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So yesterday I had a 2hr drive to do a domme session at a client's house. he like to dress for the sessions and to my amazement he opened the door wearing the exact same dress I was as you can see from this photo. neither of us knew the other had this dress so what are the odds of that happening. I know we look like twins right?
Work assignment last week took me to Chatsworth in Victoria for a client's dispersal sales of their beef cattle enterprise. 4 days of sales saw over 1500 head put through the Coolana sale ring to find new homes. On the last of those 4 sale days, I got there early to capture the sunrise over their wetlands complex, then at the end of the day I also captured the sunset.
i can't take any credit for this image, as this is my client's picture i'm working on right now.
i couldn't resist and i had to share this with you, guys. isn't it wonderful?
this little fella grew up a lot and now he's a bit naughty geezer ;-) i'm bringing this picture back to life for his fiance while he's... away. so far i did some cloning and played with curves for better contrast and saturation.
He's a 4 month old scottish terrier puppy. Met him walking by a client's house yesterday. Isn't he a real cutie!! Hope his mama likes the shot. :)
Took this from a client's office, after a meeting. It looked nothing like this when I went downstairs!
A pic of the Robin I used to see at a client's house that become very friendly, it used to come over as soon as I arrived :)
Just in time for St. Valentine's Day, here's another view of "Still Life with Red Roses" from a photography project for a client's website.....certainly a departure from my usual landscapes and Old World scenes, but I thought I'd share them with you anyway. This set of Still Lifes with flowers was a collaborative effort. The owner of the business and I worked together to create these little scenes that I photographed for a slide show on the home page of her website: www.letuberose.com .
This is a square version of the still life below, with additional Diffuse Glow to enhance the soft look. Preferences?
Shot this while doing a site walk through at a client's facilities. It was raining and cool already. The fog generated at the supercooled connectors and small amounts of liquid oxygen leakage around the hose fittings made the truck look dramatic.
Pulled into the driveway of one of my client's homes, as this red-bellied woodpecker popped right up, five feet away. I already had my camera with my long lens in my hands, cuz I was aiming at another bird a few feet away. He was so close I couldn't even fit all of him in the shot. Shot right from my driver's seat. I didn't even have to move. Thank God, cuz it was a frigid day of about 16 degrees F.
also known as Full Moon Maple or 'Fernleaf Maple'
in my client's garden
and on my wishlist ;-)
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also found in the internet following:
'Did you know?
In Japan Acer japonicum 'Aconitifolium' is called 'Maiku jaku', Mai meaning dancing and kujaku meaning peacocks, hence ‘Dancing Peacocks’.
This may refer to the shape of the leaves and its similarity to a Peacocks tail fan.'
Small (6" and 4" tiers) fondant-covered cake with custom piped name plaque, sugar flowers and aqua band. Custom sugar butterfly brooch to match client's sample. Casey put this cake together, details, flowers, and butterfly by Zoë
Room Lift is an interior design business that specializes in re-designing one room, while utilizing as much of their client's furnishings and decor as possible.
My last spot of 2014. Some of you might remember that the first time I saw this car, a guy got out of a car next to it and told me to stop taking photos. I was down there again after Christmas, and nobody was around, so I just snapped away. This was one of my favorites.
Happy Arbor Day! Have you hugged a tree today?
(Posting a early because I’ll be at work at a client’s office tomorrow)
Richard Roger's Lloyds of London Building (1984)
"Whereas the frame of the building has a long life expectancy, the servant areas, filled with mechanical equipment have a relatively short life, especially in this energy-critical period. The servant equipment, mechanical services, lifts, toilets, kitchens, fire stairs, and lobbies, sit loosely in the tower framework, easily accessible for maintenance, and replaceable in the case of obsolescence. The key to this changing juxtaposition of parts is the legibility of the role of each technological component, which is functionally expressed to the full."
Barbie Campbell Cole and Ruth Elias Rogers, ed. Richard Rogers + Partners. p130-131.
The Creator's Words
"Buildings are not idiosyncratic private institutions: they give public performances both to the user and the passerby. Thus the architect's responsibility must go beyond the client's program and into the broader public realm. Though the client's program offers the architect a point of departure, it must be questioned, as the architectural solution lies in the complex and often contradictory interpretation of the needs of the individual, the institution, the place and history. The recognition of history as a principle constituent of the program and an ultimate model of legitimacy is a radical addition to the theories of the Modern Movement."
Richard Rogers. from Barbie Campbell Cole and Ruth Elias Rogers, ed. Richard Rogers + Partners. p19.
(Great Buildings www.greatbuildings.com/buildings/Lloyds_Building.html)
I was working today in my client's garden, when I spotted two tails hanging down. as it was my time for my coffee break I quickly grabbed the camera and took a photo from around the corner. I wanted quickly catch the moment before they'd notice me, so I am sorry for that strange angle...
P.S. Mother is the one to the left, daughter to the right.
This is an HDR shot, and I usually avoid HDR but it was client's requirement for this particular shoot.
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Schenley’s tram station was relatively plain. Utilitarian and functional, the construction corps hadn’t bothered with embellishments. A monotone color palette of grey and white. The only pops of color were the waiting benches in yellow, red, and blue, along with the numerous holographic advert panels dotted across the platform.
Kelly’s tram car had just arrived by the time she got to the station. She made her way across the platform and through the open doors of the tram, turning to her proxy. It still sat slumped in its seat, just as she had left it.
She grabbed the seat along the wall and decouple it from its locking mechanism on the floor. It then began rolling smoothly along the ground like a multidirectional wheelchair.
Kelly gathered up the rest of her gear and placed it on the lap of her robotic avatar before wheeling it all back out to the station platform. She marked the tram as free, at which point it automatically closed its doors and glided off to whatever other destination it was needed at.
She had already sorted out majority of her gear before signing off, so she didn’t have to do much to reorganize it. She pulled her camera from her proxy’s chest pack and removed the data chip. Data chips weren’t terribly expensive, so she had no problem adding that in with the client’s dossier.
For a proxy operative, venturing out into the zone was just half the job. There was still the matter of dealing with whatever you recovered. Handing over the goods to your client (or shipping them through the postal station), turning in weapons and ammo at the armory, not to mention registering and selling off salvaged ones you might have come across.
First things first: walking her proxy back down to the makerspace. She couldn’t just leave her out in the open wasting space. She hated having to back track though…
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Sorry this part took so long to get out. As I said previously, I've finally become a contributing member of society and got a job, and the hours have been keeping me pretty busy. I was also holding off on posting this part, because it leads into the next part and I wanted to have them both posted in quick succession. Expect the next scene to come later this evening (hopefully).
This scene kind of suffered from a lack of vision. I didn't really have a set in stone idea in my head of how it would look. Was honestly just debating over scrapping it and bunching both story segments into one scene. I decided against that. At least it gave me an excuse to experiment with some holographic effects. Definitely need to get good at them, given all the delicious futuristic hologram effects I have planned for the next few parts of this chapter.
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476" x 129" mural for a gaming company in Vancouver. HQ 1. Due to a NDA I signed, I'm not allowed to disclose the client's name.
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These two live in a Koi pond at a client's house. I didn't even notice the second one at first. There's a small waterfall to the right of the picture. That's where the bubbles are coming from. (sorta clients ;))
Flickr Explore #476 - November 27, 2008
Happy Thanksgiving everyone!
This being one of my On Call weeks I was driving home after resolving a client's server outage when I got the urge to get out and take a picture or two.
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Custom map for a private client's Christmas present.
Get one of your own in our shop here: thispapership.bigcartel.com/product/custom-map-illustration
Scorchers are extremely rare and expensive type of weapons. Standing wave generated by the emitter, creates the virtual electrode on the way to the target, through which then pierces the high-temperature electric arc.
Moreover, this one is unique - it has been designed and created in a single copy by a man called the Alchemist, who also created the Glacier sword and the Grin Reaper scythe.
As I promised, here‘s the story. It’s also a spin-off to the [ECHO] storyline. Hope you’ll like it.
He went straight to the bar when came in. Pulled out a dark bottle of bourbon from a secret compartment, with a practiced movement poured a half of a glass, felt it, and drank in one gulp. The noise in the head, that persistently harassed him all day, retreated for a little.
Poured himself another glass, he went to the central room. Perfectly circular, with a lot of sofas, surrounded by glass walls, he loved to watch the sky of Mars through the windows
But now… something was wrong here. Anxiety ran through his spine as a cool wave. He put the glass on the nearest table and engaged all his feelings, trying to understand what bothers him.
And then he suddenly realized.
A man stood still in the middle of the room.
"He was here all the time? Why didn’t I noticed it?" Thoughts raced swiftly across his mind.
Split second later he recognized stranger’s garment. Light black robe of nanosilk that let you move quietly and silently. Only the members of the Assassin’s Guild dressed like that. And it seems like today he was their goal.
An Assassin’s Guild is a very powerful organization on Mars. Moreover, in one and a half a century of its existence, it have grown enough to build their own Dome city. Interestingly, no one tried to actively discourage activities of the Guild. In contrast, most of political organizations actively used its services, because if you need someone to get someone down, you can be sure for a hundred percent – nobody could do it better than the Guild. Mostly because the Guild always eliminated or absorbed all other organizations of mercenaries or assassins in advance. So – you pay – they play. And they always worked off their bounties. Another interesting fact is that the Guild has it’s own Code of honor, the violation of which is punishable by heavy fines, and, in particularly severe cases, even by death. However, there were only two such cases so far. Thus, the Code guaranteed to the client (as the Guild calls it’s victims) a comfortable withdrawal from life, as well as respectful attitude towards the body after client’s death. So if you suddenly died in your very own bed, you can be sure that the appropriate authorities already notified and all the taxes are paid already. But given the right circumstances, according to the Code, the client even has a right to know the amount of bounty for his head.
And he knew it.
Black figure drew a pistol from the folds of garments with a honed movement and directed it in his head. All this happened with no sound at all.
- According to your Code, I have a right to know the amount of the bounty, - he uttered hardly.
All time figure was slipping as out not only of his sight, but out of his mind. Somehow, his brain kept forgetting that someone standing in front of him, so he had to re-focus on the night visitor again and again.
After a half second soft, insinuating, and – that was unusual for the Guild – a woman's voice said:
- Three billion credits.
Not bad, but they could ask for more, he thought. After all, to get here, she probably had to kill all the guards, which was more than three hundreds in this five-storey building, and get through the most perfect security system.
- Gold, palladium, iridium? - He specified.
- All of it. - the response came from somewhere in the boundaries of consciousness. He concentrated on the soft glow of the pistol’s body. And suddenly he recognized it.
- Isn’t it an Alchemist scorcher, by the way? - He asked.
- Yes. – She answered somehow very quitly.
- Is this old madman still alive? - He asked again.
- No. - She said stonily. – For how long you planning to ask questions?
- Last one. - He said - I know, the Guild doesn’t accept ransoms, but you should studied me when you took the contract, you should know that I have a lot more. Moreover, I have some power, I still a prominent people in politics. Maybe I can do something for you, personally? - He asked cautiously, continuing to focus on the deliquescent guest.
In the darkness of assassin’s hood for no reason at all two bright copper colored eyes flashed suddenly.
- I need to get on Nibiru. – Her every word fell like blades on a soft pillow. He realized that there is no way out for him anymore. Everyone dreamed about Nibiru, but for two centuries only a one and a half of a dozen of martians was counted worthy by niberians to pass on their planet. He shook his head.
- I'm sorry, but no one on this planet has such power. You should know by yourself – each immigrant must have been unanimously approved by the niberian Council. And there, they say, if no gods sit there, but the local Buddhas for sure. They cannot be blackmailed, and they catching all the illegal immigrants and send them back to Mars in the ultrafast capsule. Not the most pleasant way to travel, I must say.
The girl nodded. She had a chance to meet with such "illegal." He almost get crazy after this flight, but he constantly told to the everyone whom he met the stories about the impassable jungles, azure seas and kilometer-high trees. Later he became to known as an Alchemist. But this is not important. These stories captured her mind in the childhood. But not only the stories.
He took off the table a glass of bourbon and overturned it in himself, but didn’t felt any taste or smell. Then he turned to his guest.
- Do what you must, assassin. – He said absently.
Thin blue lightning pierced the room with a quiet rustle and thrust in his head. Instant death. The girl picked up his falling body and sat him on a chair. Her fingers closed his eyes gently.
She slowly approached the window and opened it. Fifth floor – not a problem for a member of the Guild. Nor the hundredth, though.
A minute later she was near the gateway of the Dome city. She got through the one of the loopholes only known by her and finally climbed out and breathed in the cool night air of Mars. This was made possible by the partial terraforming, now there is +30 by celsium in the day and -10 at night. But still not all the humans were able to breath martian air. But she could, and the rest wasn't important for her.
Deimos raised over the horizon. An assassin took the course quickly and easily ran across the red dunes, that almost haven't crumbled under her steps.
And during the run she allowed her thoughts to go back to dreaming about Nibiru.
She remembered when the niberians flew here. And she remembered the girl with fiery red hair and golden eyes. She remembered a radiant halo around her head, which only she was able to see, as it turned out later. And she remembered as the girl just touched the ground, grabbed her head, fell to the ground and screamed. Screaming, she repeated the two words in an unknown language. These words, the horror in wide opened eyes of the redhead girl... All this firmly etched in her mind.
Later she learned the meaning of this words.
Dead planet. Dead planet. Dead planet.
She never saw this niberian girl again. But the desire to meet again the shining goddess from another planet forever settled in her mind tightly.
"By all means"
She was running toward the horizon.
"I'll get on Nibiru"
Credits to SPW.
If you read the story, please, leave a comment :) And thank you!
Pinturicchio fu uno dei pittori favoriti da Papa Alessandro VI e dai prelati della sua cerchia.
Uno di questi fu Liberato Bartelli che compare in questa piccola pala, destinata all'altare di famiglia nella città natale, Sanseverino Marche.
E' uno dei capolavori del pittore e vi ritroviamo tutti i caratteri che affascinarono Raffaello: la definizione muniaturistica del paesaggio, la ricchezza decorativa dell'oro sparso per ogni dove, l'eleganza delle figure divine e la precisa definizione del ritratto del committente.
Pinturicchio or Pintoricchio (Bernardino di Betto Betti 1452-1513) - Madonna della Pace (around 1495) - Exhibition of Raphael and the echo of the Myth - GAMeC Bergamo
Pinturicchio was one of the favorite painters of Pope Alexander VI and by the prelates of his circle.
One of these was Liberato Bartelli who appears in this small altarpiece, destined for the family altar in his hometown, Sanseverino Marche.
It is one of the painter's masterpieces and we find all the features that fascinated Raphael: the meticulous definition of the landscape, the decorative richness of the gold scattered everywhere, the elegance of the divine figures and the precise definition of the client's portrait.
let there be spaces in your togetherness and let the winds of the heavens dance between you. Love one another but make not a bond of love: let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls. Khalil Gibran
I looked for where and if there were strong bonds in my client's life. Of course, I looked for the bond with mother first... this bond was so beautifully evident as my daughter and her two children walked ahead of me into the woods...
Lake Huron, the Bruce Peninsula, Ontario, Canada
my textures
Pinturicchio fu uno dei pittori favoriti da Papa Alessandro VI e dai prelati della sua cerchia.
Uno di questi fu Liberato Bartelli che compare in questa piccola pala, destinata all'altare di famiglia nella città natale, Sanseverino Marche.
E' uno dei capolavori del pittore e vi ritroviamo tutti i caratteri che affascinarono Raffaello: la definizione muniaturistica del paesaggio, la ricchezza decorativa dell'oro sparso per ogni dove, l'eleganza delle figure divine e la precisa definizione del ritratto del committente.
Pinturicchio or Pintoricchio (Bernardino di Betto Betti 1452-1513) - Madonna della Pace (around 1495) - Exhibition of Raphael and the echo of the Myth - GAMeC Bergamo
Pinturicchio was one of the favorite painters of Pope Alexander VI and by the prelates of his circle.
One of these was Liberato Bartelli who appears in this small altarpiece, destined for the family altar in his hometown, Sanseverino Marche.
It is one of the painter's masterpieces and we find all the features that fascinated Raphael: the meticulous definition of the landscape, the decorative richness of the gold scattered everywhere, the elegance of the divine figures and the precise definition of the client's portrait.
I spotted few bees and huge bumblebee in my client's garden today.
As soon as I came home I grabbed my camera to take advantage of the sun shining nicely (when was the last time we had that? lol)
Nothing interesting in my garden to photograph yet, so the choice was obvious - Crocuses. As I was taking photo a bee came and photobombed my picture... No problems dear, pop over with a vist it more often ;-)
Crocus 'Whitewell Purple'
P.S. Correction - according to Julie Kendall www.flickr.com/photos/juliek1967/ it is a Hoverfly, not a bee. My laptop's screen is small and of course I am not an expert... Thank you Julie :))))
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When you have to drive the lady of the house to the private airport as part of your maid job description - just so she and her husband - your bosses so to speak - felt like having lunch in another state today.
I've been working on a client's landscape for a week and I think I'm finished!
They were looking for a modern tropical style, with interactive elements. This landscape is complete with a walking path from the house down to the beach, a long road, custom driveway and gate structure, tennis court, taco stand, bonfire on the beach, and Jet-ski dock.
The front and back are lit with accent lighting controlled by a switch to be turned on and off.
I know, it's a little early for Christmas photos, but I was working on Xmas photos of my client's dogs and needed a stand in model. Pyper could not have been more UNimpressed with the whole "sitting in a basket with a stupid hat on my head" thing if she tried. Not exactly in the Christmas spirit I was going for. Her expression says it all ;) Needless to say, I don't think this will be my Christmas card this year!
I drove up the driveway of one of my client's houses and this little guy was perched on the retaining wall so nicely about 20 feet way. He stayed there for a little while just watching me so calmly, so I switched lens to my 70-300mm and shot him before he got bored and scampered away. Chipmunks are all over the place here.
This Landscaping was a seasonal update for a client on a 16,384m parcel. It boasts a movie area, secret garden, a family recreation area and tucked away nooks for relaxation and privacy.
The Pictures were taken by the talented Kazn Xoxo and you can find more of his work here www.flickr.com/photos/motifated
In October we received some early and unseasonably wet snow. This was the weekend that I was entertaining a client's wonderful wife. We found these Mule Deer (my second favorite wild animal} in the Aspen trees feeding. They were spectacular regardless of their small antlers. It is almost a camouflage situation, that is partly why I like this so much.
It is about to snow some more over night, but there is way too much snow to travel to the same spot, so I will probably auto around the neighborhood and see the rural Colorado sites.
Thanks for looking and commenting on this photo.
Susan
A christening and 1st birthday cake.
Design is based on client's invitation, and on a cake done by Lisa of Sweet Disposition Cakes (with permission).
Bird topper is made of styro and fondant. Name is hand cut.
I was passing Rosewood Sand Hill the other day and this beautiful red Vanquish caught my eye, so I stopped by for a second to take pics. These were the only shots I got (dat scrape tho) before a guy in that Saturn Sky got out and told me to stop. He said it was his client's car. That's 2/2 times I've gotten kicked out of Rosewood Sand Hill for car spotting :(