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It's difficult to see scenes like this and not smile. Elephants are remarkably like humans, they enjoy spending time with their families, play with their cousins, feel happiness, grieve their dead and remember every elephant and human they have ever interacted with! (Ok that's not entirely human) Herds like this are increasingly rare, so it's heartwarming to see these two adolescent elephants in the centre of it all, just enjoying each other's company, in the winter sunshine of the Serengeti.
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This was an incredibly difficult image to capture. The Trummelbach Falls are a series of 10 cascades WITHIN the mountain and are immensely impressive. However, they are also a tourist trap. Having to navigate the hoards of tourists wasn't easy and then on top of that the amount of water and mist swirling around means that your lens is dripping with water within seconds of you uncovering it, which isn't great for long exposures in the very dark conditions. Somehow I managed to come away with some half-decent shots, of which this is one.
Thie image and the others appear in the final instalment of my Alps series of videos, Part 4, which can be viewed on YouTube at the following link. I hope you enjoy it.
It is often difficult to know how well the final product will turn out when shooting HDR. Similar to how non-digital film photographers don't have the luxury of being able to look at the camera's LCD and make sure they captured the shot as they wanted, when shooting HDR, some imagination is requrired to blend the images together in your head. I think this is where there is a lot of room for improvement in the way that we shoot HDR. If the camera were able to produce a pseudo HDR image immediately after bracketing away, it would be a great advantage for photographers, although I would never suggest it would fill as big a void as the introduction of the LCD in the first place. Beacause of HDR's increased popularity, you've got to think that someone is already working on this.
In the meantime, understanding the presence of a wide range of light in a scene, and being able to imagine an HDR image in your head is an important skill for us HDR photographers. Today's image is an example of a time where I just knew that the scene was well suited for HDR and that the subject of a Parisian enjoying a beautiful sunset would make for a great scene. The challenge with this shot was waiting for the right moment when this man stopped moving and keeping the camera nice and steady while handheld. I wonder if someday this man will ever see this photograph. Probably not...
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Difficult lighting and lightning fast bird movements meant that I had to shoot this one with high ISO. I don't think that this matters and actually gives the image a nice quality, what do you think?
Hello again everyone.
This year has been both a difficult and busy one for me so I haven't had as much of an opportunity to get photos of my builds. I have also made, it seems, 2019 to be a year of primarily building vehicles of the United States Armed Forces (USAF).
Over the next week I hope to get some better photos of each vehicle so that I may upload them for all to enjoy, but don't quote me on that time period.
In this photo you will see my 2019 USAF builds of:
AH-64 Apache
UH-1Y Venom
AH-1Z Viper
CH-53K King Stallion
Lockheed U2
A-10 Thunderbolt II
MQ-9 Reaper
LCAC
Mk.2 PBR
4x Cougar HE 6x6 (1 IED stricken)
M777 Howitzer
M198 Howitzer
It's difficult to imagine just how much this station has changed. Taken at 9 o'clock on a hot Summers evening sees 2epb 6230 at the head of a 6 car train arriving in platform 1, which will form a service back to Swanley, and on platform 2 4epb 5432 is about to depart for Sutton. The sign says platform 5 for Holborn Viaduct, now just a memory. 18 July 1985.
difficult to paint on that wall , and it was so cold , anyway happy to show you the first piece in 2011
It's really difficult to shoot these festivals and anyone who thinks otherwise should really read the following:
I was assigned both Foals and The National that were playing 15 minutes apart across an extremely crowded sold out park this past wekeend at Lollapalooza. This is Grant Park, which is incredible stretched out. To make matters worse, the stage closest to Foals was the stage Ellie Goulding had just finished playing. About five minutes before Foals was supposed to start and after Ellie had just finished, the stage manager told myself and all other photographers who had been waiting in line (As per my usual, I was there early for my assignment), that the band had decided they wanted photographers to shoot the last three songs instead of the first three.) I then ran like crazy to catch The National.
Now, you hear about stampedes and people dying at music festivals. I am prone to panic attacks and claustrophobia but the kind experienced by the throngs of Ellie Goulding fans was pretty beyond tolerable. I literally felt like I stopped breathing at one point and then I had to run even faster with all of my camera gear in tow just to not miss The National.
I shot The National (Matt Berninger is always dull in the first three songs anyway and now they have a right grab photo contract and all he did was wear sunglasses and slightly open his mouth). Then, I ran like crazy the 3/4s of a mile back to Foals and worked my way through another relentless crowd.
And, do you know what this photographer was told after she ran herself ragged and thought she was going to die? She was told that the band's manager had changed his mind halfway through the first song and decided photographers should shoot the beginning of the set. They wouldn't allow me in the photopit at all.
People, I am not one to give up on an assignment. When I couldn't get good pit shots of Justice last year because of that ridicous cross they sat on top of, I embedded myself in the crowd and got beer spilled down my back. I have been pushed and elbowed. I have been jeered at while running with all of the hopes of my knees not giving out "Get out of the way of the female photographer. She has to get her shot right now" said one sarcastic adolescent male on my way back to Foals.
But, I always get my shot. The festival organizers are actually incredibly nice to me but bands should really start making up their minds, though. That would be pretty helpful to a girl like me.
Official Foals website: www.foals.co.uk/
I sent Pitchfork both this shot and another shot. Here's a link to the shot they used and posted:
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On westbound Westjet plane; unfortunately due to lack of map function in the plane, location difficult to determine
I know these might not look like spectacular pictures, but they’re incredibly difficult to take. Ever heard the expression “quick as lightning”? So in the same split-second, you have to spot the lightning bolt in a sea of black clouds from 400 km above, aim at this minuscule white dot with your viewfinder and a big 800mm lens, focus (in the dark), and shoot. Needless to say this is impossible unless you figure out another technique… Oh well, maybe looking at the thunder striking the planet from above the massive night clouds doesn’t impress you, but I find it excessively beautiful and menacing, like swimming in deep dark waters at night and wondering what’s below you… Huge respect to Andreas Mogensen who only spent eight days on the ISS but still managed to capture a lightning strike and an even more elusive blue jet erupting upwards from it. His photo (well it was a video still actually) encouraged the "space storm hunter" ASIM facility that is now outside the Columbus module. It is purpose-built to take pictures like this, but they are not so beautiful as they use different wavelengths that are much more interesting and useful to scientists. Also it takes 720 pictures of our planet a minute... continuously, how can we compete with that? Come to think of it, Andreas must be an extremely lucky guy! ;) ASIM is revealing things nobody knew about thunderstorms, explaining new phenomena and discovering new ways of how lightning is interacting with our atmosphere and influencing our climate! www.esa.int/asim
Survolés de nuit, les orages sont spectaculaires, à la fois magnifiques et un peu inquiétants – un peu comme nager de nuit dans des eaux sombres sans savoir ce qui se cache dans les profondeurs... On devine la couverture nuageuse qui recouvre les lumières des villes et donne une texture ouatée au noir du sol, et puis de manière aléatoire, une espèce de boule de lumière s’allume ici et là et dessine les contours du nuage jusqu’ici complètement indistinct dans l’obscurité.
Pendant ma première mission, je n’ai jamais réussi à prendre d’orages en photo de nuit, pour la simple raison que la durée d’un éclair ne donne pas le temps de viser, faire la mise au point et prendre la photo… Cette fois-ci j’ai changé de tactique : je vise une zone d’orages intense avec une mise au point qui devrait être la bonne et je prends les photos au hasard en espérant avoir la chance qu’un éclair claque au moment où j’appuie sur le déclencheur (et que mon exposition et ma mise au point sont correctes). Pour une fois, après 5 minutes de mitraillage, je ne suis pas revenu bredouille de la chasse aux éclairs. Mon collègue et ami Andy Mogensen a quant à lui réussi à photographier des jets bleus jaillissant par-dessus un orage pendant sa mission en 2015, dans le cadre de l’expérience THOR, et a ainsi permis de lever le voile sur un phénomène jusque-là resté très mystérieux. A la suite de son cliché, l’ESA a fait installer l'équipement ASIM sur l’extérieur de la Station, capable de mitrailler les orages (longueurs d'ondes différentes et 720 photos par minute !). On a encore beaucoup à apprendre sur la foudre, notamment comment elle interagit avec notre atmosphère et influence notre climat.
Credits: ESA/NASA–T. Pesquet
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November 21st, 2042
A couple of hours after getting taken away by the Court of Owls, Batman awakens in a cell at an unknown location. Before he’s able to recover from the effects of the sedatives he got hit with and regain his strength two people dressed in black clothes, wielding sharp and gold-colored weapons, enter his cell and order him to follow them. As he struggles to stand up he notices that the exoskeleton from his suit has powered down, making it much more difficult to move around at all and leaving him in no shape to stand up against them. He complies and follows the one figure as the other one takes position behind him. After walking for a short while they end up in a long hallway, with a red carpet on the floor, expensive furniture on either side of the hall and large paintings hanging from the walls. Batman takes a look at the wall decorations and notices that every single painting features a person holding a strange owl-shaped mask in front of their face. There’s a door at the end of the hallway, guarded by two people wearing the same outfit as the ones escorting him. They open the door for them, giving way to a spacious and empty courtroom. Behind the judge’s desk stands a giant wooden statue of an owl, decorated with gold accents and lit with candles around it. On the sides of the room are several giant windows, all covered with dark red curtains which prevents any natural light from entering the place. Only Helena is sitting in the room, tied to a chair at the defendant’s table.
Batman gets escorted into the room and forced to sit on the chair next to Helena as he gets restrained as well. Before he can ask his daughter if she’s okay, the gates of the courtroom swing open as a group of masked individuals march into the room. They all silently take a seat on the public benches behind the two right as the jury enters the room as well, conveniently all wearing the same owl-shaped mask too. As they all sit down at the exact same time Helena begins nervously looking around her, intimidated by the situation she is now in. A door inside the giant owl statue opens, out of which a judge appears. Batman notices the judge seems to be the same person who appeared in the Wayne Tower and ordered them to come to the Court in the first place. He takes a seat, breaks the silence by slamming his hammer on the table and demands order in the courtroom, starting their trial against Batman and Robin.
The judge starts by telling about the Court of Owls, explaining how they have been around since Gotham was established decades ago. For years they managed to rule the city from the shadows, killing anyone who found out about their existence or opposed them using a group of specifically trained assassins called the Talons. When a certain masked vigilante began running around Gotham they didn’t see him as a threat at first. Finding that having him assassinated by the Talons would be a bit excessive they instead opted to orchestrate a series of events which would lead to a deranged serial killer by the name of Zsaz escaping from Arkham. Knowing that the Batman would take it upon himself to go after him, they hoped that he wouldn’t stand a chance against the killer and get killed while fighting him. However, they found themselves astonished as Batman managed to defeat Zsaz with ease, something they had not taken into consideration. Realizing the danger of him running around Gotham they considered ordering the Talons to murder him, but changed their mind after he coincidentally started targeting several of their opponents. The Court then decided to willingly let Batman fight the criminal world of Gotham without interfering, only stepping in if he accidentally stumbled upon them or started targeting them. All the while, the Court continued to influence the city from the shadows.
Roughly 5 years later, a long series of unfortunate events led to the Dark Knight retiring. With the Batman no longer being a possible threat to the Court, they decided to start spreading out their influence more while making certain their existence was kept a secret. Over the decades, dozens of wannabe vigilantes hoping to step into the footsteps of the Dark Knight started to make their way onto the streets. As rumors of a secret underground society who are secretly controlling Gotham started leaking, many of them started to seek them out and found their way right on the doorstep of the Court. In order to preserve their secret they were forced to murder everyone who stood in their way, having to cover up the assassinations to not arouse any suspicions. After decades of doing this the Court of Owls decided they could not continue covering up the disappearances of teen vigilantes, deciding to take action by making a statement by taking down the Dark Knight. Upon discovering his identity and tracking him down using the help of a deranged Edward Nigma and a frail Hugo Strange, they began orchestrating a long plot in order to get him to put on the suit again. One of the Talons assassinated Selina and left behind evidence to make him suspect the Joker, knowing this would motivate him to return to Gotham to investigate. By using a tiny improvised explosive device hidden within the playing card they hoped to detonate it while he was holding it within Arkham. However, they did not account for Batman giving the card to Joker himself, which allowed him to survive the blast and only killed the Clown Prince of Crime along with the other Arkman inmates. After so many years, they decided enough was enough; it was time to put him on trial in front of the Court of Owls for standing in their way too much.
Batman barely has any time to process what he just heard as the crowd and jury start shouting how they think they are guilty. There’s no way they would win a case against a kangaroo court like this; their decision was already made way before the trial started. The judge slams his hammer down again, silencing the chaos as he prepares to read his verdict. Due to being found guilty of interfering with the plans of the Court of Owls, Batman and Robin get sentenced to death at the hands of the Talons right now. The judge asks if he has anything to say about his verdict, but cuts him off right as he is about to speak up. The spectators and jury start cheering and clapping as two of the Talons walk into the courtroom, each entering on opposite sides of the room. They take their positions in front and behind the two, unsheathing their golden weapons to prepare for battle. One member of the Court gets ordered to untie the Dynamic Duo in order to make the odds more fair as the rest of the crowd prepares to watch as the Batman finally gets taken down by the Court of Owls after so many years.
The Talon behind Batman strikes first and stabs him in the back, but his armor prevents the blade from piercing through his skin. He manages to reactivate his exosuit and turns around, ready to fight again as he pulls out a Batarang from his belt. His enemy strikes again, aiming for the exposed skin around his mouth instead, but Batman manages to deflect it with his own weapon. He uses the opportunity to slice the Talon in the arm, although this doesn’t phase him. Batman holds his hand in front of his face and casts a glance at the spectators, seeing they are all silently toasting for their demise with expensive drinks in their hands. His short distraction gives the Talon an opportunity to successfully hit him, but Helena deflects the attack at the last moment with her own weapon stick. He compliments her for being able to stand her ground against their opponents before continuing the battle. The Talon starts attacking more and more fiercely, slowly managing to weaken Batman’s defenses while coming closer to getting a successful strike on him. He tries his best to keep up with him, but Batman slowly starts to become weaker and weaker with every attack. Right as he is about to slash the Dark Knight in the face, the leader of the Court suddenly commands the assassins to stop attacking. Unsure of what to do, the Talons lay down their weapons for a moment as they watch what their leader’s intentions are right now. He mutters something about hearing a weird noise outside as he walks towards the window and lifts up the curtains. Batman tries to get a glimpse of the outside world to locate their hideout if they manage to get out, but he soon picks up the sound outside too; he hears the loud revving of an engine in the distance slowly coming towards them, accompanied by the sound of a car horn. The crowd gathers around the window to see what the commotion is about, but quickly runs away in terror as the Batmobile crashes through the wall at full speed.
Pieces of debris rain down everywhere as the vehicle comes to a screeching halt right in front of Batman and Robin. Chaos ensues in the room as each member of the Court desperately tries to make their escape, terrified of the imposing black vehicle which just crashed through the wall of their hideout. The door opens as the person driving the Batmobile beeps the horn, prompting them to jump inside. Batman kicks the Talon in front of him to the ground and hits the other one in the chest with several batarangs to give them a window to escape. He and Helena jump inside the Batmobile as he takes control of the steering wheel, closing the door right before the Talons can make their way inside. He puts his boot on the gas pedal and activates the rocket booster in order to make their escape from the Court. As they are driving through the streets of Gotham early in the morning, Barbara appears on one of the screens of the console, asking if they are alright. She explains that she left the Wayne Enterprises building for a short moment to check up on her case at the GCPD, but when she returned she saw the camera footage of them getting abducted. Although it was impossible for her to track them down at first since the Court of Owls covered up almost all of their tracks, Batman reactivating his high-tech suit set off a GPS signal which allowed her to pinpoint their location. With the help of a new modification to the Batmobile she was able to remotely control the armored vehicle for a while to reach the place and to help them escape.
Helena sighs of relief, tired of the confrontation they just went through when she says that they must’ve escaped the Court by now. However, right after she says this the two feel something landing on the roof of the Batmobile. Before they can react, one of the Talon’s golden weapons cuts through the armored material like butter, making an opening for himself to enter the vehicle. Batman stands up from his seat and orders Helena to drive despite her not having any driving experience yet as he deals with the Talon standing in the cramped open space in the back of the Batmobile. He makes his way towards him, feeling the cold morning air cut through his skin while he begins punching his enemy. After hitting him a couple of times the Talon catches his fist inside his hand, landing a couple of strikes on his face and damaging his cowl before Batman kicks him right in the stomach. The impact of the kick makes him land hard on the cold floor of the Batmobile, but before he can recover Batman leaps on top of him and starts pounding him in the head. He stops for a short moment to charge up his exosuit for a bigger punch, but the vehicle suddenly making a sharp turn to get outside of Gotham, makes him miss the Talon and denting the floor instead. While he recovers and tries to get another punch in, the other Talon lands on the front of the car and begins damaging the engine. Helena makes a couple more sharp turns in an effort to get him off the car but all it does is make Batman lose his balance, giving him a disadvantage in the fight. As smoke begins coming from the engine Helena loses control of the vehicle, prompting Batman to abandon the fight to prevent them from going off the road. However, he is too late; before he can do anything, the Batmobile crashes through the guardrail on the ride of the road, sending them all tumbling down a hill.
When Helena regains consciousness, she feels herself getting dragged out of the wreckage which was once the Batmobile. Pieces of wreckage are scattered everywhere as the smell of smoke fills her nose. Once she is at a safe distance away from the wreck, she is able to properly see the damage; the Batmobile is laying upside down with a fire having erupted in the engine as several important components of the car have been damaged or broken off. Suddenly, she notices one of the Talons crawling away from the wreck. His outfit has been torn and burned, with him being unable to walk because of the crash. Batman sees him too, and begins slowly walking towards him. The Talon notices this and for the first time he hears one of them speak as he begins pleading for him to put him out of his misery. Batman stays silent for a while before telling him to go back to the Court. He wants him to relay a message to them, warning that it will take much more than this to take down Batman. They tried their best to get rid of him, and they failed. If they try this again, he won't be taken by surprise like this time and warns that he will do whatever it takes to take down the entire Court by himself. The Talon begins crying out that the Court of Owls will just murder him for this fiasco, but Batman ignores him and turns around leaving him on his own. He calls Barbara to pick them up as he puts an arm around Helena, complimenting her for what she did today as the Batmobile continues to burn down behind them.
Roughly a week has passed since the incident with the Court. Despite Bruce and Barbara’s best efforts, they haven't managed to track down the Court again; upon returning to the place where he was taken to to be put on trial, he only found an empty and abandoned building with all of the furniture and decorations taken away. Barbara has taken the wreckage of the Batmobile back to the Wayne Enterprises building, developing plans to rework the vehicle into something else instead of simply rebuilding it.
During a boring evening at the Wayne Building, the regularly scheduled tv programme gets interrupted by a newsflash; A terrorist going by the name of Bane, suspected to be the person responsible for getting a majority of Gotham addicted to Venom, has attacked the Gotham Stock Exchang. In a publicly broadcasted video he revealed to have gotten his hands on a decaying neutron bomb which is set to detonate this Christmas Eve. In his video he directly challenged the Dark Knight, saying that he is only willing to stop the bomb from exploding if he manages to defeat him. Confident that he can save Gotham once more, Bruce suits up and sets out to bring down Bane. Helena offers to join to help take him down, but Batman declines as he fears not going to him alone could have severe consequences. Without being able to use the Batmobile to get around for the time being, he climbs to the top of the building and decides to make use out of his new experimental cape glider. He leaps off the structure as he spreads out his cape, which folds out in the shape of the wings of a bat allowing him to glide to the financial district.
After gliding for a while, Batman lands on top of the glass roof of the Stock Exchange building giving him a good look at the situation. Right below him he can make out the figure of Bane, surrounded by several of his goons, all guarding the neutron bomb. He uses a Batarang to cut a hole into the glass to grant him access into the building. After jumping down the hole he lands right in front of Bane, quickly alerting him of his presence. This is the first time he has gotten a good look at the terrorist; before him stands a very big and muscular man, wearing a black luchador-esque mask which conceals his face. Batman catches a glimpse of a big tank filled with Venom on his back with tubes attached to it, all injected straight into his skin and mask. His goons, all having taken some of the strength-enhancing drugs as well, point their guns at the Dark Knight but Bane tells them to lower their weapons. After telling them to step back he stretches out his arms, challenging the Dark Knight to a one-on-one fight. Batman agrees, taking off his utility belt and preparing for the fight. He laughs, his voice muffled by the mask, asking himself if he will be a match to him or if he will go down as easily as his other opponents as Batman charges towards him.
Batman strikes first, getting in several powerful blows, but it doesn’t even seem to phase his opponent. He pauses for a short moment and tries to continue the fight, but Bane catches his hand before it can hit him. Batman hears something crack when he clenches his fist, feeling that his glove has been damaged. Before he can recover, Bane grabs him with both arms and headbutts him with a lot of force. The blow almost makes him lose his balance, but his opponent grabs him by the throat before he falls to the ground and punches him right in the face several times. Batman starts to taste blood in his mouth but is unwilling to give up so easily. He releases himself from Bane’s grip and tackles him to the ground, using all his strength to kick him in the face several times. Again, his opponent is unperturbed by his attempts to fight back, simply taking the blows without flinching. As Bane doesn't fight back Batman becomes overconfident for a moment, not noticing as his arm reaches out for his leg. He grabs a hold of it and janks it towards him, making him fall to the ground again.
‘’You know, I used to admire you. Hearing all about your heroics back when I was growing up motivated me to be better than I already was. But now that I am not a bright-eyed and naive child anymore, I’m finally able to see you for what you really are; A pathetic elderly man, having to rely on some high-tech suit to even attempt to compete with me!’’
Bane raises his fists in the air, bringing them down with full force on the chest of the Dark Knight. Although his suit absorbs most of the strike to prevent his ribs from breaking upon impact, Batman still feels the pain from his attack and notices the armor on his chest having shattered.
‘’Over the years, I've dreamt of being the one who would kill the legendary Batman. However, I have recently come to the conclusion that killing you would only end your agony and silence your shame.’’
He attempts to fight back again and gathers his strength to reply to his opponent’s comments, but Bane silences him with a nasty kick in the gut before he can do so.
‘’I don't think you quite know who I am. I’m not some scarecrow or a riddler. I’m not a jester or a clown! I’m not a flightless bird nor a cryogenic scientist! And most importantly, i am not some rich guy playing dress-up!’’
Bane begins continuously stomping Batman in the face, slowly cracking open his mask more and more with each kick. By the time his cowl has been completely destroyed Batman has been knocked unconscious, having collapsed after all of the attacks.
‘’ I AM BANE! AND I WILL BREAK YOU!’’
As his goons cheer him on, Bane picks up the defeated body of the Dark Knight and raises it over his head. He slowly spins around like he’s showing a trophy to his friends, reveling as the realization that he has become the one to truly break the Bat begins to set in. Batman regains consciousness, but only just in time to feel himself getting driven down towards the ground as he collides with Bane’s knee.
With one nasty snap, he quickly finds his body in anguish as his spine has completely shattered. Bane drops him to the ground and commands his henchmen to take the bombs and go away, taking the broken mask of the Dark Knight with him as a trophy before leaving himself as well. Batman tries to move, but becomes terrified when he notices that he is unable to even move. With this one attack, Bane has paralyzed the Bat.
Quite some time passes before someone arrives to pick up the wounded Bruce. He gets taken to the Wayne Building instead of a hospital in order to preserve his secret identity, where he gets hooked up to some medical equipment to keep him alive. As the days pass by, Gotham begins to decay more and more into chaos as the threat of a neutron bomb decimating the city gets closer. Each attempt made by the police force to disarm the explosive has led to nothing, leading to many of the city’s residents deciding to get out while they still can. Despite Bruce being in no state at all to fight back against Bane, he stubbornly refuses to leave the city as he believes his back will he recovered enough before the bomb is set to go off. Along with this he also feels personally responsible for letting this happen and does not want Gotham to fall under his watch.
Less than a week is now left before the bomb is set to go off. Bane had taken his bomb to the city centre, where his henchmen are guarding him all day to prevent anyone from interfering with his plan. With no sign of his spine recovering in the slightest, Helena and Barbara are urging Bruce to leave the city with them, as they know nobody else is left to stop him. Barbara is close to converting the damaged Batmobile to an airborne vehicle and tells him it could be fit to get them out of there. However, he does not want to hear any of it and keeps insisting that he can find a solution. In an old scientific report about the Venom drug he read some time ago, he noticed it stating that taking the drug can completely heal severe wounds within moments. With his mind set on this new opportunity to save Gotham he asks Barbara to get him a sample of the substance, hoping this will put him in a position to fight back again. Despite her hesitation she agrees to do so, although she warns him that this is only a short-term solution for a permanent problem for him.
When she returns, Bruce has removed the armor from his arms and prepared a new suit to help him control himself while under the effects of the drug. Barbara reluctantly hands him a syringe filled with Venom, but before she does so she tells him that the scientific reports he read left out some important details. It's true that taking Venom can heal severe and permanent injuries in a matter of moments, but the catch is that once the drug’s effects have worn off the injuries will just return, sometimes getting even worse as a result. Bruce tells her he is more than willing to sacrifice himself if it means that he is gonna be able to save Gotham once more as he grabs the syringe out of her hand. Before any of them can react, he slams the needle into his skin and presses the plunger down allowing the substance to enter into his bloodstream. Bruce feels the effects hitting him almost instantly, and before he knows it he finds himself able to stand on his own again. While he struggles to keep himself from succumbing to the drug’s effects he puts on a new suit; an outfit plated with a gold-colored metal and with a reinforced cowl and cape. Ready for battle, he makes his way to the newly designed Batwing to take himself to the city center to face off against Bane.
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After a rather difficult winter, we saw this bud last night; the plant is sheltered in the entryway from harsh north and south winds.
Dashed out today with makeshift plastic raincoat over the camera--the tripod tolerates rain more readily.
FOS! Not of a bird in the rain, but our first flower. Don't generally photograph flowers, but so good to see a bloom in the rain.
1/400 sec; f/8; ISO 320
Manual exposure, tripod
Many thanks for looking.
Please forgive my grumpiness of late.
This is by far my favorite since I''ve started with my high speed photo hobby.
It was also the most dangerous and difficult to setup and clean. Bullets will go wild when they hit the water, no way to predict wher they will go :( The amount of the water sprayed around was unbelievable. Covering all the high voltage electronics and camera equipment took more than one hour and much more time required to clean up the mess.
An evening smoking session in progress in Varanasi ghat. With the sky in the Background with cloud pattern, it was a little difficult shot but definitely worth it.
It has been a while.... And I miss it! I used to go once a week when I worked in Viborg. But now working here in Aarhus, time and not having a car makes it difficult.
Apple iPhone 11 Pro Max
iPhone 11 Pro Max back triple camera 1.54mm f/2.4
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Difficult times for travelers during the Coronavirus Global Crisis.
I know these might not look like spectacular pictures, but they’re incredibly difficult to take. Ever heard the expression “quick as lightning”? So in the same split-second, you have to spot the lightning bolt in a sea of black clouds from 400 km above, aim at this minuscule white dot with your viewfinder and a big 800mm lens, focus (in the dark), and shoot. Needless to say this is impossible unless you figure out another technique… Oh well, maybe looking at the thunder striking the planet from above the massive night clouds doesn’t impress you, but I find it excessively beautiful and menacing, like swimming in deep dark waters at night and wondering what’s below you… Huge respect to Andreas Mogensen who only spent eight days on the ISS but still managed to capture a lightning strike and an even more elusive blue jet erupting upwards from it. His photo (well it was a video still actually) encouraged the "space storm hunter" ASIM facility that is now outside the Columbus module. It is purpose-built to take pictures like this, but they are not so beautiful as they use different wavelengths that are much more interesting and useful to scientists. Also it takes 720 pictures of our planet a minute... continuously, how can we compete with that? Come to think of it, Andreas must be an extremely lucky guy! ;) ASIM is revealing things nobody knew about thunderstorms, explaining new phenomena and discovering new ways of how lightning is interacting with our atmosphere and influencing our climate! www.esa.int/asim
Survolés de nuit, les orages sont spectaculaires, à la fois magnifiques et un peu inquiétants – un peu comme nager de nuit dans des eaux sombres sans savoir ce qui se cache dans les profondeurs... On devine la couverture nuageuse qui recouvre les lumières des villes et donne une texture ouatée au noir du sol, et puis de manière aléatoire, une espèce de boule de lumière s’allume ici et là et dessine les contours du nuage jusqu’ici complètement indistinct dans l’obscurité.
Pendant ma première mission, je n’ai jamais réussi à prendre d’orages en photo de nuit, pour la simple raison que la durée d’un éclair ne donne pas le temps de viser, faire la mise au point et prendre la photo… Cette fois-ci j’ai changé de tactique : je vise une zone d’orages intense avec une mise au point qui devrait être la bonne et je prends les photos au hasard en espérant avoir la chance qu’un éclair claque au moment où j’appuie sur le déclencheur (et que mon exposition et ma mise au point sont correctes). Pour une fois, après 5 minutes de mitraillage, je ne suis pas revenu bredouille de la chasse aux éclairs. Mon collègue et ami Andy Mogensen a quant à lui réussi à photographier des jets bleus jaillissant par-dessus un orage pendant sa mission en 2015, dans le cadre de l’expérience THOR, et a ainsi permis de lever le voile sur un phénomène jusque-là resté très mystérieux. A la suite de son cliché, l’ESA a fait installer l'équipement ASIM sur l’extérieur de la Station, capable de mitrailler les orages (longueurs d'ondes différentes et 720 photos par minute !). On a encore beaucoup à apprendre sur la foudre, notamment comment elle interagit avec notre atmosphère et influence notre climat.
Credits: ESA/NASA–T. Pesquet
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It was quite challenging to get a halfway acceptable shot with this lens (300mm) on a windy day
My Dear Friends in this difficult time we need so much Hope, Light, Love, Warmth...
Here is I would love to share " Moving stories of the people from Japan", which I received from my Dearest hearty friend - Bridgy, you can see her photostream, full of light and love here: www.flickr.com/photos/10334788@N02/
Thank you, Bridgy, very much for your support!
°Moving stories of the people from Japan. °
I translated some from @prayforjapan, some are from TV news I am hearing. There is so much love and hope and beautiful stories even in such devastated times.
A high school boy was saved because he climbed up on top of the roof of a department store during the flood. The flood came so suddenly, that he saw people just below him.. trying to climb up the roof … being taken by the flood. But he knew that he had to leave something that showed that he and these others were alive… so he kept filming that situation. He still cant reach his parents but he says, its no body’s fault. There is no one to blame. So I know we have to stay strong and be positive. That is the mission of those who are alive.
I saw a little boy thanking the station staff saying “thank you so much for trying hard to run the train last night” the staff had tears in his eyes, and I was crying…
In the super market where all the things fell, people were picking up things so neatly together, and then quietly stand in line to buy food. I was glad to be a Japanese.
A foreign friend told me, they were shocked to see a looong queu form so neatly behind one public phone. Everyone waited so patiently to use the phone even though everyone must have been eager to call their families.
The traffic was horrible!! Only one car can move forward at green light. But everyone was driving so calmly. During the 10 hour drive (which would only take 30 minutes normally) the only horns I heard was a horn of thank you. It was a fearful time … but then again a time of warmth and it made me love Japan more.
Last night when I was walking home (cause all traffic stopped) an old lady from the bakery shop which was totally passed their closing time was giving out free bread. Even at times like this, people were trying to find what they can do and it made my heart warm.
When I was waiting at the plat form, so tired and exhausted… a homeless person came to us and gave a cardboard to sit on… even though we usually ignored them in our daily life… it was so warm
Suntory (juice company) are giving out free drinks, phone company creating more wi-fi spots, 1000000 noodles given from food company… everyone is helping the best they can. We have to do our best too, to stand up.
When I was walking home for 4 hours… there was a lady holding a sign that said “please use our toilet” they were opening their house for people to go to the restroom. When I saw that, it made me cry feeling the warmth of people
At Disneyland, they were giving out candies. High school girls were taking so many so I was thinking “what???” but then the next minute, they ran to the children in the evacuation place and handed it to them. That was a sweet gesture.
When there is a black out, there are people working to fix it. When the water stops there are people working to fix that too.. and when there is problem with nuclear energy there are people going there to fix that. It doesn’t fix automatically. While we are waiting for things to be fixed saying we are cold.. there are people risking their life to fix it.
An old man at the evacuation shelter was saying “whats going to happen now..” and then a young high school boy sitting next to him said “don’t worry!! When we grow up, we will promise to fix it back !!” and was rubbing the old mans back. And when I was listening to that conversation, I felt hope. There is a bright future
Okay, so we experienced the world biggest… M9.0 Then we got to make the world biggest energy and love too… to build back our life.
See @prayforjapan for more…
I like to look out the window and see trees and greenery. Yet being close to the hub of human activity has a certain appeal. I might think of living in a more urban setting if going places became more difficult (mind you, I live in suburbia). However, these apartments remind me of the song "Little Boxes." people.wku.edu/charles.smith/MALVINA/mr094.htm
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-Here you have the other session that I made in Ibiza with Juan and Cora. It was in the Migjorn Suites Hotel because we stayed there three nights.
-Aquí os dejo la otra sesión que realizé en Ibiza con Juan y Cora, fue en el hotel Migjorn Suites ya que nos quedamos allí tres noches.
Model: Juan Paramio and Coraima Seda
MUA: Cora
Styling: Pablo Ronald
Photographer: Pablo Ronald
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Bangladesh is going through a difficult period of time- the country has seen more hartals than regular days in the past few weeks.
This series of strikes are affecting the general mass, hampering business like never before, creating hysteria in the minds of the people.
GEC Circle.Chittagong.
"The first and most difficult challenge Ferrari always faces when it decides to develop a new model is to push the boundaries of its own achievements yet again.
This challenge is made all the tougher when the task at hand involves designing a new 12-cylinder engine, the power unit that hailed the start of the glorious Prancing Horse story 70 years ago in 1947.
On this occasion, intensive research and development focused on exploiting Ferrari’s wealth of track-derived engineering know-how has produced the 812 Superfast, designed to offer its drivers both benchmark performance across the board and the most riveting and rewarding driving experience possible..."
Source: Ferrari
Photographed in Northern Ireland.
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Dakar, Sénégal
Les Lébous, traditionnellement peuple de pêcheurs, habitaient déjà au Cap Vert bien avant l'arrivée des colons. Beaucoup d'entre eux sont propriétaires fonciers, ils sont ainsi épargnés des loyers élevés de Dakar. Je buvais le 3e thé avec l'oncle pendant qu'il m'expliquait les difficultés d'obtenir régulièrement du travail sur les docks quand les enfants sont sortis par curiosité.
Lébous, traditionally people of fishermen, already lived in the Cap Vert well before in the arrival of the colonists. Many of them are property owners, they are so spared high rents of Dakar. I was drinking the third tea with the uncle while he explained to me the difficulties to find regularly a job on the docks when children came outside with a lot of curiosity.
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North American Aviation (NAA) artist’s concept of a post-Apollo(?) lunar base/colony, with an Astronaut in the foreground exploring the surface.
It’s very difficult to date this photograph. The space suit appears to be a Mercury-Gemini combination, with rope-on-hip. I expected the half-dome shelters to be helpful as far as dating the image…nope. Note what appear to be directional communications antennas possessed by all, specifically the one extending up from the Astronaut’s portable life support system, which would be a non-starter I’d think. The terrain, specifically the steep lunar peaks, would seem to place it earlier during my time-span guess. The crevasse, a popular lunar surface feature in early lunar depictions, also hints at this being by Gary Meyer. That, along with it being of NAA origin.
Then there’s the orbiting spacecraft. What the hell is that/are they? To me, it looks like a lifting body/shuttle-like craft just below and to the right of the rectangular primary/mothership, which also has an odd appendage at its forward end.
I like it, it’s bold, it’s the moon, humans are on it, and it’s a little enigmatic.
Finally, what actually struck me the most, the prophetic pose of the Astronaut. See the linked photograph below.
- Difficult is to match, at the same time, in one place and also, also ...., in the same plane .........Difficult, but not impossible .......
- Difícil es coincidir, en el mismo momento, en mismo lugar, y además, además...., en el mismo plano.........Dificil, pero no imposible.......
Difficult to distinguish this animal from the Arctic Ground Squirrel, but I believe this is the Kamchatka Marmot.
This is a notoriously difficult church to photograph owing to the over-forestation of the small graveyard. There seems to be more trees than tombstones. Clear views from the south, east and north are virtually impossible.
A pity really, as it is a handsome flint church with stone dressings largely of the 14th and 15th centuries standing on the site of a former Saxon church. It stands in a prominent position near the brow of a hill on the north side of the village, overlooking the village green.
The 15th century west tower has flush flint and stone panelling, set back buttresses and a half octagonal stair turret on the south face. The parapet is castellated and the upper stage of the tower has octagonal buttresses terminated by crocketted pinnacles.
The aisles and chancel have castellated parapets. The south arcade of the nave is 14th century with octagonal piers with concave sides. The north arcade has plain octagonal piers. The font is 13th century with a square bowl on a moulded central shaft and 4 corner pillars. There is a fine 15th century octagonal pulpit with traceried panels.
The chancel was rebuilt in 1855 and has some fascinating windows by the Ward & Hughes workshop. They depict scenes from the life of Christ - the summoning of the Disciples, the raising of Jairus's daughter - but some of the figures in the scenes have 19th century faces, and are wearing 19th century clothes. These are memorial windows to the figures worked into the scenes, and the brass plaques that name them are also by Ward & Hughes. The astonishing one is the consumptive figure of Jairus's daughter, who is represented by Winifred Frances Fisher, a 17 year old girl who died suddenly in 1892. Her plaque notes that she was Perfected in a short time. She lies on her death bed, her silvery curls flowing across the pillow in a perfect moment of late Victorian sentiment. Rather odder is the figure of her father, in full 19th Century formal wear, who peers curiously from behind the backs of St Peter and St Andrew as they are called on the lake shore.
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Difficult to spot at the best of times, this cleverly camouflaged individual was half-way up a pretty tall tree in a shady section of Minnippi Parklands.
It's very difficult to capture the Milky Way reflected in water, because any slight amount of wind or movement in the water will ruin the reflection. But the calm, tranquil evening from the sunset shot posted yesterday continued well into the night, resulting in Center Lake's water being like a mirror and giving me the opportunity to capture the Milky Way reflected in the glass-like water!
To add to my good fortune, a camper in the distance was walking around with his lantern, providing some illumination on the landscape surrounding the lake!