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This commemorative painting on an aircraft hanger wall reminds us of a past era, now fading from memory. I suspect that this year will also be the end for other notable airlines.
This photo was taken by a Minolta Autocord Seikosha-MX TLR medium format film camera with Chiyoko Rokkor f=75mm 3.2 & 3.5 lenses using Kodak Ektar 100 film, the negative scanned by an Epson Perfection V600 and digitally rendered with Photoshop.
Something a little different in style and presentation. This was shot open as wide as my 55-200mm VR lens would go and then faded out in Photoshop.
Hope you enjoy this little quiet part of the garden..
Looking like a grey faded ghost with daft luminous sectors 37688 "Great Rocks" is seen struggling with a blown traction motor been pushed by KFC 37418 at Moorgates during the North Yorkshire Moors Excellent Thrashy Claggy Diesel Gala 14/06/2025
As I end this fraction of my Black Gold project/series which reflects on self loathing. I'm extremely grateful for having this model participate in my method/madness, not only did he understand and relate to the concept but he willingly went beyond the call to allow it to be fluid and together we were able to create exactly what I envisioned, exactly what I wrote a couple months ago. "12 years thinking my shade too dark" - understanding yourself is always challenging but the beauty you find in making peace with who you are and how you look isn't only liberating, it's monumental! It's a pivotal part to achieving that eternal pursuit of happiness, the ever changing and elusive. Growing up in a house where I was the only dark one I often wondered how would it be if I was lighter. Would I be pretty? Would I now be attractive? Would I be free of one more stigma? Would the general public love me more? And without me even noticing this transcended into deeper and subconscious personality traits. I started to only see beauty in what was fair and the media only cemented this vision by displaying and monopolizing what shades were deemed alluring, coincidentally the lack of love and appreciation for melanin is exactly what made me love it even more, what made me love me even more. So in this series I've exaggerated complexions to fully explore the contrast in the narrative. In some cases making it exactly as it is, BLACK AND WHITE.
So this series begins with Pride meanders through perspective, decisions and ends with a hopeful fade.
Pride, he stood looking out with all his darkened splendor thinking he could take on the world, thinking he's ready for any challenge but as the look lingers on he begins to experience doubt, a doubt that plays with his mind. Which leads to a myriad of conflicting emotions.
Here's the piece I wrote that started it all.
I look at my skin and I think that it isn’t enough somewhere my hue falls short my shade just isn’t right and therefore my life isn’t worth as much. I look at my skin and I wonder why I hate this shade, was I somehow subconsciously indoctrinated, somewhere I was taught that my shade would never be enough, that it would always be poorly represented, corporately BLACKlisted, aggressively persecuted. I look at this skin and think that there isn’t any beauty in it, I loathe this skin, this skin that acts a certain way, this stereotypical skin, this melanin. I look away from this skin to find acceptable beauty, they must be lighter than me, brighter than me, fairer than me, redder than me, whiter than me. RIGHTER THAN ME. More commercially represented than me. They just mustn’t be me! And even though mama tried to teach me that nothing was wrong with it, I just somehow fail to see, how this could ever be true so with pride in everything other than myself I walk to the sea, to be washed clean, to become a new, fairer, lighter, beautiful me. - Complexion.
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
A shot taken looking along Burbage brook from Toad's Mouth, near longshaw Estate in Derbyshire just as the evening light starts to fade.
I had a bet with one of my buddies. He, being a die hard laker fan, and, me, being a die hard celtic fan. Winner of the series, gotta wear the respective winning team's jersey and post it on facebook. What a excruciating loss and but what a series. Until Oct comes around, no more basketball shots. Congratulations LA lakers, boy does it pain me to say that.
The setup shot for this was easy as again, it fit my mood for the night.
strobist:
sb-800 @ 1/4 power in a collapsed umbrella, subject left. triggered by pwiIs.
This image captures a decaying billboard standing tall at the edge of the highway, a fading testimony to a bygone era of advertising. The structure seems to be on the verge of collapse, with missing panels and remnants of the original ad hanging below, barely clinging on. A bird’s nest finds a home in the wreckage, illustrating the resilience of nature amidst the crumbling man-made relic. The billboard, once a powerful symbol of consumerism and commercialism, now evokes a sense of desolation and decay.
As one gazes upon the weathered billboard, they can’t help but ponder its relevance in today’s world of technology and distraction. With most people glued to their phones, it’s unclear whether the traditional advertisement medium holds any persuasive power. The scene seems to embody the concept of broken promises, as the once-glorious ad campaign now lies in disrepair, forgotten and forsaken.
The fragmented layers of the billboard add a sense of depth and texture, reminiscent of urban relics and vanishing ads from the past. The peeling paint and rusted metal are a testament to the passage of time and the inevitable process of disintegration. This image, captured by Duncan Rawlinson, is a haunting reminder of the transience of human endeavors and the fragility of our creations.
With its crumbling structure and faded glory, this photograph titled “Faded Persuasion” is an evocative portrayal of the decline of traditional advertising methods and the relentless march of time. The image serves as an urban canvas, illustrating the impact of neglect and obsolescence on the physical world around us. The decaying billboard stands as a poignant symbol of a world that once was, and the ever-changing nature of our cultural landscape.
A once proud home on the Eastern Plains of Colorado is slowly fading into history with each passing season. This home has the earmarks of the classic prairie home complete with the rocking chairs on the front porch. Colorado has a tendency to remember it's rich mining heritage at the expense of the wonderful history of the high plains.
This area has a rich history and was once the home of the Cheyenne Indian nation. They hunted the Buffalo on these plains and the grasslands provided everything they needed. Farmers now surround the fading town and a mill now dominates the landscape. Soon this town will be lost to Colorado and it's rich history will be forgotten and as Coloradans we will lose a little bit of our soul.
Texas Photo Festival 2010, Smithville, TX
Continuing with the theme of downtown Smithville, here is an image of a faded advertisement from long ago. I was drawn by the layers of painted signs. The light and shadows that forms a star pattern occurred naturally.
Wild apple blossoms .. past their prime but I love the colors of soft green and dark green .. fading to summer.
I think I love them just as much as they start to fade. Every year, their appearance just makes me so happy. Growing tulips in the desert isn't the easiest thing but most years, we manage to make it work. PA - routine. I am out every morning looking to see what is new in the garden. I couldn't believe my tulips started to bloom before I got home from our trip.
UP SD60 #2217 leads YCNYC off the IHB connector and back into Yard Center with interchange from the CN. It sucks to think that a year or two ago it was still easy to shoot SD60s and Ms on UP transfers.
Regimental colours in Norwich Cathedral.
These old flags become so threadbare that you can see through them. They are like memories fading before your eyes.
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"Fade Into Sunrise", Sleeping Bear Dunes National Lakeshore, Michigan
Photographed this one after staying up all night shooting time-lapse of the Milky Way over Lake Michigan. I was pretty much totally exhausted and falling in and out of sleep waiting for the sunrise. Then all of the sudden I looked up to see Sleeping Bear Bay illuminated from the early sunrise red glow in deep red, orange and yellow brew of color tones across the surface of the slowly pulsing water.
Fine Art Photography by Kenneth Snyder at unifiedphoto.com
One last shot on the way back to the car, before the rain obscured the light entirely and I returned home for breakfast :)
For this week's Get Pushed!! challenge, I was paired with the incredibly talented jayneboo, who is a gifted nature photographer and doesn't back down from a challenge, either! I hope you'll take a moment to look over her photos - they're quite breathtaking!
In return, Jayneboo issued a choice of two challenges to me. The first was to explore my hometown and create a photo postcard to show it off. Sadly, we were soon hit with a freakish October snowstorm that dumped anywhere from 4 to 18 inches of heavy wet snow on Connecticut. Not only was most everything I'd consider scenic and photogenic now covered with snow, but it was downright treacherous getting out!
Good thing I was offered a backup choice, which went something like this: "Think of your favorite film, TV series or book title and show us what it is - with no hints or tips - leaving it to all members of the group to work it out. I am banning Little House on the Prairie - too easy for you I think!"
So, with a challenge worded that way, I'm really not at liberty to provide much in the way of commentary on this week's photo. Enjoy!
**Edit / Update**
It took a little while, but my challenger herself (Jayneboo) as well as Hickamore Hackamore actually guessed correctly what we were working at with this photo. The sense of loss in this photo plays out many times in The Time Traveler's Wife and I wanted to try to convey that sense of disappearance. I could conceive of two ways to accomplish this: photoshop or multiple exposure. Since my skills in photoshop (or GIMP) are fledgling at best, I opted for the second method. However, the camera isn't capable of it. "Hmm. I got it!" I picked up a party store strobe light and set it to the slowest setting it had and left the shutter open for a couple seconds, half the time with my hand in Mrs SmileMoon's hands, then quickly jerking it out of the frame before the next strobe flash went off. She was very patient with me. :-)