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...time folds. And you find yourself overlaying the present with a moment from the past. And your experience of things builds in strange ways and those folds become more intricate. We bob and weave, duck and dive through it. There are moments when we're invisible to ourselves and others when we're in many moments at once. And all the time we're edging forward, but it's slow and fast at once. We're so impatient we don't see how steadily we're hurtling through it, using it all up.
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The desert night lay hushed, a vast stage of silence. On a jagged outcrop, a lone coyote stood rigid—its silhouette carved against the pallid glow. The sands shimmered faintly, stars burning overhead, while the breeze whispered across the dunes.
By the fire, Reed and Butler sat listening to the crackle and pop of the flames. Old friends since school, they made this pilgrimage to the desert twice each year, trading stories before sleep claimed them. A final cup of coffee, then the night would close.
Reed paused. Something stirred. The coyote was gone from the rock. Then—again—a sound. Low, wet, gurgling. Just beyond the firelight. His eyes strained, but the blaze blinded him to the dark.
The glare broke with motion. A monstrous shape vaulted over the fire. Claws like scythes tore into Reed’s chest. Butler screamed, scrambling to rise, but the beast was upon him in an instant. The desert swallowed their cries. In seconds it was over.
Its grotesque head swiveled, yellow eyes burning as they swept the camp for movement. Sand still clung stubbornly to its charred scales, its body etched with blisters from radioactive earth.
Hatched prematurely it had been placed in an incubator, a device that ultimately led to its survival in more ways than one.
From the poisoned sands near the crater at what had been Site N39, crazed and more vicious than those before, it had clawed its way free.
Ravenous hunger gnawed at every fiber.
Now, it would feed.
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Folding Waves ... from the moment I started photography I have been intrigued by shutter speed ... especially at the shoreline. Taken earlier in the year from Clogher beach Dingle ... Co Kerry . I think I spent 3 hours shooting just the waves alone . Focal length was 300 mm with Olympus OMD EM1 M3 with Panasonic 100-400 mm at half a second shutter with the aid of Nisi little stopper . Equivalent full frame of 600 .
The most westerly hills of the Indo-Myanmar hills, where the Brahmaputra delta becomes crumpled and uplifted above the subduction zone between India and Myanmar.
Macro Mondays theme: Just White Paper. Origami Fujimoto Hydrangea (lowest 3 levels out of 6, approx. 2 inchesx2 inches in picture). Back-lit using the yellowish light from a flashlight.
Folded from white printer paper cut into a square.
This rose stood out as I walked through the Huntington Library Rose Garden. I loved the red folds and the golden core !!
Panoche Valley
View from the summit of the Panoche Access BLM road. Beautiful day with lots of flowers, and not very many birds.
Folded Star or Somerset patchwork is made by folding rectangles of fabric into triangles then overlapping them in the design
Designed and folded by me, Chad Killeen. Folded from one uncut square of origamido paper. Designed ....um... some time ago, I don't know when. But revised in January 2009.
This model is almost identical to my previous cicada design with the exception of the pleated abdomen.
The paper is actually a shiny brown (which I was rather reluctant to use but I'm kinda running out of my nice paper) but in this lighting it came out looking green-ish, so thats good!
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The Pacific Northwest may be the most diverse place to photograph the landscape in the world (it is certainly arguable). I have been to this location for my own pleasure and taken workshops more times than I can count, but for some reason, I have not processed many images from here. This was taken many years ago, and I just recently decided to develop the file.
2018 Road Trip to Tuktoyaktuk, NWT via Dempster Highway and the Inuvik-Tuktoyaktuk Highway or ITH (Tuk Highway).
From Merriam-Webster:
august: Marked by majestic dignity or grandeur
August: the eighth month of the Gregorian calendar
When trying to find a title for this Unicorn, I realized that august is a very fitting word to describe such a fantasy animal.
I made the unicorn in the middle of August and even though I am only posting it here in September, I still consider it an "August Unicorn"
This unicorn is folded from a single square sheet of mulberry paper, painted white on both sides with acrylic paint beforehand.
Yes, I painted an already white paper because this type of paper is so soft that it would not hold its shape without the paint layers to harden it a little.
The design is from Roman Diaz, it is his oldest (as far as I can tell) of several Unicorn models.
Bill rides through the city on his way to work every morning on his Montague Swissbike TX folding bike.
7.10.09.AWW THANK YOU EVERYONE :D! I GOT 1000 PHOTOSTREAM VIEWS! I feel so accomplished x]
Time passes by, Direction unknown
So Long Goodbye- Sum41
Time sure does pass by, I have only 2 more weeks (8 days) of summer school and today my school uniform came in the mail all in a nice box and neatly folded.
Most people dont like wearing uniforms, honestly it doesnt bug me that much. I actually prefer them. I mean, I like getting up and knowing what I'm going to wear. I don't have to worry about what anyone else is wearing because they'll be wearing the same thing.
I'm nervous for high school and as much as some of the kids from my old school don't even talk to me now, I miss them.
Right now, I have to finish up some pre-ib algebra homework and I have to write about 12-15 sentences about myself in italian >.<
I'll probably hang out at Paulina's later.