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A creative person has little power over his own life. He is not free. He is captive and driven by his daimon.
Words by Carl Jung
[for Plato, daimon, is a spiritual being who watches over each individual, and is tantamount to his higher self, or an angel]
♫ - The Gift of Sight - Peter Gundry
for Flickriver - Sophie Shapiro
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Just a collage of pics from our early morning walk today. We go super early in the morning so was surprised to see trailers of horses arrive. We were told that they are going to make a commercial there along the river to highlight the area. The horses were beautiful but Echo was unsure.
Echo is a lot of work and trying to keep an eye on her and our three cats is occupying all my time right now. I will visit everyone's photostream but it will be sporadic...a few comments here and there. Bear with me for a bit.
Estructura de piedra q atrapada se encuentra tras la imagen sin vida que resguarda en su interior un latente ser q en su tiempo rompera su cascaron piedra para desplegar sus alas y asi poder surcar los cielos y observar su destino frente a su alma ya q sus ojos ciegos por la oscuridad del mundo confundiria su pensar y sientimientos asiendolo caer en la nada......bY: UnDeR NiCoXxX
Back to Geonosis? I hope this is the last time. Last time we destroyed them, but now they have upgraded weapons and troops. Then again, so do we. This should be interesting...
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Number: CT-9492
Nickname: Default
Legion: 26th
Division: Echo Company
Rank: Corporal
Primary Weapon(s): DC-15sc Scoped Blaster Rifle
Number: CT-9488
Nickname: Crater
Legion: 26th
Division: Echo Company
Rank: Corporal
Primary Weapon(s): DC-15sc Scoped Blaster
Number: CT-7965
Nickname: Flipside
Legion: 26th
Division: Echo Company
Rank: Seargent
Primary Weapon(s): DC-15sc Scoped Blaster
Number: CT-7957
Nickname: Blayde
Legion: 26th
Division: Echo Company
Rank: Lieutenant
Primary Weapon(s): 2 DC-15sc Scoped Pistols
Number: CT-9494
Nickname: Tracker
Legion: 26th
Division: Echo Company
Rank: Private
Primary Weapon(s): DC-15sc Scoped Blaster Rifle
Number: CT-9495
Nickname: Patch
Legion: 26th
Division: Echo Company
Rank: Private
Primary Weapon(s): DC-15sc Scoped Blaster
Number: CT-9493
Nickname: Flash
Legion: 26th
Division: Echo Company
Rank: Private
Primary Weapon(s): DC-15sc Scoped Blaster Rifle
this is the lovely charm pack that arrived today from Windham Fabrics...
such a lovely, soft, modern palette!
I came across this droplet during my lunch break yesterday. It was raining so hard and every image I took was of a new droplet. The reflection of the decaying plant inside caught my eye from a distance. The echo of light and beauty held within its glassy boundaries brought me a sense of repose and supplied some needed verve as well.
Sandwich Harbour, Skeleton Coast, Namibia.
Sandwich Harbour is caught between the sea and the sand - between the crashing surf of the South Atlantic and the huge dunes of the Namib. Flamingoes and Pelicans are here in numbers, but what caught me as I looked back up the beach was where the edges of this tidal lagoon echoed the form of the misty dunes behind.
The last time I saw Echo he was about 8 weeks old, he is growing up fast! Echo is owned by a friend of ours and we met up at Marymoor Dog Park for his first adventure there with our pups.. He did amazing (He is about 5 months old in this shot)!
Send a heartbeat to
The void that cries through you
Relive the pictures that have come to pass
For now we stand alone
The world is lost and blown
And we are flesh and blood disintegrate
With no more to hate
Is it bright where you are
Have the people changed
Does it make you happy you're so strange
And in your darkest hour
I hold secrets flame
We can watch the world devoured in it's pain
Delivered from the blast
The last of a line of lasts
The pale princess of a palace cracked
And now the kingdom comes
Crashing down undone
And I am a master of a nothing place
Of recoil and grace
Is it bright where you are
Have the people changed
Does it make you happy you're so strange
And in your darkest hour
I hold secrets flame
We can watch the world devoured in it's pain
Time has stopped before us
The sky cannot ignore us
No one can separate us
For we are all that is left
The echo bounces off me
The shadow lost beside me
There's no more need to pretend
Cause now I can begin again
Is it bright where you are
Have the people changed
Does it make you happy you're so strange
And in your darkest hour
I hold secrets flame
We can watch the world devoured in it's pain
Strange
Strange
Strange
www.goear.com/listen/9fd95d8/the-beginning-is-the-end-is-...
Gloucester Prison was originally opened in 1792 and considerably rebuilt in 1840. It used to house 300 category B prisoners, but was closed in March 2013 and sold for redevelopment. Work on the site has slowed down because remains of the wall of a large Norman castle were found under one of the exercise yards.
I went there on Wednesday for a photography day organised by Olympus UK - despite being a proud Sony user myself :) - and part of the day involved being taken on a very interesting, and thought-provoking, tour of the prison by a guy who had been a prison officer there for almost 30 years. Little snippets of what he told us are still whirling around my mind ... his nose had been broken by prisoners 3 times ... he'd been slammed against the walls of the 'padded' cell by violent prisoners and was once off work for 3 months as a result of his injuries ... 140 prisoners were executed there ... prisoners had committed suicide there ... a prisoner had turned a toothbrush into a weapon by heating the end of it and fixing a razor blade into it. I had never been anywhere near a prison before and found it all very sobering. Locks, chains, barbed wire everywhere; the outside world visible in places but out of reach. At the end of the day I had a new appreciation of the simple fact that I could get in the car and go back to my home and my life.
I'm afraid I wasn't particularly happy with any of the photos I took that day and didn't really feel they stood on their own, so I've put a few of them into a collage instead.
This is one of the first buttes you come up to real close on the Valley of the Gods road (if you enter from the south); standing right here, there was this very interesting echo characteristics––which I could've *sworn* I took a video of, but just can't find it in my Aperture library :(
Echo Lake rushes over the damn at Echo Veterans Memorial Park in Burlington, WI.
Please, come follow me:
"Overhead the albatross hangs motionless upon the air
And deep beneath the rolling waves
In labyrinths of coral caves
The echo of a distant tide
Comes willowing across the sand
And everything is green and submarine.
And no-one called us to the land
And no-one knows the wheres or whys
But something stirs and something tries
And starts to climb towards the light
Strangers passing in the street
By chance two separate glances meet
And I am you and what I see is me
And do I take you by the hand
And lead you through the land
And help me understand the best I can
And no-one calls us to move on
And no-one forces down our eyes
And no-one speaks and no-one tries
And no-one flies around the sun
Cloudless everyday you fall upon my waking eyes
inviting and inciting me to rise
And through the window in the wall
Come streaming in on sunlight wings
A million bright ambassadors of morning
And no-one sings me lullabies
And no-one makes me close my eyes
And so I throw the windows wide
And call to you across the sky"
-Waters, Wright, Mason, Gilmour
Sculpture by the Sea features the steel sculpture Narcissus Shouting, Echo Shouting by Tasmanian artist Hugh McLachlan.
The artist says we all have a mobile pool and his work delves into the depths of the pool. OK... The Greek myth the name is based on features a nymph called Echo who was cursed by Hera, wife of Zeus, to repeat the words a person said. Echo then met Narcissus, who fell in love with his reflection in a lake. Riveted on the spot, he died, and Echo in mourning passed away slowly, leaving her voice behind.
Bronte and Waverley cemetery in the background.
This captivating photograph captures a serene moment in an urban setting. The image features a clear blue sky adorned with scattered clouds, creating a picturesque backdrop. In the foreground, a bird gracefully flies across the scene, adding a sense of freedom and tranquility. The buildings on either side showcase classic architectural details, while a traffic light with a red signal stands prominently in the center—symbolizing a brief pause in the bustling city life. The scaffolding on the right hints at ongoing development, blending the old with the new.
My visit to the old Echo Lake Incinerator last week marked the 6th time I'd visited the site, and the first time since 2008. Not too much has changed here; it's still abandoned, still rusty, crusty and slowly decaying, and still relentlessly 'tagged' by graffiti artists. One unusual thing that HAS changed since the last time I was here though is something you don't often see in an abandonment...improvements to the property!
If you look at this shot, you'll see the foreground is dominated by a large hole in the concrete floor, through which a careless person could easily fall, especially when walking to and fro in the dark to make light-painting shots. There was another hole just like that one on the other side of the crane's "claw" from the other shot, and as you might imagine, those holes made it particularly nerve-wracking for me as I moved around the room in the blackness, shooting there by myself back on Christmas night, 2007. Those openings you see on the lower right side with light coming in were sealed over back then too, making the room very nearly pitch black.
So...when my friend Chris and I visited last week, it was very unusual to discover those holes had been almost seamlessly concreted over! It made for a much easier navigation of the room to be sure. My assumption is that whoever owns the property decided that, since they can't permanently secure the building, they'd at least better make it so it isn't so easy to fall and kill yourself!
This rather documentary shot is one I'd tried to make back in 2007, but because of the lower-power flashlights I used back then, along with the size of the room (about 100 feet, end to end), I never really got it. But with the X2000 I've been using these last 4 years, it was no problem at all to capture this fully-lit scene of the top floor, with the trash-loading crane at top-right, the trash hoppers 50-60 feet below, and the three incinerator loading hoppers along the left side.
Be sure to look at it large on black; the colors really pop better, and you can see more detail.
For more images of this location, visit my Echo Lake Incinerator Set Page.
Night, ambient sodium vapor light out the windows, natural X2000 flashlight from multiple vantage points throughout the nearly 4-minute exposure.
Eindhoven (NL)
A new mural in Eindhoven, painted by Studio Giftig for Muziekgebouw Eindhoven and Gemeente Eindhoven: Echoes of Harmony.
It took the fellas a bit over 3 weeks to paint this beast; rain was mostly part of their problem... plus the fact Kas and Niels love to chat... a lot. Like really: they can talk all day without boring themselves.
Anyways, the mural depicts a man and a woman, both playing a musical instrument. The man resembles a street musician playing a harmonica, where the woman plays a violin, fitting the walls of Muziekgebouw Eindhoven where there are frequent concerts.
I've been creating images in a specific area of local woodland for a couple of years now. I have a number of ongoing studies I'm working on.
The seasonal changes are quite apparent within the different sets of images I have created, although I do tend to work more on 'micro landscapes' where the changes are more delicate.
It was nice to find this hint of Autumn passed, represented by last season's leaves still clinging to the wet sandstone rock faces.
The green backdrop a nod to the promise of things to come.
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