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Braving the summer storm.
An image from last July.
Nikon D7200 - ISO 100 - 1/320sec - Sigma 17-50mm F2.8 EX DC OS HSM @ f/9
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A female domestic cat with a light-brown fur looks directly and fearlessly into my camera as I take her photo at a closer range.
Captured on a village street in Subic, Zambales, Philippines.
I took some pictures, then got a few steps closer, took a few more, got closer... repeat until he was filling the frame.
Toppenish NWR
"I don't think that foolish werewolf knows what I am capable of doing to him."
Winter is not afraid of the big bad wolf.
Blythe a Day - Werewolf in London 10/25/22
I did not know what to do for this prompt, but I wanted to play :)
Winterish Allure Blythe
Hat - from a headband from a drugstore
Dress - Etsy
Background - Image sold by Home Depot
Blythe added in 3D Paint
Mono version of D400 at Crewe with the first leg of The North West Wanderer to Carlisle, 10th August 2024
Water is my eye
Most faithful mirror
Fearless on my breath
Teardrop on the fire
Of a confession
Fearless on my breath
Most faithful mirror
Fearless on my breath
50 050 Fearless takes 1C25, the 09:40 Paddington - Penzance past Bridge 99 near Crofton
A viewpoint now lost to vegetation
thanks to my fearless admin, Tyson... who never tired give me the answers from the first time i know photography :)
i asked question bout lighting, composition... and softwares!!! :P
p.s: my task to show you the beautiful things from my country ;)
This arrogant looking brown thrasher hopped over my toes while heading to his regular perch close to the suet feeder.
I bought this flute in the eighties on a trip to New York City. I've played it in bands, orchestras, flute choirs, kirtans, and now in an improv group. Improvising makes me fearless.
I am grateful for my flute.
On a most memorable and wind filled evening, I had a square mile of Iceland beach to myself. I began to walk and saw that the sand had odd designs on it, much like the whole beach had been woven on a loom. When I made it to the water's edge I saw the wind make patterns on it I could never have imagined. After staring at them for a while I started back. The most prominent thing now in front of me was a torc-shaped mountain. Sort of fitting, since the bold crags and sweeping hills of Iceland adorn it much like jewelry. Above it was a cloud that seemed to be rushing toward me with the vigorous wind. Yet the position of the mass never seemed to leave the mountain. Later I found that it in fact spun upon the top of it like an airy grindstone. I kept thinking about standing at the center of the mountain's crater watching the weather whirl above me. It was too far to walk, but were I that bird, I'd be flying into the storm too.
Try staring at the bird, the clouds begin to move. And to recreate my evening, blast the biggest/coldest fan you have at yourself and put Marrow by Yob in your earbuds.
Location: Kommetjie.
Description: I thought that it might make a refreshing change to start off the new year with a photograph that is not square nor a Vertorama.
When Andre and I recently spent the day shooting at different locations around the Cape Peninsula, we ended up on the rocks in front on the Slangkop lighthouse near Kommetjie. We still had a few minutes before sunset, so we both wandered around the rock-pools looking for interesting angles and compositions.
The tide was low, but it was rising and every now and then a slightly larger than normal wave would break, sending me scampering for higher ground. Not Andre though... whenever he noticed such a wave approaching, he would merely make sure that he had a firm footing... and take it head-on! :)
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Equipment: Nikon D300 (Sigma 10-20mm)
Date: January 2009