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What? You were expecting a more poetic title?
Manitoba, Canada
I wrote a blog post about this trip in February/March 2022. If you'd like to see some behinds the scene shots, video and read some stories about how I shot these images, take a look.
I love photographing on the Canadian Prairies and I've been travelling there to do so since 2013. If you'd like to see my other Prairie images, feel free to take a look at the album.
Two Remodelado's on the iconic Route 28 exit the narrowest section of the route in Alfama, Lisbon, Portugal. Route 28 is one of the most famous tram routes in the world taking in the twisty turny and very hilly single lane streets of the famous Alfama neighbourhood. Some sections of this part of the route are so narrow pedestrians have to seek shelter in doorways and you can knock on peoples doors as you go past in a tram!
Having got back from Belem we still had most of the afternoon free so we went for a ride on one of the red tour guided trams, complete with onboard commentary. This shot was taken from our tram while waiting at the traffic lights that govern this single line stretch as these two 28s made their way back onto the double line section. Being the most popular route on the Lisbon Tram network, 28s often travel in pairs to cater for the sheer amount of tourists that use the route. Unless you get to the starting point early, expect a long queue and a long wait before you can get on one.
Well its certainly been an interesting year both for the world at large as well as for my photography. The calendar did better than I could have expected, and the steady build up of print sales throughout the year has given me great confidence and ambition for 2017. I had been holding out for a more typically festive December shot, but given the unseasonable warmth and a reminder that some things in life are more important than chasing that shot, I have had to conjure something up from indoors this time. So from our table to yours I hope you have a happy, healthy Christmas, thanks for the incredible support in 2016 and heres to 2017 whatever it may bring .
Edit: Just realised this is my 100th Flickr Photo
Moment of Truth at Ananda Village - Bagan
Myanmar
Well, some people may question me how i take those interesting images?.....
I often reply them with a laugh, just my pure Luck!
No, Not really so effectively, it fundamentally fall into my basic photography instinct Plus the game of patient waiting.
Waiting for the right moment will stand you higher chance succeding if you are also patient enough to expect what u didn't expect to turn out as primarily we can never able to control their subtle mind, but the rewards of patient to wait for the right moment to strike would be fruitful after plugging out some great courages tries..
Candid street photography is definitely exciting and super challenging, people been suspicously shot would be intimidated by your move after they discover your intention.
However, don't be intimidated and quit if you kept really a distance away with them as they might express the moment of time correctly suitable for the next golden call shot of the day.
My little secret to share, when i spotted what interest me no matter the distance is too far away, i will first subtly hit few triggle trial shots quietly to test unawareness is possible, then i will advance quickly closer to my target and compose shot that well fits with another few shots all in silent mode and auto ISO. if the angle wasn't right i would quickly recompose decisively as too many rowdy movement may alarm your target quickly and thing you don't want start fall apart wrongly. The vital elements is see the correct light and shadow fall and follow the direction of lights to position one-selves to capture them with as many possible good shots as require
Faithful Jews are expected to prayer three times a day, morning, afternoon and night.
The man praying from the Torah on the right is wearing a Tefillin. These little black boxes contain selections from the Torah.
“Tefillin are two small black boxes with black straps attached to them; Jewish men are required to place one box on their head and tie the other one on their arm each weekday morning. Tefillin are biblical in origin, and are commanded within the context of several laws outlining a Jew's relationship to God. 'And you shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, with all your soul, and with all your might. Take to heart these instructions with which I charge you this day. Impress them upon your children. Recite them when you stay at home and when you are away, when you lie down and when you get up. Bind them as a sign on your hand and let them serve as a frontlet between your eyes' (Deuteronomy 6:5-8).” www.jewishvirtuallibrary.org/tefillin
Expect the unexpected, believe in the unbelievable, achieve the unachievable.
モネの展示と睡蓮の池、楽しんできました♪
You can enjoy Giverny (known as the location of Claude Monet's garden and home) in SL here:
Shaula Kingdom maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Shaula%20Kingdom/75/187/16
One for the album / set... I don't expect it to be popular but it does show what Mellbreak's summit looks like, so it should be part of the album.. you can see Scotland in the distant background :-)
Mellbreak's northern summit is to the left, I sort of wished I gone across to it, I would have got a view over Loweswater. I guessed it would have been an extra couple of miles walking the wandering around taking photo's and coming back, so I gave it a miss, my knees were already complaining and I still had a reasonable walk back.. as it happened, I got some lovely light on the way back that I would have missed if I had of done that extra bit.. I'll save it for another time and do it from the other end :-)
Actually only part of what is on tap at West End Outdoors - Athens AL
AMAZING selection of beers and cider and some premo wines like you would never expect!!
Let It Snow
and this is what
you can expect after a few
days of cooler temps. and
some of mother natures finest
white stuff plus abit of help
from the snow machines ...
Happy (MinimalMondayMood)
.. (and you may expect quite
a few more in this theme from
me for a change of scene) .. Enjoy !
Wasn't expecting much of a sunset yesterday as there were hardly any clouds to catch the colour, but when I spotted this little lot as I walked out of Aldi, I only had enough time to drive up the road and 'grab' a couple of shots on my little compact
camera (which is always in my bag... just in case) before it disappeared... thus the power cables and mini pylon..!
I wasn't expecting the island of South Georgia to be so beautiful. The snowy mountains reminded me of the Himalayas, and this photo could probably pass as the Himalayas, apart from one thing. That's right, Penguins. The main breeding colony was on the flatter ground near the sea, but plenty of King Penguins wandered into the foothills, for no obvious reason. There was no food or breeding colony up there. I like to think they were just enjoying the view.
As expected lots of other photographers here at this well photographed location. We got lucky with some lovely mist across the lake and a reasonably sunrise which later turned the mist a really orange colour.
When the expected light does not arrive, something else begins to speak.
This series was created during a winter Photohike in the Brackvenn (High Fens, Belgium), on a morning without sunrise, color, or drama.
Instead of atmosphere, the landscape offered structure.
Instead of spectacle, lines.
Instead of brilliance, clarity.
Working consciously in black and white, the images explore reduction, repetition, and the quiet dialogue between line and empty space.
Not photographs of a place, but of what remains when light refuses to perform.
More about the Photohiking approach and related essays:
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Wenn das erwartete Licht ausbleibt, beginnt etwas anderes zu sprechen.
Diese Serie entstand auf einem winterlichen Photohike im Brackvenn, an einem Morgen ohne Sonnenaufgang, ohne Farbe, ohne Drama.
Statt Stimmung bot die Landschaft Struktur.
Statt Effekten Linien.
Statt Leuchten Klarheit.
Der bewusste Wechsel zur Schwarzweißfotografie öffnete den Blick für Reduktion, Wiederholung und das Dazwischen - für Beziehungen zwischen Linie und leerem Raum.
Nicht Bilder eines Ortes, sondern Bilder dessen, was bleibt, wenn sich das Licht verweigert.
Der begleitende Essay zum Photohike ist hier zu finden:
👉 www.photohikers.de/post/photohike-brackvenn-wenn-das-lich...
You can plan to the best of your ability... but sometimes conditions don't live up to expectations. Last week I set out, hoping for a perfect sunrise, only to find the place shrouded in thick fog. After 30-40minutes, I was about to give up... then, there was the briefest of clearings, revealing a backlit Wallace Monument... within 5 minutes it was gone again.
Compare with how this place looked early summer
Se llamaba Kiara que D.E.P.. Fiel amiga y compañera de viaje en mí vida. Se sentaba tras la ventana viendo la calle y esperando a los componentes de la familia. Ella formaba y forma parte de la familia.
Sony DSLR-A700
Para ver con detalle, darle a la letra " L" - To see in detail, to give the letter " L"
I expect many people will look at this and think that it looks nothing like a Skylark. It hasn't even got a crest and look at those patterned wing feathers. That's because this is a recently-fledged juvenile Skylark, and looking very different from the plain-plumaged, crested adult: www.flickr.com/photos/timmelling/41566542562/in/photolist I spotted this young Skylark on my bicycle ride this morning, one of several juveniles seen so it looks like they've had a good breeding season so far.
Skylarks inhabit a variety of grasslands from sand dunes to grassy moorlands but they were most characteristic of arable farmland. But from the late 1970s their numbers started to tumble when we switched from spring-sown to autumn-sown crops. This hit Skylarks in several ways, not least by removing their winter stubble feeding habitat. Skylarks also like to nest in short grasslands but autumn-sown crops were too tall and dense for them by the time the springtime nesting season arrived. Some Skylarks nested on the tramlines where tractors had driven, but these were also thoroughfares for foxes so these nests suffered high levels of predation. Most of the agri-environment measures for farmland birds are aimed at the field margins but these don't much help Skylarks which nest in the centre of the fields. Those nesting on grassy moorlands have also declined, but not as badly as the arable-nesters.
This is pretty easy.....the hard part is getting the smoke or halos. You just need to have patience and some strobes :). The smoke turn out here is totally unexpected.
SS: This week's theme is 'Red'.
HMM! This week's theme is 'Unexpected'.
Avian inhabitants on the verge of Edgewater Lake. Neighbors do drive up and feed them, bread unfortunately. Sugar Land, Texas.
Was expecting more of a snowy scene on this first visit to Salt Creek Falls in the Willamette National Forest this morning, but the trees hadn't a speck of snow on them. Still, some patches of fog rolled through from time to time, adding a nice effect, especially when the Sun would peek through, as in this shot.
Through out the Azores, as one would expect, there are many historic Catholic Churches and most have interesting stories. The Church (Igreja) of Nossa Senhora dos Milagres located in the village of Serreta on the Island of Terceira is no exception. Although the current church building there was not constructed until the late 19th Century, the history of the Church and the Parish had its beginnings at the end of the 17th Century. Finding himself persecuted unfairly, Father Isidro Fagundes Machado took refuge in a slightly settled, remote area of Terceira Island called Queimado which is the area where the present-day village of Serreta is located. In fulfillment of a vow, after he arrived, Fr Machado erected a small chapel where he placed an image of Our Lady and a manger with the Child Jesus. As the priest’s reputation spread so did stories of miracles that came to those who visited the site. Many pilgrims came. Even after the Priest died they came to visit the statue (image) and ask for miracles. But the little church fell into disrepair and so did the small hermitage that followed.
The first commitment to rebuild a church in the Queimado area dates back to 1772, when the brothers of the Confraria dos Escravos de Nossa Senhora gathered in the Doze Ribeiras. At the time, it was agreed that the old Church of the Virgin should be rebuilt, in Serreta. However, work on the church only started in 1819, on the initiative of General Francisco António de Araújo, then appointed Captain General of the Azores. It was completed in 1842. The venerated image of the Christ Child and Our Lady again took up residence in the Church after being protected for our a hundred years in the church in Doze Ribeiras.
The 1842 Church was located across the road from the current church and was of a modest size. With a growing number of locals and pilgrims attending, the church’s size was soon insufficient. The building of the current church commenced in 1895 when the first stone was laid. The date on the outside of the church reads 1898 but the constuction schedule suffered interruptions due to lack of resources. The dedication finally took place in 1907. Like many buildings on Terceira, The January 1, 1980 earthquake badly damaged the building. The building was reconstructed but with the same design.
“This is very nice, Sky, as I didn’t expect the man to bring us outside so he could use his picture making thingy.” Said Posh Bear.
“Me neither, Posh, but I agree that it is nice.”
“This green stuff is not comfortable to sit on, he should have brought a blanket for us to sit on.” Said Bertie wriggling.
“I like all these yellow things and also those white things growing around us and over there; they are so pretty.” Said Barnaby.
“The yellow things are called buttery-cups and the white ones I think are called dozies. I can’t image why.” Explained Sky.
“Do you think they could be bits from that yellow ball in the air, Posh? Maybe, after a while bits fall off and land in green places like this.” Asked Barnaby.
“I don’t think so, Barnaby, these seem to come from the ground upwards rather than from up in the air? Also, looking at them, some seem so tall, so they must have been here for some time and well before the orange ball in the sky was around.” Said Posh as he looked upwards at the blue sky as a cloud slipped over the sun.
“I agree with you, Posh, buttery-cups and by the looks of it dozies come upwards and not downwards.” Said Bertie still trying to get comfortable.
“I suppose you are right, Posh, but I do think it suspicious the way the orange ball in the air keeps on hiding behind those white fluffy things. I believe only the guilty hide.” Said Barnaby.
“I wonder why the man put us down here with all these buttery-cups and away from the dozies? Do you think he thought we may damage them?” Asked Bertie while looking about him at the huge field.
“No, I think he just wanted to keep us safe, away from those massive, huge things that are eating close to the dozies.” Said Posh.
“Those huge, massive things on four legs are called moos. I know that because I asked one its name when I was out with the man on his two-wheels thingy, and that was what it answered.” Explained Sky.
“Did it say anything else, Sky?” Asked Barnaby.
“No, it was strange because that was all it would say. I thought that was quite suspicious at the time so I hid back down in the bag while we went past them from then on. They don’t seem to look after their coat very well, it has yuck on it and whatever are those pointy things sticking out of its head?” said Sky shaking his head in despair.
“I think they are called horns, Sky, they sound them when they want you to get out of the way. I’ve heard the man talk about the horn on his four wheels thingy so these must be the same sort of thing.” Explained Bertie.
“I didn’t hear it when we went past, not ever, I’m sure I would have remembered hearing it.”
“Perhaps it just wasn’t working or maybe the man and you weren’t in the way. This green stuff doesn’t get any more comfortable.” Said Bertie.
“I agree, Bertie; when is the man going to do what he wants to do and then we can get back home and make ourselves comfortable on our blanket?” Agreed Barnaby.
“He looks lost without his three-legged thingy. I’m sure he is holding that downside up. Here we go fellas, smile and let us get this over and done with. Buttery-cups may look nice but this one is going to make me sneeze.” Said Posh Bear.
They watched the man move about as he held the camera up to his eye and then click the shutter several times before he put the camera down and arranged the bears in another place and took a few more photographs.
“That was a nice outing I suppose.” Said Barnaby.
“Yes, it made a change.” Agreed Bertie.
“Next time I am going to take a mat to sit on.” Said Sky. “Plus, a jar of honey.”
“I think that is good thinking, Sky, I’ll go along with that.” Agreed Posh Bear.