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My dream is becoming her dream. She asks to go the beach several times a week to photograph the sunset. She has taken over my second camera body and totes it around, asking a million questions about light and focus.
This image also illustrates a dream for me. 15 years ago this week, my camera loving daughter came into our lives, fulfilling one of my greatest dreams. : )
*dreaming - Träumerei*
(based on HDR)
© 05 - 2015 by RICHARD von LENZANO
Kamera: Fujifilm Finepix HS50 EXR
Darling, I've been having dark dreams
They come home to haunt me
I can't seem to let them go
Darling, I've been having sad dreams
I don't know where I've been
But I know what I've come to
How about we play a game
I know you'll like it, oh
You stay as far as you can
Before they get to you
I may seem crazy but
It's only 'cause I am
Before they capture your mind
Run, run, run
This romantic necklace is made in shades of turquoise with lovely waxed linen, gemstones and handmade beads.
The dream heart bead and skeleton key bead are made by me. I antiqued them to give them an old, worn and romantic feel.
The gemstone beads are variscite, labradorite, and african turquoise.
All the beads are knotted in place on the brown waxed linen cording.
The toggle clasp is an antiqued faux bone button made by me.
The necklace measures 24"
"Dream Catchers"
~As legend goes, the Dream Catcher is hung in the lodge near the sleeping area. Its purpose is to catch all dreams, good or bad. The bad dreams caught in the webbing would be burned off by the first morning light. The good dreams caught know their way to the hole in the center and filter down into the feathers. They are held there to be dreamed another night.~
I have many infatuations with dream catchers, native american beliefs, and dreaming in general. It all fascinates me with the way our mind works and produces these thoughts and images in our head while we sleep. This photo is meant to represent the dreams being caught by the multiple dream catchers (5 - i know they're difficult to see). The dreams are represented by the flowing smoke. I hope you enjoy. I've been thinking about doing this for a while and am very happy with the results. : )
Our Manhattan leather bed is the ultimate in luxurious comfort and style and made exclusively for Dreams. The softly curving scroll head and footboard design evoke a traditional style while the sumptuous leather with a faux leather back panel create an opulent, luxurious feel. Practicality is accounted for too, with the two large storage drawers built into the base of the bed that allows to you make the most of your bedroom space.
Jannett Esparza, a senior political science major, holds up her handwritten dream for posting on the dream wall during the grand opening of the Titan Dreamers Resource Center in the Pollak Library.
In my dreams I'd have the real guitars, not wooden models, and the guy who plays them :)
'59 Gibson Les Paul, Gibson EDS-1275 double neck, Fender "Dragon" Telecaster and, of course, Jimmy Page to serenade me.
I like this bedroom setup, very nice and clean. Look at the curtons, side table lamps etc., they all look very cute.
This attractive spider only allowed me a single frame before scampering away, but it was a good one. I like the soft light and colors and don't mind the diffraction at f/14 given the otherwise dreamy feel.
Contemporary sculpture in a pre-historic landscape.
Sculpture "Dream", made by Kristian Blystad, Norway.
2008, Pilane, Tjörn, Bohuslän, Sweden.
When the British newspaper The Guardian appointed "10 of the best scupture parks in Europe", Pilane was one of them.
www.pilane.com (website also in English)
dream: The darkness of winter is taking its toll. With thanks to my Suzy for her help with the random factor...
Not my picture.
I found this old cardboard house so incredible, a great inspiration for my miniature sets.
It should be arround fifty years now!
dream on 18 December 2010 - day 352
we do not always recognize our dreams.
Once upon a time there was a woman who longed to find out what heaven is like. She prayed constantly, "O God, gant me a vision of paradise." She prayed for years until one night she had a dream. In her dream an angel came and led her to heaven. They walked down a street in paradise until they came to an ordinary looking house. The angel, pointed toward the house saying "Go and look inside."
The woman looked and saw a person preparing supper, another reading the newspaper and children playing with their toys. She was disappointed and returned to the angel saying "is this all there is to heaven?"
The angel replied, "Those people you saw are not in paradise, paradise is in them!"
Edward Hays "Feathers on the Wind"
Teens ages 14 to 17 have an exclusive club aboard the Disney Dream with Vibe. Outside, teens have a private deck area – a modern space where they can enjoy fun in the sun without ever leaving the teen club. There are plenty of mod chairs and chaise lounges for sunbathing, two wading pools, fountains, pop jets and misters for cooling off. (Diana Zalucky, photographer)
Remembering past summer vacations.
This one - the last of the great summer road trips with my parents - c. 1989/90.
To the martime provinces in Canada.
My sister, Dad, and I all taking photos on our FILM camera and my mom patiently letting us.
To go along with Sara's dream home
www.flickr.com/photos/gardenhoe8/813546314/in/set-7215760...
So baby dry your eyes, save all the tears you've cried
Ohh that's what dreams are made of
Oh baby we belong in a world that must be strong
Ohh that's what dreams are made of
~Van Halen
There is no madness more delirious than dreaming...
~J. Allan Hobson, Professor of Psychiatry, Emeritus, Harvard Medical School.
Dreaming is madness of the mind. The mind, which behaves cohesively during our wakeful hours, throws caution to the wind when asleep and dreams. While dreaming, areas of the brain related to wakeful cognition and consciousness, like the dorsolateral prefrontal cortex (decision making), the sensorimotor cortex (conceptualization), and the primary visual cortex (visual cue processing), are completely shut off. Instead, Parieto-Occipito-Temporal junction of the brain, an area that converts perceptions into abstract thoughts, mental imagery and memories, is turned on. Cut-off from primary sensory inputs during sleep, reality in the brain is re-painted during a dream; this time by an artist who is eccentric and psychotic. Think about any of your dreams and you will know what I am talking about.
Yet, this is only the beginning of ‘complications’. The subjective experience during the process of dreaming is as real as our wakeful reality. While dreaming, no one remembers they are not awake and the experience is responded to as if it is all ‘real’. Our dreams, despite being bizarre, make us smile, sweat, cry, hurt, panic, and get angry or aroused in a normal way. Thus, one could say that dreams are a complete state of consciousness in their own right.
Wait a minute! This moment I am absolutely conscious that I'm chasing a beautiful mermaid (who looks just about like you) on a purple beach of free flowing strawberry jelly where cheese sea-lions are singing ‘good morning beautiful, how was your night’ in a chorus; and the next moment, I am conscious that it is 6 AM, time to get up and make some strawberry jelly sandwiches for breakfast and get on with the day. How are these two states of consciousness valid in each other’s context? Although I felt similarly engaged with both, are they really the same ‘consciousness’? Perhaps not.
If not, my dear, how do I know, what I am subjectively experiencing right now in the dimple of your beautiful smile and the twinkle of those deep playful gorgeous eyes, is not just another dream?
This is part of the 'What They Dream of?' set. Please view all 12 photos for context.
These 12 photos were taken Saturday morning Aug. 20th 2011 between 5:50 AM and 9 AM In the Washington D.C. and Great Falls Va. area. Locations just 20 miles apart.
The juxtapose between the rich and poor was entirely unplanned. I set out early Saturday morning to shoot Street in Washington D.C and the sleeping homeless people was what I found. Upon returning home a friend was headed out to an exotic car meet up and asked if I wanted to go.