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More experimenting. Thanks for your comments, if you feel inclined.
*Still not seeking that algorithm, if ever.
I'm fascinated by the way light moves and bounces in directions that I don't quite notice or take the time to observe.
Because I have so many RAW shots of notebooks and pens and notebooks and computer bits and love many, I thought to rework this one.
No blinky highlights died and the histogram looks fine. But I did push the highlights a tad for this just for fun.
Thanks for looking; no need to comment. For my own sanity I try not to read too much news. Taking photos, walking and watching the wildlife, and posting probably too often lessens the need for too many antidepressants ;)
(If you borrow this, please link back to this page ;)
The pen is mightier than a sword, words that cut, words that unleash the captive, words that strengthen, words that enlighten, words that comfort all roll from the ball point, but for now sheath in a spiral awaiting the next time compelled to pull the weapon and make a point.
Yay, an excuse to photograph another pen point and paper and spiral notebook as a black and white macro! I love photographing the tip of pens, and as a technical writer/ editor, I've always loved pens and paper. Thanks for this, janettowbin©!
"Macro Monday" and #B&W
You wouldn't think such a simple composition would require so many attempts and tries: placement, high key, low key, so many different drafting pens or rollerballs, backlighting, side-lighting.
I think I like this with backlighting and a spiral notebook and rollerball pen, slightly high key changed from a RAW shot to B&W using Silver Efex Pro, free these days. And shallow dof.
My favorite /favourite subjects for a macro, and I hope this pleases you, as well.
1.25 inches / 3.17 centimetres from left of spiral to right of pen.
Thanks for looking!
"Who lives at peace with himself lives at peace with the universe."
— Marcus Aurelius
And while photographing and almost feeling creative I feel "in the moment". Didn't think once of horrible US politics.
Inspired by Flickr Friday's Shot from Above theme.
Thanks for looking.
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C., je te dédie cette photo et ses paroles. Je pars mais je n’oublierais pas les moments de bonheur que nous avons passés ensemble, ils resteront toujours gravés dans mon cœur. J’espère que tu trouveras le bonheur que tu mérites.
J'ai encore perdu ton amour tu sais
J'peux pas m'souvenir de ce que j'en ai fait
Je l'ai pourtant rangé comme il fallait
C'est pas croyable comme tout disparaît
Mais j'ai trouvé dans mon carnet à spirale
Tout mon bonheur en lettres capitales
A l'encre bleue aux vertus sympathiques
Sous des collages à la gomme arabique
J'ai un à un fouillé tous nos secrets
J'n'ai rien trouvé dans le peu qu'il restait
Sous quelques brouilles au fond sans intérêt
Des boules de gomme et des matins pas frais
Mais j'ai gardé dans mon carnet à spirale
Tout mon bonheur en lettres capitales
A l'encre bleue aux vertus sympathiques
Sous des collages à la gomme arabique
J'ai encore perdu ton amour c'est vrai
Mais après tout personne n'est parfait
Si tu n'en as plus d'autres, c'est bien fait
Tant pis pour moi, j'étais un peu distrait
Je garderai dans mon carnet à spirale
Tout mon bonheur en lettres capitales
A l'encre bleue aux vertus sympathiques
Sous des collages à la gomme arabique
William Sheller
C., I dedicate to you these words and this song. I’m leaving but I will never forget the happiness we had together. They will stay engrave in my heart forever. I hope you will find the happiness you deserve!
I’ve lost your love again you know
I don’t remember where I’ve put it
I’ve stored it in the right way I thought
That’s not possible like everything disappears
But I’ve found in my spiral Notebook
All my happiness in Capital Letters
Blue Ink with sympathetic virtue
Under collages with Arabic gum
I’ve searched one by one among all our secrets
I’ve found nothing in the little it stays
Under some scrambling without interest
Only some old gums and lazy mornings
But I’ve found in my spiral Notebook
All my happiness in Capital Letters
Blue Ink with sympathetic virtue
Under collage with Arabic gum
I’ve lost your love again you know
But you know nobody is perfect
If you have no more, no way for me
Never mind, I shouldn’t have been so absentminded
I will keep in my Spiral Notebook
All my happiness in Capital Letters
Blue Ink with sympathetic virtue
Under collage with Arabic gum
Too many blank books reside on my shelves, filled with scribbles, dried leaves, ticket stubs, and blank pages. I adore trees and I know they're vital to our ecosystem. I resolve to finish books I've started! And not to collect pens.
#MacroMonday, #GuiltyPleasures
Another guilty pleasure: macros of notebooks and pens with shallow dof.
Nikon D810, Nikkor 105mm f/2.8
1/4 sec; f/11; ISO 64
manual exposure, tripod
LED light and bounced off-camera SB800 at 1/16th power
Thanks for your kind comments in the past. I read every comment with interest and joy.
September 4, 2017
Macro Mondays Theme: Connection
Subject: Spiral notebook
Cropped out to fits the size limit of Macro Mondays rule, 3 inches.
Thank you for the visit...
All comments are highly appreciated. It will help me a lot to improve my photography skills. Big thanks to all of you for the comments, faves and views.
Happy clicking to all! HMM!
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...and shallow depth of field. This indoor activity results from cavorting Saturday with our dog and stumbling into a sort of gully hidden by snow. Now my old L5/S1 injury craves a hot pad and analgesics once again.
But I can photograph standing up using my standing desk for just such occasions. Indoors.
Nikon D810, Nikkor 105mm f/2.8
1/5 sec; f/6.3; ISO 64
manual exposure, manual focus, tripod, modeling lights
Thank you for looking and commenting.
"The material came bubbling up inside like a geyser or an oil gusher. It streamed up of its own accord, down my arm and out of my fountain pen in a torrent of six thousand words a day."
C. S. Forester, b: Cairo, 1899, d: 1966, California
Forester's most notable works were the 12-book Horatio Hornblower series, depicting a Royal Navy officer during the Napoleonic wars, and The African Queen (1935; filmed in 1951 by John Huston). His novels, A Ship of the Line and Flying Colours, were jointly awarded the 1938 James Tait Black Memorial Prize for fiction.
I borrowed a few of my spouse's well-tended — and well used —fountain pens to photograph.
Nikon D700, Nikkor 105mm f/2.8, 1/40 sec; f/5.6; ISO 200, manual exposure, tripod, softbox light
Thanks for looking and for such kind comments.
Looking for something to write on, I found a box full of spiral notebooks under my desk. Unfortunately, they were all used.
For my June Black and White, etc theme.
I go through so many notebooks with all the writing and drawing and other forms of scribbling I'm constantly doing.
Barnes & Noble was having a sale on notebooks today - I'm probably the only person in the Seattle Metropolitan Area who got so ridiculously excited about this.
Also, I bought some more Papermate Geforce pens.
I pretty much refuse to write with any other kind.
During our trip to Iceland and Greenland I wrote a diary about our adventures and things that we have seen on each day. I'm sure it will be great to read all these stories in a couple of years. :)
I always manage to keep a notebook by my side to keep track of ideas, projects, and things I need to get done- heaven forbid we ever go paperless as a planet…
Theme: Musings and Ramblings
Year Nine Of My 365 Project
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For Macro Mondays--This week's theme is "Back To School"
My submissions for this theme feature low-tech supplies widely used in the mid-to-late 20th Century.
The cover is made from inkjet printed cotton fabric that was scanned from a vintage map of Morrocco. It's machine quilted and embellished with a few choice beads.
Inside this quilted cover is a blank spiral pad (details below) that can be used as
a journal, sketchbook, photo album, guest book,scrapbook.
Day 107 - April 17, 2010
Met up with a good friend for dinner a couple of nights back and had this discussion about baggage. You know, the kind that comes along with big mistakes or traumatic experiences, and that which you lug throughout the course of your life.
The problem with that kind of baggage is that it eventually gets too heavy that it affects the way we live. So much so that instead of really living our life, it becomes one of mere subsistence.
The good news is that we all can start over with a clean slate, like a new page on a notebook. It all starts with letting go.