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Soft sunset over the mountains.

 

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Rochester, NY. July 2015.

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Car: Suzuki Alto GL.

Date of first registration: 7th July 2005.

Registration region: Birmingham.

 

Date taken: 11th December 2018.

Album: Street Spots

 

Life, it seems, will fade away

Drifting further, every day

Getting lost within myself

Nothing matters, no one else

 

I have lost the will to live

Simply nothing more to give

There is nothing more for me

Need the end to set me free

 

Things not what they used to be

Missing one inside of me

Deathly loss, this can't be real

Cannot stand this hell I feelEmptiness is filling me

To the point of agony

Growing darkness, taking dawn

I was me, but now he's gone

 

No one but me

Can save myself, but it's too late

Now I can't think

Think why I should even try

 

Yesterday seems

As though it never existed

Death greets me warm

Now I will just say goodbye

Goodbye... Metallica

No relation to silly movies. The last series was ice. Not long ago, the series was dark so lets jump back to black; I am fading to dark for this shot of the scene stepping back into the atmosphere, all the way through the greys. Including the foreground, I count seven steps to the sky. Holding those steps took some editing work while preserving some shadow detail. This was shot was balanced for the atmosphere in the distance. Well into spring, May was the season of green sprouting grasses and newly leaved trees but only added a kiss of detail late in the evening. What was a great day in May for snapping up the evening. Today, however,we finally got to March and we expect an early spring but then global warming is taking us way off the charts. Today, February hit more than 61 degrees. Thank you Koch brothers for your assistance in warming the globe. The Faux will scream foul but, in reality there were far more record highs than lows this winter here in Kochistan.

 

I was out shooting the images I could find. I made another loop of the path but the breeze was up a bit and was streaming the grasses to the east. I am out here at Golden Ponds, the Longmont, Boulder County greenbelt and rec area and fortunately, the turn off is only a half-dozen blocks down Hover Street. I wanted to look for possible locations even though the sky had been the pits lately. I wandered the green space and took any evening shots that were available, I shot a few more pictures.

  

Vintage Carl Zeiss Jena Pancolar 50mm @f/2.8 with macro focusing helicoid

 

Natural light, handheld

Two of the same but at different stages of life

... like the mist of a breath on a mirror.

—Joseph Conrad

Faded but very attractive,,,

The Fading light, bright, glowing, distant and diminishing, running away from us... to re appear the in our lives the next day.

 

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Getting cloudy and the light was Fading,but the flower's were still there.

Fading glow of the sunrise as the clouds move in over Lake Superior.

I love the faded colours of this eiderdown that I found at a street market the other day.

My fling with mushrooms is continuing.

I took a drive up Carmi, past the Lost Moose Lodge in Penticton and just started walking on one of the trails. I don't know where to look for mushrooms but I'm gradually learning they like the wet sodden ground in the cold shade. Next time I'll bring my yoga mat and a change of clothes.

 

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Mazzy Star - Fade Into You

  

You live your life, you go in shadows

You'll come apart and you'll go blind

Some kind of night into your darkness

Colors your eyes with what's not there

Fujifilm X-T2 with Fujinon XF 50mm f/2 R WR lens.

1956 DeSoto Firedome

Over 2 decades after the abolition of the Scottish transport regions and small, all-too easy to miss hints of the past still linger on. This for instance, may be the one of the few Strathclyde Transport bus stop flag signs still extant in the Greater Glasgow area & almost certainly the last in the Clydebank area. The trees in the adjacent garden were cut back a few years ago after a severe windstorm, allowing the sunlight to reach this faded relic once more. Plus, those brackets look to be relatively new, so someone seems to want this to last for as long as possible!

 

Location: Kilbowie Rd (northbound, b. Milton Douglas Road), Duntocher

Photo Date: 27th January 2018

at the Pennsylvania Trolly Graveyard.

 

I visited the Trolly Graveyard with one of Matt Christopher's Abandoned America Photo Workshops.

 

If you are interested in his trips to amazing decaying places in the Mid-Atlantic region, check out his website here: www.abandonedamerica.us

I was nearing the end of the day, the light was fading and I was about to say goodbye to Evan and Neil (Peter was already on his way to the airport) when I noticed Josna crossing the road and I approached her straight away. Josna agreed after I explained the project and as we were at a very busy crosswalk I opted for this shop front which Peter had used earlier and I think Neil has also used in the past. I struggled a bit with the light as it was getting quite dark, in hindsight I should have asked Even or Neil to pop out an additional reflector. Josna had just finished work for the day, she works in the massive H&M store which is one of my favourites, Josna was my fifth and final stranger for my visit to Melbourne. I think all up the four of us, Peter, Neil, me and Evan had a very successful day and came away with some great shots and some new friendships and I am looking forward to the next one either in Sydney or Melbourne or perhaps even Perth.

Thank you Josna for stopping after no doubt a very busy day in H&M, I hope you like the photos and I'll send you the originals.

This picture is number 117 in my second round of the 100 strangers project. Find out more about the project and see pictures taken by other photographers at the 100 Strangers Flickr Group page

Olympus OM-D EM-1, Leica 25mm 1.4, ISO 200, 1/100 F1.4. Sunfire reflector for additional light

My beautiful lilies are fading fast

 

The seasons had changed again. Summer's glow was gone and autumns color and cold crept over the forest. The time of the Festival of Leaves was nearing. Sparrow had been preparing for weeks. Stringing leaves for for the necklaces and bracelets, putting lanterns in the trees, decorating the hollows where the dances would nave been. Every where she went she thought she saw the ghostly figures of her family and friends but they were only distant memories fading in and out. Flashbacks of her sitting in her grandmothers lap, listening to her tell the story of the mighty leaves journey, from a new green bud to the colorful decay and then fading to nothing. She had been so young then, so long ago. Her faint memories were of the dances and fires, weaving flowers and leaves into crowns, celebration, songs, floating music. Now she stood alone in the hollow staring off into nothing. 'Where had they all gone?' she wondered, but that was the question the answer would never come. She didn't know why or how. All she knew was that when she was very young one day everyone had disappeared. Vanished like the leaves on the trees, carried on the wind. She was alone. The only forest elf left. She carried on doing what she knew, she followed the traditions, even though she should have been to young to remember them so well it all came naturally to her. She had often wondered how this could be but now she only felt comforted that not everything of her people had disappeared. She faithfully carried out the traditions for her people. She would not forget them. She dawned her crown and waited alone in the hollow for the first rays of sun. The last Sparrow.

 

A little bit about Sparrow

Honestly, there is nothing faded about Sydney, I just couldn't come up with a better title tonight.....

 

Model: Sydney Wright

Hair: Rachael Neukirch

Makeup: Amy Benkis

 

From the last meetup.

Being outside is so muchmore fun when you seen light like this... aided by Polaroid Fade to Black Film...this was scanned minutes after being shot...I think I'll stop the fading in another half hour or so...

Minolta 100mm f4 Rokkor Macro

Copyright 2005-2009 AlexEdg AllEdges (www.alledges.com)

Oporto, Portugal -

 

Model: Marta Luísa Mendes (Author of my flickr icon)

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I think it was back in 2010 that New York had a public arts project where artist painted apples all over the Big Apple. This faded specimen never left East 86th Street.

Baltimore and Ohio SD35 7402 fades away on display at the B&O Museum in Baltimore. With a nice Leslie tooter on the cab, this thing needs some paint.

This old horse drawn hay rake is simply a display now and is fading into history.. The large steel wheels that were once on this machine have long since been removed. I can still remember my grandfather using a dump rake like this as late as the mid 1940's.

My stream is lacking pictures of people (i think) so found this in the archives and messed around with it.

 

Textures by Skeletamess and Dubtastic for the textures

 

Thanks for your comments and visits.

I edited this one in Lightroom to create a faded effect in what was a fairly bright photo of a rose from my garden. I was in two minds about this one as I quite liked the bronze colour of the leaves in the original, which had an almost autumnal feel, but I think it suits the faded effect too. Feedback welcome :-)

Someday these old places will fade away and no one will remember them... unless we keep them in our memories.

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