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Here I used Dandelion complementary reflected color and light to enhance the little foreground arc of For-get-me-nots wayside blossoms
Das Hafenbecken 1, welches direkt an die Innenstadt angrenzt, wird immer weniger von der Industrie genutzt.
Neue Einrichtungen sollen den Freizeitwert des Hafenbeckens 1 erhöhen und mit einer Brücke das Zusammenwachsen von Hafengebiet und Innenstadt fördern.
The harbor basin 1, which is directly adjacent to the city center, is used less and less by industry.
New facilities are intended to increase the recreational value of the harbor basin 1 and promote the growing together of the harbor area and the city center with a bridge.
The Franklin Mint was founded in the mid-1960s to produce collectibles such as silver ingots, dolls, china plates and die-cast models. The Mint marketed their products as investments which the buyer could enjoy over time as the value of the object increased. But unfortunately, the values did not increase for all items and today, establishing a value for Franklin Mint items can be tricky.
The Franklin Mint was founded in the mid-1960s to produce collectibles such as silver ingots, dolls, china plates and die-cast models. The Mint marketed their products as investments which the buyer could enjoy over time as the value of the object increased. But unfortunately, the values did not increase for all items and today, establishing a value for Franklin Mint items can be tricky.
Alas, the Franklin Mint closed their doors in 2000 121
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Software Jpeg from .X3F camera output
180 mm equiv. (medium-tele)
Exp. Corr. Value: +0.0 EV
Exp. Program: Normal
Metering mode: Spot
WB Settings: Auto
Etta & her "caterpillar".
My cousin has a small business making dog enrichment toys. The caterpillar is ½ the size it was when she got it but that was November last year ... so good value.
“Remain true to your values. If you don’t stand for something, you’ll fall for anything.”
― Frank Sonnenberg
Location: Green story
My vacation was all about family and this is one of a very few landscape shots that I managed to get during. This is shot around 08:20 in the morning of Icelands independance day which is june 17.
The family´s summer home is really near this location and we just love to go there.
The composition is not perfect, the lupines sadly block part of the river but I really like the lighting and the remaines of snow in the mountains.
"The value of a life does not depend on the place we occupy;
it depends on the way we occupy that place." ~ Therese of Lisieux
This is Lost Lake (yes, I found it) up atop Kebler Pass.
Thank you for viewing,
Bev
Kebler Pass
Colorado
USA
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There's something inherently sad about household objects left out for the trash man. They are like castoffs; broken or no longer cherished, and left ignominiously out on the curb. This easy chair caught my eye the other day. Part of the forlorn quality of scenes like this is the object being ripped from its normal context. I wouldn't give the chair a second look in someone's living room. But it seemed horribly out of place on the edge of the state highway that bisects the village. That, and the sedentary nature of a recliner juxtaposed against passing traffic. Wonderful visual metaphors for the life cycle of things we purchase and the passage of time (and with it life). In the eerie stillness after the truck passed I contemplated the chair and the many other personal objects scattered about the lawn behind me. There's a village-wide trash haul this weekend, and little collections such as this are springing up all around. I have to admit a weird impulse to inspect them, and yearn to pull over when driving by. I can't help but think I will find something of value (I almost never do) but also that idle curiosity about seeing the remnants of someone else's life (remember I did preface this as weird). I'll be placing some of my own items out on the curb soon. I tend to wait until the night before, perhaps to avoid having others inspect them as I did this chair. Even when it's sheer junk, I feel an odd sentimental tug about letting go of things. And that spell lasts as long as the objects remain on my tree lawn before the pickup. Much like this chair, they are in the condemned phase, but still retrievable. I can simply go back out and reclaim them. That sentiment vanishes the moment the objects are tossed onto the truck. Maybe that's why I wait until the last minute to put them out. I just can't stand that in between time.
This car is my muse. It's a block from my house and it’s not going anywhere. Voigtlander Vito B + Kodak Ektar film.
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Street photography from Glasgow, Scotland.
Colour re-edit of a shot from July 2017. Enjoy.
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English ten pound note.
If you are familiar with this banknote then this image may strike you as being a little odd. You’ll know the iridescent holograms on the left, but you may not have seen the large yellow figures ‘10’ formed in the pattern at the top.
That’s because this image was taken in UV light. There are patches of fluorescent ink printed on the note that just look like white paper in ordinary light. The five-pound note has a 5 in the same place. I couldn’t afford a £20 note to check it out for consistency (or should that be cheque?) ;)
The British pound sterling is the oldest currency in the world that has been in constant circulation. It was adopted around 800AD being modelled on the currency of the French kingdom of Charles the Great (Charlemagne) which was established a few years before. Italian, Spanish and Portuguese currency had the same roots.
The French livre (pound) had 20 sous each of 12 deniers, like the 20 shillings and 12 pennies of sterling. Interestingly although the small denomination was called a penny its symbol was the ‘d’, just like the French denier, the Spanish Dinero and the Portuguese Dinheiro. All the names derive from the Roman denarius coin.
Sterling was decimalised in 1971 which caused all the prices to go up and the parking meters to stop working :) The pound now has 100 new pennies (p or pence).
Originally one French livre was worth a pound weight of silver (equivalent to 14.6 Troy ounces), but by 850 the pound sterling was only worth eleven and a quarter Troy ounces of silver. Looking at tonight’s spot price for silver my note should be redeemable for £1868.62 of the shiny metal… times change.
This image measures under 3 inches across as per the rules.
One thing that photographers should be aware of is that it is illegal to reproduce a digital picture of more than 50% of one side of the note without an overstamp, and the Queen’s head must not be distorted. There are the normal copyright issues as well and these can be rigorously prosecuted. See the Bank of England website for more details.
Thank you for taking the time to look. I hope you enjoy the image. Happy Macro Mondays :)
Restoring intended value through an application of intended use.
Paper and masking tape.
Dimensions variable.
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Barton Hill depot in Bristol will be the temporary home for 20901 and 20905 for the next 5 weeks whilst they undergo a repaint into Balfour Beatty livery.
The depot opened in 1840 as a locomotive depot until 1870 when it became a carriage and wagon servicing facility.
I remember it being the home of the Blue Pullman in the early 70s. It was used by RES for a little bit in the mid 90s and went into Arriva ownership in 2011.
Its great to see some locomotives from the 1960s in a depot building dating back to the 1840s.
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Camera Canon EOS 450D
Lens Canon 17-85mm IS USM f/4.0 - 5.6
Tools Adobe Photoshop CS4
On the 15th December 2010, they killed-off the Harrier to save less than £1bn. This year the UK government has already spend more than £300bn fighting COVID-19. That’s more money per day on COVID-19 than the entire savings from retiring the Harrier force.
The Glendale Shoals Preserve was donated to SPACE in 1993 by Billy Tobias. The land consists of thirteen acres and is located at the old Glendale Mill on Lawson’s Fork Creek. The property is scenic, with a waterfall that cascades over a dam, and has significant plant, animal, and bird life. When the water is low, walk across the shoals, skip some rocks, and enjoy the view. In addition to the scenic value of the property, the history of this area is significant. In the 1800’s the area was known as Bivingsville and was the site of a large cotton factory, the Glendale Mill, which also supported a local mill village.
Yes, I could never have imagined they might mean something to me, again. As young Merchant Navy Officers we travelled the world, getting some subs, cash in local currency if it looked likely we might get a run ashore in a particular port. Sometimes the vessel plans changed, or our cargo shifts on duty didn't give us a chance to get to the nearest bar. If we did, rarely did we get back onboard with any meaningful sum of cash in our pockets, but just occasionally we were stranded with some funny money, individual bank notes of a currency of little value we couldn't change once home. The Scotia bar in Glasgow, close to the banks of the Clyde, and just over the river from the Nautical College (GCNS) we attended had a historical role serving Merchant seamen, going back through its history to 1792, and somewhere along the line it became 'traditional' to give these old notes (that the barman undoubtedly refused to accept!) and peg them above the bar. I suspect most are from the 20th century, and I contributed a few around 1980. Today I sat and looked up to see if I could recognise any, I might have given, but none jumped out at me as I couldn't remember what currency I added to the collection. They might have been from Argentina, Brazil, Korea, Taiwan, Hong Kong, Poland, Portugal, or any of the other countries I ended up in.......countries that have a very different political 'colour' these days. I wish I had written something on those notes that I'm sure still hang in the bar. They were 'waste', surplus to requirements then, but now their presence means so much to me. And I never imagined that would ever be the case. Bank notes are almost redundant these days. One day someone will wonder what they are, and why they are hanging there!
What does it mean to be the silent observer? The subjects in this series embody the joint-like posture of mannequins. They allude view, obscuring themselves behind objects and other times reveal their presence in an ordinary remote world.
ABOUT THE ARTIST
Chance Nkosi Gomez known initiated by H.H Swami Jyotirmayanda as Sri Govinda walks an integral yogic path in which photography is the primary creative field of expression. The medium was introduced during sophomore year of high school by educator Dr. Devin Marsh of Robert Morgan Educational Center. Coming into alignment with light, its nature and articulating the camera was the focus during that time. Thereafter while completing a Photographic Technology Degree, the realization of what made an image “striking” came to the foreground of the inner dialogue. These college years brought forth major absorption and reflection as an apprentice to photographer and educator Tony A. Chirinos of Miami Dade College. The process of working towards a singular idea of interest and thus building a series became the heading from here on while the camera aided in cultivating an adherence to the present moment. The viewfinder resembles a doorway to the unified field of consciousness in which line, shape, form, color, value, texture all dissolve. It is here that the yogi is reminded of sat-chit-ananda (the supreme reality as all-pervading; pure consciousness). As of May 2024 Govinda has completed his 300hr yoga teacher training program at Sattva Yoga Academy studying from Master Yogi Anand Mehrotra in Rishikesh, India, Himalayas. This has strengthened his personal Sadhana and allows one to carry and share ancient Vedic Technology leading others in ultimately directing their intellect to bloom into intuition. As awareness and self-realization grows so does the imagery that is all at once divine in the mastery of capturing and controlling light. Over the last seven years he has self-published six photographic books, Follow me i’ll be right behind you (2017), Sonata - Minimal Study (2018), Birds Singing Lies (2018), Rwanda (2019), Where does the body begin? (2019) & Swayam Jyotis (2023). Currently, Govinda is employed at the Leica Store Miami as a camera specialist and starting his journey as a practitioner of yoga ॐ