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Il affectionne les milieux chauds et secs.
On le reconnait au premier coup d’œil par sa longue queue noire se terminant par une pointe blanche.
Sri Parthasarathy Temple Car Festival 2025
திருவல்லிக்கேணி அருள்மிகு பார்த்தசாரதி சுவாமி கோயில் பிரம்மோற்சவம்-தேரோட்டம் 2025
Qualquer gesto, qualquer palavra, qualquer iniciativa, que venha carregada de sentimento, tem valor imensurável.
I didn't see the details of how this couple approached each other, or recognized each other -- but I got the clear impression that they had planned to meet here somewhere, and that they were greatly relieved that they had actually found each other.
The hugging went on for quite some time; if this wasn't affection, I don't know what is ...
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I am taking a wonderful two-weekend class at the International Center for Photography (ICP) in March 2014, with the title "The Creative Process: Meeting Your Muse."
After two days of very intense discussions during the first weekend of the class (Mar 15-16), we were all given individual assignments to work on during the week leading up to our second weekend gathering (Mar 22-23). Mine was to focus on the concepts of “permanence” and “transience,” and to look for (photographic) ways of expressing those concepts. And during some subsequent back-and-forth email conversations with the instructor, I was urged not to spend too much time thinking about these concepts, but rather to capture (photographically) what I felt about them.
Well... How to avoid thinking about such things? I guess one can look at anything that one comes across and observe, “this feels permanent” or “that feels transient.” But at least in my case, it’s very hard to turn my brain off; and I found it impossible not to think about what these concepts meant. After all, if you remember the old adage that “nothing lasts forever,” it reminds you that nothing is really permanent; it’s just that some things are more permanent than others — and, of course, some things are more transient than others. I have a few things that date back to my early childhood, and a bunch of knick-knacks that date back to my children’s early childhood; conversely, I can look at various gadgets in my office (especially the technological ones) and acknowledge that they probably won’t be here a year from now …
What does this have to do with photography? And specifically, how can you “capture” the concept of permanence (or transience) in a photograph? By sheer coincidence, I happened to be reading a blog posting by a street photographer named Eric Kim, titled “14 Lessons Alec Soth Has Taught Me About Street Photography” while I was working on this assignment, and I was intrigued by what Magnum photographer Soth said at one point:
“Photographs aren’t good at telling stories. Stories require a beginning, middle, and end. They require the progression of time. Photographs stop time. They are frozen. Mute. As viewers of the picture, we have no idea what those people on the waterfront are talking about.”
and the additional comment that
"Photographs can’t tell stories, but they are brilliant at suggesting stories…"
and Soth's final comment on the limitations of a single photograph, with the observation that:
"You can’t provide context in 1/500th of a second."
So … I can take a photograph of an arbitrary object, and when I look at it by myself, I can conjure up an arbitrarily detailed mental “story” about when I first saw it, how long it’s been part of my life, and why I think it’s relatively “permanent.” But if I show it to you, that same photograph might well fall flat on its face — because you won’t have the context that I have. You won’t understand (and ultimately agree with, or disagree with) my sense of the permanence/transience of that object unless I can provide the context, which will require a series of photographs in order to provide the beginning, middle, and end of whatever story I want to tell you.
And all of this seems somewhat pointless if the photograph, and the associated story, is related to any kind of familiar “tangible” object — because even if that object has survived since the day I was born, and even if it will still survive after I’m gone, it’s not really permanent. It probably wasn’t here a billion years ago, and it won’t be here a billion years from now.
Indeed, the only thing that I could imagine as being arguably “permanent” in any meaningful way is human emotion. If we all evolved from tadpoles, perhaps our ancestral tadpoles had different emotions than we do; but as long as we have been humans, we have all had emotions of love and hate, joy and sadness, and the full spectrum of what we typically call “feelings.” My parents and grandparents had them, my children and grandchildren have them, and every generation from the ancient cavemen to tomorrow’s “Star Wars" super-heroes, will also have them.
So that is what I’ve tried to capture in the photographs you’ll see in this Flickr set. All of this had to be done in the space of a week, and I had only three “chunks” of time that I could devote to actual picture-making (alas, I cannot escape the mundane requirements of paying the rent and putting food on the table). Thus, I could only manage to observe and capture a few of the emotions that I saw all around me each day; I took some 900+ images in three different NYC locations, winnowed them down to 9 keepers, and that’s what I’ve uploaded here ...
One of my wife Patti's favorite images of mine. It was also featured on our 2007 Christmas card for those of you who were lucky enough to get one.
Strapping on the Old Tool Belt
Project 52
Week 17//52
Week 17- OLD
From : Catcher In My Eye :)
For more than 35 years, my husband, has strapped on his old tool belt...
His talent is to take 'nothing' and make it into 'Something'... using refurbished wood and repurposed scrap and turning trash into something useful! He has the eye to turn salvaged scrap wood into a piece of furniture as well as taking an out -of -date house and making it one that has curb appeal! He was 'flipping' houses when those HGTV guys were still in diapers! :)
He was self-taught. He was just out of college...He didn't KNOW what he didn't KNOW! He always has had that CAN DO spirit... I don't think that anyone ever said to him, "YOU can't do that! ".... I have never heard him say, "I can't."
We are living in our third home built by my husband... and we remodeled every home inbetween those homes. We have been in this home since 1993. Way back then, my husband buckled on this tool belt and in his 'spare time' built his family a home with his two hands and a few tools. By the sweat on his brow... and a strong back my husband built our family the home we live in today. He framed and sheet rocked our home alone and with the hands of a skilled carpenter, he crafted cabinetry and furniture for us, his family. All three of our kiddos got bedrooms with window seats and I had MY DREAMHOUSE, a house with a front porch swing and a screened back porch. :)
The acreage, that we all called, THE LAND, was turned into, OUR HOMESTEAD. The land grew a horse fence and a barn, a tree house and a fishing pier at the pond. Ten years ago my husband's 'Can Do' spirit built a dance stand, and long tables for our first daughter's wedding. Our family was growing.
We prospered by the 'fruits' of my husband's labor... Our land and home has a history, our family history.
As we begin another remodel, I reflect on our many years in this home ...
We have grown from a family of five to being blessed with 2 sons-in-law & a daughter-in-law as well as being grandparents to 7 grandchildren. We are not called Mom & Dad anymore but are affectionally called Gram & Poppy.
As I begin dinner in a kitchen that is about to be remodeled again, I THANK GOD for Poppy. God lent us a carpenter... and he carved us out a blessed life in the home that he built for us.
For this week's photography group theme, we were asked to show something OLD.
My first thought was a self portrait. I feel old. But than as I stood at my kitchen window last night and watched my husband on a high scaffold, framing a new family room for our ever-growing family, I had to laugh as I remembered the expression, "We aren't getting older, we are getting better." Poppy only gets better with time. He is like fine wine, "better with age."
As the last of the evening light fell below the neighboring hill, I watched my husband, unplug extension cords, kick off his muddy shoes, set down the tools of his trade... and unbuckle his OLD tool belt again, signaling the end of another day.
"Poppy" is home. He is MY home.
Not the sharpest image, but I enjoyed catching one of the zookeepers offering Murphy a kiss as he arrived in the giraffe barn.
we went to the paper mill today and i took some pictures.
this is jess and neil. they're not dating, by the way. i just have very affectionate friends.
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Cette tulipe m'a séduit. Elle m'a fait penser à mon épouse et notre petit teckel qui porte le nom de «Buddie».
digital collage featuring images from CPWC week 139 & 140; also snippets from other past weeks sheets from nancy baumiller and friends.
i like to think that there were only 3 great loves of my life. (and twice as many horrid ones)
"Tis better to have loved and lost, than to have never loved at all.." Alfred Lord Tennyson.
happy valentines to all my artsy fartsy crowabout friends, luv briedah
.. sadhu disciple fondling the young cow, in his leisure.
see my fav RELATIONSHIP related images here.
A December trip to Yorkshire Wildlife Park, near Doncaster, South Yorkshire recently provided excellent conditions for a bit of endangered species photography. The weather was dry, overcast and no wind for a change! The park was also very quiet.
A fair few of the animals were out and about, providing me with some good opportunities.
Thanks for visiting my Flickr page. Happy to receive feedback / comments re my images.
I rather crudely awakened Yuba (accidentally - really!) to take his picture and he demanded affection as recompense for losing part of his nap.