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A solitary birch tree resplendant in autumn colour, lit up in very strong sunshine against a dark sky background. Taken from the Pennine Way long distance footpath a short distance upstream from Low Force.
Copyright Jeanelle Caraway. Entry for FLARE Competition - www.flarecompetition.com.
Description: f - 20
SS - 1/80th of a second
Canon 5D
Lens - 24-105L
Processing - Grunge action to slightly desaturate colors, and bring out the texture of the barn.
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captured in the stillness of schiphol airport during the late afternoon, this image reveals a solitary figure in motion, their outline softened against the bright backdrop of sunlight filtering through the window blinds. the afternoon sun creates a burst of light, casting elongated, dramatic shadows on the floor, and giving the scene a cinematic quality. the photograph speaks to the transient moments of quiet and contemplation found in the hustle of travel, where time seems to slow, and even the busiest places can feel deserted.
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For a short time on this particular morning, the cloud cover went quite dark and sinister, but with the occasional brief break. One allowed a patch of sunlight to fall on this derelict barn which is situated alongside the Teesdale Way long distace footpath at Thorpe, near Whorlton.
Day 33 of 365 – INHALATION APPARATUS
After having taken part in spin class for the last couple of years; on the recommendation of my friend Keith, I decided to try the step class with him. Now I think I’m decent shape, and my stamina has always been pretty good; so I figured what the hell…..”LET’S DO THIS!”
We started off nice and slow. Up, Up, Down, Down, Up..Up…Down…..Down. Piece of cake! Then it started……..And we’re off! That’s right OFF. I was totally OFF! They went up, I was going down. They spun right, I spun left. They kicked, I was stepping. Oh my god, I was spinning in circles.
As the class wasn’t a complete failure, towards the end I actually started to catch on to some extent. Talk about an extreme workout. I was actually enjoying it; however stupid I may have appeared. About 8 mins before class was over (in the HIGH INTENSITY portion) I realized I was seeing little white stars. “Holy crap……this can’t be good. Ok think quick, think quick! You can walk out now; OR you can pass out in about 15 seconds!” So I swallowed my pride (as I was one of only two guys in the class) and walked to the hidden alcove and sat down on the cooooool tile. After 8 mins or so I had marginally recovered; just in time for class to end. I spent the remainder of the evening re-hydrating and recalculating, and soaking my calves……lol. (Not really, but I should have)
Lesson learned: Eat plenty of complex carbs the morning of step class; I’m going to need that extra energy! WHEW…..spin class has NOTHING on step!
Oh yea, I’m secure enough to take a step class with 25 woman in the fish bowl (the room with the mirrors on three sides and the plate looking glass on the fourth) and then write about almost passing out. That’s right…..That’s how I roll!
Setup Shot: www.flickr.com/photos/grizzelle/4597543495/
Outtake Shot With Bob: www.flickr.com/photos/grizzelle/4597540969/
Strobist INFO:
Shutter Speed 1/120
Aperture 5.7
ISO 100
Lens – Tamron 28-300 MM
Focal Length 130mm
White Bal – Flash Sync
Setup time: 25 Min
VERY LITTLE ambient light (pre focused and the lights were out)
Flashpoint Monolight 1820 at 1\16 power with 40’’ softbox 4.5 ft from subject.
580exII at 1\16 power with snoot approx 4ft above subject
580exII at 1\16 power behind subject head approx 2 ft away for rim light
40’’ silver reflector at 45’’ degree angle at subject feet for fill light.
Evening – 9:25pm
Subject – Me
Dramatic light highlights Big Brum in Chamberlain Square.
Chamberlain Square or Chamberlain Place is a public square in central Birmingham, England. It includes the Birmingham Central Library, Birmingham Museum & Art Gallery, Birmingham Town Hall and Big Brum(the clock)
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I cannot say exactly when it happened.
Perhaps long before I became aware of it.
The city was only beginning to wake up.
Novara still carried that suspended atmosphere of early morning, when the streets seem to belong more to silence than to people. I was walking without truly searching for anything, letting my eyes choose the direction, as I always do.
Then I looked up.
Between the motionless buildings of the city, a fracture had opened in the sky.
The clouds looked torn from within, as if something had carved the light with an invisible blade. Birds circled around that opening in restless movements, as though they already knew something was about to cross through it.
And not long after, he appeared.
I saw him sitting between stone and shadow, as if he had always belonged there.
Yet something about him did not belong to that place, or perhaps to that time.
A figure suspended between different eras.
Chains, worn fabrics, metal, symbols, a sword held in his hands like the last fragment of a distant memory. He did not look like a man in costume. He looked like someone who had survived another world.
For a brief moment, I had the absurd feeling that the fracture in the sky had allowed something through.
Not a warrior in the ancient sense of the word, but a wandering presence, lost between dimensions that no longer align.
And yet there was no violence in his eyes.
Only a strange calmness, almost melancholic. The kind carried by those who have crossed too much time to still belong to a single place.
The city kept moving around him without noticing.
People passed by. Stones remained still. Facades watched in silence.
But I saw him.
And that is the moment when photography stops being an aesthetic search.
It becomes testimony.
Because certain apparitions last only a few moments.
Then the sky closes again.
The light changes.
And the world returns to pretending that nothing ever happened.
Non saprei dire con precisione in quale istante sia successo.
Forse molto prima che me ne accorgessi.
La città si stava appena svegliando.
Novara aveva ancora quell’aria sospesa delle prime ore del mattino, quando le strade sembrano appartenere più al silenzio che agli uomini. Camminavo senza cercare davvero qualcosa, lasciando che fossero gli occhi a decidere la direzione, come faccio sempre.
Poi ho alzato lo sguardo.
Tra le architetture immobili della città si era aperta una fenditura nel cielo.
Le nuvole sembravano spezzate dall’interno, come se qualcosa avesse inciso la luce con una lama invisibile. Gli uccelli giravano attorno a quello squarcio con movimenti irregolari, inquieti, quasi sapessero che qualcosa stava per attraversarlo.
E infatti non passò molto tempo.
Lo vidi comparire poco dopo, seduto tra pietra e ombra, come se fosse sempre stato lì.
Ma c’era qualcosa che non apparteneva a quel luogo, o forse a quel tempo.
Una figura sospesa tra epoche diverse.
Catene, stoffe consumate, metallo, simboli, una spada stretta tra le mani come ultimo frammento di una memoria lontana. Non sembrava un uomo travestito. Sembrava qualcuno sopravvissuto a un altro mondo.
Per un attimo ebbi la sensazione assurda che quella fenditura nel cielo avesse lasciato passare qualcosa.
Non un guerriero nel senso antico del termine, ma una presenza errante, smarrita tra dimensioni che non coincidono più.
Eppure nei suoi occhi non c’era violenza.
Solo una calma strana, quasi malinconica. La stessa di chi ha attraversato troppo tempo per appartenere ancora a un luogo preciso.
La città continuava a vivere attorno a lui senza accorgersene.
Le persone passavano. Le pietre restavano immobili. Le facciate osservavano mute.
Io invece lo vedevo.
Ed è in quell’istante che la fotografia smette di essere ricerca estetica.
Diventa testimonianza.
Perché certe apparizioni durano pochi minuti.
Poi il cielo si richiude.
La luce cambia.
E il mondo torna a fingere che non sia successo nulla.
Model - Drew
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Super Heroine - Paradox of Power (B&W): Exploring the intersection of strength and vulnerability through light. Captured using a Godox V1 snoot for face detail, a secondary V1 with 30x120cm for general fill, and red gelled AD200 for depth.
Sometimes the smallest faces carry the biggest emotions.
In this quiet moment, tears tell a story words cannot. Vulnerability, innocence, and resilience meet in a single expression. There is no performance here. No posing. Just pure feeling, captured as it happened.
I am drawn to moments like this because they remind us that strength is not always loud. Sometimes it lives in softness. In honesty. In letting ourselves feel.
This portrait is part of my ongoing fine art work exploring childhood emotion, connection, and human vulnerability through natural light and intimate framing.
Thank you for taking a moment to pause here with me.
In the silence of an afternoon, he rests—not out of laziness, but reflection.
Every wrinkle on his face is a line in a story unwritten. A stare shaped by the noise he’s endured, the love he’s absorbed, and the time he’s held still in his chest.
He doesn’t ask for your attention. He doesn’t perform.
He just is—present, heavy, seen.
This is Ncop. And this is what quiet strength looks like.
'Balikhela' is one of the oldest and most popular traditions of Bengal's folk culture. Recently, this festival of life was organized in a rural town in the golden light of dusk. Thousands of eager people gathered to watch the fierce and heroic fight.
Although this game was once organized for the entertainment of the landlords of Bengal, it has now become a symbol of the unity and bravery of the people of rural Bengal.
Strobist ~ Two Lights ~ Nikon SB900 w 50" Westcott Softbox & Nikon SB800 w 28" Westcott Softbox ~ Triggered by Pocketwizards Plus II
Website ~ www.jorgemorenojr.com
"Thanks Tito Jay for the Gloves. Ready to make you proud and train hard." ~ Roman
With Ruth Ann driving in North Dakota last October as we headed home from Saskatoon, Saskatchewan, after visiting my brother and sister-in-law, I took several shots of the interesting clouds and light; the sun broke through for this shot and imparted a nice glow to the fields. Taken along US 281/US 52 SE of Carrington, between 1st St SE and 2nd St SE (see map).
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Photography and Editing: Dirk Dreyer. Hi-Res pictures and prints available at galleries.dreyerpictures.com
Hey guys, back with some new photos. This photo I took earlier tonight practising some low key photography and saw my lovely fake hydrangeas sitting there and next thing I knew this photo was born! :D
oh the joys of late night editing! :p
A great weekend was had chasing the Shenandoah Valley Limited from Goshen, VA to near Staunton, VA. Seen here with the morning’s run of passengers ready to unload, they’re heading into Victoria Station—and a new crowd of excited afternoon riders awaits.
Evenings like this are very special - this was quite some performance - the post-storm clouds were full of drama speeding across the sky, changing by the second….
Light finds her quietly.
A low-key portrait study where shadow does most of the storytelling. Only a single eye and the soft curve of her face emerge from the darkness, creating a moment that feels both intimate and reflective. The image lives in that space between concealment and revelation—where a glance, a hint of a smile, and a sliver of light are enough to suggest an entire story.
Sometimes the most powerful portraits are the ones that say the least.
Intense Sunset ~ Through the Clouds
Summer Sunset ~ Dramatic Levels
Summer 2015 ~ Palm Beach County
South Florida ~ Florida Everglades U.S.A.
Six-Shot Summer Spectrum Sunset Series
(five more photos of this night in the comments)
More playing with lighting and the Hot Pink Dward Calla Lily I recently bought.
Strobist info: One hand held SB600 in a snoot to the left and slightly in front of the flower. 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 light with off camera flash. www.flickr.com/photos/9422878@N08/sets/72157628079460544/...
Organization: Tim Engle
Photography and Editing: Dirk Dreyer.
Hi-Res pictures and prints available at galleries.dreyerpictures.com