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This American Coot came up with the equivalent of an "old boot" after "fishing" at King Gillette Ranch, Malibu CA.
Yesterday morning, as the first rays of sunlight graced the horizon, I ventured into Barcelona's Gothic Quarter. It is the city's oldest and, in my opinion, the most atmospheric district. This neighborhood, situated to the east of the La Rambla pedestrian street, offers a maze of small alleyways, hidden plazas, and magnificent historic buildings. While La Rambla may carry a reputation for occasional safety concerns, particularly in the evening and at night, the Gothic Quarter stands as a haven of tranquility amidst the bustling city. Its winding streets are adorned with century-old shops, charming small bars, and cozy cafes, each exuding its own unique character.
Within the Gothic Quarter, there are several highlights to explore. The Plaça Reial, fringed by inviting cafes and restaurants. Plaça Sant Jaume is home to the city hall and the Palau de la Generalitat de Catalunya, which serves as the seat of the Catalan government. And, of course, there is the majestic La Catedral, an architectural marvel that never fails to impress. In summary a picturesque setting to capture some photographs in the morning twilight – Barri Gòtic, Barcelona, Catalonia, Spain.
Sony CyberShot DSC-RX 100
Carl Zeiss Vario-Sonnar T* 1.8-4.9/10.4-37.1
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It's not the first time Barbie has been trapped while attempting to put up her deck chair in the garden.
We're Here are visiting Outdoor Patio and Garden Furniture
Clock work(s)
I think my father was a frustrated engineer. For most of his life he was involved in looking for oil, working out ways to get it out and then to transport and refine it efficiently.
When he retired one of his many hobbies was horology, the study of clocks. He used to buy old broken ones at auctions, dismantle them, fix them and put them back together. Well, that was the theory!
Inevitably the number of clocks dismantled way exceeded the number put back together. This is an image of a tin of his leftover bits of clocks that I have kept. I guess I have kept them partly to remind me of him, but also, quite perversely and worryingly, because I actually like them. I guess I’m a frustrated something or other too :)
There are lots of bits in this image: an escapement for regulating the power from the spring or weights (top left), two parts of a strike mechanism (the large cog with spikes underneath and the arc of metal with teeth), a tiny drum for winding clock weight cord and a pulley in the background.
I like the patina and corrosion on the metal so tried to bring that out in the processing.
This is for the Macro Mondays group’s theme this week Cogwheel. The image is just over 2 inches across.
Thank you for taking time to look. I hope you enjoy the image! Happy Macro Mondays.
[Tripod in daylight with white card reflector; focused in Live View; remote release.
Ten images focus stacked in Affinity Photo.
Curves in LAB mode to strengthen colours and to tweak the contrast. A touch of added saturation and vibrance.
A bit of tidying up with inpainting, but there is a lot of dust and fluff which adds a bit to the feel of the image so I left most of it.
Sharpened using Unsharp Mask for the fine stuff and High Pass filter/Linear blend mode for the big stuff.
Slight dark vignette… and we’re done :) ]
Rien ne peut nous vaincre.
rien ne peut nous arrêter.
Nous seuls sommes un obstacle.
Restons ensemble.
Marchons, pas à pas sur ce chemin.
J'ignore ce que sera demain, Mais je peux déjà le construire maintenant.
Je ne marche plus seul, je le sais.
I'm in love with you, you silly thing
Anyone can see
What is it with you, you silly thing
Just take it from me
It was not a chance meeting
Feel my heart beating
You're the one
You could take all this, take it away
I'd still have it all
Cause I've climbed the tree of life
And that is why, no longer scared if I fall
When I get lost in space
I can return to this place
Cause, you're the one
Nothing fails
No more fears
Nothing fails
You washed away my tears
Nothing fails
No more fears
Nothing fails
Nothing fails
I'm not religious
But I feel so moved
Makes me want to pray,
Pray you'll always be here
I'm not religious
But I feel such love
Makes me want to pray
When I get lost in space
I can return to this place
Cause, you're the one
I'm not religious
But i feel so moved
Mmmm mmm...
I'm not religious
Makes me want to pray
I'm not religious
But i feel so moved
Makes me want to pray
Pray you'll always be here
I'm not religous
But i feel such love
makes me want to pray
I'm not religious (I'm not religious)
But I feel so moved (but it makes want to pray)
I'm not religious (I'm not religious)
Makes me want to pray (But it makes me want to pray)
I'm not religious (makes me want to)
But I feel so moved (pray)
I'm not religious (pray)
Makes me want to pray (pray)
Nothing fails
No more fears
Nothing fails
You washed away my tears
Nothing fails
No more fears
Nothing fails
Madonna, Nothing fails
The image of failure. 4x5 xray negative from 4x5 holder in speed graphic. Meant for a wonderful Lumen on Xray but that was bound to fail, for reasons I am not aware of yet.
This is for everyone who would like to see failure up close and personal.
Europhoenix`s 37510 "Orion" + a failed 37800 "Cassiopeia " leave Gascoigne wood sidings on a light engine move (0M56) to Rectory jn Colwick 04/03/2026.
Kata Tjuta (The Olgas) didn't fail to deliver this evening. As the sun dropped behind clouds sat on the horizon the patient spectators were rewarded to this magical 30 second display.
Kata Tjuta: Uluru-Kata Tjuta National Park
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I spent an embarrassingly large amount of time creating bubbles and having every one of them fail. My bubble solution needs to be remade because the bubbles die and pop very quickly but instead of pouring it out and starting with fresh, I kept going. I wanted to make it work and even though I was frustrated that they lost color and popped. I won't make that mistake tomorrow but need to use one of the images from today as a reminder that when things aren't working we should stop and fix them. I am not sure if you need to hear this message today too but if you know something isn't working instead of just powering through you will end up with better results and be happier if you fix the problem instead of just ignoring it and thinking it will go away. Learn from my failure... especially all of my grammatical errors.
There is something to be said about the intrinsic link between failure and expectation. It seems to me that a key component of failure is expectation. Try to imagine failure without expectation? It's tricky. Because in order to fail, you have to have somehow defined what failure is. And we do this with expectation in hand all the time, be it consciously or otherwise. This image is an example of just that. I set it up, had a shot in mind, calculated my exposure, sat on the tracks counting that exposure off mentally, got up closed the shutter and wound the film. All with an expectation of something. Part of that something was a vague notion of how I wanted the image to look. Another part of that something was the expectation that I calculated the technical aspects of the image correctly - focus, exposure, etc. Yet another part of that something was the expectation that the film would be processed correctly. And so on. You get the idea of how something like this is built off a chain of expectations, even when we don't necessarily think of those expectations. Then, when something doesn't go as expected, for example I somehow blew the exposure and overexposed the frame by several stops thereby producing a more faded, washed out image with a bit of a color cast. Well, that goes against my expectation of how I thought this would turn out. My initial reaction was, "Well, blew that one" and mentally began the process of writing this image off. It was just one photo after all and I make a lot of photos. Also, I am no stranger to "blowing it". I often tell people I could bury them with the boxes of throwaway sample prints from "failed" images that I have accumulated over the years. But then again, as I implied above, what is failure really, other than unmet expectations? And if that is really a key to failure, can failure not be converted to something else merely by either tweaking those expectations or simply by not handcuffing yourself to them. It is fine to have expectations, it is also fine to set them aside. After a day, and a second visit to this negative, I gave my initial expectations of this photo a rest and what was left behind was something that was neither expected nor failed. I don't know what it is, nor do I really need to. It is another image in my collection that has something that intrigues me, that has given me something to consider and think about. I used to remark to students that if a every photo you make teaches you something, are there really bad photos?
Anyway, just some thoughts inspired by my misexposure in the making of this particular image. And no, I still don't quite know how I goofed this one up. But I am ok with that too. If I knew, I might want to do it again and that wouldn't be nearly as fun as when it happens incidentally.
Hasselblad Flexbody
Silberra Color 160
8f class locomotive 48305 is seen on shed at Haworth 1940s weekend. The loco is in light steam as it had failed earlier in the day
Trail does not necessarily equal fail on the Iowa Pacific-operated 'Hoosier State', as demonstrated by GP40FH-2 4137, bringing up the rear of the classy consist at 18th Street on its way out of Chicago.
The flight from Frankfurt to San Francisco is a journey I've taken many times, and yet, every time I depart, the view of the city of Frankfurt never fails to amaze me. I often find myself hoping for a colourful morning sky or a light layer of fog that reveals just the tops of the buildings, making for a truly breathtaking view. Although I've only witnessed this elusive moment once and, unfortunately, I did not have my camera with me at the time, I remain hopeful that one day I'll be able to capture this stunning view - Frankfurt, Germany
Cái ký túc thân thương đáng yêu mỹ miều của mình đang tân trang lại sắc đẹp.
Chụp xong cái ảnh cũng là lúc trên người có thêm chục vết muỗi đốt.
Chẳng thành công vs bất kỳ thể loại nào :(
Cố đấm ăn xôi là có ngày ăn cựt.
If you ever wondered what Truck vs. Bridge looked like, here it is.
This had obviously just happened. The cops werent there yet. The poor guy was sitting in the cab on his cell phone, with a "I don't even know what happened" look on his face.
Sad, kind of. There's no way that this isn't a terminable offense.
Not deliberately water entered the camera. It was in vertical position and inclined upwards, with the weak part up.
Beer can pinhole camera.
Exposure: 2016-12-26, 2017-05-29, 154 days.
Ilford multigrade brillant paper.
Scanner: Epson V370.
One from last summer. You can’t fail to be in awe of the glacial melt waters that carved this stone, nature’s artwork. One of my favourite hills as a backdrop, Penyghent. I do love the Dales, particularly the way that each has its own character.
Very scarce display of Orionid meteors this year... But Orion is Orion!
Nikon D600 full spectrum Nikkor AI 50mm f/1,2 @f/2,8 (40 year old lens) 4x60s ISO 3200. Very heavy light pollution from suburban sky at Pico Sacro, near Santiago
Number: CT-1024-52
Name: "Titus"
Rank: ARC Sergeant Grade 1
3rd Regiment of the 253rd Elite Legion
|||[Log entry]|||
" We had new orders ! Destroy the A-series assassin droids, before they could kill some Jedi. I kinda failed. Kinda. For me it is okay, but less for command. I destroyed every assassin droids I met , but some of them found some Jedis, and Padawans before me. Not even able to protect themselves from a droid. I have the feeling that we, from the 253rd, are the babysitters of these Jedis. I had to take care of a Padawan who's master was lost. By lost, I mean he was killed. The Jedi, his apprentice and a couple of clone attacked a trench held by Nationalists. Most of the clone died. Well, all of them in fact. The Jedis made it into the trench, and started to cut some arms. And head. Stuffs like that. But then the assassin droid I was tracking found them. He shot the Jedi in the back, and was about to do the same to the Padawan, but I killed it before it could do that regrettable act . Then the Padawan get shot by one of the few Nationalists who were remaining. I finished what the Jedis started in the trench. Only one Nationalist was alive. He was yelling in pain, as the Jedi, before he died, cut his leg.
/CT-1024-52, Me/ Hey, Padawan. Achieve this man. He's suffering.
/Padawan/ .. No ! I ... I can't ! I can't ! No !! Help me to get out of there !
/CT-1024-52, Me/ Not until you achieve him.
/Padawan/ Why don't you do it yourself ?
/CT-1024-52, Me/ Always the clones who have to do the dirty work right ? No, I don't want to.
/Padawan/ You said he was suffering. Do it
/CT-1024-52, Me/ No. I don't give a fuck if he's suffering. I don't want to. You should be happy that I'm not mutilating him right now. But, you don't like to see him suffer. You're a Jedi after all. Well, sort of.
He stabbed the men in is heart
/Padawan/ Now help to get out of here. I'm wounded.
/CT-1024-52, Me/ I don't care. Get out that trench alone. I already saved your life. Twice.
/Padawan/ Twice ?
/CT-1024-52, Me/ The A-serie droid first, then the Nationalists. Twice. Now get out of there, we're moving. The command, unlike me, would be happy to see a Jedi alive. Even if you're not really a Jedi.
/Padawan/ You're completly insane.
/CT-1024-52, Me/ Yeap, I know. I'm fucked up. I'm a bit of a psychopath... But adapted to this war.
Indeed I was. Jabiim is an hell. I liked it at first, but now, I just want to get out of there. Because of the wrong decisions from command, we will lost. It's sure. Alpha, Kenobi, and most of the Jedis generals are missing. Or dead. I think that none of us will leave this planet alive."
|||[Log end]|||
92032 heading failed 92010 1M16 2045 Inverness to London Euston Caledonian Sleeper in the morning sunshine at Wigan SP. The service was a mere 247 minutes late. 8th October 2022.
High School Reunion project - shot in collaboration with Ron Nabity. Thanks to the students and instructor of Sacramento City College Photo 392 class for the awesome modeling work!
Strobist: Two AB800s in back of room for rim light. Gridded ABR800 just off-camera left for fill on "Failing Student", SB-26 camera right just outside frame to light "Smart Girl" in the second row, SB-26 in softbox camera right as key, 580 EX bounced off ceiling for general room light and fill.