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An AC inverter control panel (slightly less than 3" horizontally from edge to edge). This type of inverter, more commonly called a variable-frequency drive, is generally used as an efficient motor speed control in many commercial and industrial applications. Similar systems are used in microwave ovens, air-conditioning systems, EVs, and other consumer devices.

 

One downside to inverter technology is a distinctive, continuous high-pitched whine emitting from the motor. Noises like this are familiar to anyone who has taken a subway or a trolley using newer equipment.

 

In this instance, I am using a secondhand inverter and motor to power a 35mm projector, giving it variable speed capability and, more importantly, prolonging the time it takes to come up to full speed and slow down to a stop to minimize stress on the mechanism and film.

abandoned ironworks

The train controls of a locomotive in Lithuania - shoot made with Olympus OM10 and Ilford HP5

 

Control

 

ReShade | Nvidia DSR | Otis_inf & Hattiwatti Camera Tools CT | Camera Raw

"Form a gang, join a lofi band"

 

Resist the mainstream with your every action. Rearrange your life to extinguish all phony culture. Let who you are render the old world obsolete.

The best gift this X-mas? A remote control for my new camera. Here's the shot I took to test out the device.

 

All I did was set the camera on the back of the couch, set it for "remote with 2 second delay," pressed the shutter release, and walked casually in front of the camera. I like the 2 second delay because it gives me time to put my hand down (so the photo doesn't have me pointing the remote at the camera.

An ATSF refrigerator car rests outside the Coors brewery in Golden.

Abandoned chemical plant

Control

 

ReShade | Nvidia DSR | Otis_inf & Hattiwatti Camera Tools CT | Camera Raw

Captured on PC. Slight adjustments via Lightroom.

 

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Minefield Control Tower at Coal House Fort in Essex.

Ammergauer Alpen - Bavaria

I spent the better part of an hour watching as this Eastern Phoebe worked a shoreline of Horsepen Bayou, making a circuit of the driftwood branches, repeatedly launching after flying insects and returning to the same perch to eat them before moving on to the next station.

Control - Downsampled from ~15, hotsampling! using SRWE; using this guide and CT by Frans Bouma; Lightroom

 

Sol de amanecer sobre la torre de control del aeropuerto de Málaga.

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Syracuse Hancock Airport

 

Canon F-1

Fuji Acros

Inside the Beaunit Rayon Factory power plant in Alabama on a stormy day.

 

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The 2CW title was on the line between "Big Rig" Brodie Lee and "Juggernaut" Jason Axe in an "I Quit" match!

up early this morning...literally, up on top of the works van.

Mont Saint Michel Pirate Challenge 4

 

Control

 

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A girl flying a kite on the beach.

“She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating its numerous strands, appreciating its subtle nuances. She was a prism through which sadness could be divided into its infinite spectrum.”

 

― Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated

 

Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=3gydcChFnzQ

INNER DEMONS - JULIA BRENNAN

I try to always choose a different song each time, but although I've used this one before, it just fit somehow better than any other to describe my feelings in this moment …

 

Seems a long, long way back to you

I don't know if I can spare the time

am I better off leaving you

where you are knowing you'll be fine

you left me remember that

and I just didn't have the fight

left in me to call you back

seems it happened as often as the night

eyes like blueberries

lips like red cherries

words that could sting my ears and my eyes

warm as the Summer

cold as the Winter

emotions that could ring in my ears; make me cry

I am strung out; my soul seems to twist and to turn

your words and your actions make my heart burn

how can you say that you love me so much

when you hurt me; deprive me of your tender touch

alone in your torment; you want me to fall

you fill up my senses; you make me your all

I am ruined for anyone else

I am steering a course to a world I once felt

dreams come to me; they flood my mind

I thought that you were one of a kind

exhausted I lay and I pray for release

of this prison you made me; the sheets that you creased

mock me and mimic my cries; I fall back

drained of the energy; courage I lack

thoughts of you make me so weak

scent of you tainted now; havoc you wreak

why can't you leave me alone

you left me begging to bring you back home

can't live without you; can't seem to die

these feelings that clout me and cloud up my eyes

I crave you; the brave you; the one who got out

my soul and my heart skipped a beat so devout

in praise of your being; in love with your bones

so deep is this feeling that won't leave me alone

Dante's Inferno burns my fevered brow

a travesty; tragedy; I feel the heat now

licking and curling these pitiful pages

yellowing; make brittle the words that take ages

to write and then later they don't mean a thing

if you can still leave me on a tightrope of string

so narrow and pointless; my world seems to shrink

a life time without you; a life time to think

if only I could be at rest

I'm striving to do it; to be whole; the best

but still in my heart I feel you

and still in my soul I am torn right in two

writhing; surviving; damaged by love

you ripped something from me

can't find it here or above

pushing and shoving I try to control

the endless beginnings; the endings; the toll

it takes me further away from you

I can hardly make the night through

even my dreams; perpetual in motion

find no remedy; no magic potion

still I awake in the cold light of morning

realise you're not here; once again I start mourning

yet what is the use of grieving

it won't bring you back to the land of the living

I place fresh flowers by the smooth marble stone

that marks where you lay; the wind sets the tone

cold and relentless it whips at my face

how I wish you were standing here in my place

I gave everything up for you

yet still you left me broken in two

my tears water the flowers

I kneel; pray for the hours

to pass gently and swiftly until I reach the day

when I can rejoin you

until then I remember true

the plans that we made

if only you'd stayed

I promise I will carry on

just as you wanted; I'll sing our life song

do all the things that we wanted to do

try not to cry when all I wanted was you

goodbye my sweetheart; goodbye ...

 

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abandoned power plant

Netherlands, Bloemendaal -2012

My husbands newest scratch built remote control air plane.

Selfie in a control centre somewhere in Europe.

Control

Here in Eugene, Oregon lie the remnants of a once mighty train company Southern Pacific which was bought out by the Union Pacific. The remains of a roundhouse, machine shop, and evidence of support buildings not to mention an intact turntable. This photograph of some type of junction I have no idea what for but it was intriguing.

So tired of posting shots in order...so I won't anymore.

 

Control - Downsampled from ~15, hotsampling! using SRWE; using this guide and CT by Frans Bouma

 

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