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En mi flor me he escondido
para que, si en el pecho me llevases,
sin sospecharlo tú también allà estuviera...
Y sabrán lo demás sólo los ángeles.
En mi flor me he escondido
para que, al deslizarme de tu vaso,
tú, sin saberlo, sientas
casi la soledad que te he dejado.
Emilie Dickinson
Pringles chips seen from close :)
It was very interesting to discover various textures of things :)
Macro Mondays - "Redux 2017--My Favorite Theme of the Year" - July 17: Member's Choice: Texture
(and also can be May 22: Chip(s))
In EXPLORE 1 January 2018 # 53 :)
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This is my first textured composition without a texture generator. Thank you Skyshaper for showing me the way without having to jeopardize my son's college fund.... You've been a great friend and I appreciate your helping me... Yes, you can teach and The Iceman Cometh.... ;-)
Early in the mornings you will find these birds out looking for something to eat, but late in the afternoon you often find them sitting on any convenient roost and resting. I have no idea where they go at night, but it isn’t here.
I processed this in Photoshop and applied two textures
This was a very dark picture with lots of noise & no eye detail. It was sharp however & nuthatches are few & far between so I messed about with it & added a texture to mask the noise.
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EXPLORE #3
I don't know why I, a life-long teacher, like this Pink Floyd song as much as I do. Perhaps it's because I never used "dark sarcasm in the classroom". For those who either enjoy the song or want to hear it for the first time, feel free to click on this link:
Dov'era l'ombra, or sé la quercia spande
morta, né più coi turbini tenzona.
La gente dice: Or vedo:era pur grande!
Pendono qua e là dalla corona
i nidietti della primavera.
Dice la gente: Or vedo:era pur buona!
Ognuno loda, ognuno taglia. A sera
ognuno col suo grave fascio va.
Nell'aria, un pianto… d'una capinera
che cerca il nido che non troverà .
(G.Pascoli)
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Where was the shadow, or the oak itself was consumed
dead, nor with tensile turbines.
People say: Or I see: it was great!
They weave here and there from the crown
spring nidiets.
People say: Or I see: it was still good!
Everyone praises, each one cuts. In the evening
each with its grave bundle goes.
In the air, weeping ... of a blackcap
looking for the nest she will not find.
Just a carpet I walked on - thought it might be a nice background or overlay for something else...
Ideal on black - press 'L' or click the image.