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"Have you ever transcended space and time?"
This is a dedication to one of my favorite movies - and I honestly wanted to quote every singly line in my title/captions. It's genius.
If you haven't seen I Heart Huckabees, then please do. And if you have seen it - I hope you can appreciate this picture.
So that concludes your lesson for today.
"The universe is an infinite sphere whose center is everywhere
and whose circumference is nowhere."
Maybe we should be wary of radical solutions.
Bologna, may 2017
Olympus 35RC
E. Zuiko lens 42mm 1:2.8
Ilford FP4+
from negative film
For We're Here - The Three Stooges Existential Balloon Factory
Put some zing into your 365! Join We're Here!
there are dreams that must remain in the drawers,
in the vaults, locked up til our end.
and so that could be dreamed during the whole life.
[hilda hilst]
há sonhos que devem permanecer nas gavetas, nos cofres, trancados até o nosso fim. e por isso passíveis de serem sonhados a vida inteira.
Shrouded in secrecy "the woman of the inner sea" searches for autonomy in the face of societal expectations.
Image imagined in MidJourney AI and finished with Topaz Studio and Lightroom Classic.
for The Dark Realm Collective - Ghost Art Pack, released on July 28th.
www.behance.net/gallery/55148785/Dark-Realm-Collective-Gh...
In my professional relationship and friendship with Fr. Giussani I found myself within a historical and existential stream—“ a fever of life,” as he loved to put it—which has never stopped flowing.
-The Life of Luigi Giussani, Alberto Savorana
WAH are visiting the three stooges existential balloon factory. I am the first to admit that I am a bit of a Brit philistine. I have of course heard of them, but haven't knowingly ever watched anything they have done. so this is a copy cat of an internet shot (see comments) This was the only decent shot. but was fun (116/215)
Also for uncertain wednesdays
Photograph published in News Junkie Post on 5/30/2020
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Photographs also published in The Duran on 5/31/2020
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The drone has been sitting in an unfinished state for literally about 3 years. It feels good to have it done and I like how it turned out.
I will say, I had an existential crisis while making an AK-47 for the duplo kid. Who have I become?
Pacing through the grounds at Strawberry Hill in various states of deep thought, these cats appear like a group of existential poets gripped by their own inner anxieties. The cats, silhouetted against the white façade of the building, will generate an atmosphere of courtliness but their featureless faces will convey an uncanny blankness onto which we will also be able to project our own concerns.
Laura Ford
Photograph published in News Junkie Post on 5/30/2020
newsjunkiepost.com/2020/05/30/climate-crisispandemics-and...
Photograph also published in The Duran on 5/31/2020
theduran.com/climate-crisis-pandemics-and-bad-governance-...
Paris, 1961
Hard to believe these kids would be in their 60s now!
negative scan from my archives
More "Paris in the 60s" here: www.flickr.com/photos/amarcord108/sets/72157625555243112/...
I walked through this narrow alley in search of light,
But the light had its own plans
It played hide and seek with the walls,
and in the end, I was losing.
People moved quietly, like ghosts,
each with a story they’ll never tell,
each casting a shadow that probably knows something.
It was one of those moments when the world feels like a movie,
shot in low light,
directed by coincidence,
and scored by the echo of your own footsteps.
The air was thick with mystery,
yet somehow, it felt like being a baby again
in love with the shadows.
with a big smile
What makes you smile?
The dayly existential question #longlakelove #Lugano #art #diary #day 13 #oilpastel by @peter_seelig
Sent la pluie comme un été Anglais
Entends les notes d'une chanson lointaine
Espérant que la vie ne fut aussi longue…
Model: Tristan Wattiez
Makeup by Birgit Rhomberg
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The more I learn about myself, the more I fear myself. I’m told I should remain neutral. A Switzerland of the mind.
The refuge of my doubts
Wanting the significance that cause and effect
might have (we see it in little things where it is)
not seeing it in any place
important to us (it is in our lives but in ways
that deny each other) and the totality,
I suppose, is what I mean—it isn’t there—
we look around: the possibilities,
dreams and diversions, whatever else there is.
》William Bronk, The Effect of Cause Despaired
Sirius (instrumental) - The Alan Parsons Project
If you look for the Truth outside yourself,
it gets farther and farther away.
Today, walking alone, I meet it everywhere I step.
It is the same as me, yet I am not it.
Only if you understand it in this way
will you merge with the way things are.
《 Tung-Shan ... Paths of Water
I don't see myself in the mirror , past disappeared in the dense fog , while future doesn't exist...
That’s the the thing about non-existential woe: it takes a backseat. But object permanence is a nasty bugger, all of the unprocessed pain ferments, corroding from inside out. Hard to hold your basic shape when so very drained. Like a disintegrating fountain (oooh the goth gland over-secreted with that there noun phrase : D ).
I like to add eyelid highlights so that from a distance it’s not entirely clear whether the eyes are closed or open with a freaky white contact lens. High key wants to be creepy, too.
Strobist info: speedlight in apollo orb CL angled slightly forward coming from behind, baffle on. Speedlight in white beauty dish CR with diffuser on from behind, radio trigger.
Somewhereville artist Byron Facey emerges from his own creation after spending a night with the mushrooms where he was overpowered by an existential vision: "my painted self looked back at me. Not with malice or magic. Just recognition that self-actualization is not becoming your best self. It’s meeting the self you didn’t know you were already becoming." Be sure to look for his work in your local gallery. You may find him in the middle of it.
Image imagined in MidJourney AI and finished with Topaz Studio and Lightroom Classic.
Hello. I've been stupid busy being plagued by existential crises and all. I suck at this whole "upload every day" thing.
1,142-second star trail with the Milky Way.
I got to the observatory at around 12:15 am, and was expecting to see a few people. No one! I was all alone!
After an hour time-lapse, I set this up for a little over 19 minutes. I ended up sitting in the car and napping for a bit while this sat about 100 feet away from me near where the observatory building is located.
Amazing how much we move in just under 20 minutes. MD3-S2 TriggerTrap.
COMMENT: Of Bots and Bad Pandas
After trying to log in to Flickr numerous times without success earlier today, I gave up. Too many Bad Pandas. No point posting photos if half the people can't get on to see them. I don't know why this platform is the only one we know that goes down so regularly. Looking at the Help Forum this is a worldwide problem. But that happens to be the least of our problems on Flickr.
There is something more important existentially that goes on every single day on everyone's page that far too many people are turning a blind eye to. I'm talking about bot use. For those who still live in a prelapsarian social media world, bots are either (1) pieces of internet code written specifically to trawl the pages of Flickr faving and in some cases commenting (generically) in order to garner reciprocal visits - you can buy them, or (2) humans behaving in a bot-like manner, simply faving and following as many people as possible in the hope of achieving the same goals - inflated views, faves and followers. Frankly I'm sick of it.
So much so that I will block any person I see that exhibits this bot-like tendency. My list of blocks is hundreds long. Of course this has seen a falloff in my own view numbers. We don't seriously think that all those views of our old photos are real do we? If say you post 3 photos a day and each of them gets 500 views in 24 hours and your total view count for the day is 5,000. I would argue a good percentage of all those extra 3,500 views are in fact unblocked bots.
Opponents of bots on social media platforms (and Flickr is by no means the worst here) estimate that up to 50 percent of all traffic on these sites is bot-driven. Now bots are easy to understand when the corruption of monetarization comes into play. That is not the case on Flickr. But ego is. And it seems to me that ego will drive some people to do very bad things to attract attention to themselves.
Have you ever wondered why that awful out of focus picture of the Grand Canyon has attracted 65,000 views and 1,500 faves? Well very likely this person is using a massive bot. And many people fave unthinkingly. Go to the Activities Feed and press the fave star and you don't even need to visit a person's page. You can fave thousands in an hour or two doing that. But what a hollow feeling. And what does it do for the photography community?
Explore is another area rife with gaming strategies. How many times do you see the usual suspects turn up on a person's page with "Congrats on Explore"? That's the only time they'll visit your page by the way (that's if you're lucky enough to ever get Explored because it seems only magic accounts do every 16-19 days). These are a group of people who fave (or by proxy their bot does) every one of the 500 Explored photos each day, in the belief it will garner them more "followers" (how I hate that word - CONTACTS is so much better). So if you have been in the habit of doing that there is an excellent chance I will have blocked you.
Of course the most dangerous bots of all are the ones pretending to comment. People think they are real, but AI is very clever now. And one in particular has been at the centre of attention during this week. Banned by Flickr after being clearly outed by a "bot catcher". He gets banned, and then the whistleblower gets banned too for exposing the biggest bot commenter on Flickr. All this ended up with the whistleblower rightly being restored, but also the return of the bot user. Some of you will have followed proceedings very closely.
Frankly I've advocated for a long time for view counts to be discontinued. Thousands of views do not make a good photograph. Social media has been bad for photography in that regard. It's made photographers complacent, and even worse, made them conform to particular styles or genres that "succeed" - as if that matters. Photography is an individual art and everyone is unique.
Always remember that not another soul saw Vivian Maier's photographs before she died. And I dare say you rarely see photographs on Flickr even half as good as the ones she spent a lifetime taking.
So if you feel like I do about the integrity of Flickr and bot use, please join us at this group:
....don't like bot-comments/faves? Join us, post your photos there.
Please post it to the Anti-Bots and Anti-Fake group.
* A final point. Mr Ed was a talking horse and not a bot user.
The presence of extreme busyness in our lives may point to deeper problems – a pervasive people pleasing, a restless ambition, a malaise of meaninglessness. “Busyness serves as a kind of existential reassurance, a hedge against emptiness,” writes Tim Kreider in his widely read article for The New York Times. “Obviously your life cannot possibly be silly or trivial or meaningless if you are so busy, completely booked, in demand every hour of the day.” The greatest danger with busyness is that there may be greater dangers you never have time to consider. - Kevin DeYoubng
“What the Photograph reproduces to infinity has occurred only once: the Photograph mechanically repeats what could never be repeated existentially.”
― Roland Barthes
Nothing escapes a black hole. Light cannot escape and neither can existence. At the event horizon, existence does not precede essence; existence precedes extinction. A being on the precipice will inevitably become extinct. But what happens to a being after its extinction is not so well-known. The supercollider photos in the sequence to the immediate left of this image show what happens after extinction. And thanks to Monty Cook for the title.
let us open our hymnals.
excuse me, I'm not really here for the service.
no? what then?
I just stopped in to get out of the cold.
I see. you know that the homeless shelter is down the street.
oh, I'm not homeless.
no?
in fact, I just moved in next door.
you mean. . .
we're neighbors.
well then, I hope to see you at mass.
I doubt it. but if you want to come watch the game on tv, you're welcome.
very kind of you, I'm sure.
you can bring the food.
oh?
it's my sense of spiritual priorities you see. eating right, and often, is definitely one of them.
good to know.
so bring lots.
right.
Was it really important for me to take an afternoon to get to this location and take this picture? I know I had fun doing it, and maybe that’s all amateur photography is supposed to be, but I’ve taken the same looking shot a dozen times before. Does a person who takes nice (e.g.) cloud shots, like me, have to take and post 100 of them to Flickr? Ten years from now will I still be taking this shot? Why do I need to look at new photos from my contacts and others, wouldn’t looking at the pictures that I’ve faved already give me equal or even more pleasure? Why is amateur photography like food—no matter how good the previous meal, we’re always wanting to consume more the next day?
First, visual stimulation is enhanced by novelty of stimulus—in other words, people respond more strongly to seeing something new than old. Few of us spend five minutes looking at a photograph, even a famous one. Unlike a video, or a piece of music, or a conversation, the stimulus doesn't continue over time--it's there and that's it. We get our endorphin hit from the photo and move on to the next one. As artists we amateur photographers have to create a lot of photos because that’s how they’re consumed and because the medium and technology allows us to create a lot of photos quickly and cheaply.
Second, amateur photography is about recording history. I take a new photo today because I exist. Photography is the way we share our lives with others and remind ourselves of where we’ve been and what we’ve done. With Flickr I have seen the whole world and experienced many things vicariously, because people are recording and sharing their histories with me.
So here you go, another pretty cloud shot, because I was there.
The insomnia derives from angst. Anxiety. Life. Direction. Well-being. The existential experience. Connectivity. Tangibility. Transience. Authenticity. Don't think about it. It doesn't exist. You're not there. I'm not here. I don't miss you. I choose not to miss you. Together. We are all alone. In the darkness and silence of the night, our minds are each our own. The electricity that fires each pulse and fueling each breath arises autonomously. You decide how to live and when to die. You decided.
The mighty iron horse roars past the signalman every day and I wonder if he has existential dilemmas that cloud his being with thoughts of insignifcance and being stuck to his station in life on a forlorn railway crossing in Maharashtra.
Much like what life is for most people. Watching the world move, go by fast and frenetic taking some select people to their momentous destinies,
This is from a series of shots done at a railway crossing in February 2011. Meherabad is a hamlet quite close to Ahmadnagar. Meher Baba lies in eternal peace and the place wears an atmosphere of serenity and solace.
Dates
Taken on February 16, 2011 at 3.54PM IST (edit)
Posted to Flickr December 20, 2013 at 11.39AM IST (edit)
Exif data
Camera Nikon D300
Exposure 0.025 sec (1/40)
Aperture f/22.0
Focal Length 24 mm
ISO Speed 320
Exposure Bias 0 EV
Flash No Flash
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