ich denke für meinen heutigen Tag passt es jedoch sehr gut.
Ich habe ja immer mal angedeutet, dass ich in meinem Leben einen neuen Lebensabschnitt beginne.
Heute ist auf diesem Weg ein entscheidender Schritt, denn heute ziehe ich aus unserem Haus in Radeberg (was jetzt ihr Haus ist) allein in eine kleine Wohnung in Sebnitz.
Natürlich werde ich die Brücke die mich über den Fluß bringt nicht nach mir einreissen. Schließlich verbindet sie mich mit dem wichtigsten Menschen meines Lebens, meiner Tochter Lilly. Und das wird bis auch immer so bleiben.
Und auch wenn ich bisher nur eine sehr wage Vorstellung davon habe, wie mein Weg auf der anderen Seite des Flusses weiter gehen wird, so emfinde ich deutlich mehr Neugier als Furcht.
Schließlich ist die Welt groß und es gibt noch viel zu entdecken. Und mit Sebnitz und Umgebung fange ich ab nächste Woche an.
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A chance discovery after climbing some stairs on the outside of a small apartment building. My goal was the roof, but this find halfway up took the cake.
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"Paris, or Wherever We Are" by Emily Hearn
How I love the view from this window
The flowers hung in boxes everywhere
When I told you that I needed some place to go
You said, “Paris, love. I’m taking you there.”
So we hopped a plane and found a small apartment
It’s the kind of place that makes you wanna stay
And I think this city might be broken-hearted
But when I’m with you, my trouble’s far away
Detail of 'A House For Artists', a small apartment block in Barking which was built to provide affordable housing for people working in the creative industries. Designed by architects Apparata and completed in 2021.
A painting of two Navajo friends trudging through the snow in Monument Valley, which happens to be one of my favorite places in the entire world. One is in traditional garb, the other appears to be typical of late 1800s to mid 20th century clothes (although they are so small it's hard to really tell much). For 120 pictures in 2019 #58 "Inspire your heart with art day". The painting was given to us by my Father-In-Law when they moved into a small apartment in a retirement home, and reminds us of his love of Northern New Mexico.
More Pics with stories are needed-it aint just aeasthics. this little girl and her mom were immigrants from Guatamala. they were staying with a neighbor for atwo weeks in our small apartment building and were on way to a job in CA. The girl was rarely allowed outside. we gave her toys and tried to play with her but she was shy and scared. She was very aware of me taking her picture. one day immigration services showed up and took them.. a meth dealer called them. I had spent 6 months trying to get cops to bust the dealer and meth maker without success. this country can be cruel. this occured 5 years ago. I know the problem is worse now. 100's of years of US exploitation of central America created this.
Probably my favorite pic I have taken
On a May afternoon, some springtime haze gave this little Swiss town a dreamy look. Riehen is a charming place. It is part of Switzerland's tiniest canton, Basel-Stadt. This low-lying canton is in northwest Switzerland, down on the Rhine. After the Rhine flows west through Basel City, it immediately turns north and becomes the border between Germany and France.
NB - Riehen (pop. ca. 21,000) is partly rural (pastures, farmland, orchards) and partly residential (homes and small apartment buildings). Besides some small shopping and restaurant areas, it also has parks and nature preserves. It is the home of a world-class art museum (Fondation Beyeler) and Switzerland's largest cemetery (Friedhof am Hörnli). Riehen borders directly on the southern German state of Baden-Württemberg. (I have lived in Riehen for more than 20 years.)
Location: Moostal (Moss Valley) and the adjacent residential area, Riehen BS Switzerland.
In my album: Roaming Riehen.
My latest re-root - Tootsie.
Tootsie is a vegan who used to live in New York. She runs drum therapy work shops to try and increase the power of women through expressive dance. She does a lot of voluntary work with the homeless and has a small apartment which doubles as a gallery for her own art work.
A little path to the side has some beautiful urban geometry to show off!
This is in the area around Harvard, it's full of old brownstones, small family homes, and historic low-rise apartments that have been renovated for students and locals alike. I can spend hours walking the streets, as almost all of the buildings here are beautiful, and the urban greenery are so perfectly balanced with the geometry of the man-made structures. It's an excellent place to be, though most apartments are rather small for Cambridge :)
I believe the building on the left is a Harvard dorm, while at the far end, there is a small apartment block.
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Date: 2025/04/20
Camera: Polaroid Impulse AF
Film: Polaroid Color 600
Exposure: -1 (slider all the way to dark)
Weather: Early afternoon, bright and clear skies, windy.
Scanner: Epson V550
I enjoy walking around Venice and the little surprises that pop up around the city. This photo was taken of a small side corner near the Rialto Bridge. Ye!. No plethora of tourists. The title I have used is the name of the small apartment whose sign stood out and caught my eye.
Built in 1892 by an unknown individual, this distinctive and ornate “wedding cake”-like eclectic Queen Anne and Romanesque Revival-style townhouse stands on Russell Street in the Mutter Gottes Historic District of Covington, Kentucky.
Prior to the construction of the house, according to an 1886 Sanborn Fire Insurance map, the site was home to a wooden duplex, likely built sometime around the mid-19th Century.
The house has a heavily detailed brick facade with decorative brick trim, polychromatic ceramic tiles featuring the busts of Roman emperors, arched two-over-two windows, and a three-tiered front bay window that transforms from being rectangular on the 1st floor, to trapezoidal on the 2nd floor, and semi-circular on the 3rd floor, with the one-over-one windows on this portion of the house featuring multi-colored semi-circular stained glass transoms
The house additionally features many intact historic elements inside, including the original staircase that stretches from the first floor side entrance up to the 3rd floor, original doors and trim throughout, and original tiles and fireplace surrounds on the 1st floor and 2nd floor.
The house, originally a single-family home, featured a garden to the side and several one-story wooden porches on the side and rear, as well as sheds in the backyard.
By the early 20th Century, the house became the home of former Wurlitzer Music Company employee and industrialist Albert B. Koett, born in 1863 in Weimar, Germany, whom founded the Kelley-Koett (Keleket) manufacturing company behind a previous residence on Bakewell Street, where Koett worked with J. Robert Kelley on his innovations to X-Ray machines.
Koett left Wurlitzer in 1905 to work full time with the Kelley-Koett Manufacturing Company with John Robert Kelley, as an innovator and industrialist, innovating the "Keleket" X-Ray machine, utilized widely throughout the United States by the 1920s. The company expanded to the point that it occupied a large building on 4th Street in Covington and an additional building on York Street in Cincinnati's West End.
While owned by Koett, the house was enlarged, adding a masonry addition atop the roof of the two-story rear ell, a wooden addition on the rear of the house over a rear porch, and a new front porch with a red tile roof and wire brick columns.
The house was divided up into several small apartment units in the mid-20th Century after Koett's death, leading to the addition of a metal fire escape to the side, and reconfiguration of the interior, with the house being purchased and rehabilitated in the mid-1980s, returning to usage a single-family home, with a one-bedroom apartment on the third floor.
I took a couple hundred 4x5 photos of cemeteries this summer - all on x-ray film. I've developed exactly zero of them.
Developing x-ray is a challenge for me. Not getting it right, I think I have that basically down. But physically doing it. I can't use my normal daylight method (Steerman Press Tank) due to x-ray film having emulsion on both sides. Nothing can touch either side during the process.
So I have to use trays with glass on the bottom. This works really well for me. The issue is that I don't have a darkroom at home (and cannot, I promise). So I have an Ilford dark tent set up at work.
This arrangement is basically fine except that I have to be at work longer. Also, the water there is super weird. I think it's just aerated, but it's also kind of brown. Tan on a good day. I've used it for well over a year now and it seems fine, but still.
I usually use HC-110 for six minutes. Basically stand development, though I flip each sheet a couple of times during the process. I'd like to speed things up, and would like to experiment more with Rodinal and less diluted dilutions.
Again, this is not me asking for advice. The system I have is the best I can do and I like my results. I guess I'm just complaining. I want to see what I shot, but actually putting the work in is work. Literally *at* work.
Someday maybe I'll have a home darkroom. But my small apartment is basically all windows. And the bathroom windows aren't frosted so much as they are fresnel lensed. When the sun is out, my bathroom looks like god is killing people right outside.
So until I get my shit together, this is as close to a cemetery photo as I'll have - a sign warning against trespassing in a cemetery after dark.
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'To Undermine Romance'
Camera: Mamiya RB67
Film: Fomapan 100
Process: FA-1027; 1+14; 9min
Kansas
July 2024
It is calving season in the Arctic. A flotilla of icebergs, some as jagged as fairy tale castles and others as smooth as dinosaur eggs, calve from the ice sheet that smothers Greenland and sail down the fjords. The journey of these sculptures of ice from glaciers to ocean is eerily beautiful and utterly terrifying. I shot the photo from our sailing boat and this one was from the biggest ,the size of a small apartment building . My 500 link 500px.com/yiannispavlis my facebook www.facebook.com/YiannisPavlis4/ my instagram www.instagram.com/yiannispavlisphoto/
This photo was taken at an abandoned parking lot next to a river. I go there to play fetch the ball, with my dog Lucky, who when he is taking a little break to get back his breath, allows me to take photos. In the evening when the sun is setting, the light is on a small apartment building on the other side while the river itself is in the shade which is what caught my eye the other day. I took some photos. But later when I saw the shots on my computer I wasn't completely satisfied. After thinking it over I realized that the rippling water motion, frozen by the camera, was not exactly what I was seeing. No, what I was seeing was rapidly changing reflections that my eye put together as one consolidated image. Yesterday I was at it again and this time it worked better. If you look on the right you can see my camera settings ( I experimented with different ones) and notice that I finished with a shutter speed of 1/5 of a second. The only Photo shopping was a crop, a little brightening and a little saturation.
I'm not entirely sure when I saw my first photo of Lake Bled in Slovenia, but I do remember it stopped me dead in my tracks. It was probably the first photo of Slovenia that I had ever seen and I immediately scrambled to find out as much as I could about this amazing country which, as it turned out, was just as gorgeous as nearby Austria...and in some locations, perhaps even more so.
Fast forward to October 12 of this year as I took off for a nine day jaunt through Bavaria, Austria, Slovenia, Italy and Croatia on what I eventually began to refer to as "my pre-retirement retirement trip." As October is generally an incredibly busy time for me at the college, I could ill afford the time off, but a couple of things happened recently in my life that prompted this mad dash through the European continent: 1) I turned 55 last June and 2) All of my kids are now in college and pretty much able to fend for themselves for a couple of weeks. I had this image in my mind of grabbing my camera bag on the day I retired and heading straight for the airport to spend WEEKS exploring the alps...from France all the way across to the Julians on the other side. But at the same time, I felt like the clock was ticking. My dad passed away when he was 56. He was gone before we even talked about what might be on his bucket list. Add to that the sobering number of celebrities that seemed in relatively good heath who were suddenly gone for any number of reasons. What if I never made it to retirement?
So for the past two years I had been scouting my butt off as I began to wonder how many other locations I could get to if I made Slovenia my home base. The dolomites had been on my list since the day I stumbled upon 500px, but I as my goal had always been to shoot the entire stretch of alps across the European continent, I wanted to hit as much territory as possible in my short time there. I would begin in Bavaria, move to several spots in Austria, then into the Julian alps in Slovenia before hitting the Dolomites. The last addition to my shot list two years ago was Plitivice Lakes National Park in Croatia as a couple shots of these lakes taken in October on 500px caught my attention. It was settled. My first trip to the alps would be in Autumn.
On October 12, 2017, off I went. In just under 9 days I put hundreds of miles on the rental as I drove from Munich through Bavaria, Austria Slovenia, Croatia and Italy. My home base was a small apartment in Slovenia which I found on airbnb for a mere $30 a day. Although I had to deal with a few challenges along the way (British airways failed to get my luggage on the plane and then sat on it for four days while refusing to give me any info) I had a fantastic time and I can't wait to go back. The sights and sounds of that trip will stay with me for the rest of my life. It wasn't the best time to miss my classes, but it was definitely worth the craziness that I've had to deal with since returning. For those 8 days, I was truly living the dream.
This particular shot was taken midweek after my luggage finally showed up. I knew I wanted to arrive at the lake in time for Blue Hour so I was up and out the door by 5:30 AM. I had initially intended to shoot straight out from the Pier and then move around the lake for different angles, but as I walked toward the lake, the low sickle moon and Venus immediately grabbed my attention. I worked that particular composition for quite some time, until it occurred to me that I should probably keep moving. As I headed east and rounded the corner closer to the Island, I ran into Sean Bagshaw, who was leading a workshop with Luka Esenko and David Cobb.
Many, many more photos to come and a few blog articles as well in the near future. It was truly an amazing trip and, obviously, I can't wait to go back!
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this beautiful tree has her best moment every March when she slowly unveils a cascade of fine pink blossoms. I've been admiring her ever since my parents moved into an apartment a block away, over 40 years ago. The small apartment building behind her is also nice because of its coral and pink accents. I took this photo 12 years ago, but I'm happy to report that, as of a week ago when we drove by, all is well with the tree and the building, they are still standing, looking comfortable, no nasty development signs on the grass that always predicates future horrors, small mercies eh.
Today, my partner J and I are celebrating our anniversary. There's nobody in the world I would think about experiencing life.
J put a camera in my hands around our 5th anniversary and said, "go, shoot." Later that year, in our small apartment in Denver, we spent an evening playing with light and pumpkins, shooting slow and long exposures on film. We re-created that one night when we were in Austin.
Happy anniversary, my partner. I love you.
We have recently moved into a smaller apartment. Our concern was whether the babies will settle well in a new place; after all they are quite senior already.
We had nothing to worry about!
We moved a few years ago and briefly lived in a small apartment. At the time, Sally and Buster were none too happy about it. They were ready to bust out of the joint.
Processed in GIMP 2.8.16
An old garage sits behind a small apartment building in the downtown area. Few actually pull those heavy wooden doors open to park their cars inside.;-))
NYC has many beautiful Brownstone buildings. I love to photograph them. You can buy a small apartment for $4,000,000 and then $10,000 a month maintenance fees.
I'll stick with our little mountain home in the woods, thankyou...
Nighttime view of Picard, Portsmouth, Dominica. Taken from the roof of a small apartment building.
Picard is home to the campus of Ross University Medical School.
Canon 450D + Rokinon 8mm Fisheye
Summer is coming to an end, and fast! But I'm just quietly waiting it out, sitting on my computer in our small apartment.
Hmmmm.
This is my FIRST levitation, and I spent 2 hours on it.
I've been trying to get my levitation shot for a week now, and I FINALLY got this one right.
I really really hope you like it.
My FIFTH explore! Thank you all so so so so much!
Ranked #334 on August 20, 2010!