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Dramatic lighting conditions on this paroramic view of Upper Teesdale from Stable Edge, taking in Holwick (left) to Ettersgill (Right).
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A very brief burst of sunshine provides backlighting for the mist lifting off Crossthwaite Common and creating an eerie effect around Kirkcarrion.
Mid April. A storm system passed through this area yesterday and it really was beautiful. I would have loved to have gone out early in the morning to take pictures as the snow managed to coat the north-east side of every tree - spectacular! Alas, it was not to be, but I did capture this eerie light illuminating the blowing snow on these drifts later on in the day.
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i watched him through the quiet pulse of the christmas market in valencia, where lights hung low and laughter flickered like fire. he sat alone, cloaked in a heavy hood and the evening’s chill, his brush dancing delicately across the canvas. the world blurred around him—soft hands and loud steps—but he stayed, focused, lost in his craft. each line he painted seemed carved from his soul, a quiet language of patience and purpose. the scarf curled at his neck like a tether to earth, but his mind drifted elsewhere, where tiny art could bloom unnoticed, untouched.
his hands told stories the crowd would never hear, and in the faint glow of lamps, i froze time.
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Sunshine and Shadows on these two typical Upper Teesdale hill farms at Harwood in strong sunshine and a dramatic sky.
Not controlled.
Not lost.
Alive,
in motion,
just beyond restraint.
Part of the series Reflections Without Mirrors
Carved by the slow and relentless forces of nature, the famous hole of Torghatten pierces straight through the mountain on the island of Torget in Brønnøy, Norway. Standing here, looking westward toward the sea, it feels like a passage between worlds — a gateway where rock, light, and ocean meet.
According to legend, the hole was created when the troll Hestmannen shot an arrow after a fleeing maiden. The mountain king of Sømna threw his hat to save her, and as the rising sun turned them all to stone, the hat became Torghatten — with the arrow’s path forming the hole we see today.
Fun fact: The hole is 160 meters long, 35 meters high, and 20 meters wide — large enough to walk through, with a stunning view of the Helgeland coast on the other side.
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Jokulsarlon glacier lagoon is one of Icelands most spectacular sights, located about 60 km east of Skaftafell National Park and almost 400 km from Reykjavik. Jokulsarlon borders south and east part Iceland, at the roots of Europe's largest glacier Vatnajokull. Breidamerkurjokull, an outlet glacier of the great glacier Vatnajokull, crumbles down the steep mountainside of the glacier and big icebergs break off into the lagoon where they float around before melting. This is a very popular sightseeing attraction, widely regarded as the most picturesque scenery in all of south Iceland. At the time when the first settlers arrived in Iceland around 900 AD, the edge of the glacier tongue of Breidamerkurjokull, is thought to have been about 20 km further north than it is now. Many commercials and several major international motion pictures have been filmed at this exotic location, including James Bond's “Die Another Day” and “Batman Begins”.
We were very lucky with the amazing weather and light during whole trip in Iceland. This was particularly very magical moment which I have enhanced with longer exposure time.
Camera Model: Canon EOS 5D Mark II; Lens: EF17-40mm f/4L USM; Focal length: 31.00 mm; Aperture: 20; Exposure time: 30.0 s; ISO: 100
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On croit que la lumière révèle ce que l'on voit.
En réalité, elle révèle surtout ce que l'on ressent.
La scène disparaît.
Il ne reste que le dialogue entre une âme et la lumière.
EN We think light reveals what we see.
In truth, it reveals what we feel.
The stage fades away.
Only the conversation between a soul and the light remains.
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Tramlines through a field of ripe barley blowing in a brisk wind as a heavy squally shower comes over. Thorpe, Lower Teesdale.
“I’d rather leave shining than simply drift"
Beneath the door
The last sliver of light
From yet another day slips through.
Like a star,
It moves across the carpet,
Then comes to rest beside me.
And the wound that’s been left behind
Opens like a hand,
Gently caressing me with peace.
It’s the sharp pain
Of hope that has come to an end,
Yet it will never leave.
Never.
Never.
Never.
Never.
It will never leave.
I light another cigarette,
Lying in the same bed
Where I slept yesterday.
The smoke disappears
As it reaches the light bulb
That will never shine again.
And the love we made
Suddenly returns,
Like lightning over the sea.
It’s a heavy treasure
That drags me to the depths,
But I’ll never let it go.
Never.
Never.
Never.
Never.
I’ll never let it go.
Because despite all the pain,
I’d rather sink while shining
Than simply drift.
Because despite all the pain,
I’d rather sink while shining
Than simply drift.
(Pic From the Archive.
Reworwer 2026)
A gaze caught between light and shadow, where darkness becomes part of the portrait. Sometimes, the most striking stories are told without a word.
Beneath the silent weight of the aircraft, a solitary figure waits — caught somewhere between memory, machinery and the promise of flight.
He was photographing a historic conrner clock. Meanwhile the light surrounding him and his partner was offering all the drama I could hope for on a Monday morning in downtwon San Antonio.
Some feelings are too large for small hands, and still the hands try to hold them.
This black-and-white child portrait feels like one of those private seconds when childhood becomes suddenly full of weather. The face is framed by both hands, not in a pose of performance, but in a gesture of instinct, as though the child is trying to keep a thought, a worry, or a whole rushing world from spilling out. The eyes meet the camera directly, wide and questioning, carrying more than the mouth can say.
The darkness behind the child does not explain anything. It simply removes the noise, leaving only light, skin, curls, fingers, shadow, and expression. In monochrome, the portrait becomes less about appearance and more about feeling. The curls seem restless. The hands become a small shelter. The gaze becomes the centre of the room.
This is the power of fine-art child portraiture when it refuses easy sweetness. Childhood is not always laughter, innocence, and soft light. Sometimes it is confusion. Sometimes it is intensity. Sometimes it is a small person trying to understand a world that has suddenly grown too big.
And in that overwhelmed little face, the silence finally speaks.
The image depicts a woman in a sophisticated pose, wearing an elegant black off-shoulder dress, against a textured wall with geometric patterns. Her makeup is polished, and she has a poised expression.
Model : Fanny, Location:
SKP, Chengdu, Sichuan province, China
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Another view from this weekend's very pretty sunset at El Matador State Beach. There are so many great rocks and sea stacks and arches at this beach, the comps seem almost endless. The tide was also just right that evening--not too high, not too low--for lots of playing around with water motion.
A moment of stillness.
The young white tiger pauses, eyes deep with calm strength, framed by sunlight and shadow.
This portrait is part of my curated series Dramanimalier, a tribute to powerful and expressive animal souls.
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A quiet moment where light, texture and innocence meet.
The contrast between fragile childhood and ancient stone creates a silent dialogue between time and presence.
Sometimes the smallest figure carries the strongest story.
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The briefest of bright intervals highlights the wall leading to a tree on the horizon as a fierce squall blows in.
Lit from behind with an SB600 in a snoot, from front right with an SB700 in a softbox, and from front left with an SB600 in a softbox. The light from behind was the hero here, and the sidelight was just to fill in a little. Power levels were adjusted until they looked right. Strobes were triggered by the pop up flash on my D90.
Other plants and flowers that I've photographed using strobes can be seen in my strobe lit plant set. In the description, I list resources that I've used to learn how to do this. www.flickr.com/photos/9422878@N08/sets/72157628079460544/...
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A blustery day of patches of bright sunshine passing quickly down the dale. One of them lights up a patch of Rosebay Willow Herb and thistles in the foreground, another set is shining on Holwick in the middle distance and a third on Cronkley Fell and Scar in the background. Taken from Stable Edge above Newbiggin.
This is the last photo of my summer sunset-series taken here in South Florida on a wildly colorful night in late August. It was a still night with no wind and it seemed to have all of the elements needed; decent cloud formations, good color, soft mist and great reflections. The scenes seemed to change slowly from minute to minute and it lasted for well over an hour. Hope you have enjoyed my rendition of the evening and thanks so much for looking ~ Florida Everglades U.S.A.
[With complete lack of mountains; it forces us to be
more creative with light, composition and reflection]
(ten more photos of 'this night' in the comments)
You know if you rent a house from someone to enjoy your holiday in you'll often find a little book. In this book there are all kinds of notes from people who have enjoyed their holidays in the same house.
This is the book I'm talking about.
My last upload: www.flickr.com/photos/dheuts/3804259707/
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The remote isolated hill farm at Lingy Hill, Harwood, Upper Teesdale. A hole in the cloud cover lights it up together with meadows coloured pale from recent haymaking. More cutting is in progress to the right of the black and white barns.