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Crystal Mill | Marble, Colorado
I could not resist to return to the Crystal Mill this fall. This place is magical with the mill towering on the rocks and the colorful aspen trees around. As we stayed in Marble for a few days, we were able to leave early. The conditions were perfect this time. Morning mist was wrapping around the landscape, and while we were driving and I admired the beauty of the landscape around us, I was hoping we wouldn’t arrive too late at the mill. We did get some of the misty conditions upon arrival, which was nice.
A view behind the main entrance of the castle. This image was taken from the top of the castle. Within the perimeter walls comprised approximately a hundred houses including a hotel, a chapel, a church, cemetery and artesanal shops.
The historical attraction and the natural beauty of Evoramonte still today maintain the force and fury of the past. Evoramonte is a village which proudly displays its scars and unshakeable foundations because its character was forged from iron, blood and fire, reconstructing itself after every attack. So, embrace the warm Alentejo weather and come listen to the stories that Evoramonte has to offer you in cold breeze whispers.
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Evoramonte
April 2023
I push to the edge and take it all
I'm born to be untameable
Go right to the edge and never fall
Born with a fire
I'm taking it higher
Unshakeable, unstoppable
One way out is all you're ever goin' to get
From those who hand them out don't never let it upset you
'Cause they'll put words into your mouths
They're making it feel so ashamed
They're makin' you takin' the blame
They're makin' you cold in the night
They're makin' you question your heart and your soul
And I think that it's not quite right
Hey stay young and invincible
'Cause we know just what we are
And come what may we're unstoppable
'Cause we know just what we are
Yeah we know just what we are
Feed your head with all the things you need when you're hungry
And stay in bed and sleep all day as long as it's Sunday
'Cause they'll put words into my mouth
They're making it feel so ashamed
They're makin' me takin' the blame
They're makin' me cold in the night
They're makin' me question my heart and my soul
And I think that it's not quite right
Hey stay young and invincible
'Cause we know just what we are
And come what may we're unstoppable
'Cause we know just what we are
Yeah we know just what we are
Hey stay young and invincible
'Cause we know just what we are
And come what may we're unstoppable
'Cause we know just what we are
Hey stay young and invincible
'Cause we know just what we are
And come what may my faith's unshakeable
'Cause we know just what we are
She is free, radical, independent
Her style is her own,
It's personal, existential
Her only fear is convention, her only weakness, shoes. The bump of her nose adds character, the scar on her shoulder adds strength, the curl in her hair adds attitude. There is no such thing as imperfection, just originality.
Unmovable, unshakeable, unstoppable, she is someone both inspired and inspiring, she embraces her spirituality aspires to her dreams, levies through her passions. She is a world changer, she is bohemian, She is a boho girl.
The historical attraction and the natural beauty of Evoramonte still today maintain the force and fury of the past. Evoramonte is a village which proudly displays its scars and unshakeable foundations because its character was forged from iron, blood and fire, reconstructing itself after every attack. So, embrace the warm Alentejo weather and come listen to the stories that Evoramonte has to offer you in cold breeze whispers.
This image was taken from the top of the castle. The perimeter wall of the castle can be seen on the lower half of the picture.
Source: www.visitevora.net/en/evoramonte-alentejo-portugal/
Evoramonte, Portugal 🇵🇹
April 2023
I am invincible, unbreakable
Unstoppable, unshakeable
They knock me down, I get up again
I am the champion
You're gonna know my name
You can't hurt me now
I can't feel the pain
I was made for this, yeah, I was born to win
I am the champion
Carrie Underwood - The Champion ft. Ludacris: www.youtube.com/watch?v=HgknAaKNaMM
"It's what non-car people don't get. They see all cars as just a ton-and-a-half, two-tons of wires, glass, metal, and rubber. That's all they see. People like you or I know, we have an unshakeable belief that cars are living entities...you can develop a relationship with a car. And that's just what non-car people don't get."
--Jeremy Clarkson
Three bracketed photos were taken with a handheld Nikon D7200 and combined with Photomatix Pro to create this HDR image. Additional adjustments were made in Photoshop CS6.
"For I know the plans I have for you", declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." ~Jeremiah 29:11
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Three things cannot be long hidden: the sun, the moon and the "truth"
Buddha
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Generally, it's been much more difficult for a woman to pull out of a toxic relationship. These decisions are not taken lightly. When the mind is made up, their determination is unshakeable and woe betide anyone standing in their way.
Thankfully nowadays there are many support services that can rally round and deliver help where needed.
Neither picture or the prose are pretty, they are both raw - very raw.
I make no judgements and merely present what is - no more, no less ...
Thank you
TT
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I’m Done
-lissypoo-
I’m done with you
I’m done with you
You broke my heart
We were one now two
You kept on cheating
I always knew
The physical abuse
Verbal,
Emotional
And mental too
Destroyed us now
I can’t believe you now
I put up with it
Because I was in love
But now I love myself
More than you
It feels so good
To finally be through
Though, wounded and bruised
Sad and confused
I know this time
I will not choose you
I’m done
I’m done
I’m fucking done with you.
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The C is for the courage I possess through the trauma
H is for the hurt, but it's all for the honor
A is for my attitude working through the patience
Money comes and goes, so the M is for motivation
Gotta stay consistent, the P is for persevere
The I is for integrity, innovative career
The O is optimistic, open and never shut
And the N is necessary 'cause I'm never givin' up
See, they ask me how I did it, I just did it from the heart
Crushin' the competition, been doing it from the start
They say that every champion is all about his principles
Carrie
I am invincible, unbreakable
Unstoppable, unshakeable
They knock me down, I get up again
I am the champion, you're gon' know my name
You can't hurt me now, I can't feel the pain
I was made for this, yeah, I was born to win
I am the champion
I'm the champion, yeah, surpassed all rivals
It's all about who wants it the most
I am the champion
Fight for what we believe in
That's what champions are made of
I am the champion
there are gazes that ask questions, and there are those that give answers. this one does neither. it is a statement of fact. a direct, unflinching look that does not seek approval, nor does it offer a challenge. it simply is. it holds the camera, and the viewer, in a moment of absolute clarity. the world is a blur of hair and light, but the eyes are a point of profound stillness. it is a portrait of strength. not the loud, aggressive kind, but the quiet, deep, and unshakeable kind. a portrait of a soul that knows its own ground.
Singing:
I'll be the last one standing
Two hands in the air, I'm a champion
You'll be looking up at me when it's over
I live for the battle, I'm a soldier, yeah
I'm a fighter like Rocky
Put you flag on your back like Ali
Yeah, I'm the greatest, I'm stronger
Paid my dues, can't lose, Imma own ya, ay
I've been working my whole life
And now it's do or die
I am invincible, unbreakable
Unstoppable, unshakeable
They knock me down, I get up again
I am the champion
You're gonna know my name
You can't hurt me now
I can't feel the pain
I was made for this, yeah, I was born to win
I am the champion!!!
The C is for the courage I possess through the trauma!
H is for the hurt but it's all for the honor!
A is for my attitude working through the patience!
Money comes and goes so the M is for motivation!
Gotta stay consistent, the P is to persevere!
The I is for integrity, innovative career!
The O is optimistic, open and never shut!
And the N is necessary 'cause I'm never giving up!
See they ask me how I did it, I just did it from the heart!
Crushing the competition, been doing it from the start!
They say that every champion is all about her principles!! Yeaaaaa!
An unshakeable calm dwells in me
steady as earth, present as breath.
Life has carved me with care and fire,
and I have learned to thrive.
I will keep flourishing,
no matter the season,
no matter the storm.
At Dragonfly Lake, the world hushes. The spirit remembers how to breathe.
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There is a reason a mothers bond is unshaken.
Breathe through me
And calm the storm inside
Just breathe through me
We'll keep the stars alight
I've got you.
Forever and all eternity. A mothers bond with her children.. will be unshakeable.
Guatiza
Lanzarote
Spain
The Cactus Garden is a magnificent example of an integrated architectural intervention into the landscape. César Manrique (born on Lanzarote) created this audacious architectonic complex whilst maintaining the unshakeable pairing of art and nature that is so tangible in all of his spatial interventions.
It is located in an agricultural environment characterized by extensive plantations of cacti dedicated to the cultivation of the "cochineal" (Mexican red scale insect that feeds on cacti; the source of a red dye).
Taxi to Anarchy Arena
The air crackled with anticipation, a palpable hum of excitement that threatened to blow the roof off the legendary Anarchy Arena. Tonight marked the triumphant debut of the fiery band, The Riot Girls at the Anarchy Arena.
From the moment they exploded onto the stage, it was clear this was no ordinary gig. Launching headfirst into their eponymous anthem, "Riot Girls," the band unleashed an unbridled torrent of raw power and pure rock 'n' roll energy.
Lead singer Isa Sorbet's commanding vocals soared above the driving keyboards by Angella DeCuir, perfectly complementing the searing riffs and intricate solos laid down by lead guitarist Ronnie Jett, who also masterminded the song's brilliant music and lyrics.
With Frankie Joubert and Pia Kiko delivering a relentless rhythm on guitar and Ambre Moonlight's drums providing a thunderous, unshakeable backbone, the gig became a living, breathing entity, a defiant rallying cry that reverberated through every soul in the packed venue.
As the final, electrifying chord faded into the echoing silence, the arena erupted. The entire audience, who had simply melted into the immersive world of sound and raw emotions meticulously crafted by our brilliant and talented rock stars, rose to their feet in a deafening, unanimous standing ovation, cementing The Riot Girls' as the tremendous Rock Band.
Music and lyrics by Ronnie Jett
Lead Singer Isa Sorbet
Lead Guitar Ronnie Jett
Guitar Frankie Joubert
Drums Ambre Moonlight
Keyboards Angella DeCuir
Bass Pia Kiko
Video Serendipity Dyrssen
Cutting Pia Kiko
Editing Melody DiPietro
The END
Devoted to my Ronnie, a talented and amazing musician who touched my heart deeply with Love ღ
This striking photograph captures the soul-stirring trail to Kedarnath, one of the most sacred pilgrimage routes in India. The foreground reveals a rugged mountain path winding its way through dramatic Himalayan terrain—rocky, uneven, and etched with the footsteps of countless pilgrims over centuries. Clusters of devotees can be seen making their arduous ascent, some on foot, others on mules, wrapped in layers to protect against the biting mountain chill. Their faces reflect a blend of exhaustion and deep spiritual resolve. Makeshift stalls, fluttering prayer flags, and the occasional stone shrine dot the route, while the distant hum of chants and temple bells echo faintly through the cold, rarefied air. Rising behind them are the majestic snow-capped peaks of the Himalayas, glowing in the sunlight—silent, ancient witnesses to this timeless journey of faith.
The backdrop of the image—an expanse of towering Himalayan mountains—commands reverence. Among them, the Kedarnath Dome and Chaukhamba range rise with stoic elegance, forming a breathtaking curtain of ice and stone. These peaks not only define the geography but embody the spiritual magnitude of the place. The trail itself, though physically demanding, is more than a physical journey; it is a passage of inner awakening. The stark contrast between the raw, unforgiving landscape and the humble persistence of pilgrims creates an atmosphere of awe and quiet reflection. The air is thin, the temperature unforgiving, yet each step toward the Kedarnath temple is taken with unshakeable devotion and a belief in the divine power of Lord Shiva.
Steeped in legend, the history of Kedarnath dates back thousands of years. The temple, perched at 11,755 feet, is said to have been built by the Pandavas after the Kurukshetra war, and later revived in the 8th century by Adi Shankaracharya. It is one of the twelve Jyotirlingas and holds immense importance in the Char Dham Yatra. Lord Shiva is believed to have vanished into the ground here in the form of a bull, leaving behind his hump—now enshrined within the temple. Despite enduring harsh weather and surviving the catastrophic 2013 floods, the temple stands strong, a symbol of faith and resilience. This photograph is more than a scenic memory—it captures a living tradition, where the ancient mountains, sacred myths, and enduring devotion come together in one powerful, timeless moment.
Symbolique
"En grec, « aster » signifie « étoile ». Dans le langage des fleurs, l’aster est symbole d’amour éternel, de fidélité et de réconfort en fin de vie. Selon la mythologie grecque, l’aster serait né dans les larmes versées par la déesse grecque de la Justice, Astrée, lorsque Pandore ouvrit la boîte contenant tous les maux de l’humanité. La mythologie romaine, elle, en a fait la fleur emblématique de Vénus, déesse de l’Amour. La signification de l’aster varie en fonction de la couleur des fleurs. Le rouge exprime une passion infinie, le blanc un amour fidèle et le rose une affection inébranlable… "
Symbolism
"In Greek, ‘aster’ means ‘star’. In the language of flowers, the aster is a symbol of eternal love, fidelity and comfort at the end of life. According to Greek mythology, the aster was born from the tears shed by the Greek goddess of Justice, Astrea, when Pandora opened the box containing all the evils of mankind. Roman mythology, on the other hand, made it the emblematic flower of Venus, the goddess of love. The meaning of the aster varies according to the colour of the flowers. Red expresses infinite passion, white faithful love and pink unshakeable affection… "
Hope Inspiring Resplendent Roses & Blossoms At Blessed Home Long Island, New York, Day Before My Birthday 2012 - IMRAN®
A dozen years ago before I penned these words in 2024, the rose bushes at my blessed home on Long Island, New York, were in full, glorious bloom. It was the early summer of 2012, the day before my 50th birthday.
The tornadoes and droughts of total economic meltdown, brought on by the policies of Republican President George W. Bush which enriched the super-wealthy with one trillion dollars of tax cuts, had wreaked havoc on my life as on millions of ordinary individuals, families, and entire towns. The next few years were spent on surviving, recovering, and rebuilding. Even then it was a rocky road.
By the time 2012 rolled in, after a labyrinthine journey of heart-sinking troughs, fleeting peaks, and unexpected drops into new valleys, life began to hint at a promising change ahead. I had to remind myself that life’s most exquisite blooms often come accompanied by the piercing thorns of reality.
The key is to persistently tend to one’s garden of dreams, rooting it in unshakeable faith, nurturing it with the water of hope, showering it with the rain of love, fortifying it with the grains of gratitude, and ceaselessly illuminating it with the lights of confidence, and perseverance.
No matter the adversities you face, remember, they are but temporary. You possess the strength to surmount them. Never let go of your dreams. Never relinquish your authentic self. Within you lies an indomitable spirit. You are capable of blooming despite the thorns. Are you ready to live the life you dream of?
© 2012-2024 IMRAN®
Hope Inspiring Resplendent Roses & Blossoms At Blessed Home Long Island, New York, Day Before My Birthday 2012 - IMRAN®
A dozen years ago before I penned these words in 2024, the rose bushes at my blessed home on Long Island, New York, were in full, glorious bloom. It was the early summer of 2012, the day before my 50th birthday.
The tornadoes and droughts of total economic meltdown, brought on by the policies of Republican President George W. Bush which enriched the super-wealthy with one trillion dollars of tax cuts, had wreaked havoc on my life as on millions of ordinary individuals, families, and entire towns. The next few years were spent on surviving, recovering, and rebuilding. Even then it was a rocky road.
By the time 2012 rolled in, after a labyrinthine journey of heart-sinking troughs, fleeting peaks, and unexpected drops into new valleys, life began to hint at a promising change ahead. I had to remind myself that life’s most exquisite blooms often come accompanied by the piercing thorns of reality.
The key is to persistently tend to one’s garden of dreams, rooting it in unshakeable faith, nurturing it with the water of hope, showering it with the rain of love, fortifying it with the grains of gratitude, and ceaselessly illuminating it with the lights of confidence, and perseverance.
No matter the adversities you face, remember, they are but temporary. You possess the strength to surmount them. Never let go of your dreams. Never relinquish your authentic self. Within you lies an indomitable spirit. You are capable of blooming despite the thorns. Are you ready to live the life you dream of?
© 2012-2025 IMRAN®
Hope Inspiring Resplendent Roses & Blossoms At Blessed Home Long Island, New York, Day Before My Birthday 2012 - IMRAN®
A dozen years ago before I penned these words in 2024, the rose bushes at my blessed home on Long Island, New York, were in full, glorious bloom. It was the early summer of 2012, the day before my 50th birthday.
The tornadoes and droughts of total economic meltdown, brought on by the policies of Republican President George W. Bush which enriched the super-wealthy with one trillion dollars of tax cuts, had wreaked havoc on my life as on millions of ordinary individuals, families, and entire towns. The next few years were spent on surviving, recovering, and rebuilding. Even then it was a rocky road.
By the time 2012 rolled in, after a labyrinthine journey of heart-sinking troughs, fleeting peaks, and unexpected drops into new valleys, life began to hint at a promising change ahead. I had to remind myself that life’s most exquisite blooms often come accompanied by the piercing thorns of reality.
The key is to persistently tend to one’s garden of dreams, rooting it in unshakeable faith, nurturing it with the water of hope, showering it with the rain of love, fortifying it with the grains of gratitude, and ceaselessly illuminating it with the lights of confidence, and perseverance.
No matter the adversities you face, remember, they are but temporary. You possess the strength to surmount them. Never let go of your dreams. Never relinquish your authentic self. Within you lies an indomitable spirit. You are capable of blooming despite the thorns. Are you ready to live the life you dream of?
© 2012-2025 IMRAN®
My King is so satisfied here
His look tells it all
He is in another world
He found some good smelling stuff that belongs in a toilet...
Good grief what a smell
He took a good roll in it while I was occupied with my phone, haha, so much for not paying attention to my King when we are out hiking...
"Just so you know
Your love is engraved on my heart
It's set in stone
Nothing could break us apart
Unshakeable
And no matter where I am or where I go
We're set in stone"
Mood: bring it
I am invincible, unbreakable
Unstoppable, unshakeable
They knock me down, I get up again
I am the champion
You're gonna know my name
You can't hurt me now
I can't feel the pain
I was made for this, yeah, I was born to win
I am the champion, oh
Watch how different photographers' body language when they are taking a shot. Some putone food forward and lean into the shot like walking against a strong wind, others assume a one knee target shooting position.
Some are like my shooting buddy Rob here hunkering down a conveying the intensity of his concentration.
I suppose the idea is to have a firm unshakeable base. Whatever the reason it marks you as a pro . . . plus it looks really cool and impressive to onlookers. :))
"Lord Jesus Christ, your death brought life and hope where there was once only despair and defeat. Give me the unshakeable hope of everlasting life, the inexpressible joy of knowing your unfailing love, and the unquestioning faith and zeal in doing the will of the Father in heaven."
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Virginia is a really sweet girl with a quiet, unshakeable confidence. What could go wrong? Her fashion sense is a little bit minimalist, and the guys seem to really like her... but somehow, her relationships never last too long.
Full custom of a Draculaura. :) Currently on feebay:
MOUTH of TRUTH
IIn the portico of the Paleochristian church of Santa Maria in Cosmedin, at the foot of the Aventine hills, a Roman statue is conserved that has attracted the attention and curiosity of tourists from all over the world. It is the "Bocca della Verità", an ancient stone mask from the Classical period that represents a river god with an open mouth, wide eyes and a flowing mane of hair.
The reason for its unshakeable fame is a rather macabre legend associated with the mask since ancient times. If a liar puts their hand inside its mouth, they will lose it.
This legend probably originates from Roman times. It is said that the rich wife of a Roman noble was accused of adultery. The woman denied the accusations, but her husband wanted to put her to the test by making her hand inside the stone mouth. Knowing perfectly well that she was lying, the woman used a very clever strategy. In front of a group of curious bystanders who had gathered around the Mouth of Truth, the man who was actually her lover embraced her and kissed her. She pretended that she didn't know him and accused him of being a madman and the crowd chased him away.
When she put her hand into the mouth, the woman declared that she had never kissed any other man apart from her husband and the poor madman who had just kissed her. In this way she was certain that she hadn't lied and her hand was saved. The betrayed husband saved her honour, but the Mouth of Truth lost its credibility and it is said that since that day it no longer carried out its function as a right and unappeasable judge.
Even today, this ancient mask is the cause of queues of tourists who line up outside the beautiful Paleochristian church of Santa Maria in Cosmedin. The thrill of the risk is evidently too strong and you honestly can't resist putting your hand inside this harmless, but unsettling stone face and hope for the best!
Q: Were you always like this from the first moment of enlightenment?
M: The three states rotate as usual -- there is waking and sleeping and waking again, but they do not happen to me. They just happen. To me nothing ever happens. There is something changeless, motionless, immovable, rocklike, unassailable; a solid mass of pure being-consciousness-bliss. I am never out of it. Nothing can take me out of it, no torture, no calamity.
Q: Yet, you are conscious!
M: Yes and no. There is peace -- deep, immense, unshakeable. Events are registered in memory, but are of no importance. I am hardly aware of them.
Q: If I understand you rightly, this state did not come by cultivation.
M: There was no coming. It was so -- always. There was discovery and it was sudden. Just as at birth you discover the world suddenly, as suddenly I discovered my real being.
Q: Was it clouded over and your sadhana dissolved the mist? When your true state became clear to you, did it remain clear, or did it get obscured again? Is your condition permanent or intermittent?
M: Absolutely steady. Whatever I may do, it stays like a rock -- motionless. Once you have awakened into reality, you stay in it. A child does not return to the womb! It is a simple state, smaller than the smallest, bigger than the biggest. It is self-evident and yet beyond description.
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Excerpts from I Am That by Nisargadatta Maharaj
I Am That is a compilation of talks on Shiva Advaita (Nondualism) philosophy by Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj, a Hindu spiritual teacher who lived in Mumbai. The English translation of the book from the original Marathi recordings was done by Maurice Frydman.
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Carrie Underwood - The Champion ft. Ludacris
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Htu3va7yDMg
I'll be the last one standing
Two hands in the air, I'm a champion
You'll be looking up at me when it's over
I live for the battle, I'm a soldier, yeah
I'm a fighter like Rocky
Put your flag on your back like Ali
Yeah, I'm the greatest I'm stronger
Paid my dues, can't lose, I'ma own ya, ay
I've been working my whole life
And now it's do or die
I am invincible, unbreakable
Unstoppable, unshakeable
They knock me down, I get up again
I am the champion, you're gon' know my name
You can't hurt me now, I can't feel the pain
I was made for this, yeah, I was born to win
I am the champion
When they write my story
They gonna say that I did it for the glory
But don't think that I did it for the fame, yeah
I did it for the love of the game, yeah
And this is my chance I'm taking
All them old records, I'm breaking
All you people watching on the TV
You go ahead and put your bets on me, ay
I've been waiting my whole life
To see my name in lights
I am invincible, unbreakable
Unstoppable, unshakeable
They knock me down, I get up again
I am the champion, you're gon' know my name
You can't hurt me now, I can't feel the pain
I was made for this, yeah, I was born to win
I am the champion, oh
Born champion, Luda
The C is for the courage I possess through the trauma
H is for the hurt, but it's all for the honor
A is for my attitude working through the patience
Money comes and goes, so the M is for motivation
Gotta stay consistent, the P is for persevere
The I is for integrity, innovative career
The O is optimistic, open and never shut
And the N is necessary 'cause I'm never givin' up
See, they ask me how I did it, I just did it from the heart
Crushin' the competition, been doing it from the start
They say that every champion is all about his principles
Carrie
I am invincible, unbreakable
Unstoppable, unshakeable
They knock me down, I get up again
I am the champion, you're gon' know my name
You can't hurt me now, I can't feel the pain
I was made for this, yeah, I was born to win
I am the champion
I'm the champion, yeah, surpassed all rivals
It's all about who wants it the most
I am the champion
Fight for what we believe in
That's what champions are made of
I am the champion (Yeah, champion)
this one was a fun shoot and edit i have to admit! made for cliche saturday..
genie in an oil lamp is a classic
magic ( a cliche for sure in my stream)
re-use of halloween costume
the message behind the image is that we really do have this incredible power of manifestation.. we are the creators of the world.. through our thoughts
"we are what we think.
all that we are arises with our thoughts.
with our thoughts we make the world.
speak or act with an impure mind
and trouble will follow you
as the wheel that follows the ox that draws the cart.
.... speak or act with a pure mind
and happiness will follow you
as your shadow, unshakeable."
~the Buddha
the first lines of the Dhammapada
special thanks to lypho for the background
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oh and HCS!!!!
Virginia is a really sweet girl with a quiet, unshakeable confidence. What could go wrong? Her fashion sense is a little bit minimalist, and the guys seem to really like her... but somehow, her relationships never last too long.
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Horace Pippin (1888-1946) was, by any measure, a disadvantaged man.
His grandparents were slaves. Like countless other blacks of his generation, he was poor and poorly educated. He left school in the third grade. In battle during World War I he lost the use of his right arm. Occasionally he drank. When he worked he held the most menial of jobs, junk gatherer, warehouse man, hotel porter. Later he delivered laundry that his wife took in.
Nothing in his biography explains how he became an extraordinary painter. No one gave him lessons or showed him the old masters. He said he "came to art the hard way." He taught it to himself.
Pippin's gifts were recognized at once. Between his first and second local shows, his pictures were "discovered," purchased or applauded by the artist N.C. Wyeth, the collector Albert Barnes (of the Barnes Collection), and by the Museum of Modern Art.
Pippin's art is magical. The beauty of his colors and the power of his pictures will be sensed at once by all who pay a visit to the Horace Pippin retrospective, which will be on view through March 27 at the Phillips Collection here.
Like other self-taught masters, like the poet William Blake, the Douanier Rousseau or his fellow Pennsylvanian the limner Edward Hicks (1780-1849), Pippin received visions. The pictures "come to me," he said. "I do over the picture several times in my mind and when I am ready to paint it I have all the details I need." Whether painting saints or landscapes, the war, Abe Lincoln or John Brown, Pippin's pictures demonstrate unshakeable conviction.
Because his forms are so robust, because his compositions are so daring, the painter Romare Bearden, who met Pippin only once, was astonished to hear Pippin say his paintings "were completely realistic . . . To him these images were not distortions, but perfectly literal translations of the literal world."
Such terms as "folk art," "popular," naive," seem somehow condescending when applied to the sophistications of Horace Pippin's art. Look, for instance, at his clouds, at his sunsets and his skies, or at the way his pattersn interlock and echo in the battle-blasted wall of "Shell Holes and Observation Balloon: Champagne Sector," a scene of the great war which the artist did from memory in 1931.
There are other splendid paintings here, the Whitney Museum's "Buffalo Hunt" of 1933, "West Chester Courthouse," of 1940. "The Amish Letter Writer," with its amazing interplay of diagonals and circles. "The Squirrel Hunter" of 1940, and "John Brown Going to His Hanging" of 1942.
Pippin's grandmother was a witness to that execution. While a crowd stares at the martyr in the Pennsylvania Academy's paiting, she turns her face away.
Look closely at that picture's colors, at how the red scarves of the white men accentuate the blue-and-white grid pattern of her dress. Two color systems operate in Pippin's finest pictures. One is based on small zones of brilliant hue, the other is an extraordinary subtle play of close-toned grays and blacks.
The grandmother's shawl and bonnet are painted in the grays of the clapboard wall behind her. "One can tell a true colorist by how he handles grays," writes the Phillips' James McLaughin. "By this standard Pippin shows himself a master colorist."
Pippin painted with difficulty. Because his arm was ruined, he had to support his right hand with his left when he used the brush. When new his pictures sold for $50 or $100.Some now cost as much as $50,000.
Virginia is a really sweet girl with a quiet, unshakeable confidence. What could go wrong? Her fashion sense is a little bit minimalist, and the guys seem to really like her... but somehow, her relationships never last too long.
Full custom of a Draculaura. :) Currently on feebay:
He leaned back with the kind of effortless charm that made the dim bar lights seem choreographed just for him.
Every detail...the crisp suit, the steady gaze, the swirl of amber in his glass....suggested a man who moved through life with unshakeable confidence. People whispered stories about him: a strategist, a visionary, a master of quiet power.
Yet in the hush between one elegant sip and the next, his phone lit up on the table beside him. Three words flashed across the screen in bold, unforgiving capitals:
“MUM: YOUR LAUNDRY’S READY.”
And just like that, the illusion dissolved — replaced by the unmistakable truth that even the smoothest-looking men sometimes go home to a basket of neatly folded socks.
Guatiza
Lanzarote
Spain
The Cactus Garden is a magnificent example of an integrated architectural intervention into the landscape. César Manrique (born on Lanzarote) created this audacious architectonic complex whilst maintaining the unshakeable pairing of art and nature that is so tangible in all of his spatial interventions.
It is located in an agricultural environment characterized by extensive plantations of cacti dedicated to the cultivation of the "cochineal" (Mexican red scale insect that feeds on cacti; the source of a red dye).
Hope Inspiring Resplendent Roses & Blossoms At Blessed Home Long Island, New York, Day Before My Birthday 2012 - IMRAN™
(My 166th Flickr Explore!)
A dozen years ago before I penned these words in 2024, the rose bushes at my blessed home on Long Island, New York, were in full, glorious bloom. It was the early summer of 2012, the day before my 50th birthday.
The tornadoes and droughts of total economic meltdown, brought on by the policies of Republican President George W. Bush which enriched the super-wealthy with one trillion dollars of tax cuts, had wreaked havoc on my life as on millions of ordinary individuals, families, and entire towns. The next few years were spent on surviving, recovering, and rebuilding. Even then it was a rocky road.
By the time 2012 rolled in, after a labyrinthine journey of heart-sinking troughs, fleeting peaks, and unexpected drops into new valleys, life began to hint at a promising change ahead. I had to remind myself that life’s most exquisite blooms often come accompanied by the piercing thorns of reality.
The key is to persistently tend to one’s garden of dreams, rooting it in unshakeable faith, nurturing it with the water of hope, showering it with the rain of love, fortifying it with the grains of gratitude, and ceaselessly illuminating it with the lights of confidence, and perseverance.
No matter the adversities you face, remember, they are but temporary. You possess the strength to surmount them. Never let go of your dreams. Never relinquish your authentic self. Within you lies an indomitable spirit. You are capable of blooming despite the thorns. Are you ready to live the life you dream of?
© 2012-2024 IMRAN™
Hope Inspiring Resplendent Roses & Blossoms At Blessed Home Long Island, New York, Day Before My Birthday 2012 - IMRAN®
A dozen years ago before I penned these words in 2024, the rose bushes at my blessed home on Long Island, New York, were in full, glorious bloom. It was the early summer of 2012, the day before my 50th birthday.
The tornadoes and droughts of total economic meltdown, brought on by the policies of Republican President George W. Bush which enriched the super-wealthy with one trillion dollars of tax cuts, had wreaked havoc on my life as on millions of ordinary individuals, families, and entire towns. The next few years were spent on surviving, recovering, and rebuilding. Even then it was a rocky road.
By the time 2012 rolled in, after a labyrinthine journey of heart-sinking troughs, fleeting peaks, and unexpected drops into new valleys, life began to hint at a promising change ahead. I had to remind myself that life’s most exquisite blooms often come accompanied by the piercing thorns of reality.
The key is to persistently tend to one’s garden of dreams, rooting it in unshakeable faith, nurturing it with the water of hope, showering it with the rain of love, fortifying it with the grains of gratitude, and ceaselessly illuminating it with the lights of confidence, and perseverance.
No matter the adversities you face, remember, they are but temporary. You possess the strength to surmount them. Never let go of your dreams. Never relinquish your authentic self. Within you lies an indomitable spirit. You are capable of blooming despite the thorns. Are you ready to live the life you dream of?
© 2012-2025 IMRAN®