Instant Gratification (film)
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Le Mont Saint - Michel
Normandie/France
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“She loved the sea only for its storms, cared for vegetation only when it grew here and there among ruins. She had to take a kind of personal advantage out of things and rejected as useless everything that did not promise immediate gratification, since her temperament was more sentimental than artistic, and what she was looking for were emotions, not landscapes."
Gustave Flaubert
- Madame Bovary -
" Nothings really the same, Except my heart that’s same, But my brains not the same, Suffering depressions that I cannot tame, Losing my mind it feels like everyday, Drowsing in thoughts and my hate, Gonna have to break the gate , The gate of gratification and grace , shaded in deceived colors of enthusiasm upon the safe shallows of death killing a devilish grin with pure sarcasm "
Rest hope you all enjoy amsy work as always ^^
Amsy ♡
It's strange how instant gratification evolves over time: from popping bubble wrap... to pushing a button... and now, returning to "normal"...
But "normal" has changed, normal is now wearing a mask and practicing physical distancing.
Delaying gratification can slow the virus spread and help with returning faster to something more like the "old normal".
What is required from us and how we respond to that will shape the story we'll tell in the future.
The Westphalian intruder entered Lower Saxony again today with his black scooter to discover more interesting spots in the "Osnabrücker Land". Early Summer is perfect for countryside photography but there are some challenges like billions of mosquitos fighting the photographer and spoiling pictures. You can spot a few thousand of them on each shot...Bissendorf, Lower Saxony, Germany
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The pleasure principle is the driving force of the id that seeks immediate gratification of all needs, wants and urges. In other words, the pleasure principle strives to fulfill our most basic and primitive urges, including hunger, thirst, anger, and sex.
The remains of an old windmill (near Kearney, County Down) mark the last signs of a simpler way of life that has all but vanished from our modern world.
We now live in a fast-paced, industrialised world dominated by instant gratification and self-obsession. A world without moral absolutes, where anything goes. A world that says "live for the moment".
It is a world that also appears to be dominated by anxiety, hopelessness and a complete lack of contentment.
Above all, we live in a world that gives little or no thought to the Creator and what He expects of us.
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Stand ye in the ways, and see, and ask for the old paths, where is the good way, and walk therein, and ye shall find rest for your souls.
(Jeremiah 6:16)
fetishism - /ˈfɛtɪʃɪz(ə)m/ : a form of sexual behaviour in which gratification is linked to an abnormal degree to a particular object, activity, part of the body, etc. :P
clothes from : Deviant Behavior and hair from Sci
"Photography, like any other art, is a form of communication. The artist is not blowing bubbles for his own gratification, but is speaking a language, is telling somebody something."
William Mortensen
a traditional rural home from the Moslavina region, Croatia
The photo was taken by the Sony Xperia Z3 smartphone and processed with its photo-editing software. While the processing may look like a lot of work, it actually took less than 5 minutes (thought I'd just share my temporary excitement with the instant gratification of smartphonography, I'll be pulling this one offline shortly).
then squeeze out an exposure and capture what you’ve seen to be preserved forever—on film or digitally—is instant gratification :-)
Walter Chandoha
HBW!! Truth Matters!
hydrangea, sarah p duke gardens, duke university, durham, north carolina
“Photography, like any other art, is a form of communication. The artist is not blowing bubbles for his own gratification, but is speaking a language, is telling somebody something.”
— William Mortensen
PS - the temperature was 17°F this morning and the bubbles still didn't freeze.
*explore #439 - 11/08/09
Water has no taste, no color, no odor; it cannot be defined, art relished while ever mysterious. Not necessary to life, but rather life itself. It fills us with a gratification that exceeds the delight of the senses. -Antoine de Saint Exupéry
After plucking a paper wasp out of the air, Loggerhead Shrike started to impale it on a thorn but then opted for immediate gratification and swallowed it down at Brazoria National Wildlife Refuge.
before photography took hold of me, I was addicted to quilting and made close to 100 quilts... this is from an applique quilt I made through my library, Block Of The Month... each block taught me something new and a lot of hand sewing... the yo-yo's all measured 1 1/2 inches across...
My entry for Macro Monday - Cloth
The quilt measures 62"x82"
Quilting takes a long and photography is instant gratification!!
make the kind of pictures you want to make :-)
Edward Joseph Ruscha
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echinacea, coneflowers, j c raulston arboretum, ncsu, raleigh, north carolina
I drive past this everyday morning before work during the sunrise but I'm unable to shoot any photos. I had to wake up early on my day off to get this. I'm sure everyone on Flickr knows the gratification of getting their shots after waking up early. Photo: Lou T.
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“I love shopping. There is a little bit of magic found in buying something new. It is instant gratification, a quick fix.” ~ Rebecca Bloom
The important thing in contemplation is not gratification and rest, but awareness, life, creativity, and freedom. In fact, contemplation is man’s highest and most essential spiritual activity. It is his most creative and dynamic affirmation of his divine sonship.
-The Inner Experience Notes on Contemplation, THOMAS MERTON
In a world where AI feeds our desire for instant gratification as soon as we have a thought or need, it is grounding and humbling to walk in a place that is impervious to the wishes of man. Created by time and the most natural of elements, water and earth, a beauty emerges that is wondrous in its impossibility. Man's interference is not welcome or wanted here. Here patience is respected. The Navajo understood the sacredness of this space, knowing that there are things larger and greater than themselves.
Water has no taste, no color, no odor; it cannot be defined, art relished while ever mysterious. Not necessary to life, but rather life itself. It fills us with a gratification that exceeds the delight of the senses.
ANTOINE DE SAINT-EXUPERY (1900-1944), Wind, Sand, and Stars, 1939
Taken: ME
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Hot, sticky, cloudless ... tonight was a night for the instant gratification of digital if there ever was one.
But 4 more rolls to get back the lab tomorrow.
From my exhibition: "秘 (Hi) — Seeing Without Seeing", presented at Kondor Art Center.
This series is an invitation into the quiet.
Inspired by the Japanese aesthetic of 秘 (Hi)—which speaks to the beauty of what is purposefully hidden—I’ve let absence guide the way. These images do not shout. They whisper. They leave space. They suggest rather than explain.
Each photograph in this collection is a study in restraint. I have chosen to obscure, crop, veil, or fragment parts of my subjects—not to distance the viewer, but to draw them closer. What is not shown becomes as vital as what is seen, activating the imagination and allowing space for personal interpretation.
Inspired by traditional Japanese principles, these images aim to slow the act of looking. They are meant to be lingered with. The subtle textures, partial forms, and quiet moments ask: what might lie just beyond the visible?
In a world saturated with clarity and instant gratification, I offer these photographs as a kind of poetic resistance—a return to mystery, nuance, and the art of suggestion.
Toned cyanotype on HPR.
Dig neg.
Ware's one part sensitizer.
Cleared in HNO3.
H2O2 for instant gratification :-)
Short bleach in Sodium Carbonate in aim to get some "life like" yellow tinted flower centers.
Toned in Lead Acetate (à la Moersch).
Photos and contest are protected by copyright, Gio F. Copyright © 2017- All rights reserved For any use need my written permission
Quanto mi piace il tramonto.
Dire quanto mi piace guardare e scoprire, è inutile perchè si vede.
Capire che in un istante, me lo posso portare via ...
Quanto sia grande tutto questo, e quanto può essere leggero, dentro un'istantanea.
Gio
I'm a very positive person, but this whole concept of having to always be nice, always smiling, always happy, that's not real. I refuse to become this perfectly chiseled sculpture, I am human, i have feelings, reactions and emotions. To say one should act or carry a certain demeanor in there SL because of the title they hold is insanity. I'll always be a woman of class but before all, I'm a woman of integrity, beliefs and emotions, that shall never be hidden for the approval, likes or gratification of others.
Model: Queentoy Cyberstar
Photographer: Leonard
Kitsch has been having a bad press from the 19th century when the term was invented. The fact is, however, that Kitsch was and still is very popular and that the aesthetics of Kitsch are very much capable of moving people to tears - whatever "high culture" may think of it. It is not aesthetics that worry me. The problem with Kitsch is that the emotional gratification comes at a price, namely by excluding the dilemmas and difficulties of life. What you then end up with is emotion or even beauty without ethics. And that is the problem.
Up and around the bend to the next lake in the Nicola Valley, we were just in time for a single shot. A distant mountain was brightly lit as the clouds parted for only a moment. Park, jump, tripod, camera, long lens, got it.
After one shot, the light on the mountain was gone. I checked the back of the camera and with much gratification, noted that the first of three shots had captured the light. Then we packed up and went looking for the next opportunity.
Was updating my Lelutka heads and decided to peer at Eon first as a way to easing myself back into pic taking (having just spent another unexpected spell in hospital). There's a lot of stuff for guys out there atm so perhaps step out of your usual store comfort zone and take a peek at new brands you've not considered before. I'll get you started:
⦿ Derdieb - Athletic T-shirt FATPACK
At the Mancave Event
Creator's Flickr
⦿ .:CORAZON:. - Tattoo CORVUS :.
At the Alpha Event
Creator's Flickr
⦿ Derdieb - Pin (Gift)
⦿ RealEvil - Hellspawn Rings & Claws
⦿ RichB. - Amon Earrings
⦿ ARCHIVEFACTION - Submerge Necklace_Ash
⦿ [ kunst ] - Atreus bracelets
⦿ [Deadwool] - Newsboy hat "1920" - herring light
⦿ [M E M E N T O] - P1N. Septum
⦿ HANZ - 9. - Dragon Ear Tattoo RARE (former Gatcha)
⦿ N E X U S - HD nails v.4
Head: Lelutka Eon v4
Body: Legacy
Some items are by me.
Cascading falls through broken moss covered stone, we’ve been here before. The sounds of the now distant road falling silent beneath the rushing water, the scent of moisture and thick forest washing away the stench of oil and fumes. One could sit here beneath the old oaks for what may seem like forever. The granite crumbling with time, and you’re left alone, looking on in awe at a scene ever changing, ever evolving. Our little, lonely waterfall.
It’s not often you walk to a site for photography with little sign of human interference. I didn’t spot a single broken bottle, crushed can, or refuse discarded by a careless sight seer. It’s not often we find such places. The path was somewhat used, but overgrown since last I set foot here, and that is a relief in a world where some people have given up the guise of environmentalism. It’s not for me to say whether that is a good, or bad thing. It is simply a thing that is.
For this post, rather than speaking shortly about basic editing techniques, I thought I might talk to you about the idea of therapeutic photography. The act of taking a photo, not because you think it’s going to be a good photo, but rather for the gratification of creation. Stilling your mind for a moment, and giving your creative juices an outlet. Not all of us are writers, artists, or musicians. No, not at all. Some, indeed most of us are dreamers. Consider taking your camera out, cell phone, or image capturing device, and just creating something new. let those voices be still for a moment, give yourself to the moment.
Until Next Time!
Aperture: f5
ISO: 1250
SS: 1/4th
Focal: 24mm
Fujinon 16-55mm
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There’s a growing hum like the loud buzz of a fluorescent light that fills my brain….it’s as if the atmosphere was made out of fuzzy static. There’s always a fear on my way to work that I will get doored or hit while biking and there’s been some remnants of Covid all around too that we can’t quite shake after almost 5 years…anxieties about getting infected a third time and bout long Covid. There is work stress and the feeling of not being able to connect with people in the same way because human interactions take time and patience and most people want instant gratification. There are so many thousands of things I have to remember each day…all of the names, places and schedules of nearly 70 students, and all of the things about them. This one has a pet bird with a broken wing. This one was worried about getting a shot. This one’s parents are getting divorced. The endless paperwork, the inefficient technology. And it all competes with things I want to remember like favorite artists and songs and books and films. On top of that, we have a maniac dominating the news cycle all of the time and it’s incessant as is the growing feeling of helplessness and desperation…of being completely out of control. Sometimes, I add to the noise by screaming. Other times, I just feel so inconsolable and overwhelmed that I feel like curling into a ball and just shaking.
About a week before the election, I went to the dentist and she said I had been grinding my teeth so hard during the day (I have a mouth guard at night) that I fractured three more of them. I will probably have full dentures by 2028.
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Now man with all his faculties and also with his soul recollects himself and enters into the temple (his inner self) in which, in all truth, he finds God dwelling and at work. Man then comes to experience God not after the fashion of the senses and of reason, or like something that one understands or reads . . . but he tastes Him, and enjoys Him like something that springs up from the “ground” of the soul as from its own source, or from a fountain, without having been brought there, for a fountain is better than a cistern, the water of cisterns gets stale and evaporates, but the spring flows, bursts out, swells: it is true, not borrowed. It is sweet. (Sermon for the Thursday before Palm Sunday)
After this, one should open the ground of the soul and the deep will to the sublimity of the glorious Godhead, and look upon Him with great and humble fear and denial of oneself. He who in this fashion casts down before God his shadowy and unhappy ignorance then begins to understand the words of Job, who said: The spirit passed before me. From this passage of the Spirit is born a great tumult in the soul. And the more this passage has been clear, true, unmixed with natural impressions, all the more rapid, strong, prompt, true and pure will be the work which takes place in the soul, the thrust which overturns it; clearer also will be the knowledge that man has stopped on the path to perfection. The Lord then comes like a flash of lightning; he fills the ground of the soul with light and wills to establish Himself there as the Master Workman. As soon as one is conscious of the presence of the Master, one must, in all passivity, abandon the work to Him. (Second Sermon for the Exaltation of the Holy Cross, #5)
-John Tauler (ca. 1300–1361) was a German Dominican and mystical writer, a disciple of Meister Eckhart.
Freedom to enter the inner sanctuary of our being is denied to those who are held back by dependence on self-gratification and sense satisfaction, whether it be a matter of pleasure seeking, love of comfort, or proneness to anger, self-assertion, pride, vanity, greed, and all the rest.
-The Inner Experience Notes on Contemplation THOMAS MERTON
-Tangerine Dream, Sun Gate
Cyanotype Photogram on HPR.
July 14, 2022.
Home made one part sensitizer (Ware).
Cleared in Nitric Acid. H2O2 for instant gratification...
Untoned.
PS borders.
PS: The small feather is a leftover from Selma's latest lunch. Bad kitty! ;-) The large feather is from a Magpie (still alive, as far as I know...).
This was always one of my favourite local spots for a sunset, so imagine my shock when I returned here and found the lovely "dancing tree" here at Jenny Brown's Point had been destroyed!
I don't know what gratification some people derive from wantlessly vandalising spots like this. I know it isn't the famous "Sycamore Gap Tree", but why someone would want to smash this shapely tree to bits is just beyond me!
The Point here seems to have become more popular with idiots who have left beer cans and bottles strewn around this spot along with burned remains of the tree and other rubbish. It used to be a tranquil spot with the tree beautifully displaying its resilience to the elements on this exposed headland.
So here is a shot of the now expunged tree which has left this scene without its "dancing star".
“Water, thou hast no taste, no color, no odor; canst not be defined, art relished while ever mysterious. Not necessary to life, but rather life itself, thou fillest us with a gratification that exceeds the delight of the senses.
- Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
OK my friends...I shall be around for you..from time to time....Taking time...because have a birthday coming up...big 44 and find it rather significant.....a week from tomorrow. For some reason in my way of thinking...I feel as if my life is coming full circle and moving forword...thus my photography...interest goes with...after all coming from a place inside........which alot of you...my friends see
I got one new toy...acquiring others within the week..wishing to experiment with and develope skills further...will be back with a vengance....for life and all that surmounts........
BE well....be good to yourselves and just know I will be here from time to time..........love you and please believe...I always wish the best for you and all the blessings God can bestow...yeah don't speak of God too often...because some do not hear when God is mentioned....but I am devoted and weather God comes from Christian belief or any other....it is a powerful force......love you friends..always have...always will......
And now a extra set of words of business unfinished
I have never been untrue.....never will be in life...from the time I died three times and came back......fourteen years ago...........I know what I said was tough...perhaps even misunderstood by some........NEVER meant that those who take pride in explore should not do so....as I do not take pride in....just meant there is a flawed system that gives a false gratification to some.............be aware....find gratification in your own works...not someone elses words of support..first and foremost and if working the system to your advantage...do not wear it as a badge...because that badge comes with a price..if not today then further down the road when you have to survey your life and false pride. I know...what life is...people and all..sometimes get hung up on the fake...that is a sense of false pride as well...working upon that. DO NOT begrudge who still like the explore thing.....to each his own............Just being a voice expressing truths as I know them.........."TODAY"
YEP....may not mean shit..that I dieded and came back three times and learned from the experience of...not detailing and never will..except to those who need to hear the message....JUST have a deeper understanding of life and what we are truely here for. NOT trying to hurt others...never will....because hurt was a way of life before dying........just reminded what my grandmother said and leaving it at that......................~Chelle...just know you always have to look yourself in the mirror!!!!!..............ok...enough said.........+
It is very gratifying to go to a new location to photograph and it pays off. Gratification isn't only in capturing the image but the complete experience. The gamble, the conditions, the landscape, the solitude, the passion, the moment and the appreciation to live in an area as diverse and as beautiful as Sonoma County, California.
Emulsion with gold leaf lifted from an inkjet transparency sheet and adhered to synthetic paper. It's a somewhat time consuming process. Not for those who enjoy instant gratification.
In a world where AI feeds our desire for instant gratification as soon as we have a thought or need, it is grounding and humbling to walk in a place that is impervious to the wishes of man. Created by time and the most natural of elements, water and earth, a beauty emerges that is wondrous in its impossibility. Man's interference is not welcome or wanted here. Here patience is respected. The Navajo understood the sacredness of this space, knowing that there are things larger and greater than themselves.
takes too long ;-)
Carrie Fisher
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Bitchiu viburnum, j c raulston arboretum, ncsu, raleigh, north carolina
My friend Tom Jesso owned World Camera at 115th & Michigan in Roseland, IL and of course I took my film there for Kodak processing. A look into the South Shore's yard east of Kensington Tower was always worth a shot, and I usually tried to get there around noon since it was well known that the crews liked to go to Pesavento's Restaurant for lunch. On 6/8/1975, I found South Shore GE 802 switching the interchange yard with the Illinois Central Gulf. The big 800 class (never call it a Little Joe!) did some shuffling of cars, then was shut off while the crew went to beans.
I should have followed them for lunch, but I went to the camera shop and my film of this encounter was submitted for processing, and returned the next day: fastest camera to slide mounting ever...and with the instant gratification of digital, a performance never to be repeated!
Kensington (Chicago), IL
Photo by John Eagan