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Just imagine becoming the way you used to be as a very young child, before you understood the meaning of any word, before opinions took over your mind. The real you is loving, joyful, and free. The real you is just like a flower, just like the wind, just like the ocean, just like the sun.
Don Miguel Ruiz
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Nankeen Kestrel, Falco cenchroides
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How relaxed is this bird. She was happy to slowly pull one leg up under the feathers to warm up in the crisp morning.
( I understood that as I had gloves on)
"I may not have always ended up where I wanted to go,
But I’ve always arrived exactly where I was meant to be.
All the broken roads and wishes that didn’t come true nearly broke me sometimes.
I never understood why so many doors closed and why I faced so many dead ends.
My happily ever afters seemed to always turn into goodbyes and my heart broke countless times into heartache.
It’s hard to keep hoping when every single time, your hopes and dreams keep getting crushed along the way.
I never got what I thought I deserved..
Not because I didn’t deserve what I wanted, but because I was worth so much more.
I started being okay with settling and stopped reaching for the stars.
Everyone will tell you the same cliches “it’ll be okay” and “it’ll work out,” but you start wondering who it really works out for.
Tears welled in my eyes so often as I just wanted to be happy.
I didn’t have the answers- in fact, I didn’t even have the questions any more.
I had stopped listening to my heart and started listening to my doubts.
I lost my self worth and began to believe I wasn’t good enough anymore.
Yet, for all the people in my life that surrounded me with love, I was utterly alone.
That’s the thing about losing your way- you don’t know where to start back.
When you finally understand the irony of life-
It takes sadness to appreciate happiness, heartache to understand love..it takes darkness to find your way back to the light.
There’s days when I stumble and fall, losing the hope that keeps me going.
It’s hard to believe when you have all the reasons to give up.
But this is a new year and a new chance.
My journey will be a tale of triumph, but it will also be a story of failures and mistakes.
I’ve learned not to be defined by my bad choices and I discovered a way to never lose hope in myself or my path.
I can’t go back and rewrite the old chapters, and truth is, I wouldn’t want to if I could.
Those are the times that made me who I am, that forged my fire in the flames of struggle.
I’ve never met a strong person with an easy past and I’m no exception.
So, these are the moments that invigorate my soul and fill my spirit..
The times when I close my eyes, breathe in deeply and reclaim my courage when it falters.
This is the time..
When I trust in the magic of new beginnings."
"People hide their truest nature. I understood that; I even applauded it. What sort of world would it be if people bled all over the sidewalks, if they wept under trees, smacked whomever they despised, kissed strangers, revealed themselves?"
— Alice Hoffman
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A snowy egret along the Texas Gulf Coast in a stately pose.
Historically, the snowy egret was overhunted for their plumage (feathers) which were often used for women’s clothing and hats. Today’s threats to the species are not well understood, but coastal development, recreational disturbance at foraging and breeding sites, habitat degradation, human disturbance, and increased pressure from predators are primary concerns (Rodgers et al. 1996, Kushlan et al. 2002, Stolen 2003). They are currently protected by the U.S. Migratory Bird Treaty Act.
Palacio del Marqués de Santa Cruz, Viso del Marqués, Ciudad Real, Castilla-La Mancha, España.
El palacio del Marqués de Santa Cruz es un edificio situado en el municipio de Viso del Marqués (Ciudad Real), en la Comunidad autónoma de Castilla-La Mancha, en España. Fue construido a finales del siglo XVI por Álvaro de Bazán, primer marqués de Santa Cruz. Actualmente es la sede del Archivo General de la Marina.
Fue construido entre 1564 y 1586 con modificaciones posteriores, y se trata de un edificio de planta cuadrada y estilo renacentista articulado en torno a un atrio renacentista con una tumba yacente. Los muros y techos se hallan cubiertos de frescos de doble temática: por un lado, escenas mitológicas y, por otro, batallas navales y ciudades italianas relacionadas con la trayectoria militar del marqués y de sus familiares. Los frescos se deben a unos pintores manieristas italianos, los Péroli. Al verlos, Felipe II les encargaría trabajos para El Escorial y el Alcázar de Toledo.
Para levantarlo, el marqués contrató a un equipo de arquitectos, pintores y decoradores que trabajaron en la obra desde 1564 hasta 1586. Para algunos, el diseño del edificio se debió al italiano Giovanni Battista Castello, conocido como el Bergamasco, que más tarde trabajó en El Escorial; para otros lo trazó, al menos en su plan original, Enrique Egas el Mozo.
La arquitectura se percibe como típica española, sin las arquerías italianas, con paramentos lisos y torres cuadradas en las esquinas, influidos por la austeridad de El Escorial y el Alcázar de Toledo, dentro de las relaciones armónicas características del Renacimiento. El espacio central está ocupado por un patio porticado que junto con la escalera forma un conjunto típicamente manierista entendido como estilo elegante y cortesano que desborda el marco meramente arquitectónico. Contaba con cuatro torres que, al parecer, se derrumbaron a consecuencia del Terremoto de Lisboa de 1755.
Las paredes están decoradas con 8.000 metros cuadrados de frescos manieristas elaborados por Giovanni Battista Peroli con Esteban Peroli y César de Bellis. Todos trabajaron para crear un espacio erigido a la mayor gloria de su dueño: por un lado, había que exaltar sus virtudes militares, y por el otro, enaltecer su linaje. Para lo primero, se pintaron en las paredes, las bóvedas y los techos del palacio vistas de ciudades y de puertos, así como los baluartes y las batallas en los que había conquistado su inmenso prestigio. A ambos lados de la escalera se ubicaron dos estatuas en las que aparecía representado como Neptuno (dios de los mares, con su tridente) y como Marte (dios de la guerra), y sobre las puertas del piso superior se colocaron los fanales de popa de las naves capitanas vencidas en las batallas, que eran los trofeos de los marinos. Para elogiar su linaje, y siguiendo la misma tradición renacentista de representar a hombres como dioses o semidioses de la antigüedad, se pintó a los antepasados del marqués y a sus esposas (tuvo dos) e hijos.
Estos dos grupos de representaciones se aderezaron con trampantojos, pinturas que simulaban puertas, columnas y otros elementos decorativos y arquitectónicos; y también con motivos grutescos que incluían animales mitológicos, sabandijas y follajes. Conforme una temática muy variada que se puede interpretar como defensa del catolicismo defendido en Trento.
Las estatuas sepulcrales de Alonso de Bazán (hermano de don Álvaro) y su esposa María de Figueroa, son el único ejemplo de escultura funeraria perteneciente al primer tercio del siglo XVII. Fueron ejecutados para el Monasterio de la Concepción que ocupaba la Comunidad de Religiosas Franciscas de El Viso del Marqués, ubicándose a día de hoy en el muro del Palacio más cercano a los jardines. Su creador fue Antonio de Riera, escultor relacionado con la corte de origen catalán. En ellas, aparecen los marqueses en actitud de orante, arrodillados en un reclinatorio, todo ello en mármol blanco que resalta sobre el mármol negro de los nichos. Se advierte en ellos cierta similitud con la elegancia y el clasicismo de los Leoni, a pesar de cierta rigidez formal, siendo de especial relevancia la forma en la que están ejecutadas las telas y el detalle de los vestidos.
The Palace of the Marquis of Santa Cruz is a building located in the municipality of Viso del Marqués (Ciudad Real), in the autonomous community of Castilla-La Mancha, Spain. It was built in the late 16th century by Álvaro de Bazán, the first Marquis of Santa Cruz. It currently houses the General Archive of the Navy.
Built between 1564 and 1586, with subsequent modifications, it is a square, Renaissance-style building centered around a Renaissance atrium with a recumbent tomb. The walls and ceilings are covered with frescoes depicting two themes: mythological scenes, and naval battles and Italian cities related to the military career of the Marquis and his family. The frescoes are by Italian Mannerist painters, the Pérolis. Upon seeing them, Philip II commissioned works from them for El Escorial and the Alcázar of Toledo.
To build it, the Marquis hired a team of architects, painters, and decorators who worked on the project from 1564 to 1586. Some believe the building was designed by the Italian Giovanni Battista Castello, known as El Bergamasco, who later worked at El Escorial; others believe it was designed, at least in its original plan, by Enrique Egas the Younger.
The architecture is perceived as typically Spanish, lacking the Italian arches, with smooth walls and square towers at the corners, influenced by the austerity of El Escorial and the Alcázar of Toledo, within the harmonious relationships characteristic of the Renaissance. The central space is occupied by a porticoed courtyard that, together with the staircase, forms a typically Mannerist ensemble, understood as an elegant and courtly style that transcends the purely architectural framework. It had four towers that apparently collapsed as a result of the Lisbon Earthquake of 1755.
The walls are decorated with 8,000 square meters of Mannerist frescoes created by Giovanni Battista Peroli with Esteban Peroli and César de Bellis. They all worked to create a space built to the greatest glory of its owner: on the one hand, to exalt his military virtues, and on the other, to honor his lineage. To this end, views of cities and ports, as well as the bastions and battles in which he had earned his immense prestige, were painted on the walls, vaults, and ceilings of the palace. On either side of the staircase were two statues depicting him as Neptune (god of the seas, with his trident) and Mars (god of war). Above the doors on the upper floor were the stern lanterns of defeated flagships, trophies of the sailors. To praise his lineage, and following the same Renaissance tradition of depicting men as gods or demigods of antiquity, the marquis's ancestors, his wives (he had two) and children were painted.
These two groups of representations were embellished with trompe l'oeil paintings simulating doors, columns, and other decorative and architectural elements; as well as grotesque motifs that included mythological animals, vermin, and foliage. This varied theme can be interpreted as a defense of the Catholicism championed in Trent.
The sepulchral statues of Alonso de Bazán (Don Álvaro's brother) and his wife María de Figueroa are the only examples of funerary sculpture dating from the first third of the 17th century. They were executed for the Monastery of the Concepción, which was occupied by the Community of Franciscan Nuns of El Viso del Marqués, and are now located on the wall of the Palace closest to the gardens. Their creator was Antonio de Riera, a sculptor of Catalan origin associated with the court. They depict the marquises in a prayerful attitude, kneeling on a prie-dieu. All in white marble, which stands out against the black marble of the niches. There is a certain similarity to the elegance and classicism of the Leoni family, despite their formal rigidity, with the execution of the fabrics and the detail of the dresses being particularly noteworthy.
"Forgive me, everybody," whispered the hunger artist, only the overseer, who had his ear to the bars, understood him.
"Of course," said the overseer, and tapped his forehead with a finger to let the attendants know what state the man was in, "we forgive you."
"I always wanted you to admire my fasting," said the hunger artist.
"We do admire it," said the overseer, affably.
"But you shouldn't admire it," said the hunger artist.
"Well then we don't admire it," said the overseer, "but why shouldn't we admire it?" "Because I have to fast, I can't help it," said the hunger artist.
"What a fellow you are," said the overseer, "and why can't you help it?"
"Because," said the hunger artist, lifting his head a little and speaking, with his lips pursed, as if for a kiss, right into the overseer's ear, so that no syllable might be lost, "because I couldn't find the food I liked. If I had found it, believe me, I should have made no fuss and stuffed myself like you or anyone else."
These were his last words, but in his dimming eyes remained the firm though no longer proud persuasion that he was continuing to fast.
(Franz Kafka, "The Hunger Artist")
Explored October 5, 2020
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Do you remember the Mendelian laws of inheritance? We've learned them in school on the basis of how the eye colours of fruit flies (the notorious Drosophila Melanogaster) are inherited to further generations according to dominant or recessive characteristics, although Gregor Mendel himself conducted his groundbreaking genetic experiments with pea plants. Unfortunately, the significance of Mendel's laws was never truly understood or acknowledged in his lifetime (1822 – 1884). His studies, however, were rediscovered three decades later, at the turn of the 20th century, and, following their rediscovery, American biologist Thomas Hunt Morgan (1866 – 1945) began to experiment with Drosophila in his "Fly Room" at Columbia University. It was Morgan who discovered that genes are carried on chromosomes; he was awarded the Nobel Prize in Medicine in 1933. Further Fly experiments (with a less successful outcome) were conducted by a certain Dr. Seth Brundle in 1986 (aka "The Fly"). So where exactly does my image come in here, you may have already asked yourself (if you haven't stopped reading my lengthy introduction long before – which I could totally understand). Well, during one of those numerous teaching experiments with fruit flies, which numerous generations of students have conducted ever since modern genetics became part of school curriculums, something must have gone very wrong. And who knows, maybe Dr. Seth "Brundlefly" Brundle himself had led one of those biology experiments? Experiments in which some dinosaur genes were mixed with those of an innocent fruit fly... Which resulted in the creation the biggest Drosophila the world has ever seen – the Olympic Brachosophila Megalogaster? Nonsense, of course, and you know it ;-) But doesn't this kaleidoscoped image of the Olympic stadium's interior (the roof, mostly, taken at a dutch angle) look just like an ultra close-up of a (fruit) fly's face? Not one that you'd like to see buzzing around your fruit bowl, that's for sure, but let's say that the other "third party genes" that were used in this crazy experiment came from a puppy. So this would be the friendliest, cuddliest giant dinosaur puppy fruit fly you'll ever come across :) OK, I'd rather stop before you start to believe that I was a part of those experiments as well ;-)
Happy Sliders Sunday, Everyone, stay safe and take care, dear Flickr friends!
Drosophila Megalogaster – Schau mir in die Augen, Kleines :)
Ihr erinnert Euch doch bestimmt noch alle an die Mendelsche Vererbungslehre und die berühmte Drosophila Melanogaster mit ihren dominanten bzw. rezessiven Genen, die über die Vererbung der jeweiligen Augenfarbe entscheiden. Was wäre, wenn jemand bei einem der unzähligen Biologie-Experimente, die Generationen von Schülern mit Fruchtfliegen durchgeführt haben, nicht nur Fruchtfliegen(-Gene) gekreuzt, sondern evtl. noch ein paar Dinosaurier-Gene dazwischen gestreut hätte? Das Ergebnis könnte die größte Fruchtfliege sein, die die Welt je gesehen hat, die unglaubliche "Olympische Brachosophila Megalogaster" mit Augen so groß wie zwei Stadiondächer ;-) Nun ja, Ihr habt es schon erraten, dies ist eine kleine Spielerei mit einem Foto vom Olympiastadion für den Sliders Sunday. Ich hatte hier einfach aus Spaß mal eine Aufnahme mit schräger Perspektive gemacht und dabei überwiegend das offene Dach mit ins Bild genommen. Nachdem ich in Photoshop das Bild kopiert, gespiegelt und neu zusammengesetzt hatte, schaute mich plötzlich eine riesige (Frucht-)Fliege an ;-) Keine, die man gerne daheim um den Früchteteller herumschwirren sehen möchte, aber ich kann Euch beruhigen: Bei dem manipulierten Experiment kamen als "Drittanbieter-Gene" nicht nur die eines Dinosauriers hinzu, sondern auch die eines kuscheligen Welpen. Diese Fliege ist also gaaaanz lieb und verschmust und will bloß spielen ;-)
Ich wünsche Euch einen guten Start in die neue Woche, bleibt gesund und passt auf Euch auf!
A thunderstorm above the Antalya Gulf.
I understood that catching the lightning was harder than I thought.. There were lots of better moments but all were in the wrong time.
haha, not being a native speaker, I understood from the theme's description, that we are supposed to post pictures of what we want (right now) on/in a spoon ;-)
so this is what I want, what I really, really want !
:-))))
#spoonful #macromondays
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Life is the most precious thing. Humor is not disrespectful, because when my time comes to cross over to the other side of life, I hope there will be joy there. Peace must be understood before exist. And yes, Love is absolutely essential. Without Love, Peace will never exist on this small planet.
Prince, Tom Petty, Steve Winwood, Jeff Lynne and others -- "While My Guitar Gently Weeps" youtu.be/6SFNW5F8K9Y
What is often not understood when entering San Pietro is how immense the basilica is.
So full of art and golden reflection that you don't know what to look before.
Basilica di San Pietro
Quello che spesso non si capisce entrando a San Pietro è quanto sia immensa la basilica.
Così piena di opere d’arte e di riflesso d’oro che non sai cosa guardare.
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There are several Sufi orders in Senegal.
The Xaadir (Qādiriyya) is the oldest and founded in Baghdad by the Sufi mystic Abdul Qādir al-Jilānī in the 12th century, now pan-Islamic, spread to Senegal in the 18th Century.
His portrait is at the far left, with his name in Arabic :
عبدالقادر الجيلاني
The members of this family probably belong to this Muslim brotherhood.
The most important brotherhoods in Senegal are:
- The Xaadir (Qādiriyya), the oldest, founded in Baghdad by the Sufi mystic Abdul Qādir al-Jilānī in the 12th century, spread to Senegal in the 18th Century.
- The Tijaniyyah, the largest in membership, founded in Fez, Morocco by the Algerian born Cheikh Sīdī 'Aḥmad at-Tijānī.
- The Mourides, the richest and most active, founded by the Islamic leader Cheikh Ahmadou Bamba (1850–1927) of French West Africa, now Senegal.
- The Layene are a smaller Sufi order, centered at Yoff, north of Dakar.
I will try to found out about the other portraits, but I had understood that they were Gilani's son and grandson. ( no, I don't think so)
If you know, let me know!
searching, but: Cheikh Hadramé est né en 1910, sept ans avant la disparition de Cheikhna Cheikh Saadbou. Son père est Cheikh Sidibouya le premier fils de Cheikhna Cheikh Saadbouh.
www.boromansar.com/cheikhna-cheikh-saad-bouh/
Submitted: 25/01/2018
Accepted: 25/01/2018
You continually come back to things you thought you understood and see deeper truths ― Barry H. Gillespie
Macro Monday - Spiral
Had a few ideas for this theme but couldn't really get inspired and kept coming back to this shell as I liked the textures, I placed it on a net so that's what the strands coming from the shell are. HMM
or with a crayon. It really helped me in the beginning, because I understood how light and shadow were working on an image :-)
Malick Sidibé
HPPS! Truth Matters! Lies have consequences!
zinnias, little theater garden, raleigh, north carolina
Lorsque je suis allé à l’école, ils m’ont demandé ce que je voulais être lorsque je serai grand. J’ai répondu « heureux ». Ils m’ont dit que je n’avais pas compris la question, j’ai répondu qu’ils n’avaient pas compris la vie..
When I went to the school, they asked me for the fact that I wanted to be when I shall be tall. I answered "happy". They told me that I had not understood the question, I answered that they had not understood the life
This is not your “owl and Pussycat” kind of poem...a bit more realistic.😝
A LITTLE ROMANCE by Peter Newell, 1883
It was a Frog and Heron fair
One evening chanced to meet,
The bird had brought her bill along,
And Froggie’d brought his feet.
And since they neither one could speak
The tongue the other knew,
They could not well converse at all,
And so the Heron blew
A pretty tune upon her bill,
While Froggie danced with glee.
He understood her music sweet,
His merry tripping she.
Full soon they fell in love, and ere
The rising of the sun
The Heron gobbled Froggie up,
And now the two are one.
"Once we understand that the integrity of our personal existences are completely dependent upon the integrity of everything else in our world, we have truly understood the meaning of unconditional love."
—flashbulb
the flashbulb — petiole ♫
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"I received light as a communion
and this where the heart usually takes you to,
I didn't take them in consideration,
the evils of the world,
I understood.
I received light as a communion
and I endure the fire deep in my veins"
Entry for the annual 13th anniversary of Fallen Gods photo contest. Votes open from 16th to place yours.
Crystals clusters used from FACEDESK, thank you much
Smile on Saturday theme Flora SOOC. I understood that cropping was okay. I was so tempted. This is a Tamron macro with a ring flash. This is as close as I could get hand held. Blow it up a little to see the texture. It's wood fungi. You can still see part of the tree stump lower right. the old photographer. Smile. ps, I shot this tonight because I totally didn't see the word Flora. My picture was the one I was shooting in last week's challenge. ,;-/
"The progression of a painter's work as it travels in time from point to point, will be toward clarity...toward the elimination of all obstacles between the painter and the idea.. and the idea and the observer...To achieve this clarity is inevitably to be understood." (Mark Rothko)
I love Rothko.....you can spend quite some time in front of one of his paintings and almost feel as if one is traveling inside the painting - there is also a sense of quietude and a certain serenity, but mostly quietude. Here I divided the spaces and used the bench as the spectator, who shares equal space in this marvelous dialogue.
My washing machine broke on a holiday like today. I have to go to the laundromat. Guess what else happened to me? My dog took advantage of the open door and ran off. Everything was in a mess, running after him, with clothes, detergent, coins, and a mischievous dog that I had to take to wash. Please don't ask me why I'm so serious.
♫ Aloe Blacc & LeAnn Rimes - I Do (Official Music Video) ♫
I Do
Thought I was good, I was good, on my own I was alright
Thought I was grown, and the strangers I'd known they were all right
Thought that I knew everything never wrong i was all right
Oh, I was good, I was good, on my own I was alright
Oh, I lived a whole life
thinking I knew how my
heart could handle love
A Love I thought I knew
Everything before us
was stretching out my heart just
So it could be big enough
To beat for two
Never understood why
People always said love chooses you
Now I do
Now I do
Didn't ever think that
I could ever say I promise you
And now I do
Now I do
Now I do
I do
"Nothing in life is to be feared, it is only to be understood. Now is the time to understand more, so that we may fear less"
-Marie Curie
Well, not really a tale, but she swam towards me and understood immediately that I didn't have anything for her to eat.
So she swam over to one of the water lilley, looking at me, checking that I pointed my camera towards her and then she started to poke the water lilley.
😍
She was very cute while she was posing for me.
This is an older image that I reprocessed this morning because I liked the composition. It was taken before I understood focus or exposure blending so the foreground is badly underexposed and I lost a lot of detail. It's a tree I noticed off the side of China Hat Road near the collection of buttes out there close to home. As dead as it is, it still seemed to be reaching toward the setting sun for some kind of affection. The sky was wonderful that evening no?
One of the most beautiful qualities of true friendship is to understand and to be understood.
Lucius Annaeus Seneca
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=1SiylvmFI_8
In The Arms of an Angel by Sarah McLachlan
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I guess it was Black Cat Appreciation Day yesterday and I totally blew it-didn't find out until the evening unfortunately. I have a real fondness for black cats and have never understood how stupid people can be with their superstitions. Black cats have always been the nicest and they actually have the most genetically docile characteristics. Many more black cats need homes than other cats so consider adopting one today!
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“Before I grasped Zen, the mountains were nothing but mountains and the rivers nothing but rivers. When I got into Zen, the mountains were no longer mountains and the rivers no longer rivers. But when I understood Zen, the mountains were only mountains and the rivers only rivers.”
-Thomas Merton, (Zen saying, Zen and the Birds of Appetite)
Coastal California presents a study in layers. Here, the land, sky, and sea compose a seamless and ever changing symphony, where the spaces between the movements are felt by the senses, long before they are understood by the brain.
Happy Slider's Sunday everyone.
Bean Hollow CA
I taught ChatGPT to write prompts in the way I learned from the great Techhalla.
After ChatGPT understood, I gave the following instruction:
Now create four prompts on four topics on which I invite you to act completely freely. A refusal is not accepted, make an effort.
Topic 1: something I have never seen before.
Topic 2: something you have never seen before.
Topic 3: something extremely surreal.
... And today...
➡️ Topic 4: A mixture of Topic 1, Topic 2, Topic 3
And I was impressed:
This is the finale of the experiment
here are the MJ prompts ChatGPT created:
IMAGE: Unprecedented Fusion | GENRE: Experimental | MOOD: Intriguing, Unsettling | COLOR: Unexpected color palette | BACKGROUND: Mixture of cosmic and abstract elements | SCENE: Hybrid creature interacting with futuristic technology | DETAILS: Blending of organic and mechanical elements, intricate textures | RENDER: Unique and boundary-pushing | LIGHTING: Dynamic and unconventional lighting sources | COMPOSITION: Visually complex and thought-provoking | SHOT: Close-up shot | CAMERA: Canon EOS R8 | LENS: Focal length 35mm | TAGS: Experimental, hybrid creature, futuristic technology, cosmic elements, abstract fusion --ar 16:10 --v 5.1 --style raw
I wondered for a long time what a coil hotel could be.
And then I looked the word coil up and understood why it´s placed out in the harbour.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=wE66MPAO3Es
Vocals: Deana Carter
The summer air was heavy and sweet
You and I on a crowded street
I can see us there
In a happy little foreign town
Where the stars hung upside down
Far, far away
I remember you were laughing
We were so in love
And the band played
Songs that we had never heard
But we danced anyway
We never understood the words
We just sang oh
La la la la la la la la
And we danced anyway
Well they say you can't go back
But baby I don't believe that
Come on and dance with me
Well maybe if I hold you close
Baby we could just let go
We'll come back around
You remember we were laughing
So in love
And the band played
Songs that we had never heard
But we danced anyway
We never understood the words
We just sang oh
La la la la la la la la
And we danced anyway
You remember we were laughing
We were so in love
We were so in love
And the band played songs that we had never heard
But we danced anyway
Never understood the words
We just sang oh
La la la la la la la la
And we danced anyway
We danced anyway
"Life can only be understood backwards; but it must be lived forwards"
I'm heading off for a mini-vacation. My son will be away for over 3 weeks which feels so weird, so I will also take this time to enjoy the last of July and beginning of August. This year has been fantastic with lots of beautiful friends and events. I have learned so much. This Summer will be a time for reflection and gratitude.
Thank you all my FLICKR friends for all of your positive energy and beautiful, inspirational words. You fill my days with a smile ! <3:
Happy BW!