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Control of fire by man.
Transformed danger in tool.
Evolution of humanity, always united in the use of fire.
Admirable beauty of the flame.
Parade of geometrical shapes.
Fluid transitions.
Teetering and mixing.
Constant fluidity plastically perfect.
Colors dynamism.
Fascinating spectacle.
Relentless.
Stimulates the look.
The dream.
The rambling
The Imagine.
Enjoy …
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This was shot in my home at night. Today is 'Deepavali'' , the festival of lights celebrated all over India for good health, happiness and prosperity. Wish you all a Wonderful Deepavali !!
This is kinetic photography, so called because to obtain these shots I have utilized not only handheld camera movement but I have also thrown my camera into the air, spinning it and tumbling it, hopefully catching it, and sometimes dropping it.
For those of you who have followed this series you will remember that I have dropped this camera many times now, and finally dropped it while throwing it high into the air outside, failed to catch it, and it hit the concrete and cracked open.
The little camera, after all of this hideous abuse to obtain this type of art, still works! So now I am willing to take greater and greater risks with it in order to push the envelope and make as dramatic a photograph as I can.
These four shots were made this morning by candlelight, and one photo is of a fiber optic lamp.
You can see more of these types of kinetic photographs in my set titled “Flux Velocity:”
www.flickr.com/photos/motorpsiclist/sets/72157622224677487/
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This is, as one may already suspect by reading the title, a flame of a torch.
Oh, by the way: it is *not* edited.
I created this for the subject of opposites for my Blackthorn Photography course.
Full details can be found on my blog on page Fire and Ice How To
Me and Steph had lunch at the Black Horse. A lovely pub, but no horses in sight. We ate like Kings, and I had a couple of pints of Landlord, which is proper nice beer. There was a wood fire and the decor was good and pub-ish. I'd recommend it, but who else in the world lives in Milton Keynes?
For those of you paying attention to the story... The dog from a few pictures ago Passed a few daze ago. One of the quills that we could not get went in too deep. She went peacefully while I held her head in my hands. We cremated her in a beautiful place the next day. This picture is of the many taken as the spirit soars.