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Here's Milka with her new wig (and eyes)! During her stay here, her looks have been changing quite a lot but I think that I've finally managed to get her finished!
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K.Marinović - Time To Go
Hello everyone, here is my newest work called "Time To Go"! I guess I´ve kinda implemented my old style in this shot, a lot of playing with light, in B&W, of course. I really like how the editing turned out, it really has that "old" vibe to the shot.
Anyways, let me know what you think!
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The path leading to Ghiyathud-din Tughluq's tomb which is located just across a road passing by the Tughluqabad fort, Delhi.
The empty MRL ballast train that came down Winston Hill earlier is now tied down in the siding outside of Manhattan, Montana with MRL #265 as the new leader. The train will sit in the siding for another two days before a new crew will arrive to take it west on the Fifth Sub.
اممم xD
حبيت قولكم اني سآعآت ان شالله واتوجه للمطآر
متوجه الى الكويت
ادوعلنآ نوصل ونرد بالسلآمة .. بتخف شوي دخلتي xD
وكل يومين ثلآث بنزل صورة :D
نشووفكم !!
Report from a photo trip to Lofoten - 34
Spectacular multi-colored aurora seen from the beach of Uttakleiv, Lofoten, Norway.
I am often asked if this image of the aurora is what it actually looks like. The answer is no. But the reason is not that the image is manipulated in any way. The reason lies in the lack of color sensitivity of the receptors (cone cells) in the human retina. This is why we perceive the colors less well at night, our vision concentrates on the brightness contrasts. The optical impression of the northern lights is therefore dominated by the relatively bright green stripes, the red areas are hardly noticed and at least don't appear as strong as in this picture. However, with the long-term exposure, the camera sensor is very well able to record the actually existing color tones. As a side note, you can also see far fewer stars with the naked eye than in this shot.
The image was captured with the Nikon Z 9 in camera-raw format (".nef") and therefore needed post-processing (this is done in-camera when shooting in jpeg format). I basically applied my standard post-processing in Lightroom that I would also apply to "normal" daylight photos. Apart from that, color temperature was set to be a little cooler than recorded by the camera. Furthermore, I corrected the exposure up by about two stops to reveal the details of the cliffs. (I had chosen relatively short exposure times for night shots so that the northern lights do not show any motion blur and the stars remain points. In my experience, the exposure correction in post-processing essentially has the same effect on image noise as increasing the ISO value when taking the picture.)
(ISO 1250, 8 s, f/2,8)
Dave had already disappeared, seemingly swallowed by the forest and its secrets. Maybe he just wanted to escape the endless drizzle, but something told us otherwise. In the woods, Dave can see things that escape me entirely. We knew it would be at least an hour until we saw him again. Dave was entering Dave World, a place where everything makes sense and all is calm. He’d be just fine.
By his own admission, Lee wasn’t feeling the love. He couldn’t see the forest sprites emerging from the mist. “Everything is just a tangled mess!” he complained as he watched Carl and I creeping around the mossy boulders at the edges of this magical dark green world. Lee likes minimal, and this was anything but. Maybe he’d find a lone tree for his Leica somewhere outside the woodland. But with the filthy elements in such a persistent mood, his state of the art camera stayed in the bag.
On the walk from the car park, I mostly chatted with Carl. Carl and I had been “friends” on another platform for a couple of years by now, and although he only lives just over the border in west Devon, this was the first time we’d met. We had much to talk about, including his autumn workshop visit to Iceland, which had been interesting to say the least. We shared future plans, anecdotes on locations and even more importantly, he told us that the Fox Tor Cafe in Princetown had excellent reviews. That was lunch sorted then.
While Carl had been here a handful of times, this was just my second visit. The first time had been six years earlier, when I’d placed reasonably well in the over fifties category in a nearby 10k trail race that took us from the high ground at Castle Drogo down into the depths of Fingle Woods alongside the River Teign, another location I’ve long wanted to photograph but still not made it to. On that day my partner in crime was Emma, an old friend of many years whose race plan was always the complete opposite of mine. Whereas she’d charge off from the starting line like a bull at a gate, I’d struggle to find an early rhythm and be wheezing away like a broken accordion. Towards the end I’d be settled in, breathing evenly and feeling strong, by which time she’d be hyperventilating noisily and demanding more Haribo. We stuck together throughout the course, each taking turns to swear and curse at the other for dragging them out on a soaking March morning - all because the finishers’ medals looked so delightfully blingy. “Give ‘em a shiny thing for getting over the finish line and they’ll come in numbers,” said the organisers to themselves. The language from my companion in that last steep uphill mile was especially fruity that day.
After more than six miles of purgatory in running shoes, Emma had gone to spend the afternoon with her in-laws who lived nearby. I’d brought my camera gear with intentions to ignore the fast road and roll back across the moor. The wood had been one of the two places I planned to visit. “Now let’s see - trail running shoes, check. Compression socks, check. Waterproof winter trousers, check. Welly boots, double check.” It seemed I had everything I needed - except for the conditions. That day I carefully focus stacked a strangely symmetrical frame among the carnage, but in retrospect I’m not sure it was worth the bother. To make this place ping, you really need a bit of mist. Or a lot more skill in Photoshop than I possessed.
Today, six years later things were pinging quite nicely. I mean you can always have more fog of course, but the meteorological lottery was rewarding us well for our efforts. And we’d started very early, which you probably know isn’t my thing at all. In fact, when I later told one of you that I’d been up before 6am in preparation for this outing, he demanded to know who’d hacked into my Whatsapp and threatened to call the authorities. But yes, we’d arrived here at eight, met a few moments later by Carl, and slooshed our way through the mud to the woods, enveloped in a grungy grey curtain, just as we’d hoped for.
It might take a while to start to see things, but when you do, it’s really quite rewarding. Nick, who joined us a little later, has been here countless times, yet he told us he still often finds new shapes emerging from the mist. And now, as I stole away from the others and headed a few yards north, I found the lollipop stick, poking through a mossy “V” shaped frame. No faffing around with focus stacks this time, just a straightforward thumbprint on the main attraction and let everything else recede into a blur. There’s so much waiting here to be discovered.
Dave had that quiet smugness about him which always means he’s found a masterpiece. Carl looked happy enough too. Lee was chewing a Snickers bar. I think the Leica had come out briefly, but he was really saving it for the lone hawthorns we’d find elsewhere later. For three of us at least, the first full day had started well, but it was time to move on and find the next location.
A stem gatherer's duties never end! Especially for Eloise, a devoted club member! So after the field work comes the sorting and grouping of the stems by color and use. And then these will need to be stored properly, too.
"How much will we need for dying fabrics this year, I wonder... Anyway, we collected a lot, so I guess I can set aside this much for decorating. What do you think, Hime?
"I think I'll need two more vases, could you-
"-Hime? Oh Hime, where have you gone..?"
What to do on a Saturday afternoon... make pasta again, this time black pepper tagliatelle, rolled by hand and cut using a chitarra pasta cutter. Chitarra means guitar in Italian so imagine a wooden frame with thin wires stretched across it. Once you've rolled your pasta dough really thin, you place it on top of the wires and press down using rolling pin and there you go... tagliatelle done. You can even pluck the wires and play some music if you feel like it.
None left now!
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Sony ILCE-7RM5
Pelicans getting to a slow start... It was 9:30 already :)
The pelican on the right is the youngest pelican I've ever seen.
American White Pelican / Pelikan Dzioborogi (Pelecanus erythrorhynchos)
Welcome to Tokyo Zero, in this city the really difficult thing is to find a free Taxi
- Costume Kurenai Harajuku from GRIMA available at Tokyo Zero Event
- Opium Makeup Red from [BCC] Black Cats Creations available at Tokyo Zero Event
I know I said I wanted to take a break from the gloomy shots now that Scotch is healing and my gloomy outlook is improving, but I kept meaning to post this one all last week since I thought it was very cool and different from most of my posts. That dark overcast day at venice was a lot of fun, even if I only got a whimper of a sunset. The light was there--i took plenty of shots where extremely bright sunlight poured through holes or gaps in the blue and gray clouds--but it was just well smothered by the cloud cover and I suppose I've gotten accustomed to clouds dispersing around the time of the sunset but not on this day. So many trips would end in frustration when the clouds I followed towards my location slowly disappeared until I had a blank sky at at arrival and at sunset. On this day, I kept waiting and waiting for even a small break and it never happened.
The bit of sunset above the crashing wave was about it and I didn't find it particularly interesting enough to really make a focal point of any of the images. Actually that's entirely true. I did spend about 4 minutes following a sailboat on the horizon as it passed by the strip of sunset but that was mostly it. Instead, I focused on single frame and panoramas and alternated between interesting waves and of course the reflections on the long shore.
Normally, I will at least quickly check surf conditions, either on weather.com app or on some fairly detailed surf report site I came across once. I started checking this at the end of Spring when cloudy days became more and more infrequent and I was searching for any reason to go somewhere and shoot. If it wasn't going to be cloudy or colorful, maybe it would at least be bright with huge surf that I could use a quicker shutter on. Now with winds starting to pick up more and cloudy days more reliable, perhaps I will start using these surf reports more often to help me choose a location. As of now, really cloudy has generally meant venice because of the reflections but it would be nice to have reasons to head elsewhere on occasion.
Anyway, the surf was very interesting on the afternoon. It had the feel of a storm coming but it remained fairly dry and even with storm clouds far off in the distance just above the horizon, the highlights besides the reflections were the waves. Until this trip, I really didn't enjoy shooting the waves because I was so obsessed with long exposures but it was hard to ignore the large, slowly forming waves breaking in front of an extremely dark and moody sky. I had the polarizer on the lens but mainly left the 10 stop in the bag and was too lazy to use any of the less opaque filters. In retrospect, I'm a bit disappointed I shot so few long exposures because the consistent blue and subsequent reflections might've been interesting to see completely smoothed out. I shot a few random long exposures before and during the sunset but mainly waited until after dark so I could shoot the pier.
Before California, my experience with shooting beaches was limited to my trip to Martha's Vineyard last summer and honestly, I had zero idea what I was doing back then. I had ordered my first cheap set of ND filters just before the trip and probably spent 90% of the time with them attached to the lens. Back in Maryland, my exposure to water came in the form of countryside creeks, waterfalls and a few trips to Harper's Ferry to shoot the Shenandoah River which, while interesting, is nothing like staring out into a body of water with no end in sight. Growing up a baseball player, I always sort of measured distances by whether I could throw a baseball from one side of something to the other. I know how far I can throw and can generally tell if a distance is within that range or close to it and I know I can throw a baseball across the Shenandoah River. While other beaches are fun to shoot out here, Venice is totally unique. The feeling of standing on a slick, reflective shoreline with the vastness of sea in front and the full reflections surrounding me and the tripod is surreal. I always catch myself turning and looking around since the reflection acts like a mirror and suddenly it feels like I'm floating above the water. It's hard to explain maybe, but you've seen the reflection shots I've taken here and it completely fills the frame. It's also because I keep the camera about a foot off the ground and am able to get all of the reflection I can into frame.
This shot was one of the better waves I got on the evening and I was fortunate to have the settings and focal length in a good spot for this particular wave though it would've been nice to have the other side of that golden reflection seen in the foreground in the sky as well. One of these days I will finally drag myself to Laguna or another new interesting beach but until the conditions are right and I'm able to leave early enough to explore, there's worse places in the world to have as a "safety" location than Venice Beach. My favorite beach to shoot happens to be the closest/easiest destination as well and I've now been enough times to arrive somewhat efficiently and quickly find legal parking nearly my preferred place on the beach. I just know to stay away on the hazy cloudless days, but that generally applies to everywhere out here.
Sometimes you just have to get the shot #GTS no matter how awful or expensive it will be to do so, this was one of those times. I had found out after making my flight reservation to Italy that the one daylight freight train on this line would run between 8 and 10 on Saturday morning. Unfortunately my flight into Paris wouldnt get me to this spot until atleast 9 AM, so I would probably miss the shot. Since the line was going to be closed in November I bit the bullet, payed Delta's stupid $150 change fee and scheduled a new flight via Amsterdam and Lyon. Then it was all day on a TGV and a local train to Ventimeglia, Italy where I spent the night. Then a few hours of sleep up again at 0430 to catch R2125 to Diano Marina, Italy from where I walked 3 miles to this spot. Thankfully my effort was rewarded and the train passed just after the sun had gotten high enough and with a clean locomotive, not easy in Italy. Was it worth it? Most of you will likely say definitely not but for me, yes! Eastbound Ventimeglia-Genoa steel train at Cervo, Italy E652 037. This line closed on November 2nd 2016 after the completion of a new inland line.
What a treat to get to see George Thorogood last night.
I've been a huge fan of Georges since he came onto the scene in the mid 70's.
Since he's a local boy, I've had the opportunity to see him more times than I can count (lol...or remember!), but nobody can get my motor running like he can!!
Needless to say, I did not sit in seat too much! How can you not be up shakin' what you've got when you hear a song like "Move it On Over"?
(another pic in comments)
This love
So violent
So fragile
So tender
So hopeless
This love
Beautiful as the day
And bad as the weather
When the weather is bad
This love so true
This love so beautiful
So happy
So joyous
And so pathetic
Trembling with fear like a child in the dark
And so sure of itself
Like a tranquil man in the middle of the night
This love that made others afraid
That made them speak
That made them go pale
This love intently watched
Because we intently watch it
Run down hurt trampled finished denied forgotten
Because we ran it down hurt it trampled
it finished it denied it forgot it
This whole entire love
Still so lively
And so sunny
It's yours
It's mine
That which has been
This always new thing
And which hasn't changed
As true as a plant
As trembling as a bird
As warm as live as summer
We can both of us
Come and go
We can forget
And then go back to sleep
Wake up suffer grow old
Go back to sleep again
Awake smile and laugh
And feel younger
Our love stays there
Stubborn as an ass
Lively as desire
Cruel as memory
Foolish as regrets
Tender as remembrance
Cold as marble
Beautiful as day
Fragile as a child
It watches us, smiling
And it speaks to us without saying a word
And me I listen to it, trembling
And I cry out
I cry out for you
I cry out for me
I beg you
For you for me for all who love each other
And who loved each other
Yes I cry out to it
For you for me and for all the others
That I don't know
Stay there
There where you are
There where you were in the past
Stay there
Don't move
Don't go away
We who loved each other
We've forgotten you
Don't forget us
We had only you on the earth
Don't let us become cold
Always so much farther away
And anywhere
Give us a sign of life
Much later on a dark night
In the forest of memory
Appear suddenly
Hold your hand out to us
And save us
Jacques Prévert
Street Photography in Zurich, Switzerland. The text in the background is German. English translation: Open to new ideas since 1912.
Glad to be out on a glorious Spring morning this weekend. The woodlands of Enys was a joy to explore in the early morning sun.
A lovely, faintly flushed, cultivar of Clarkia amoena, early from seed indoors for my 100 Flowers project.
I grew Clarkia for cutting between the vegetables on an allotment many years ago, appreciating bright colours and above all its easygoing nature rather than the exquisite detail we see here...
Native to North America.
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Cool hot rod made from a variety of parts including a cab from a late Forties pickup. It was originally photo'd at the 2016 Back to the Fifties car show. But I "re-parked" it next to an old abandoned car wash.
Canon 50D + Sigma 10-20mm
4 second exposure @ f16
Exposure and Shadows adjusted in Adobe Lightroom
Hey so it's been a while since i flickr'd but now that winter is over i might be a bit more active. I'm sure i have a lot of catching up to do :)
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Very happy to return to "Marjal del Moro" and find it again full of life and at the highest water level due to the last rains of these days.
A beautiful sunrise this morning, full of color.
I hope you like it, happy to always read your comments and if you want even share it.
Very good Sunday to everyone.
To paint a new world with different colors
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On Explore - April 29, 2023 - Thanks to all my Flickr friends!
I hope you'll enjoy the my images as much as I enjoyed taking them.
Can greylag geese be white?
It can be white, completely gray (like the wild form), or somewhere in-between.
Are greylag geese native to UK?
There are two subspecies of Greylag Goose recognised: Western Greylag A. a. anser from Iceland, and north and central Europe; wintering from Scotland, south to northern Africa and east to Iran.
The greylag goose is a large, bulky, goose with a big head, and the largest of the grey goose species. It was one of the first species of animals to be domesticated in Ancient Egypt about 3000 years ago and is a typical farmyard goose. The domestic breed is known as A. a. domesticus and can interbreed with Anser anser. Many birds seen in the UK outside of the winter months are re-colonised from domestic populations and are often semi-tame. It is seen as a pest due to overgrazing of agricultural crops and is listed in Schedule 2 of the Wildlife and Countryside Act, meaning it can be killed or taken outside of the close season.
Key facts Scientific name: Anser anser
Status: Resident wild and feral populations, winter visitor.
Breeding birds: 46,000 pairs UK wintering birds: 140,000 British birds and 88,000 from Iceland
Conservation status: Amber Family: Ducks, geese & swans
Length: 76 – 90 cm Wingspan: 147 – 180 cm
Weight: 2.9 – 1.4 kg
Typical lifespan: 8 years
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Lens - hand held or Monopod and definitely SPORT VR on. Aperture is f5.6 and full length. All my images have been converted from RAW to JPEG.
I started using Nikon Cross-Body Strap or Monopod on long walks. Here is my Carbon Monopod details : Gitzo GM2542 Series 2 4S Carbon Monopod - Really Right Stuff MH-01 Monopod Head with Standard Lever - Really Right Stuff LCF-11 Replacement Foot for Nikon AF-S 500mm /5.6E PF Lense -
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Went to the Detroit Institute of Art yesterday. There is an exhibit there that any Detroit fan should see: The Robert Frank Photography exhibit.
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A captured image from an overlook along the Beaver Pond Trail with a view extending to the south-southwest. This is in Voyageurs National Park. My thought in composing this image was to captured what I felt was a layered look across this national park setting, using some nearby trees as foreground interest that would lead the eye to the main part of the image with the pond and then beyond to more distant forest of trees. I felt raising the horizon by angling my Nikon Z8 Mirrorless Camera slightly downward would bring out more of a sweeping view for the image captured.
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Not really much for words today as the work week has started off to be a slow one (Which I’m definitely not complaining about). Anyhow this photo was shot while I was living in Sweden. I took this Infrared shot in Stockholm at Bergianska trädgården, which translates into “the Bergian Garden”. Somehow I’ve seemed to miss it and came across it while browsing through my Infrared archive.
I really can’t wait until the weather gets warmer here and the leaves come back. Haha I’ve definitely been having a bad case of cabin fever lately!
Hope you all are having a great start to the week!
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When we drove in Lamar Valley in Yellowstone, we saw fog covered the mountains behind these trees, which made entire valley looks like a place in my dream.
GBRF 66737 "Lesia" approaches Chesterfield at Hasland hauling the Bletchley Cemex to Peak Forest Cemex on March 3rd 2026.
Be 4/4 513 leads an uphill service to Davos through the spiral curve at Cavadürli. The train will loop around behind me and then appear again on the track in the distance. The Davoser Gueterzug would follow shortly but unfortunately after leaving its one car in Klosters.
"Just before dawn I have the world all to myself." Terri Guillemets.
The "Markt" (Market Square) has been the main square of Bruges since the 10th century, and therefore, can be considered the heart of this beautiful medieval city. Here events such as festivals, tournaments, riots, executions, and many more events linked to the rich history of the city have taken place over the centuries. In this square there are still monuments as characteristic of Bruges as the 12th century Belfry, and the elegant neo-Gothic building of the Provincial Court. Currently it is mainly a pedestrian space, with the permission of the bicycles, so common in the city, and the public transport. In addition to the many locals and visitors who walk across it, several restaurants have tables and chairs in the square, so if the weather is good, there is always a nice atmosphere on it.
Photographing it at sunrise was of course the best option to capture it without people. However, the businesses here take out the garbage at night, so that it is collected early in the morning. For this reason, I had to find a composition that would allow me to cover as many containers, bags and boxes as possible, in order to minimize the work of cloning the annoying waste that sneaks into the image. As always, I arrived before dawn, to compose calmly and then enjoy a space like this for myself in a totally different atmosphere.
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"Justo antes del amanecer tengo el mundo para mí solo." Terri Guillemets.
La "Markt" (Plaza del Mercado) es la plaza principal de Brujas desde el siglo X, y por tanto, se puede considerar el corazón de esta preciosa ciudad medieval. Aquí han tenido lugar a lo largo de los siglos eventos como fiestas, torneos, revueltas, ejecuciones, y muchos acontecimientos más ligados a la rica historia de la ciudad. En esta plaza se encuentran aún monumentos tan característicos de Brujas como el Campanario del siglo XII, y el elegante edificio neogótico de la Corte Provincial. Actualmente es un espacio principalmente peatonal, con el permiso de las bicicletas, tan comunes en la ciudad, y del transporte público. Además de los numerosos locales y visitantes que la recorren, varios restaurantes tienen mesas y sillas en la plaza, por lo que, si el tiempo acompaña, siempre hay mucho ambiente en ella.
Fotografiarla al amanecer era por supuesto la mejor opción para capturarla sin gente. Sin embargo, los negocios que en ella se encuentran sacan la basura de noche, para que sea recogida por la mañana temprano. Por ello, tuve que buscar una composición que me permitiera cubrir la mayor cantidad posible de contenedores, bolsas y cajas, para así minimizar el trabajo a la hora de clonar los desperdicios molestos que se colaran en la imagen. Como siempre llegué antes del amanecer, para componer con calma y disfrutar a continuación de un espacio así para mí solo en una atmósfera totalmente diferente.
I was born to love no one
No one to love me
Only the wind in the long green grass
The frost in a broken tree.
I was made to love magic
All its wonder to know
But you all lost that magic
Many many years ago.
I was born to use my eyes
Dream with the sun and the skies
To float away in a lifelong song
In the mist where melody flies.
Nick Drake
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