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Hello my amazing Flickr friends !!
Today is a pink / purple day at Color my World Daily and the theme at Smile on Saturday Group is : iridescent.
Well, well , well, it was a very difficult one for me. I had a concept but apparently
iridescence is very hard to photograph (at least for me !!). I had few iridescent items in my huge collection of stuff (yes, I’m a hoarder and we all know it by now lol) but nothing was « iridescent » enough for my taste. I was about to give up but then I saw my husband’s huge collection (yes, he is a hoarder too(but not as severe as me !!!)) of CD’s ! And bam ! I saw an iridescent ray of light in my head , glowing beautifully like there is no other iridescent source of light on this earth (FYI : I dont take any drugs !!! And since I’m on a diet : no alcohol… but maybe the low percentage of carbs is affecting my mind more than I thought …). And just like that, a new obsession was born !
So here you go: iridescent and levitating CDs…
I hope you like it !! And see you later my friends !! I wish you all a very iridescent (that is my new favorite word!!) and happy day !!
Thank you so much for all your lovely comments / favs/ general support / happy thoughts!! Stay safe and healthy!! And see you soon on Flickr !!
Macro Mondays, theme: Stamp
Rubber letter stamps on wood blocks.
Single image. Hasselblad/Zeiss Makro-Planar 135mm-f/5.6 manual lens, set to f/5.6.
For an image with scale, see here:
“Printed Word”
corner of an old nursery rhymes book,
within 2 3/4 inches, yes size matters! ;-P
Jiggety-jog!
HMM everyone!
People may hear your Words,
but they feel your Attitude.
( John C. Maxwell )
😄 HAPPY MACRO MONDAY TO EVERYONE 😄
Quote (by Meher Baba) typed into a text field in “WORD”
(< 2” x 2” incl. neg. space) printed with an inkjet printer on paper and
taken a macro of on August 8th, 2019, uploaded for #MacroMondays #PrintedWord
ƒ/2.8
4.5 mm
1/5 Sec
ISO 400
Dedicated to CRA (ILYWAMHASAM)
... macro mondays ... one word ...
hmm !
... I found a small so called happy stone last week, more info here, it is part of a facebook project in the Netherlands called "Keitof" which means someting like "awesome rock" ;) ...
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The word sail, a monument to poetry, is the name of a steel sculpture by Heinrich Popp.
The sculpture stands on an open field northwest of Sotzweiler, the birthplace of the sculptor and today a district of the Saarland municipality of Tholey in the district of St. Wendel. On an elevation of about 338 metres above NHN, the sculpture represents a landmark visible from afar.
The word sail consists of two sail-shaped triangles, one of which stands on the top and which are twisted against each other. The two halves of the sail, made of stainless steel, are welded together at their highest point. At the same time, the empty space between the two steel plates also has a sail-like shape, depending on the point of view.
The monument, a gift from Heinrich Popp to his home community, was erected in 2005 after several years of planning and execution. The two steel plates were cast in the Dillinger Hütte and rolled to a thickness of 3 cm. The sculpture has a height of 13 meters and a total weight of approx. 30 tons.
The term word sail is also the name of a writing and poetry competition initiated by the artist at participating schools in Saarland.
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Das Wortsegel, ein Denkmal für Poesie, ist der Name einer Stahlplastik von Heinrich Popp.
Die Skulptur steht auf offenem Feld nordwestlich von Sotzweiler, dem Geburtsort des Bildhauers und heute ein Ortsteil der saarländischen Gemeinde Tholey im Landkreis St. Wendel. Auf einer Anhöhe von etwa 338 Metern über NHN stellt die Plastik eine weithin sichtbare Landmarke dar.
Das Wortsegel besteht aus zwei jeweils segelförmigen Dreiecken, von denen eins auf der Spitze steht und die gegeneinander verdreht/verspiegelt aufgestellt sind. An ihrer obersten Stelle sind die beiden aus rostendem Stahl erschaffenen Segelhälften miteinander verschweißt. Gleichzeitig besitzt auch der sich zwischen den beiden Stahlplatten befindende leere Raum abhängig vom Betrachtungsstandpunkt ebenfalls eine segelähnliche Form.
Das Denkmal, ein Geschenk von Heinrich Popp an seine Heimatgemeinde, wurde nach mehrjähriger Planungs- und Ausführungsphase 2005 errichtet. Die beiden Stahlplatten wurden in der Dillinger Hütte gegossen und bis auf eine Stärke von 3 cm gewalzt. Die Skulptur hat eine Höhe von 13 Metern und besitzt ein Gesamtgewicht von ca. 30 Tonnen
Der Begriff Wortsegel ist gleichzeitig der Name eines von dem Künstler ins Leben gerufenen Schreib- und Lyrikwettbewerbs an teilnehmenden Schulen im Saarland.
www.outdooractive.com/de/poi/saarland/wortsegel/1303315/#...
Raindrops keep falling on my head ...
so much rain and storms this past few weeks ..
after 5 months of blue skies .. its quite a shock .. but good for the earth ..
(self-portraits)
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I have just written a word
I am older by a word
by two
by three
by a poem
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Halina Poswiatowska
A stamped word detail on a Keith Brymer Jones ceramic mug.
www.keithbrymerjones.com/product/standard-bucket-mug-350m...
HMM!
A macro view of finely sliced words sprinkled onto a salad. The frame represents a span of 2¾ - inches across.
word salad: a string of empty, incoherent, unintelligible, or nonsensical words or comments –Merrium-Webster
Strobist info:
The scene was illuminated by two Nikon SB900 speedlights CL/CR. They were fired in Manual mode at ⅛ power (CL) and 1⁄16 power (CR) through 24" gridded soft boxes.
The SB900s were triggered by PocketWizard Plus Xs.
Lens: Tokina AT - X M100 AF PRO D(AF 100mm f / 2.8 Macro).
Of all the gifts we can give to people, the gift of our touch is one of the most priceless. Through our hands we convey a kind of radiance. A warmth seeps out from our inner fire, a wrap for someone's chill, a light for another's dark.
Jan Phillips in Divining the Body
Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around.
Leo Buscaglia
One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.
William Shakespeare
With heartfelt and genuine thanks for your kind visit. Have a wonderful and beautiful day, be well, keep your eyes open, appreciate the beauty surrounding you, enjoy creating, stay safe and laugh often! ❤️❤️❤️
Emeraude de Chivor ink: To the fleeting glance the ink appears green. But under varied light and close observation, one finds great nuance with many colors, facets, and flecks of gold present all joining together to make One (word).
Aurora L.E. - Afrika - factory Italic 18 kt nib
Leica 100mm Apo-Macro- Elmar f2.8
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This is my husband's bracelet that he got from his parents for his birthday (coming of age) with his name Goran engraved on it. The engraving is in Cyrillic script.
HMM!
You didn't listened a Live concert in SL
If you didn't seen and heard Gabriel da Silva LIVE!!!
"Here I come!"
IMPORTANT: for non-pro users who read the info on a computer, just enlarge your screen to 120% (or more), then the full text will appear below the photo with a white background - which makes reading so much easier.
The color version of the photo above is here: www.lacerta-bilineata.com/ticino-best-photos-of-southern-...
THE STORY BEHIND THE PHOTO:
So far there's only been one photo in my gallery that hasn't been taken in my garden ('The Flame Rider', captured in the Maggia Valley: www.flickr.com/photos/191055893@N07/53563448847/in/datepo... ) - which makes the image above the second time I've "strayed from the path" (although not very far, since the photo was taken only approximately 500 meters from my house).
Overall, I'll stick to my "only-garden rule", but every once in a while I'll show you a little bit of the landscape around my village, because I think it will give you a better sense of just how fascinating this region is, and also of its history.
The title I chose for the photo may seem cheesy, and it's certainly not very original, but I couldn't think of another one, because it's an honest reflection of what I felt when I took it: a profound sense of peace - although if you make it to the end of this text you'll realize my relationship with that word is a bit more complicated.
I got up early that day; it was a beautiful spring morning, and there was still a bit of mist in the valley below my village which I hoped would make for a few nice mood shots, so I quickly grabbed my camera and went down there before the rising sun could dissolve the magical layer on the scenery.
Most human activity hadn't started yet, and I was engulfed in the sounds of the forest as I was walking the narrow trail along the horse pasture; it seemed every little creature around me wanted to make its presence known to potential mates (or rivals) in a myriad of sounds and voices and noises (in case you're interested, here's a taste of what I usually wake up to in spring, but you best use headphones: www.youtube.com/watch?v=AfoCTqdAVCE )
Strolling through such an idyllic landscape next to grazing horses and surrounded by birdsong and beautiful trees, I guess it's kind of obvious one would feel the way I described above and choose the title I did, but as I looked at the old stone buildings - the cattle shelter you can see in the foreground and the stable further up ahead on the right - I also realized how fortunate I was.
It's hard to imagine now, because Switzerland is one of the wealthiest countries in the world today, but the men and women who had carried these stones and constructed the walls of these buildings were among the poorest in Europe. The hardships the people in some of the remote and little developed valleys in Ticino endured only a few generations ago are unimaginable to most folks living in my country today.
It wasn't uncommon that people had to sell their own kids as child slaves - the girls had to work in factories or in rice fields, the boys as "living chimney brushes" in northern Italy - just because there wasn't enough food to support the whole family through the harsh Ticino winters.
If you wonder why contemporary Swiss historians speak of "slaves" as opposed to child laborers, it's because that's what many of them actually were: auctioned off for a negotiable prize at the local market, once sold, these kids were not payed and in many cases not even fed by their masters (they had to beg for food in the streets or steal it).
Translated from German Wikipedia: ...The Piazza grande in Locarno, where the Locarno Film Festival is held today, was one of the places where orphans, foundlings and children from poor families were auctioned off. The boys were sold as chimney sweeps, the girls ended up in the textile industry, in tobacco processing in Brissago or in the rice fields of Novara, which was also extremely hard work: the girls had to stand bent over in the water for twelve to fourteen hours in all weathers. The last verse of the Italian folk song 'Amore mio non piangere' reads: “Mamma, papà, non piangere, se sono consumata, è stata la risaia che mi ha rovinata” (Mom, dad, don't cry when I'm used up, it was the rice field that destroyed me.)... de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kaminfegerkinder
The conditions for the chimney sweeps - usually boys between the age of 8 and 12 (or younger, because they had to be small enough to be able to crawl into the chimneys) - were so catastrophic that many of them didn't survive; they died of starvation, cold or soot in their lungs - as well as of work-related accidents like breaking their necks when they fell, or suffocatig if they got stuck in inside a chimney. This practice of "child slavery" went on as late as the 1950s (there's a very short article in English on the topic here: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spazzacamini and a more in depth account for German speakers in this brief clip: www.youtube.com/watch?v=gda8vZp_zsc ).
Now I don't know if the people who built the old stone houses along my path had to sell any of their kids, but looking at the remnants of their (not so distant) era I felt an immense sense of gratitude that I was born at a time of prosperity - and peace - in my region, my country and my home. Because none of it was my doing: it was simple luck that decided when and where I came into this world.
It also made me think of my own family. Both of my grandparents on my father's side grew up in Ticino (they were both born in 1900), but while they eventually left Switzerland's poorest region to live in its richest, the Kanton of Zurich, my grandfather's parents relocated to northern Italy in the 1920s and unfortunately were still there when WWII broke out.
They lost everything during the war, and it was their youngest daughter - whom I only knew as "Zia" which means "aunt" in Italian - who earned a little money to support herself and my great-grandparents by giving piano lessons to high-ranking Nazi officers and their kids (this was towards the end of the war when German forces had occupied Italy).
I never knew that about her; Zia only very rarely spoke of the war, but one time when I visited her when she was already over a 100 years old (she died at close to 104), I asked her how they had managed to survive, and she told me that she went to the local prefecture nearly every day to teach piano. "And on the way there would be the dangling ones" she said, with a shudder.
I didn't get what she meant, so she explained. Visiting the city center where the high ranking military resided meant she had to walk underneath the executed men and women who were hanging from the lantern posts along the road (these executions - often of civilians - were the Germans' retaliations for attacks by the Italian partisans).
I never forgot her words - nor could I shake the look on her face as she re-lived this memory. And I still can't grasp it; my house in Ticino is only 60 meters from the Italian border, and the idea that there was a brutal war going on three houses down the road from where I live now in Zia's lifetime strikes me as completely surreal.
So, back to my title for the photo above. "Peace". It's such a simple, short word, isn't it? And we use it - or its cousin "peaceful" - quite often when we mean nice and quiet or stress-free. But if I'm honest I don't think I know what it means. My grandaunt Zia did, but I can't know. And I honestly hope I never will.
I'm sorry I led you down such a dark road; I usually intend to make people smile with the anecdotes that go with my photos, but this one demanded a different approach (I guess with this latest image I've strayed from the path in more than one sense, and I hope you'll forgive me).
Ticino today is the region with the second highest average life expectancy in Europe (85.2 years), and "The Human Development Index" of 0.961 in 2021 was one of the highest found anywhere in the world, and northern Italy isn't far behind. But my neighbors, many of whom are now in their 90s, remember well it wasn't always so.
That a region so poor it must have felt like purgatory to many of its inhabitants could turn into something as close to paradise on Earth as I can imagine in a person's lifetime should make us all very hopeful. But, and this is the sad part, it also works the other way 'round. And I believe we'd do well to remember that, too.
To all of you - with my usual tardiness but from the bottom of my heart - a happy, healthy, hopeful 2025 and beyond.
The name for this particular style of eyeglass frames. Located on the inside of the frame.
photo size: 2 in. W by 1 in. H, 5.08cm W by 2.54cm H
Theme: "One Word"
Thank you for taking the time to view this photo, and for the faves and comments you make, thank you.
For the group, Macro Mondays I have captured part of a shaving socket showing clearly that this is for shavers only! Theme today - One Word!
Today is a pink day at Color my World Daily and the theme at the fabulous Smile on Saturday! Group is: one word.
One word is a big challenge for me, as you can imagine… I like to talk, and one word isn’t enough for me!! So, I decided to use the color of the day as my word. So here you go, have an awesome "one word/pink" day my friends!!
Since I had a little party yesterday, I will be away since I have lots of stuff to do (which I didn’t do yesterday) and also, I probably have a hung over since I was planning on heavily drinking and eating as much cake as I can have before starting my “healthy eating” thing, once again lol. And as my present self knows my future self: I wasn’t a classy lady, so chances are I did drink like a sailor…. Don’t count on me today…So see you later alligator!
Thank you so much for all your lovely comments / favs/ general support / happy thoughts / positive vibes!! It is truly appreciated! Have a great day and see you soon!!
De dag werd afgesloten in Meteren waar gewacht werd op de SSN uit Rotterdam. De reed de Stoomstichting Nederland reed voor de Eisenbahnfreunde Niederrhein/Grenzland een Sonderzug vanuit Venlo via Utrecht naar Gouda. Op het Nederlandse gedeelte nam de oude Bundesbahn ‘Neubaulok’ 23 023 de trein voor haar rekening.
‘S-avonds reed de trein maar op een enkele plek redelijk in het zonnetje en dat was ter hoogte van de aansluiting op de Betuweroute bij Meteren. In een grasveld van een boer kon de trein gefotografeerd worden. De boer zelf kwam ook nog even polshoogte nemen (en gaf ons netjes toestemming om op zijn land te mogen staan) en nadat deze te horen kreeg dat de SSN in aantocht was reed ie weg en kwam hij even later met het hele buurtgemeenschap kijken naar de passage van de Stoomtrein.
Ondertussen was het 19:27 en kon vanuit de verte het vertrek uit Geldermalsen gehoord worden doordat de wind uit de goede richting kwam. Het luide geroffel van de 23er kwam steeds meer dichterbij en precies op tijd passeert de luid roffelende 23 023, met EDV-platen, met trein 13403 de fotografen nabij Meteren onderweg vanuit Rotterdam Noord Goederen en Gouda naar Venlo
In de zomer van 2024 konden we wederom van het schitterende vakantieland Tsjechië genieten. Onze dochter heeft een grote voorkeur voor dit land en dan komt het helemaal niet slecht uit dat de vader een groot liefhebber van Tsjechische treinen is. Zwemmen bij het zomerhuisje en uitjes werden afgewisseld met korte en wat langere treinentripjes in de buurt.
Op ruim vijftig rijden vanaf ons vakantiehuisje is de stek bij Nová Ves u Kolína aan de hoofdlijn Praha-Kolín te vinden. Qua goederentreinen is deze lijn wat rustiger dan de nabijgelegen hoofdlijn Nymburk-Lysá nad Labem, maar qua reizigersverkeer is dit een zeer interessante lijn met veel afwisseling. Ondanks de inmiddels gangbare en overheersende Najbrt-kleurstelling komen er nog best veel kleurrijke treinen voorbij.
Je moet niet heel prikkelgevoelig zijn, want je staat op deze plek wel vlakbij een zeer druk bereden weg waar niet bepaald langzaam wordt gereden. Daardoor werden de treinen qua geluid flinkt overstemt door het autoverkeer. Verder kun je in augustus en later helaas na zeven uur hier geen foto meer nemen in verband met de schaduwen van het viaduct (en voorbereidende vrachtwagens) op het spoor.
Hier zien we de fraaie klassieke Čd 150 202-0 met Sp 1528 Kutná Hora hlavní nádraží-Praha hlavní nádraží bij Nová Ves u Kolína op 12-8-2024.
Deze locomotieven kwamen in 1978 in dienst. Helaas worden deze locomotieven met ingang van de nieuwe dienstregeling in december 2024 niet meer ingezet. De diensten worden vervangen door moderne treinstellen ("Regiopanters"). Van de verwante serie 151 blijven nog enkele exemplaren nog een jaar rijden en dan valt het doek ook voor die serie.
Looking for a girlfriend.
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SALVATION THROUGH FAITH IN JESUS CHRIST - ALONE!
12 Salvation is found in no one else, for there is no other name under heaven given to men by which we must be saved."
❤️❤️ IT'S ALL JESUS AND NONE OF OURSELVES! ❤️❤️
16 I am not ashamed of the gospel, because it is the power of God for the SALVATION of everyone WHO BELIEVES: first for the Jew, then for the Gentile. 17 For in the gospel a RIGHTEOUSNESS FROM GOD IS REVEALED, a righteousness that is by FAITH FROM FIRST TO LAST, just as it is written: "THE RIGHTEOUS WILL LIVE BY FAITH." (Romans 1:16-17)
16 KNOW that a man is NOT justified by observing the law, but by FAITH IN JESUS CHRIST. So we, too, have put our faith in Christ Jesus that we may be JUSTIFIED BY FAITH in CHRIST and NOT by observing the law, BECAUSE BY OBSERVING THE LAW NO ONE WILL BE JUSTIFIED. (Galatians 2:16)
1. Now, brothers, I want to remind you of the gospel I preached to you, which you received and on which you have taken your stand. 2. BY THIS GOSPEL YOU ARE SAVED, if you hold firmly to the word I preached to you. Otherwise, you have believed in vain.
3. For what I received I passed on to you as of first importance: that Christ died for our sins according to the Scriptures, 4. that he was buried, that he was raised on the third day according to the Scriptures, 5. and that he appeared to Peter, and then to the Twelve. 6. After that, he appeared to more than five hundred of the brothers at the same time, most of whom are still living, though some have fallen asleep. 7. Then he appeared to James, then to all the apostles, 8. and last of all he appeared to me also, as to one abnormally born.
9. For I am the least of the apostles and do not even deserve to be called an apostle, because I persecuted the church of God. 10. But by the grace of God I am what I am, and his grace to me was not without effect. No, I worked harder than all of them--yet not I, but the grace of God that was with me. 11. Whether, then, it was I or they, this is what we preach, and this is what you believed. (1 Corinthians 15:1-11)
7. Therefore Jesus said again, "I tell you the truth, I am the gate for the sheep. 8. All who ever came before me were thieves and robbers, but the sheep did not listen to them. 9. I am the gate; whoever enters through me WILL BE SAVED. He will come in and go out, and find pasture. 10. The thief comes only to STEAL and KILL and DESTROY; I have come that they may have LIFE, and have it to the FULL. (John 10:7-10)
1 Brothers, my heart's desire and prayer to God for the Israelites is that they may be saved. 2 For I can testify about them that they are zealous for God, but their zeal is not based on knowledge. 3 Since they did not know the righteousness that comes from God and sought to establish their own, they did not submit to God's righteousness. 4 Christ is the end of the law so that there may be righteousness for everyone who believes.
5 Moses describes in this way the righteousness that is by the law: "The man who does these things will live by them." 6 But the righteousness that is by faith says: "Do not say in your heart, 'Who will ascend into heaven?'" (that is, to bring Christ down) 7 "or 'Who will descend into the deep?'" (that is, to bring Christ up from the dead). 8 But what does it say? "The word is near you; it is in your mouth and in your heart," that is, the word of faith we are proclaiming: 9 That if you confess with your mouth, "Jesus is Lord," and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved. 10 For it is with your heart that you believe and are justified, and it is with your mouth that you confess and are saved. 11 As the Scripture says, "Anyone who trusts in him will never be put to shame." 12 For there is no difference between Jew and Gentile--the same Lord is Lord of all and richly blesses all who call on him, 13 for, "Everyone who calls on the name of the Lord will be saved." (Romans 10:1-13)
Jesus came to bring spiritual LIFE to the spiritually dead and set the captives FREE! FREE from RELIGION, ERROR and outright LIES, so WE might serve THE LIVING GOD! In SPIRIT and in TRUTH!
So you'll KNOW, and not think you're to bad for God to love. The Christian LIFE isn't about how good WE are, because NONE of us are! It's about how GOOD JESUS IS! Because JESUS LOVES US, so much he died in our place and took the punishment for all of our sins on himself. The wages of sin is DEATH, and Jesus took the death WE so richly deserved for us and died in our place. The good news is, there's no more punishment for sin left. WE, you and I were all born forgive as a result of the crucifixion of God himself on the cross that took away the sins of the whole world. All we have to do is believe it, and put your Faith in the finished work of Jesus Christ. That my friends is REAL UNCONDITIONAL LOVE! YOU ARE LOVED. ❤️ ✝️ ❤️
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This series , despite my taking photos of my photos, are true reinventions of original.
With intentional outside elements from my tablet included in frame.
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Why bother reinvented slp?
Rather then let these older moments get lost in archives
I have opted to play with them.
N yes, the boondocks can be stifling.
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A closeup of the mini mums in our container garden. The colors of garnet and gold in honor of the FSU Seminoles! Their team is on fire this year! Go Noles!
A word...just that...
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All the photos I present were taken in the town of Taormina (Sicily);
I made photos related to "street photography";
I photographed people who, for the most part, I had never met before, I thank them for their sympathy and availability;
I tried to capture the essence of minimal photographic stories, collected walking down the street ... in search of fleeting moments ...
I met a lady no longer young, who told me that, when she was seven years old, she met Salvatore Giuliano, the bandit (!) on Mount Ziretto (a mountain that is located above Taormina, in the territory of Castelmola), in telling she looked up and pointed at him, it seemed she was seeing him at that precise moment ....! (ah! if only I had had a special camera to capture the images that at that moment were resurfacing in the mind of that very nice lady ....!), she described it and ... she saw it (!): if she remembers it tall, handsome man, boots that reached mid-leg, rifle over his shoulder ....! and then the lady added: of course, I didn't know who that man was, they told me this afterwards ....! I photographed what I believe was a small advertising shoot, thanks to the availability of the photographer and the models (thank you for giving me some of their precious time ..!).
For some photographs I used a particular photographic technique at the time of shooting, which in addition to capturing the surrounding space, also "inserted" a temporal dimension, with photos characterized by being moved because the exposure times were deliberately lengthened, they are confused -focused-imprecise-undecided ... the Anglo-Saxon term that encloses this photographic genre with a single word is "blur", these images were thus created during the shooting phase, and not as an effect created subsequently, in retrospect, in the post-production.
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Tutte le foto che presento sono state realizzate nella cittadina di Taormina (Sicilia);
ho realizzato foto riconducibili alla “street photography”;
ho fotografato persone che, per la maggior parte, non avevo mai incontrato prima, le ringrazio per la loro simpatia e disponibilità;
ho cercato di cogliere al volo l’essenza di storie fotografiche minime, raccolte camminando per la strada ... alla ricerca di attimi fugaci s-fuggenti ... ho incontrato una signora non più giovane, che mi ha raccontato che, quando aveva l'età di sette anni, incontrò il bandito Salvatore Giuliano (!) sul monte Ziretto (un monte che si trova sopra Taormina, nel territorio di Castelmola), nel raccontare lei guardava in alto e lo indicava, sembrava lo stesse vedendo in quel preciso momento....! (ah! se solo io avessi avuto una macchina fotografica speciale per catturare le immagini che in quel momento andavano riaffiorando nella mente di quella simpaticissima signora....!), lo descriveva e...lo vedeva (!): se lo ricorda alto, un bell'uomo, gli stivali che arrivavano a metà gamba, il fucile in spalla....! e poi la signora aggiunse: certo, io non sapevo chi fosse quell'uomo, questo me lo hanno detto dopo....! Ho fotografato quello che credo fosse un piccolo shooting pubblicitario, grazie alla disponibilità della fotografa e delle modelle (le ringrazio per avermi concesso un pò del loro prezioso tempo..!).
Ho utilizzato per alcune fotografie una tecnica fotografica particolare al momento dello scatto, che oltre a catturare lo spazio circostante, ha "inserito" anche una dimensione temporale, con foto caratterizzate dall’essere mosse poiché volutamente sono stati allungati i tempi di esposizione, sono confuse-sfocate-imprecise-indecise...il termine anglosassone che racchiude con una sola parola questo genere fotografico è "blur", queste immagini sono state così realizzate in fase di scatto, e non come un effetto creato successivamente, a posteriori, in fase di post-produzione.
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Mona Lisa Smile - Prima Lezione
Mona Lisa Smile - Lui non ti vuole!
mona lisa smile scena dinamiche di gruppo
Mona Lisa Smile - scena finale
Mona Lisa Smile - Rachel Portman-Soundtrack
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“A well a don’t you know about the bird?
Well, everybody knows that the bird is the word!
A well a bird, bird, b-bird’s the word.”
Birmingham Museum and Art Gallery.
The word 'weird' was delivered to us through Middle and Old English. Around 750, the word 'wyrd' was a noun meaning fate. Likely derived from Urðr [the 'ð' is the letter 'eth,' and has a soft 'th' sound], a deity in Norse mythology who was responsible for the destiny of humans.
Wyrd was plucked from the longer Old English verb weorþan, which mean "to become." (The 'þ' is the letter 'thorn,' and also has a soft 'th' sound.)
It followed us into Middle English, retaining the same spelling and meaning. But it also became an adjective for someone who could control destiny. You might recognize it in the witches from Macbeth, named the Weird Sisters. They were, essentially, the fates.
Around the same time or maybe a bit before, the Scots began to use it as a verb for a decree of fate. From there, the spelling changed though the meaning did not.
In fact, it didn't really mean what it means today until the early 1800s. Shelley seems to have been the culprit.
Thy messenger, to render up the tale
Of what we are. In lone and silent hours,
When night makes a weird sound of its own stillness,
Like an inspired and desperate alchemist
Staking his very life on some dark hope
Curiously, weird didn't become a noun again until 1955 when someone brilliantly coined the term "weirdo."
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'Weyward Sisters'
Camera: Mamiya RB67
Film: Kentmere 100
Process: PMK Pyro; 1+2+100; 14min
Washington
March 2024