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Camera: Leica Camera AG M9
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We left work early on July 3 and hiked up Bandera for sunset. Unbelievably, on a holiday long weekend on one of the most popular trails in Washington state we had the mountain to ourselves. A river of fog came in from the west and cut us off from the freeway below, a stage for the sinking sun engoldening the beargrass at our feet and Tahoma in the distance. I saw pictures of cars lined up on each side of the road half a mile down from the trailhead the next day.
Day 3 Urban Transformation Summit 2022 in The Madison, Detroit, Mi on October 12
Plenary Session: Enabling a Green and Just Recovery
Speakers: Abigail Campbell Singer, Senior Director; Head, Climate and Infrastructure Policy, Siemens Corporation; Anika Goss, CEO, Detroit Future City; George Benson, Manager, Economic Transformation, City of Vancouver; Michaeljohn Green, Deputy Director, Economic Development Miami-made County
:-O Shock! Horror! Tony's posted a colour image! Make the most of it as I'm not out shooting much plus it's probably going to be my only autumnal shot this year, for time's running out, the cold winds are a blowin' and the leaves they are a goin', mmmm!
It's kind of an appropriate image considering that Samhain (Halloween) is nearly upon us, although that wasn't my reason for taking the shot, I just happened to enjoy the colours and the juxtaposition of subject matter.
Jay and I were passing through the graveyard of a derelict church on the way to a possible photogenic location (a total bust, c'est la vie!) when we happened upon this scene. Four huge Lime trees ran along the edge of the graveyard, their canopies backlit by a low sun, and with a gentle breeze they formed an incredible shimmering curtain of autumnal yellow. At first it seemed somewhat incongruous to see such a vibrant, life enhancing colour surrounding a place of the dead...and yet, isn't that what autumn is, the death throes of summer, a time of transformation, proof that nothing is fixed or final, that everything is in a constant state of flux, changing and becoming, living and dying, dying and living, a never ending cycle...just like my words, eh! I can't help but smile at the incredibly optimistic and desperately hopeful word carved into the cross, 'RESTING'... obviously this was/is a "half glass full" type of Christian who believed in the Resurrection, literally!...I wonder if he was buried with a spade, if not, best of luck getting out of the hole!
We humans have very odd concepts about life and death, all based on one single fear; what happens after we die?, and in an attempt to assuage that fear we have created science and religion...meanwhile, if only we'd pay attention, infinite nature with infinite patience goes on showing us everyday what life and death is about...that everyday is a new day, so dive into it with a big grin and swim!
Swimming is probably all I could do if I went outside because the weather here is vile, darkly overcast and piddling down with a steady grey rain, I hope everyone else is doing better. I hear some of you are getting your first snows of the year! Good thing, bad thing? I'm still struggling to find the time get out to shoot and to get onto flickr but the tide is turning... Have a good week and good light! :-)
A soft gradient of twilight envelops the skyline, where light and shadow dance among the silhouettes of buildings.
Day 2 Urban Transformation Summit 2022 in The Madison, Detroit, Mi on October 11
Strategy Session: Delivering on the Promise of new Infrastructure
Jordan Davis, Executive Director, Smart Columbus; Michael Salvato, Vice-President, Infrastructure Advisory Services, Enterprise, Investment and Transformation; Stephen Zoegall, Industry Lead, Global Cities, Transport and infrastructure, Accenture; Steve Morris, President, Engineering Services, SNC-Lavalin Group; Lisa Brown, Senior National Director, Municipal Infrastructure & Smart Cities, North America
After the last step, the treads and arms just turn down and inward to close the chest. Sorry for the blurry pics people.
10/23
This is just another beautiful transformation in this long meaningful life of mine.
There will be many more in the future.. I am not afraid to be different. This is an ongoing process that will change me, better me, & mold me into who I am tomorrow. :]
Life is the most amazing journey that we will ever be on- full of: changes, smiles, tears, love, transformations, and growing. What doesn't kill you only makes you stronger. Enjoy all of the good times & remember them always- while forgetting the bad.
Most of all: Be yourself. Life your life the way that YOU want to live it..
Teacher example. Today I showed my students how to fill in the contour drawing with the no. 2 pencil motif. Monday, I'll show them how to shade using color.
Day 2 Urban Transformation Summit 2022 in The Madison, Detroit, Mi on October 11
Plenary Session: Harnessing the Power of Innovation Districts
The first golden rays of dawn spill through the grand windows, draping Clara’s bedroom in a hazy, honeyed glow. She stirs beneath silk sheets, stretching her limbs with feline grace before slipping out of bed, her bare feet meeting the cool marble floor. A breath, deep and languid, fills her lungs as she glides towards the bathroom, the anticipation of her transformation setting her nerves alight.
The mirror greets her with a knowing gaze, reflecting her bare shoulders, the delicate line of her collarbone, the slumber-softened swell of her lips. She turns the faucet, and water cascades into the porcelain basin, its steam curling like whispered promises around her. The first splash kisses her skin with a shock of heat, chasing away sleep, reviving her. She massages the lather into her limbs, each stroke a ritual of renewal.
A voice drifts from the bedroom, low and teasing. “You missed a spot, love.”
Clara rolls her eyes, a smile tugging at her lips. “I did not.”
“You always do,” he counters, leaning against the doorway, arms folded. “Let me see.”
She turns slightly, arching a brow, feigning defiance. He steps forward, fingers grazing her wrist, pulling her back under his gaze. “There,” he murmurs, pointing to the curve of her knee. “Missed a bit.”
She huffs, but she obeys, sweeping the razor over the area with exaggerated care. His smirk deepens. “Good girl.”
She lets out an exaggerated sigh. “Why do I even have to shave?”
“Because I like you smooth,” he replies, his voice lilting with amusement. “And you like pleasing me.”
She scoffs. “I do not.”
He merely gives her a knowing look, and after a moment, she sighs again, softer this time, and finishes the task.
The razor whispers along her legs, each sweep revealing smooth, untouched skin beneath the creamy foam. She tilts her chin, the steel gliding along the curve of her armpits, a practiced flick stripping away the last remnants of the night. She steps into the shower, the water drumming against her shoulders, sliding down her body in rivulets, washing away all that is raw and unpolished. The scent of jasmine and vanilla clings to her damp skin as she steps out, wrapping herself in a cloud-soft towel, its embrace tender yet fleeting.
She moves to the vanity, where an array of powders, creams, and colors await. She primes her skin with practiced precision, each stroke of the brush a careful art. The foundation glides across her cheekbones, erasing imperfection, sculpting radiance. It sinks into her skin, cool at first, then settling into a second, perfected version of herself. The blush she dusts along her cheeks is warmth itself, as if life has kissed her there. The eyeliner stretches her gaze, lengthening, sharpening, making her eyes something impossible to look away from. A whisper of blush, the subtlest shadow along her lids, the crimson stain of lipstick pressed against her mouth—her reflection sharpens, refining itself into the Clara the world will see. The transformation is subtle but absolute. Her face, sculpted with light and shadow, is no longer merely skin—it is a mask, a weapon, a masterpiece. She feels powerful, untouchable.
Yet, there is discomfort, too—a paradox beneath the allure. The weight of the foundation, the taut dryness of the powder, the tightening sensation of the lipstick drying against her lips. Her skin, though flawless, no longer breathes freely, its natural texture masked beneath the polish. And yet, she welcomes it. The sensation is a trade, a sacrifice for control. Beauty demands its price, and she pays it willingly.
“I think you should wear the red lipstick instead,” he muses, watching her from the edge of the bed.
She scoffs. “I don’t take requests.”
“You always do.”
She meets his gaze in the mirror, challenging. Yet, after a pause, she reaches for the red.
Her hair, damp and fragrant, is twisted and pinned into a chignon, each strand tamed, secured. Loose tendrils beg for release, but she smooths them back with a final touch of lacquer.
She exhales. “Wouldn’t you rather I left it down?”
“No,” he replies simply. “Up.”
She pouts. “But—”
He silences her with a look. “Up.”
With a sigh, she finishes pinning it.
Then comes the dressing. She eyes the stockings with hesitation. “Can’t I just go bare-legged?”
He chuckles. “What do you think?”
“I think you’re insufferable.”
“And I think you’ll put them on.”
She glares, but as always, she obeys.
She steps into the black stockings, the silk unfurling up her thighs with a sensual, whispering sigh. Against her freshly shaved skin, the nylons cling like liquid shadow, cool at first, then warming to her heat. They transform her legs into something sleeker, shinier, an illusion of perfection.
She fastens the garter belt, its lace brushing against the sensitive plane of her hips. The straps tug subtly against her stockings, a constant, silent reminder of the artifice she has constructed.
She smooths the pleated skirt over her hips. “Pants would be more comfortable.”
“Mm, but not nearly as lovely.”
She sighs again, but the faintest smile tugs at her lips.
The blouse, crisp and starched, buttons up, encasing her torso in its cool, authoritative grasp. The collar, stiff and unyielding, clasps around her neck. She hesitates, biting her lip. “Please, let me leave the top button undone.”
He smirks. “No.”
“But—”
He merely waits.
With a dramatic groan, she buttons it up.
Finally, the heels. “Trainers would be better,” she tries.
He simply shakes his head, amused. “No.”
With an exaggerated eye roll, she steps into them, feeling the instant shift in her posture. Power hums through her veins as she straightens. The first step is always an adjustment. But then, she owns them.
She turns to the mirror once more. There she stands—crafted, composed, untouchable.
He comes up behind her, fingertips grazing the curve of her waist. “Now,” he whispers, lips against her ear. “You’re perfect.”
The transformation is complete.
From the old to the 2015, Boeing 757 200 series G-JMCD still carrying the registration 'JMC' of its previous operator on maintainance while new Airbus A321 200 series Aircraft G-TCDF takes off on Runway 23R at Manchester Airport MAN EGCC. Thomas Cook have recenetly transformed its brand as well as the aircraft it flies the new Airbus in the new livery the older 757 in its old blue and white livery.
Sue Bryce inspired
Hair + makeup + lighting + posing
This is Christine, 42 year old mother of two.
Lessons learned: connection, connection, connection!
Day 3 Urban Transformation Summit 2022 in The Madison, Detroit, Mi on October 12
Strategy Sessiom: Adapting to Hybrid Models of Work
Participants: Jacqueline Lu, President and Co-Founder, Helpful Places; Katherine Lang, Senior Knowledge Lawyer, EMEA Real Estate, Knowledge Lead, London, Baker McKenzie; Russell Smith, Director, Market Strategy, Cisco; Fanyu Lin, CEO, Flexus; Jeremy Kelly, Director, Global Research, JLL; Josh White, Director, City and Regional Planning, City of Calgary; Nick Axford, Principal, Chief Economist, Avision Young
Photo in natural light of Sailor Mercury Fabric I custom designed. available at my Spoonflower store bit.ly/nerdfabric
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Part of an ongoing experiment with image manipulation: The images are the result of a 2 stage process. First, a photo is taken of a moving subject. What results is a blurred image, the distortion magnified by the grain and contrast achieved by overdevelopment of the film in the darkroom. Already the face or body has been transformed by the simple act of movement. Then in the second stage, the photo is printed. Sometimes thick glossy varnish is applied across the whole surface of the image, or alternatively, the photo is simply printed onto glossy paper. This is when more magic happens. Shining light directly onto the surface of the paper, the image is transformed again. This time the transforming agent is light. The surface of the photograph interacts with what is contained within the image. A final photo is taken.
Day 2 Urban Transformation Summit 2022 in The Madison, Detroit, Mi on October 11
Strategy Session: Harnessing Nature for More Resilient Cities
Alberto Mina
Antoinette Erickson
Martín Anzellini
Craig Schwitter
I dressed up as a sexy kitty! Check out the full video transformation on youtube: youtu.be/Hr5yVr-qt6U