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A desolate place indeed as two SY locomotives push mine spoil up the incline above Wulong coal mine on a cold, dreary, dull, dank day. Fuxin, Liaoning Province, China.
“Do we not each dream of dreams? Do we not dance on the notes of lost
memories? Then are we not each dreamers of tomorrow and yesterday, since dreams
play when time is askew? Are we not all adrift in the constant sea of trial and when all is done, do we not all yearn for [something or someone] to carry us home?”
- Nathan Reese Maher
I am working on updating my personal portfolio for various reasons and re-processing some old images. Unfortunately all my old stuff was shot with crappy lenses and I guess I am way spoiled now with the L series stuff... so these aren't as sharp as I'd like them to be.
Anyway this was shot in September, 2006 with Meaghan in Indiana. This was pretty much one of my greatest location finds ever... :) I have a lot of shots from this room, some with her holding the rake (which I found outside), etc., but for some reason I keep coming back to this one. I love the light so much and then there is that slight hint of red on the wall that is kind of creepy and cool.
Looking through my old stuff is making me desperate to do more work for FUN rather than, well, work. Not that I am complaining, I love weddings and some recent commercial work we've done, etc, but I miss the other stuff... and hope to make more time for it.
some of my sculptures in the show IT"S PAINTING SO IT MUST BE GERMAN at Silvershot, Flinders Lane, Melbourne. More on desolation row at spectrescope.blogspot.com/
All roads lead to the New Forest, or at least this one did.
Not quite as desolate as the title suggests, many wild horses are roaming around close to the road.
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They're selling postcards of the hanging
They're painting the passports brown
The beauty parlor is filled with sailors
The circus is in town
Here comes the blind commissioner
They've got him in a trance
One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker
The other is in his pants
And the riot squad they're restless
They need somewhere to go
As Lady and I look out tonight
From Desolation Row
A shot of my local dead tree aided with fog in the background. Taken from a spot which in Summer is completely overgrown.
Showing the desolate area that the some of the Stranraer line runs through is this image between Barrhill and Glenwhilly. 156 508 is seen approaching a farm crossing at Miltonise Farm with 1A64, 11.04 Kilmarnock to Stranraer Scotrail service at 1230 on the 20th June 2017.
Yesterday I had an enjoyable few hours on Dartmoor with a friend in the fog exploring new locations and came across this spot with what appears to be a derelict sheep pen which in the fog made for a nice composition
Give me a lone tree and I'll shoot it! Another shot on my saturday drive in Greenland after a snowstorm. I love how the low clouds were behaving that day
Canon 5D2 + 16-35mm f/2.8 @ 23mm and f/10, 60 seconds.
Using Lee 10stop ND filter + Lee 3stop grad ND hard
Explore #381 on 20/3/11
Now the moon is almost hidden
The stars are beginning to hide
The fortune-telling lady
Has even taken all her things inside
All except for Cain and Abel
And the hunchback of Notre Dame
Everybody is making love
Or else expecting rain
And the Good Samaritan, he's dressing
He's getting ready for the show
He's going to the carnival tonight
On Desolation Row.
Death Valley National Park, California.
This is only steps from one of the most popular viewpoints in the park, yet I've never seen photos taken from this perspective. Of course I had to descend a slot canyon and climb down a 12' dry waterfall, then find another way out after dark... but now I know the easy way to get there.
Check out my blog (www.JeffSullivanPhotography.com) for more photos from my recent adventures.
If you consider a packaged photography tour to Death Valley, make sure that it includes Eureka Dunes and The Racetrack, that you can see the leader's own photos so you can judge his or her qualifications, and that those photos do not rely mainly on unusual weather that you might not have during your visit. A good tour leader is there to help you capture nice photos, not show you a few unusual moments that they experienced over many years of visits.
Update January 2016: I replaced the original upload with a higher resolution new edit.
The climb up to the peak of Ben More Assynt last year. This would be the second peak of the day, with no views from the top, as the mist rolled in. Nice to have captured another walker and the rocky terrain.
Le volcan de Capelinhos aux Açores
Le volcan de Capelinhos - ou volcan des petites chapelles en français - forme un cap à l’extrémité occidentale de l'île de Faial aux Açores. Son cône volcanique érodé compose un paysage quasi lunaire dont les falaises plongent dans l'océan Atlantique. Ce volcan est né d'une éruption qui dura plus d’un an. C’est d’ailleurs la seule et unique éruption de ce volcan. Elle commence par un épisode sismique en mai 1957 alors que l’éruption proprement dite, d’abord sous-marine près des îlots de Capelinhos, s’est déroulée de septembre 1957 à octobre 1958. De violentes explosions ont formé une petite île puis l’accumulation de cendres et les coulées de lave ont donné naissance à une presqu’île reliant le volcan à la terre. L’archipel des Açores s’est ainsi agrandi de 2,4 km².
Cette zone protégée abrite aujourd’hui une végétation côtière originale et des colonies de sternes pierregarin. En se rendant près du volcan, on croise l’ancien phare miraculeusement épargné mais désormais loin du cap et quelques maisons détruites par l’éruption qui accentuent le caractère dramatique de ce paysage véritablement unique aux Açores.
Histoire d’une éruption
Le 27 septembre 1957 à l’aube, un baleinier qui pêchait au large de l’île de Faial observe d’étranges remous à la surface de l'océan à quelques 800 m du rivage. Ces bulles constituées de gaz annoncent la première explosion qui se produit à 8h du matin en libérant un gigantesque panache volcanique. La zone de remous s'agrandit et à la fin de la journée, la colonne volcanique monte déjà à 4 km d'altitude. Les explosions se multiplient dans les jours suivants et le matériel volcanique éjecté s'accumule jusqu’à créer le 29 octobre une petite île en forme de fer à cheval, baptisée l’île Neuve. En novembre, d'autres explosions donnent naissance à une seconde île qui fusionne avec la première et se rattache enfin à l'île principale de Faial. Le 16 décembre, des coulées de lave basaltique apparaissent sous les yeux de nombreux scientifiques - dont Haroun Tazieff - venus du monde entier pour assister à ce rare spectacle. Les cendres volcaniques qui retombent sur l’île de Faial détruisent la végétation et recouvrent maisons, routes et cultures. Une véritable désolation à laquelle s’ajoutent l’odeur de soufre et les tremblements du sol. Début 1958, l'activité sous-marine se poursuit et l'éruption se . Merci au site
www.rivagesdumonde.fr/blog-rivages/un-volcan-aux-acores
The Capelinhos volcano in the Azores
The Capelinhos volcano - or volcano of the small chapels in French - forms a cape at the western end of the island of Faial in the Azores. Its eroded volcanic cone composes an almost lunar landscape whose cliffs plunge into the Atlantic Ocean. This volcano was born from an eruption that lasted more than a year. This is also the one and only eruption of this volcano. It begins with a seismic episode in May 1957 while the actual eruption, first underwater near the islets of Capelinhos, took place from September 1957 to October 1958. Violent explosions formed a small island then the he accumulation of ashes and lava flows gave rise to a peninsula connecting the volcano to the earth. The Azores archipelago has thus grown by 2.4 km².
This protected area is now home to original coastal vegetation and colonies of common terns. Going near the volcano, we cross the old lighthouse miraculously spared but now far from the cape and some houses destroyed by the eruption which accentuate the dramatic character of this truly unique landscape in the Azores.
History of an eruption
On September 27, 1957 at dawn, a whaler who was fishing off the island of Faial observed strange eddies on the surface of the ocean some 800 m from the shore. These bubbles made up of gas announce the first explosion which occurs at 8 am by releasing a gigantic volcanic plume. The backwater area expands and at the end of the day, the volcanic column already rises to 4 km in altitude. The explosions multiplied in the following days and the ejected volcanic material accumulated until the creation on October 29 of a small horseshoe-shaped island, called Île Neuve. In November, other explosions gave birth to a second island which merged with the first and finally joined the main island of Faial. On December 16, basaltic lava flows appeared before the eyes of many scientists - including Haroun Tazieff - who had come from all over the world to witness this rare spectacle. The volcanic ash that falls on the island of Faial destroys the vegetation and covers houses, roads and crops. A real desolation to which are added the smell of sulfur and the tremors of the ground. In early 1958, underwater activity continued and the eruption
The day of traveling through NE Oregon was full of rain, gorgeous clouds, and wide open spaces with abandoned buildings. This view reminded me of paintings of the midwest with the wide flat stretch of land.
Highest position on Explore #78 on August 27, 2006
-Added to the Cream of the Crop pool as most interesting.