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Ocean abstract image using ICM while the sun sets over the Mediterranean Sea in Jbeil, Lebanon.
How to take Abstract Ocean Photos
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As you look upon a flower and admire its simplicity,
Remember me.
Margaret Mead
Sculpture by Andrew Brown at Port William, Dumfries & Galloway, Scotland
This statue is a Balinese mermaid or sea goddess figure, a common motif in Indonesian coastal art and mythology.
These sculptures are believed to ward off evil spirits and offer protection to the home or sacred spaces.
Its name, Suvannamaccha — The Golden Mermaid — came from Southeast Asian adaptations of the Ramayana. In Thai and Cambodian versions, Suvannamaccha (literally “golden fish”) is a mermaid princess who attempts to sabotage Hanuman’s mission to build a bridge but ends up falling in love with him instead. In Bali, she is a well-loved mythical figure in local folklore. Her prayer hands suggest reverence or divine status, fitting with Hindu devotional practices, when placement by sea symbolizes connection with water, spiritual guardianship, and folk storytelling rooted in Balinese coastal life.
Artistic coastal image using a high depth of field, taken in the South of England.
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Better Large. Moon rise over Moultrie Creek in Saint Augustine, Florida looking east on the Intra Coastal Waterway. Cold night.
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Reflections On A Question Not Asked (JHWatkins)
I would not worship nature,
but
watch the firestorms
of evening Eden’s
colliding with collars of stars,
bordering the spreading blankets...
flowing......floating on mist.
Here deep spells
speak to rising hearts
of early years... tears...
and beginnings,
failed then
flourishing
in fading light.
Many the meetings in mirrors,
Reflection souls,
Broken and healed,
Sing out, having heard the cry
Wishing, then wondering-
Then washed by
colors of the night.
I would not worship nature
but cry quietly at
whispers of deep dreamy forests
drumming with wooden warmth
lost in caverns,
ascending in autumns,
forsaken in fragments
and
flames of the glowing day.
Come softer than nature,
with wounded revelations,
Waves of somber subtle summers,
winters, and springs-
Come straighter and stronger,
on strict lines of deft decisions
resting by quietest waters
of heart streams
that have come home
to the
fountain of the universe.
James Watkins 12-31-08
not hdr-The moon rose last night just below Orion whose stars are in the upper right...that is Sirius on the mid, upper, right. I expanded the moon a little because it was about 80% full.
Jim Webb-The Moon's A Harsh Mistress
See her how she flies
Golden sails across the sky,
Close enough to touch
But careful if you try
Though she looks as warm as gold
The moon's a harsh mistress
The moon can be so cold..Jim Webb
Oceans are Dreams (James watkins) not hdr
Oceans are dreams, that rise and fall
beyond the conscious mind.
Vast volumed vaults transitioning-
rolling ridges ranging high.
Joined with all creation dance,
like liquid living beings-
quiet, dark depths of passion fire-
eternally careening.
Held in viscous vision,
caught between the separate worlds-
all heaven and earthy creature-
floating figured forms unfurled.
Ghosts-aglow and gaping-
gathered gremlins, timeless trails-
beyond all thought or reason-
hidden highways, watery veils.
Desperate, driven, hungry hunters-
casual commerce-bloody blades.
Liquid-larcened fathoms fallen,
fevered fits in cavalcade.
Contrasts, calm and constant-
consumation, cold desire-
carefully crushed by eons,
in vile volcanic fire.
Down some corridor they creep-
until in rest revealed-
unto the doubting dreamers-
caustic children, filled with fear.
Decisioned paths of plans performed,
adrift in thoughtless themes.
Gathered golden wisdom,
wrapped in scientific schemes.
Predetermined, parliamentary,
railing posted parts prevail-
racked with frail-formed falsities
in fictional detail.
Loving lost the guide unseen
that rules the changeless world-
and brings us back to view the sea
in vision's vacuumed swirl.
Childlike faith-vast beauty breathed,
an author, bold and bare-
for silence sake, stark stepping stones-
it's wealth unfolding fair.
Troll the tame and turning tide,
that flows in measured ebb.
Rolled rhythmic rows of constancy
in concentrated web.
Held hot the hidden history,
revealing holy fare-
formed fellowships and mysteries-
plain patterns painted there.
To see the unseen signature-
to touch the untouched realm-
to gaze at guardian glory, graced
by starred..Ascending..
Stair.
James watkins (April 2004)
Gajah Mina: A hybrid creature drawing from local legends—part elephant, part aquatic being—seen in tattoos and sculptures across Bali.
Mina means an elephant-fish mythical creature.
These statues are carved from limestone and feature gold-painted accents, positioned as decorative guardians or road markers.
I saw it walking along the beach in Seminyak, Bali, Indonesia.
The subtle contrast of warm and cool tones only became evident to me once I'd lingered for a while over this swirl of seaweed, partially embedded in the wind-blown sand.
For the lovers of the coastal art and seabirds. I've used four pigments to paint this delicate watercolor.
This statue is a Balinese mermaid or sea goddess figure, a common motif in Indonesian coastal art and mythology.
These sculptures are believed to ward off evil spirits and offer protection to the home or sacred spaces.
Its name, Suvannamaccha — The Golden Mermaid — came from Southeast Asian adaptations of the Ramayana. In Thai and Cambodian versions, Suvannamaccha (literally “golden fish”) is a mermaid princess who attempts to sabotage Hanuman’s mission to build a bridge but ends up falling in love with him instead. In Bali, she is a well-loved mythical figure in local folklore. Her prayer hands suggest reverence or divine status, fitting with Hindu devotional practices, when placement by sea symbolizes connection with water, spiritual guardianship, and folk storytelling rooted in Balinese coastal life.
Bahia Honda Rail Bridge ~ last used 50 years ago
109 Year-Old Decaying Bridge to Nowhere
The Florida Keys U.S.A. ~ December 6th, 2020
*[left-double-click for a closer-look - bridge-side-owl]
*{bridge-side graffiti - check out the two iguanas! LOL]
*[part of a 'concrete-block bridge-shack' that had been here
a while until the last few hurricanes damaged it beyond repair.
This is what is left of it and the locals decorated the rubble]
Bear with me. I felt compelled to do a series of shots of my favorite bridge in the world, with her magnificent colors of water and sky. I visit only once a year (for 46 straight years), and every time there is nobody here, leaving her and her ruins lonely and forgotten. I will never forget her beauty, or Henry Flagler. Thanks for looking.
The Bahia Honda Rail Bridge is a disused bridge in the lower Florida Keys connecting Bahia Honda Key with Spanish Harbor Key. Originally part of the Overseas Railway, the State of Florida purchased it after the 1935 Labor Day Hurricane and converted it to provide automobile use as part of the Overseas Highway in 1938. After a replacement Bahia Honda Bridge was opened in 1972, two spans of the bridge were removed (in the 80's) to accommodate boat traffic and make the majority of the bridge inaccessible to pedestrian traffic, but the rest remain standing. Red bridge-rust.
It was originally built by Henry Flagler as part of the Overseas Railroad which was completed in 1912. Flagler funded the construction of the bridge, along with the rest of the railway himself. It was purchased by the state of Florida and converted for highway use in 1938 after the Labor Day Hurricane of 1935. Rather than completely rebuilding the bridge after the hurricane, the existing structure was repaired and the deck for the Overseas Highway was added on top, as the existing deck inside the truss was too narrow for vehicular traffic. The bridge served as the primary mode of transport to the islands of the lower Keys, and as a primary evacuation route.
A new four-lane bridge was built in 1980, a few hundred yards north of the old bridge, replacing the old route of U.S. 1. Today, the former bridge provides a scenic overview of the area for tourists. Two of the truss spans have been removed in order to facilitate boat traffic, as the new bridge has an increased span height. The original bridge has fallen into a state of disrepair and signs have been posted on the bridge warning boat traffic to watch for falling debris, but all of the sections have remained standing (not counting the two that were removed). The easternmost section remains open to pedestrian traffic and is maintained by Bahia Honda State Park. Bahia Honda Rail Bridge ~ Spanish Harbor Key ~ Lower Keys
www.google.com/url?q=http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bahia_H...
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Florida_East_Coast_Railway#History
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Overseas_Railroad
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Overseas_Highway
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Florida_keys
Modern Marvels video - (long, but very, very interesting!)
Bahia Honda Bridge history - Keys History & Information
www.youtube.com/watch?v=H8k-ntS9aEg
"Only Want To Be With You" - Hootie & The Blowfish
For the lovers of the coastal art and beautiful birds. I've used four pigments to paint this delicate watercolor.
nada HDR.....Another moonie! This was a really high ISO shot..but I thought it was nice and wanted to share. I have no idea what I caught here..but it looks interesting. I will say this...that object is moving toward Cape Canaveral...down the exact opposite path of the shuttle launch 3 night previous. This shot is looking down the beach South on the Florida coast from the St. Augustine inlet..Vilano Beach. Beautiful stars..I filled out the moon because it was only 70% full boosted the stars so you can see them better. Thanks for all the feedback.
The Curse Did Not Come Upon Saturn (James Watkins)
The Curse did not come upon Saturn,
Nor cover the planets and stars-
But came to the earth like the lightning
That signals the start of a storm.
It blanketed beautiful valleys
Built in creation’s fire-
Then moved ‘cross the hills
In a torrent-
Which in rapid, recession-retired.
Hating the heart of the future-
Despising all hope and desire-
Erasing eons of dreaming,
With planning and patience conspired.
To bring captivity captive-
To worship a fallen king-
To drain the last drop,
Of life and light-
To crush creativity.
Such serpentine monstrosity,
Will never be wrought again.
Plans will unfold,
But missing their mark,
Will cease to be brought
To an end.
The ignorant souls
Of the dancers-
That danced with the
Sword and the wheel-
And plowed in the fields
Of the broken-
Will never be heard from
Again.
Deceivers will flourish
And be no more.
Liars will all pass away.
Death and destruction
Will struggle and strain-
Then fail at the force
Of the flame.
The heavens are still
Rejoicing.
The stars in their glory
Still sing.
Repeating the strain,
Of original song-
Etched in aged memory.
Clothed in magnificent
Color-
Reveling in royal plans.
Revealing from the beginning-
The art of the Master’s hands.
As servants new, now recreate-
Envision inhabited lands.
By suffering tried, have spoken
The word-
And left their trail in the sand.
And passing beyond the physical door-
Now come to a heavenly land.
Where monuments new of faith reside-
And sacred spirits stand.
A city of golden glory-
Where day and night descend-
In the light of the great Creator-
Whose promise will never end.
Time itself will flicker and fade,
The fire of the universe wane-
Providence then will have
the last word.-
And truth once more
Fall like rain.
James Watkins 11-04
Gajah Mina: A hybrid creature drawing from local legends—part elephant, part aquatic being—seen in tattoos and sculptures across Bali.
Mina means an elephant-fish mythical creature.
These statues are carved from limestone and feature gold-painted accents, positioned as decorative guardians or road markers.
I saw it walking along the beach in Seminyak, Bali, Indonesia.
Better Viewed Large. Moultrie Creek just south of St Augustine, Fl about a block from my home. This is the municipal dock there at sunset. I love the warm colors of the winter sunset skies in Florida along with the soft light of early evening. The is a creek leading into the Inter Coastal Waterway that goes north and south all the way up the eastern coast of the US.
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Creation Spoke to Me at Sunset
(James Watkins)
Creation spoke to me at sunset,
under canopy of fading sight,
in groves of winded whispers,
ancient oaks waiting for the night.
Sun-bathed clouds through
dazzling leaves,
dazed and dancing free-
brilliant evening glories,
rhymed in poignant harmony.
Sequined, fragranced beauties-
set in ocean dreams-
softly magnified by waters,
running slow to salty streams.
Lingering beside them,
to breathe the evening sea,
i listened to the placid voice
that feathered on the breeze.
“Remember what you see here-
do not forget this place-
write it on your memory-
do not let time erase”-
a victory won in silence-
as patience conquered haste-
foundation-ed now
in sacred soil,
solidified and safe.
Still delving deep through solid sod,
continuing to bend,
beneath the ground
it rooted down,
to build its strength again.
Did not begin to prosper,
until its hold was right-
then slowly grew in majesty,
upward to the light.
To flourish for
a thousand years,
before the sons of men-
and quietly tell its story,
to all that pass within.
.
James Watkins 05-07
Well that's it for my Bahia Honda Rail Bridge 2021 series. 14 pics. Hope you enjoyed them. This historic Florida bridge is always fun
to visit. Come to the lower Florida Keys and see it for yourself!
Bahia Honda Rail Bridge ~ last used 50 years ago
109 Year-Old Decaying Bridge to Nowhere
The Florida Keys U.S.A. ~ December 6th, 2020
*[left-double-click for a closer-look - bridge-side graffiti]
*[part of a 'concrete-block bridge-shack' that had been here
a while until the last few hurricanes damaged it beyond repair.
This is what is left of it and the locals decorated the rubble]
Bear with me. I felt compelled to do a series of shots of my favorite bridge in the world, with her magnificent colors of water and sky. I visit only once a year (for 46 straight years), and every time there is nobody here, leaving her and her ruins lonely and forgotten. I will never forget her beauty, or Henry Flagler. Thanks for looking.
The Bahia Honda Rail Bridge is a disused bridge in the lower Florida Keys connecting Bahia Honda Key with Spanish Harbor Key. Originally part of the Overseas Railway, the State of Florida purchased it after the 1935 Labor Day Hurricane and converted it to provide automobile use as part of the Overseas Highway in 1938. After a replacement Bahia Honda Bridge was opened in 1972, two spans of the bridge were removed (in the 80's) to accommodate boat traffic and make the majority of the bridge inaccessible to pedestrian traffic, but the rest remain standing. Red bridge-rust.
It was originally built by Henry Flagler as part of the Overseas Railroad which was completed in 1912. Flagler funded the construction of the bridge, along with the rest of the railway himself. It was purchased by the state of Florida and converted for highway use in 1938 after the Labor Day Hurricane of 1935. Rather than completely rebuilding the bridge after the hurricane, the existing structure was repaired and the deck for the Overseas Highway was added on top, as the existing deck inside the truss was too narrow for vehicular traffic. The bridge served as the primary mode of transport to the islands of the lower Keys, and as a primary evacuation route.
A new four-lane bridge was built in 1980, a few hundred yards north of the old bridge, replacing the old route of U.S. 1. Today, the former bridge provides a scenic overview of the area for tourists. Two of the truss spans have been removed in order to facilitate boat traffic, as the new bridge has an increased span height. The original bridge has fallen into a state of disrepair and signs have been posted on the bridge warning boat traffic to watch for falling debris, but all of the sections have remained standing (not counting the two that were removed). The easternmost section remains open to pedestrian traffic and is maintained by Bahia Honda State Park. Bahia Honda Rail Bridge ~ Spanish Harbor Key ~ Lower Keys
www.google.com/url?q=http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bahia_H...
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Florida_East_Coast_Railway#History
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Overseas_Railroad
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Overseas_Highway
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Florida_keys
Modern Marvels video - (long, but very, very interesting!)
Bahia Honda Bridge history - Keys History & Information
www.youtube.com/watch?v=H8k-ntS9aEg
"Only Want To Be With You" - Hootie & The Blowfish
In the peaceful glow of the setting sun, the Miss Marley rests quietly in the historic port of Port Royal, South Carolina, a town deeply rooted in its shrimping heritage. This digitally painted image, crafted using Adobe Photoshop, captures the tranquil beauty of a coastal community that thrives on the enduring tradition of shrimping. Generations of shrimpers have faced early mornings and challenging seas to bring in the bounty that sustains the town. The stillness of the docked boats represents not just a pause, but a reflection of resilience, hard work, and the promise of future voyages. This artwork highlights the spirit of Port Royal, where life on the water continues to run deep.
Looks Good Large-----no HDR
Words (JHWatkins)
There are words above all others-
that fix themselves like stars-
bright beacons in the darkness-
heights hidden in the heart.
They alone take awesome stand--
against the tides of life-
in armed array of power-
an army clothed in might.
Like seeds that fall on watered ground-
form fertile flowing fields-
grown gentle- guides in patience pruned
with perfect plural yields.
Established on foundations strong-
bold buildings built to last-
against the rule of raging time-
eternally recast.
Triumphant- time-transcendent-
translucent, touched and twirled-
the truth unbound and glorious-
runs rampant through the world.
To conquer mountain standing tall
across the pilgrimed path.
And bring to birth the vision small-
the unseen to our grasp.
And leaving doubt behind us-
chaff driven by the wind-
each enemy of hope and faith-
unchallenged to an end.
Now standing hard behind us-
there thronged by secret thralls-
authority and mercy meet-
beyond the cloistered walls.
To loose the power petrified,
by fear’s unyielding grip.
Torn from years of solitude-
this single silent trip.
Bought before on battleground-
beyond the mortal veil-
pursued by death- prevailing -
through ancient rights assailed.
Passed from grave to live again-
new formed the narrow path.
Within the reach of every man-
a gateway firm and fast.
Now brought to bear the tidings glad-
entrenched in solid ground-
in waking realms of glory-
a kingdom newly found.
Come taste the bread of heaven-
and drink the wine of life-
with fellowship and faithfulness
in everlasting light.
Where promises now harvested,
join late and early rain-
appearing at the altar bold-
the circumstances plain.
To stand behind each spoken word-
against the darkened lie-
that proudly boasts against us-
before an open sky.
And crushing all resistance-
bring victories large and small-
to every realm of being-
delivered from the fall.
Extending out beyond ourselves-
we yield to greater need-
and find that loss in giving-
makes living ...
a flowing stream.
James watkins 7-04
Young men take selfies on the rocks of Temple Beach in Mahabalipuram, Tamil Nadu, India. Taken with the Canon 50mm and converted to black and white in Lightroom.