View allAll Photos Tagged august
West Midlands Railways 170516 shows off its new livery as it pauses at Bromsgrove working 1M63, 11:39 Hereford - Birmingham New Street, 31st August 2018.
Prospect T.Shevchenko. Lviv, Ukraine.
SLR Camera: Nikon F5
Lens: AF Zoom-Nikkor 28-105mm f/3.5-4.5D
Film: Kodak ColorPlus 200
Filter: Promaster Spectrum 7 UV
Development: C41 process
----------------------------------------------------------------
-- focal length - 35 mm
-- aperture - 8
To see the pictures taken with this camera click here.
Thank you for your comments and Fav's.
Maihaugen (De Sandvigske Samlinger på Maihaugen) in Lillehammer is Norway’s largest open-air museum outside of Oslo.
The museum has more than 200 buildings from different eras.
Øygarden from Skjåk is located on a hillside. It is a medium sized farm consisting of 19 separate buildings.
The building with the white window frames is an 1860's schoolhouse.
I'm standing with my Norwegian cousin Villy's wife, Randi, and her sister, Anne-Lise.
We visited the museum in August 2002.
> Silver feather earrings / Fashionology
> Glass necklace / bought from a trade fair years ago
> Shirt / H&M Divided
> Ring / Kalevala Jewelry
> Trousers / H&M Divided
> Suede heels / Vagabond: Dee
Peaceful demonstration throughout the streets of downtown Los Angeles in response to the recent events in Los Angeles and in Ferguson, Missouri. (Demonstrators, marching through the streets of Little Tokyo in Los Angeles, being guarded by Los Angeles Police Officers on bicycles.)
Amateur photographer of the year 2012 runner up.Shortlisted landscape photographer of the year 2013.And I still refuse to read the manual.
A Photo A Day For A Year
Day 228
My dad started staying at a girlfriend’s house around the time that I turned fifteen or so. This gave me complete and total access to the house as I saw fit, and naturally, it turned into a fucking disaster real fast. It started off with photo-shoots in the living room. After a few of those, there were red stains embedded deep into the wood from all the fake blood drying and coagulating for days until somebody (probably not me) decided it would be a good idea to clean it. After a while, the whole house started to look like an active crime scene. When my dad decided to remodel the house in 2008, I suddenly found myself without a place to push my creativity. I loved the idea of having lush carpets and new couches, but I almost hated the idea of losing the chaotic mess just as much. It was gross, sure, but it was my gross. Still, come May of that year, and I lost access to it forever.
That’s when I turned to the Dungeon. At one time, it was just a little hole in the ground that my family would run to when the Tornado sirens went off (which they seemed to do three - four times every year), but it quickly became my sanctuary; a brand new place to test stuff out. And my dad didn’t seem to give a shit either, so we used it a lot. There were entire walls caked in fake blood, powder, spray-paint, and anything else that we might have had laying around the house at that time. And I loved the hell out of it. To this day, I remember the smell that would hit you like a truck the moment that you opened that door. You would make your way down the stairs (also caked in different kinds of acrylic paint and Karo syrup that your feet would stick to) and enter into a place that looked straight out of a serial killer’s wet dream. I’ve never had anything like it since and I strongly doubt I will again. There was a brief moment today when I was working on this photo where I felt that same frantic energy that I used to regularly feel back then. It was like an old friend showed up unexpectedly or something and it was nice to see him. But then, just like that, he was gone. It was a really heavy feeling.
It’s definitely a double-edged sword and there were a multitude of health issues that arose from it almost instantly. A common element to some of my early conceptual shoots was flour. I’d lather it all over a subject’s body and shoot rapidly as they shook the dust off. It created a cool effect and I couldn’t seem to get enough of it. I probably went through fifty bags of flour in less than three months. It never occurred to me to actually clean the mess up afterward, though, and I had a weird interest in seeing the shoots down there blend together anyway. Naturally, the flour molded and eventually the entire dungeon was covered in this thick, furry green substance. And we just stopped shooting down there around that same time. Chalk it up to a loss, I thought.
That mold reeked havoc on me, though, man. I was wheezing and hacking up large strands of phlegm that would stick to the back of my throat. My asthma was at its all-time worst around that time, and my skin would routinely break out in these weird hive-like bumps that I never saw a doctor for (when I moved out, they went away). I was literally living on top of my own disaster for the better part of three years. I was so consumed in my own self-hatred back then that I never drew a connection between the basement and my health issues. Honestly, I felt like I was sick because my brain was sick and it was manifesting in these new and strange ways. The basement never even entered my thoughts. It just sat down there the same as ever, thick pockets of mold taking over the entire place.
When I remember that, I don’t miss the dungeon as much. And I think that’s a pretty apt description for most things that have come and gone in my life. I get so wrapped up in the right-now that I often don’t think to clean my messes. Real or imagined, it’s all the same, really. And when you let stuff fester like that, you’re bound to get sick from it.
I paid the price enough to have hopefully learned something from it all. That’d be progress on a base level, right? It’s something.
This is a third and final image I captured of the gas giant Jupiter during the early hours of the 13th August.
The planet had reached an altitude of 27 degrees. The great Red Spot can be seen in shadow lower right heading over the limb.
The image is the result of 2 RGB runs derotated with Winjupos. I used a Celestron C11 SCT and a ZWO 290MM camera with Baader RGB filters.
As ever many thanks for looking!
For me this is what August in South East Queensland is like..cold, dry and the clearest skies of the year.
I found this spot near the Qld/NSW border.
I had shot it with thoughts of using HDR but found it wasn't really required nor did it make it better. So this is a single image converted to B/W.
I hope your all enjoying your week. I know I am..only 2 weeks of winter to go!! :-)