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I was in two minds about buying this leopard print ‘Peggy’ skirt - I’ve already got plenty of those, of course. Now I see it on, it’s definitely become one of my favourites.
Denholm ICD then 2008 & now January 2015
The end of an era as another long standing Bristol company calls in the demolition crew and ceases trading!
Just to show you parts of the photo without HDR treatment. The top bar and right-bottom is unedited, middle bar and middle-bottom is photoshopped, and bottom (and left) is HDR.
Also view: The Difference (1)
3 Exposures: -2, 0 and +2.
Letterpress coaster series we produced for Anthem! www.anthemww.com Besides turning out beautifully (mainly due to good appropriate design work) the piece is also a good example of using 2-color printing and other letterpress learning.
As a (retired) city planner, this Hero Arts stamp (Silly Scape, K5425) is a particular favorite. I decided to challenge myself to make two cards – same stamps, same layout – one depicting the city by night, the other, the city by day. This is my night city, with lots of rich layers and shadows. I stamped the city several times on coordinating cardstock (7 Gypsies), cut out sections and layered (up to 5 layers) to create depth and shading. I love how well the font of this sentiment stamp (CL148) goes with the crazy building lines. Vintage buttons and Nestie frames were added to complete the card. The next post is the daytime version.
Bonkers clearly thinks that Naomi should give him her dinner. Naomi has a different opinion (not to mention being bigger, smarter, and stronger (but with much duller claws) than Bonkers).
EXPLORE # 306
Sem diferenças...!!
Jardim Botânico - Rio de Janeiro
Imagine
Homme de couleur
Quand je suis né, j'étais noir !
Quand j'ai grandi, j'étais noir !
Quand j'ai peur, je suis noir !
Quand je vais au soleil, je suis noir !
Quand je suis malade, je suis noir !
Quand tu es né, tu étais rose !
Quand tu as grandi, tu es devenu blanc !
Quand tu vas au soleil, tu deviens rouge !
Quand tu as froid, tu deviens bleu !
Quand tu as peur, tu deviens vert !
Quand tu es malade, tu deviens jaune !
Et après tout ça,
Tu oses m'appeler,"Homme de couleur " !!!
« Homme de couleur ! » est tiré d’un conte africain.
It's amazing what a difference some paint and determination can make!!!! So pleased with how this turned out. Turns out all those hours in my childhood spent helping/watching my dad restore wooden boats ( his hobby) taught me a thing or two about salvaging furniture. I got the ultimate seal of approval with a WOW! Impressive work! from my dad via text ( which is a huge deal for him to text lol!) I'll be posting some pictures from my real camera soon and some process shots. The secret to a successful furniture flip is NOT SKIPPING STEPS. A few extra hours isn't that bad!
Sound-wise this was like a crotch rocket racing a muscle car with a 427. There were great sounds from the leading two units as a result of the effort to climb the hill west of Neenah by M347.
The sunset last night was absolutely incredible -- one of the most dramatic I've seen in a while. I had a feeling early on that it was going to be good. I noticed thin wispy clouds high in the sky early in the afternoon and made plans to be down by the water at sunset in case the sky lit up.
This, obviously, isn't the image I imagined earlier in the day. After all, there are no clouds in the frame.
The sunset wasn't the issue. It was even more dramatic than I thought it would be. Rather, I believe that a sunset (or a sunrise) is often best used as an accessory. When I shoot at sunset, I don't go out to shoot the sunset itself. I use it as an element to add drama to my overall composition.
There is a difference.
When I started photographing the magical light years ago, I concentrated on the sunset. The problem is you get stuck in a rut. You get one image of a red sky with a bare tree. And an image of a red sky with a mountain range. And a red sky with a lighthouse.
That's not a bad thing; it just starts to feel the same.
Early in my career, I would have been incredibly proud to get an image of the blazing sky above the Olympic mountains. I got several frames of that last night, but that's not the scene that moved me most.
Standing at the beach, I was really struck by the interesting pattern of the partially-buried driftwood. I loved the shape. The driftwood was interesting by itself, but the sunset, which set the whole sky ablaze and the water, too, by reflection, added drama.
Sometimes the best part of the sunset is not the sunset itself, but what it does to the rest of the landscape.
The difference in front ends is clearly evident here at London Euston.
L-R: Virgin Trains WC no. 390009 (formerly named "Treaty of Union") stands at P16, having just brought 1A47, the 1515 service from Manchester Piccadilly via Stoke-on-Trent, into the station. Caledonian Sleeper/GBRf no. 92018 stands in the holding siding, awaiting the evening's night train duties. 390155, clad in the first VT livery, can be seen nearest the camera, awaiting departure with 1H72, the 1740 service to Man Picc via Crewe.
Central United Methodist Church was one of the first Protestant congregations in Michigan. The church was organized in 1810, incorporated in 1822, and the church building was built in 1865 ( with modifications to the sanctuary in 1867 ) .
the young man looked down and thought - we are no different from each other except you are much older, maybe you are the man I will become, but I still have not yet walked a mile in your shoes, yet we wear the same shirt on our backs.
Liverpool
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Put your powers of observation to the test as you compare two nearly identical pictures and try to spot the differences!
Details inside the shops along Sunset Boulevard.
Disney's Hollywood Studios | Sunset Boulevard
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Sometimes I try a new tea that "expects" a different style of brewing. If it is very different from my usual selections, I will attempt to "make do" with equipment I have on hand. It seems like this is the sensible thing to do, thus I sometimes make foolish choices, such as trying to whisk my matcha with a fork, or in a shaker.
I've tried gyokuro a few times, without a great deal of success. Yes, it was nice tea, but a little bit too "in your face" for my palate.
I just didn't get what everyone was going on about, and though I had the correct temperature, time and measure, I suspected the issue was the brewing vessel.
This week, I did a swap with a tea-friend. I had an artist's bowl that wasn't a good fit for me, and rather than store it forever, put it up for swap. This little korean style travel set was my bounty in the trade. I'm still a little worried that he might regret parting with it, because it's just perfect. The celadon glaze is as beautiful as can be. Best, I finally understand the superlatives of gyokuro.
I've found that most teas are very forgiving, and will brew equally well in a traditional pot or western, gaiwan or french press. Occasionally though, the brewing vessel makes that critical difference that turns the tea experience from mundane to blissful.
This is an image created using a focus rail to take 59 images, camera set to manual focus and then focus stacked in Affinity photo
Masked and removed background and replaced with a black background.
In 2000 I spent 3 months living in Bogota (Colombia) as a part of an internship granted by the Spanish Government. I was overwhelmed by poverty, violence and social differences. One day I decided to register what I saw in a normal day in Bogota. At that time I had no interest in photography whatsoever. These photos are uncropped and unaligned, with just a basic postprocess.
Look at my two index toes and compare them... See how my left one is really swollen and there's some bruising? Well yesterday, I was laying on the couch and had to get up to spit out some flemy stuff that I coughed out of my lungs, because I'm pretty sure I've got the H1N1 virus, anyway.. Everytime I would sit up my head would start throbbing, so I figured if I rolled off the couch and then stood up from there my head wouldn't start throbbing like crazy... But what ended up happening was my left foot hit the floor REALLY HARD and my index toe was what came in contact with the floor first, resulting in A LOT of sudden pain and a popping noise... Its not broken, but it is either sprained or I have a hairline fracture, cause it got really swollen and there's A LOT of bruising... Just wait till you see the next picture I upload. Now I have to limp around everywhere... =(
I welcome advice from anyone who might know about this sort of thing.