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and to compliment the black tree previously posted... how about a white one behind the bar???
reviewing this picture makes me want to go grab a drink... so i'm gonna go do that.
DDR, Xbox 360 Kinect style. This is live gameplay depicted here, by the way. As you can see, you are placed in the game. The two people playing at the time I took these shots happened to be cosplayers, so at a very brief glance you might not notice that you've got live humans being edited in with the game's sprites on the fly. Of course, once you look at the image for more than a split second, you'll notice that the images of the human characters is highly pixelated (due to the low resolution of the Kinect system's cameras), but there you go. Do you want to see yourself in a DDR game or not? Cause it's the Kinect way for now or the highway.
So, you're probably quite a ways down the interstate by now, but I'll tell you how DDR Kinekt (not the official title) works, anyway. On the virtual stage are two computer-generated dancers. You try to follow their moves as best you can (presumeably memorising the dance moves so you can perform more fluidly in the future). At times, a swiping line will suddenly illuminate over the computer characters to indicate how you should move your own hands in the next few seconds, or a silohette will appear near your own sprite showing what sort of pose you should adopt in the next second or so. I say 'pose,' but everything happens very, very fast, and it's filled with upper and lower body movements. If you like DDR,or at least the dancing aspect of it, you should love this. With the old DDR, you just tried to move your feet to hit whatever arrows you saw on screen using the giant floor control pad. Sure, you could practice and rehears and integrate upper body movements to look slick, but if you were like most people, you probably just flailed around trying to hit those damn arrows. Now you can actually see on screen what the hell you're supposed to be doing *and* you actually have to do it. Of course, you'll be doing basically Japanese bara-bara moves, which, unless you're a 16-year-old girl, will make you look like an idiot, but then, how's that different from any other DDR game? Looks like tons of fun.
"Joseph Knowles an apprentice of London & son of Richard Knowles Senior of Bardney deceased. this Joseph at ye age of 25 yeares departed this life ye 10 day of August in ye yeare of grace 1603 who by his last Will & testament dated ye 2nd day of Augusst in ye same yeare amongst divers other good & charitable gifts did give £30 to some of his trusty freinds of Bardney to be bestowed on land for ye use & benefit of ye poor that are & hereafter shall be of this town & parish of Bardney for ever. Ye rents & profits of such lands yearely to be bestowed in breaad & to be given weekly every Sonday, immediately after morning prayer to 12 poor people of this town & parish of Bardney every one to ye value of one penny"
"John Knowles senior & bachelor of this parish of Bardney in ye yeare of our Lord God 1603 did also give £10 towards ye furthering of ye gift of his nephew Joseph Knowles before named to make it amount to ye sum of 12 pence ye week as aforesaid to ye same & onely use & uses of ye poore inhabitants of this towne & parish of Bardney yer are & shall be for ever"
The morning we were getting ready to go do the Matthes Crest Traverse, this lady came over to our campsite to see if someone had a phone with a signal so she could call her climbing partner, who had failed to show up the previous night. I did a double-take when she started talking, and was about 99% sure that I knew who she was. Turned out I was right. How cool! One great thing about the sport of climbing is the relative obscurity that legends of the sport can operate in. Bumping into Sybille in the Tuolumne Meadows campground is sort of like bumping into Michelle Kwan at your local ice rink. Pretty neat. And she was nice enough to let me get a photo with her.
In 1973, Sibylle, with Bev Johnson, made the first all-female ascent of El Capitan. The account of the climb was published in the AAJ. You can read "Walls without Balls" here though it ran as "Untitled." You can see Sibylle in the excellent documentary "Vertical Frontiers", one of my favorite climbing films.
Nothing lasts forever. Everything fades away, but nothing is eternal. Do I believe that? Does it matter? I do know that, for all the times that I've got nothing to say, nothing can put an end to my silence. I understand that nothingness is comforting in a way, that for all the busy-ness going on around me, there will always be a time that I can step back and be absent from myself. Just like when I'm asleep. I know that, for some small part of the night, when I'm lost away into some dream or nightmare, unaware and unremembered hours pass by unnoticed until dawn. Where does the time go? Does it matter?
I don't want to sound like I'm unconcerned about the passage of time, but I don't want to give the impression that I'm constantly aware of it, either. Would that image be accurate or not? There's no denying that I find it hard to settle down, to tune out and separate myself from the ever-passing moment. There's something strange about writing your thoughts from a place of disconnected observation, the naked awareness of self watching self, as if waiting for change will somehow make it come to pass. But we all need a nature, and that is mine. Always has been. Sometimes, when I'm looking for a better conclusion to my personal story, I find myself creating situations that I "do something". I start a conversation, visit a place, make a friendship. That what's it like when you feel more like a character than an author, when perhaps you shouldn't be feeling like either.
There's no easy end to any thought, as I discover the more that I write. I used to believe that every story you tell is some sort of lead-in to fantasy, an escape from a reality that's apparently too hard to handle. Writing has become more like a chain than a train of thought, a series of iron links that wrap around me and the person I'm trying to reach. Readers are so unidentifiable, they rarely speak for themselves. Maybe we've been inventing a world where everyone is fishing but no one is taking the bait. What does that say about us as air breathers? Maybe, in the end, we're all just gasping for water.
All New Uvan hybrid...
GO - where you wanna go, DO - what you wanna do..
The new Flower Powered vehicle.
This weeks entries can be seen at: www.flickr.com/groups/pscomp/discuss/72157601842949696/
Thank you dceicl850 for the photo.
Attended one of the best dharma talk with best pals (sui ling and shinling and meiling)on Freedom from Guilt and Fear by Ajahn Bramh yesterday.
He simply has the charm to walk us out of darkness with a content and happy heart. To view all our obstacles, attachments or unbearable life events in life just like speck of dusk. Leaving all negative attitude and thoughts in life and encouraging each being to learn to practice self love and practicing compassion toward those who needed support and kindness when dealing with uncertainties in life. A constant reminder on AFL code..(A)knowledge, (F)orgive and (L)et Go/ (L)earning. And yes he will be back on 24th and 25th of November 2009. Sui and I will sure be there…Hope to see you there:O)
AFL code by Ajahn Bramh
Acknowledge, Forgive and Let Go (AFL).
For those of you who have difficulty meditating, it's because you haven't learned to let go yet in the meditation. Why can't we let go of simple things like past and future? Why are we so concerned with what someone else did to us or said to us today? The more you think about it, the more stupid it is. You know the old saying, "When someone calls you an idiot, the more times you remember it, the more times they've called you an idiot!" If you let it go immediately, you will never think about it again. They only called you an idiot at most once. It's gone! It's finished. You're free.
Why is it that we imprison ourselves with our past? Why can't we even let that go? Do you really want to be free? Then acknowledge, forgive and let go, what I call in Australia the "AFL Code" [2] - Acknowledge, forgive, and let go of whatever has hurt you, whether it's something that somebody has done or said, or whether it's what life has done. For instance, someone has died in your family and you argue with yourself that they shouldn't have died. Or you've lost your job and you think without stop that that shouldn't have happened. Or simply something has gone wrong and you are obsessed that it's not fair. You can crucify yourself on a cross of your own making for the rest of your life if you want to; but no one is forcing you to. Instead you can acknowledge forgive and learn in the forgiving. The letting go is in the learning. The letting go gives the future a freedom to flow easily, unchained to the past.
I was talking to some people recently about the Cambodian community here in Perth and, being a Buddhist community, I have had much to do with them. Like any traditional Buddhists, when they have a problem they come and speak to the monks. This is what they have done for centuries. The monastery and the monks are the social centre, the religious centre, and the counselling centre of the community. When men have arguments with their wives they come to the monastery.
Once when I was a young monk in Thailand, a man came into the monastery and asked me "Can I stay in the monastery for a few days?". I thought he wanted to meditate, so I said "Oh you want to meditate?" "Oh no", he said "the reason I want to come to the monastery is because I've had an argument with my wife." So he stayed in the monastery. Three or four days later he came up to me and said, "I feel better now, can I go home". What a wise thing that was. Instead of going to the bar and getting drunk, instead of going to his mates and telling them all the rotten things that he thought his wife had done thereby reinforcing his ill will and resentment, he went to stay with a group of monks who didn't say anything about his wife, who were just kind and peaceful. He thought about what he had been doing in that peaceful, supportive environment, and after a while he felt much better. This is what a monastery sometimes is: it's the counselling centre, the refuge, the place where people come to let go of their problems. Isn't that better than lingering on the past, especially when we are angry at something that has happened? When we reinforce the resentment, are we really seeing what's going on? Or are we seeing through the perverted glasses of our anger, looking at the faults in the other person, focussing only on the terrible things they have done to us, never really seeing the full picture?
One of the things I noticed about the Cambodian community was that these were all people who had suffered through the Pol Pot years. I know of a Cambodian man whose wife had been shot by the Khmer Rouge in front of him, for stealing a mango. She was hungry so she took a mango from a tree. One of the Khmer Rouge cadres saw her and, without any trial, he pulled out his gun in front of her husband and shot her dead. When this man was telling me this, I was looking at his face, looking at his bodily movements, and it was amazing to see that there was no anger, there was no resentment, there was not even grief there. There was a peaceful acceptance about what had happened. It shouldn't have happened but it did.
Letting go of the past is so we can enjoy the present, so the future can be free. Why is it that we always carry around the past? Attachment to the past is not a theory, it is an attitude. We can say, "Oh I'm not attached". Or we can say, "I'm so detached I'm not even attached to detachment," which is very clever, and sounds very good, but is a lot of old rubbish. You know if you're attached if you can't let go of those important things that cause you to suffer, that stop you being free. Attachment is a ball and chain, which you tie around your own legs. No one else ties it around you. You've got the key to free yourselves, but you don't use it. Why do we limit ourselves so and why can't we let go of the future, all the concerns and the worries? Do you worry about what's going to happen next, tomorrow, next week, next year? Why do you do that? How many times have you worried about some exam or some test, or a visit to the Doctors, or a visit to the Dentist? You can worry yourself sick and when you get ready to go to the dentist you find they have cancelled your appointment, and you didn't have to go anyway!
Things never work out as you expect them to. Haven't we learnt yet that the future is so uncertain that it doesn't bear worrying about? We never know what's going to happen next. When we let go of the past and the future, isn't that being on the path to deep meditation? Aren't we actually learning about how to be at peace, how to be free, how to be content.
These are indications of what enlightenment means. It means seeing that many of our attachments are based on sheer stupidity. We just don't need this. As we develop this meditation deeper, we let go more and more. The more we let go the more happiness and peace it gives us. This is why the Buddha called this whole path of Buddhism a gradual training. It's the path that leads one on, one step at a time, and at every step you get a prize. That's why it's a very delightful path and the prizes get more delightful and more valuable the further you go. But even on the first step you get a prize.
I still remember the first time I meditated. I remember the room. It was at Cambridge University, in the Wordsworth Room at Kings College. I'd never done any meditation before, so I just sat down there for five or ten minutes with a few of my mates. It was only ten minutes but I thought "Oh that was nice", I still remember that feeling. There was something that was resonating inside of me, telling me that this was a path which was leading somewhere wonderful. I'd discussed over coffee and over beer with my friends all types of philosophy, but the "discussions" had always ended in arguments and they never made me happier. Even the great professors at the university, who you get to know very well, didn't seem happy. That was one of the reasons why I didn't continue an academic career. They were brilliant in their field but in other ways they were as stupid as ordinary people. They would have arguments, worry and stress just like everyone else. And that really struck me. Why in such a famous university, where people are so intelligent, are they not happy? What's the point of being clever if it doesn't give you happiness? I mean real happiness, real contentment, and real peace.
Stopped on my way home this morning (04:20) and decided to have a go doing some wirewool spinning on my own - this is the result.
Set everything up - camera set to take RAW and JPEG in Mono (thinking of the 2012 DSLR Skills Course) !!!!
Put the camera on the tripod, focused using a torch shone onto a wooden post - loaded the wirewool into the holder - checked that the IR remote would work over the distance I wanted to use then found out I hadn't got a fooking lighter !!!! AGGGHHHH
Lightbulb moment !!! use the cars cigarette lighter - It might work...... it did PHEW !!!!
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Nikon D7000
Sigma 10-20mm lens @ 11.5mm
F8 @ 20 seconds exposure
ISO400
Giottos Tripod
Cheapy IR remote from eBay (£2.99)
Car cigarette ligher
Le Géant de Sel, statue monumentale installée quelques jours devant la cathédrale de Toulouse, a-t-il été prié d’aller faire ses acrobaties ailleurs ? Cette œuvre en poudre d’acier et polyester, des sculpteurs espagnols Coderch et Malavia, a débarqué le 18 novembre place Saint-Etienne, après avoir voyagé en Suède, en Allemagne ou encore en Italie. Elle représente – sur 2 mètres de haut et trois de large – un danseur japonais de buto, en action. Il est penché en arrière, jambes écartées et un poil plus vêtu que les angelots de la fontaine voisine. Mais certains riverains ont semble-t-il été « importunés » par sa présence devant un site religieux.
« Deux heures après [son installation], la mairie nous a appelés pour nous dire que ça n’allait pas », indique Edouard Guiounet, collaborateur de la galerie Alain Daudet, qui expose actuellement les œuvres de Joan Coderch et Javier Malavia.
Direction Wilson
Et, ce jeudi, le Géant de Sel a plié bagage pour rejoindre l’Esplanade François-Mitterrand, près de la place Wilson. Mais Jonnhy Dunal, l’élu en charge du dossier, réfute que ce déménagement soit lié à des plaintes des riverains. Il a assuré à l’AFP qu’il était prévu dès le départ que la sculpture soit transférée de la place Saint-Etienne à sa nouvelle esplanade, « lieu de passage, neutre ». Selon lui, l’exposition devant la cathédrale devait juste être transitoire, « le temps que l’esplanade soit disponible ».
Pas besoin malgré tout de faire des pas de géant pour l’admirer jusqu’à la fin de l’année, c’est relativement près.
The Salt Giant, a monumental statue installed a few days in front of Toulouse cathedral, was he asked to go do his acrobatics elsewhere? This work in steel and polyester powder, by Spanish sculptors Coderch and Malavia, landed on November 18 at Place Saint-Etienne, after having traveled to Sweden, Germany and Italy. It represents - 2 meters high and three wide - a Japanese buto dancer, in action. He is leaning back, legs apart and a bit more dressed than the cherubs from the nearby fountain. But some residents have apparently been "bothered" by his presence in front of a religious site.
"Two hours after [its installation], the town hall called us to tell us that things were wrong," said Edouard Guiounet, collaborator of the Alain Daudet gallery, which is currently exhibiting the works of Joan Coderch and Javier Malavia.
Direction Wilson
And this Thursday, the Salt Giant packed up to reach the Esplanade François-Mitterrand, near Place Wilson. But Jonnhy Dunal, the elected official in charge of the case, denies that this move is linked to complaints from residents. He assured AFP that it was planned from the outset that the sculpture would be transferred from Place Saint-Etienne to its new esplanade, "a neutral crossing point". According to him, the exhibition in front of the cathedral should just be transitory, "while the esplanade is available."
You don't have to take giant strides to admire it until the end of the year, it's relatively close.
The North Carolina Tar Heels, a power five program out of the Atlantic Coast Conference, dealt Old Dominion its first home defeat since November 2015. But in the loss, ODU gained a new starting quarterback.
True freshman Steven Williams, a graduate of Woodrow Wilson H.S. in Washington, D.C., replaced starting quarterback Jordan Hoy and backup QB Blake LaRussa in the 53-23 loss.
"When you don't have a first down in the first quarter and you have no energy on the sideline because the players feel it, you have to make the move," ODU head football coach Bobby Wilder explained. "I didn't go into this game thinking [Williams] would play."
Seeing his first action, the 17 year old Williams completed 9-of-20 passes for 139 yards and two touchdowns. He also threw an interception and lost a fumble. Williams added 34 rushing yards on seven attempts.
"We haven't developed an identity on offense," Wilder noted. "Stevie Williams today gave us an identity. Steven Williams is the quarterback of the Old Dominion football team moving forward."
"They just said 'let's go," Williams explained of how he learned he was about to receive his first college playing time. "My teammates were all behind me. I just had to go do my job and we'll be fine."
Old Dominion outscored North Carolina (1-2), 16-14, in the second half, after trailing the Tar Heels, 39-7, at the half.
Prior to the game, ODU learned All-Conference USA running back Ray Lawry, the program's all-time leading rusher, has a torn hamstring. Head coach Bobby Wilder reveals the injury could keep Lawry sidelined for the remainder of the season.
i think my pictures are starting to repeat? I honestly have absolutely nothing exciting to write about.. my life has been school, work, cheerleading, and sleep. Nothing has changed and nothing is better or worse than it was before.. life is just dragging along. Sabree has been working on my halloween costume and its starting to look so amazing i can't wait to wear it and show off her amazing skills. My best friends in the whole wide world is coming up tomorrow and it will be the frst time i see her since august.. thats really pathetic but we both know we love each other very much and just get consumed with a dull lives. Mom is coming tomorrow during the day to clean, yes i said clean! She's so amazing she just offered to come up and clean the apartment for us... obviously im not going to decline. I go monday for a sonogram/ultrasound to hopefully finally find out what this fukcing thing causing me pain is. I just want to get it figured out and taken out! Ive literally been disgusted with my own body lately so i started working on fixing that today.. i really hope i can actually stick with it this time cuz if not im gunna be wearing sweats for the rest of my life. Time to go do god knows what... xo
Day 110/365 "Everyone In"
I went to take some pictures at a little fun day that was kept for the kids at The Frazer's Content Basic School today. I'm so happy I ran into this shot because I just got home and remembered that I hadn't done any other shot for the day and I'm too beat to go do one. Yes it qualifies as a self portrait because I'm in it and I took it :p ha!
Equipment: Canon EOS 60D
Tripod
EF28-135 mm f3.5-5.6 IS USM 28mm //2"//4.0// ISO 100
Photoshop CS5
4.20.11
Mark wanted a photo of bike racks parallel to each other. They should be 36 inches apart, but I didn't measure them. I should go do that because they're right by my work.
My first use of Purely Cosmetics' infamous Diamond Perfect Finish Powder! I applied it both under my primer (mainly on the nose), and over my foundation as a finishing powder. It seems to be working properly to reduce the imperfection that is my great big hooter. I'll give it a few more tries before I buy the big jar, however! You can read more about this sparkly stuff and how it works here:
www.lipsticksandlightsabers.com/2009/12/open-in-adobe-acr...
Also, I am really appreciating the subtle glow of Aromaleigh's Les Papillons collection. I do believe I will be purchasing a couple in full-size before they're pulled. Air & Light is a fabulous brow highlighter. I wasn't so pleased with Avalon, unfortunately. Maybe because it's too similar to my eye color?
Face -- Clinique Dramatically Different Moisturizer; YSL TOUCHE ÉCLAT; Bobbi Brown Corrector in Porcelain Bisque; Purely Cosmetics Diamond Perfect Finish Powder; MAC Prep + Prime; Aromaleigh Glissade Mineral Foundation in 00 Alabaster; Hi-Fi Cosmetics Concentrated Gel Blush
Eyes -- Urban Decay Eyeshadow Primer Potion; Fyrinnae Pixie Epoxy (seriously, if you haven't bought this yet and use heavily-spangled loose eye shadow, go do it NOW. I'll wait. OK then...); Aromaleigh Les Papillons Limited Edition Eye Collection in Air & Light (inner corner), Morphing Moon (outer corner & outer lower lashline), & Zephyr's Breeze (highlight in mid-lid); Aromaleigh Rocks! Sonic Eyeshadow in Avalon (outer 2/3); Urban Decay 24/7 Glide On Eyeliner in Graffiti (lower line); Maybelline waterproof Ultra Liner in black* (upper line); Diorshow mascara 090; MAC Brow Set in Sophisticated
Lips -- Urban Decay Lip Primer Potion; NYX Jumbo Lip Pencil in Vanilla Ice (I love this for a cool lip that's not too obvious); Lancome Juicy Tubes Ultra Shiny Lip Gloss in Touched By Light (maybe I should stop using these seeing they're about 4 years old, but I love them so)
*I do not recommend purchase of this product -- sadly, it's the only black liquid liner I own at the moment.
www.cherryculture.com (NYX)
BOX DATE: 2015
MANUFACTURER: Mattel
DOLLS IN LINE: Draculaura; Gigi; Frankie; Clawdeen
BODY TYPE: 2008; DKY18; molded dot panties; straight arms; articulated knees
HEAD MOLD: 2008 "Draculaura"
PERSONAL FUN FACT: I remember seeing this wave of "basic" dolls in stores. The designs are a cute starting point, but I definitely think Mattel could have done more to beef them up. Draculaura is precious--I adore her cherubic face and her heart printed dress. I probably would have bought this gal in stores if she went on sale. Though due to the simplicity of her design, I would have expected a substantial discount. As it was, the $3 the seller at the flea market originally wanted for her seemed steep. It was May 2025...the flea market season was super slow to start that year. There were three weekends we couldn't go do to bad weather. We returned home empty handed another. Prior to finding Miss Draculaura, we only had success treasure hunting one Sunday! I spotted three Ever After High/Monster High dolls sitting on a table and was lured over. I noted Draculaura, Creepateria Cleo, and School Spirit Apple. The guy said they were $3 each. I already had Creepateria Cleo, who was in the best shape and most worth that price. But Apple was intriguing too, so I was originally only going to purchase her. I thought this Draculaura was darling, but again, I felt $3 was too much for her given how inexpensive she was in stores and her missing shoes. As I was preparing to get money out of my wallet, the man said I could have all three of them for $5. That settled it! I was very glad indeed, because I was contemplating whether or not I'd regret leaving this gal behind. She was quite squalid upon rescuing her...the dolls had dirty smudges on their faces/bodies and looked quite neglected. She cleaned up beautifully however--I'm especially impressed with her buttery saran hair!
Do not pass GO, do not collect $200. Very contemporary look to these barred windows which are cells housing inmates at this detention facility (which is quite large). Chain link, razor wire and cinder blocks all add to the feeling of confinement...
© Katherine Cottingham
This took ridiculously too long to set up for such ridiculous results. Everything I do atm is done in rush mode. A few quick snaps & I called it wrap. Gabe & Elroy are such pros now!
Gabe & Elroy were ridiculously interested & anxious to get out into the garage to pose. I think they now associate the camera with cheddar cheese. Hello Pavlov. Now I've got to work on getting them not to look like such tortured dogs! ha!!!
How ridiculous they look in those velvet victorian collars, huh? I spent too much money on them back before Elroy was even born. Yes, Elroy is wearing a hand-me-down collar. He doesn't care -- he just wants cheese!!!!
Ridiculously behind on flickr I am now. I hope to catch up as best I can this next week. But now I need to go clean up the aftermath left behind in my home from all this ridiculous chaos brought about by the holidaze. Don't get me wrong -- I love to give to others as much as I can, but I do tend to make a big mess as I pull it altogether. ;-)
Oh... & that's the photo I had printed on canvas for my parents' Christmas gift. I *think* they will be happily surprised. I can post it here w/o ruining the surprise, because currently they are w/o internet access.
Needed a break from the crazy tonight, so I thought I would go do something silly for a few minutes. I forgot how fun these were to do!
this should give you a taste of our day without me over uploading.
Music is not mine: (no talent in that area for sure)
its by Jonsi. Its called "go do"
House plants with flash. The black horizontal line is inconsistent throughout the role of film. Frames 1-16 are without the line then it comes and goes. Does anyone have any ideas as to the cause?
Being a gear head ain't easy. You have to be as CRAZY as me to be one!
Left, Peter Go doing his usual photo pose and at the right Mr. Manny Manuel chimping on his 1D Mark II N and 5D.
Center - yours truly...
Composition and shot by Manu Antigua. My camera, my lens... My CF card... My Face!
This was used for "Today's Question," another website of mine - go do the question, it's a fun siteTODAY'S QUESTIONS!!!!
The Second annual T4G Go Do! Football Classic - 2013, Toronto - was a battle that will not be forgotten any time soon, no matter how hard we try.
When the drums decided to do disco at the Avial performance at Kyra. this was the moment when my camera decided to go do the disco.
Hello there. Here's the requisite post-haircut self-portrait. I may or may not be feeling as intense and slightly blurry as this photo might suggest. Anyway, I haven't been around the internet much lately, other than to drop a daily post on my blog for my annual foray into NaBloPoMo madness and then go do other stuff (by "other stuff" I mean "work") so... I'm out of touch. How have you been?
Model: Angel
©2008, Will Foster
We decided randomly to go do a photo shoot in a cemetery and Angel was going to dress as Gothic as possible. She didn't really have any Gothic clothing of her own, so after much borrowing, this is what she got, which turned out great!
Every year Atlanta has a month-long photography festival that is comprised of various events and programs. It's called Atlanta Celebrates Photography. I've never paid much attention to it, but this year it's different. I'm trying to do things that I've always been afraid to do.
Today, I participated in an accessible exhibition called My Atlanta - Postcards of a city. It's an exhibition anyone can enter and there are some small awards that are given out.
The event is described like this:
My Atlanta, a festival favorite, is an opportunity for photographers of all ages and with all levels of experience to exhibit their work and compete for prizes. Everyone is invited to bring work to Piedmont Park and hang it in this one-day-only glimpse at Atlanta through the eyes of its artists. Pre-registration is not required. The theme for this year’s My Atlanta is Postcards of a City.
It's a big deal that I took this seemingly small step. I had to push myself to just go do it. I was pessimistic about doing the whole week. I did it anyway (thanks for the inspiration Kim and Myla).
Lo and belhold, one of my images won an award! Second place overall!!! I'm pretty pleased.
If it weren't for the undying flickr support, I would never be able to take these little steps. Thank you all...
This is the "winning" image
Don't you wish life was sometimes? ;)
Well considering I have 4 papers, 1 presentation, 1 final exam and 3 assignments to complete before Steve gets here...on top of work, attending class, and life... I'm wishing things were simple. ;)
However, it's only 3 weeks until he arrives!!!!!!! Waaahoooooo! I'm so excited! Just not that excited about attending to the books... which is what I'll go do right now.
Oh and my gf Camille (who I met while working in London) from Australia is coming to stay with me this weekend, so that'll be a welcomed break! ;) Yay! Can't wait to take photos of her too!
I miss you flickr!
Hope you're all doing well! xx
blog.!!!
The Second annual T4G Go Do! Football Classic - 2013, Toronto - was a battle that will not be forgotten any time soon, no matter how hard we try.
Cheddar Gorge Highline - Part III
For the past good couple of weeks I've been following/chasing Daniel Hunt, an amazing inspiration as a highliner and now a very good friend. This pursuit is part of my long ongoing project to walk a couple highlines and more recently to shoot a feature documentary about Dan's "obsession" with the Cheddar (not the cheese) highline. It has been a mind blowing exercise to watch him progress every single time and extremely hard to describe in words only. Hopefully this images will pass some of the good energy that was lived in this 3rd round. The video piece will be up soon and it will for sure bring some more light to this table of emotions.
Enjoy, Like, Tag, Post, Repost but above all... Be inspired and go do something! :) Ride the planet!
Location: Cheddar Gorge
Highliners: Daniel Hunt, Nadeem Al-Khafaji ,Pedro PImentel
More info @ www.pedropimentel.net
Mandatory Credit: PedroPimentel.net
I couldn't let my childhood baby doll suffer. I tried to make her one of those scary dolls that give me the willies; but she simply is not a creepy doll. She is my Tabitha.
*No offense to my friend Willie.
I have to laugh when I see this pic of myself.So much was wrong with it but a little photo magic,from the Be Funky app, fixed it right up!This is my current Facebook profile pic and now I will divulge a few booboo's that were cropped or modified out of it.
First Secret: You don't need a stylist! To get the full look of my hair,I used a hair dryer/diffuser. Literally, I was blow drying it when I took the pic.A simple cropping job removed the giant Blue hair dryer/diffuser which,if left,would've made the pic look like an ad for some hair product:o)
Next secret:No need to be a fashionista! I was in loungewear but again simple cropping to the rescue! All you can see it the corner of my hoodie:o)
Last secret:You do not need perfect skin! I definitely do not have perfect skin!! I honestly had a little dot(no really a big blob) of anti-blemish cream on my right cheek! I used the Vintage photo setting and somehow it magically disappeared! Love that!!
To tie it all together,I added a frame.The frame that I used is called film strip(same app used to add it).
That's it!
Now you know what goes into making a cool profile pic for real(ie non perfect) people! Go do it, and have fun!! :D
Stopped on my way home this morning (04:20) and decided to have a go doing some wirewool spinning on my own - this is the result.
Set everything up - camera set to take RAW and JPEG in Mono (thinking of the 2012 DSLR Skills Course) !!!!
Put the camera on the tripod, focused using a torch shone onto a wooden post - loaded the wirewool into the holder - checked that the IR remote would work over the distance I wanted to use then found out I hadn't got a fooking lighter !!!! AGGGHHHH
Lightbulb moment !!! use the cars cigarette lighter - It might work...... it did PHEW !!!!
Visit my other Wire-Wool Burning shots HERE
Nikon D7000
Sigma 10-20mm lens @ 11.5mm
F8 @ 20 seconds exposure
ISO400
Giottos Tripod
Cheapy IR remote from eBay (£2.99)
Car cigarette ligher
getting ready for some y-seams...I can do this....
unfortunately my 9 to 5 is at my heels.. so I got to go do some work. This will have to wait till later ... #workallwaysgettingintheway BOM over at www.sewathomemummy.com
Do you want your tattoos to simply display great artwork for visual pleasure or do you want them to mean something? If you want them to mean something, how far down into your personality do you want to go? Do you want to show your interests or your beliefs, a joke or a life motto? What's your goal? Who's for? What's your style?
If you haven't seen Nightmare City and Nightmare City: Catastrophe, I suggest you go do that now.
Links:
Part 1:
www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/355421
Part 2: