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vintage polaroid SX-70 camera electronically modified to shoot 600 series film, impossible project B&W generation 2.0 beta test film. scan: epson V750. exif tags: lenstagger.
Having lost all his money in betting on the end of the bond markets Dr. debilis causa mett wurst Onkel Wart has for now resolved to live his life by the side of this lake.
He is now actively giving counsel to ducks, swans and mentally disturbed people seeking instant gratification by indecent exposure to the elderly public.
That said, watch out for your clothes while bathing naked, the Doctor might be out there trying to recruit you as new customers....
For futher information on ART (Advanced Rorschach Technology), the technology of free brain shrinking on flickr, see his booklet on how to become a sane person again.
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This wall sums up the feeling that I think just about anyone gets when they invest too much energy into any form of creativity. You know, the whole "why am i still doing this!?" feeling. I put too much heart and soul into painting and get nothing back other then self-gratification. Which is great and all, but I need to start focusing on other aspects of my life.
i stood up on a ladder to get this shot, so the wall looks a lot smaller in the picture. in actuality its about 16 to 20 feet tall. Scroll down to the comments to see a process shot my homey Dave Foto took for scale.
Contrary to the theme of the wall (fishing in a dried up lake), it was REALLY COLD and rainy while I was painting this...
oh yeah, and thanks to Gaia for making the connection to an awesome person
Brooklyn, NY
After a day of doodle stitching (from Aimee Ray's Doodle Stitching. Almost instant crafting gratification. I love that.
Hey, I set up a new Instagram account for my outdoor/travel photos. Please indulge my need for gratification via likes here!
Yes 5 days of missing my little boy! The first thing after opening the door was to call for Beibei and he responded with very urgent and short bursts of meows. That is gratification!
**Please do not leave invites or confetti graphics behind. Thank you!**
1943 War Effort. Still relevant today in efforts to respect our shared Home! Photo posted in my complex’s lobby.
In the spirit of Recycle, Repurpose, & Regift, Richard Rohr in his daily meditations, quotes Potawatomi botanist and author Robin Wall Kimmerer [who] critiques our obsession with economic growth:
“The threat of real scarcity on the horizon is brought to us by unbridled capitalism. Extraction and consumption outstrip the capacity of the Earth to replenish what we have taken. An economy based on the impossibility of ever expanding growth leads us into nightmare scenarios. I cringe when I hear economic reports celebrating the accelerating pace of economic growth, as if that were a good thing. It might be good for [some in power], for the short term, but it is a dead end for others—it is an engine of extinction.”
Kimmerer learns about the benefits of a “gift economy” from a local farmer and businesswoman who occasionally offers surplus Serviceberries to her neighbors for free.
Paulie has a reputation to uphold for being no-nonsense in her approach to life …:
“It’s not really altruism,” she insists. “An investment in community always comes back to you in some way. Maybe people who come for Serviceberries will come back for Sunflowers and then for the Blueberries. Sure, it’s a gift, but it’s also good marketing. The gift builds relationships, and that’s always a good thing….” The currency of relationship can manifest itself as money down the road, because Paulie and Ed do have to pay the bills….
“Even when something is paid for as a commodity, the gift of relationship is still attached to it. The ongoing reciprocity in gifting stretches beyond the next customer, though, into a whole web of relations that are not transactional. Paulie and Ed are banking goodwill, so-called social capital….
“I cherish the notion of the gift economy, that we might back away from the grinding system, which reduces everything to a commodity and leaves most of us bereft of what we really want: a sense of belonging and relationship and purpose and beauty, which can never be commoditized. I want to be part of a system in which wealth means having enough to share, and where the gratification of meeting your family needs is not poisoned by destroying that possibility for someone else. I want to live in a society where the currency of exchange is gratitude and the infinitely renewable resource of kindness, which multiplies every time it is shared rather than depreciating with use….
“I don’t think market capitalism is going to vanish; the faceless institutions that benefit from it are too entrenched. The thieves are very powerful. But I don’t think it’s pie in the sky to imagine that we can create incentives to nurture a gift economy that runs right alongside the market economy. After all, what we crave is not trickle-down, faceless profits, but reciprocal, face-to-face relationships, which are naturally abundant but made scarce by the anonymity of large-scale economics. We have the power to change that, to develop the local, reciprocal economies that serve community rather than undermine it.”
Quoted in Richard Rohr’s Daily Meditations,
Center for Action and Contemplation, October 9, 2025.
Scanned multi layer cyanotype on hand made A3 cotton paper from India.
Recently bought Alocasia already losing its first giant leaf, so why not use it for cyanotype printing?
Adding some digital pos/neg butterflies.
Classic Jacquard two part sensitizer. Cleared in water and citric acid and H2O2 for "instant gratification".
Untoned.
Could I sell this to Trump?
won't be my last.
Hey, I set up a new Instagram account for my outdoor/travel photos. Please indulge my need for gratification via likes here!
another long stretch of nothing in the mojave desert. modified polaroid SX-70 camera + expired impossible project 600 film. scan: epson V750. exif tags: lenstagger.
Hello one and all... the New Year started out with a bang here at home and time for personal Gratification with my camera has been very limited...so hopefully this beauty will make up for the long absence ... Arianna in a dream setting perfect day...
polaroid freezeframe video recorder + polaroid 339 plus film. the freezeframe was a 1980s polaroid product for government/industrial users to print video images onto type 339 integral film, which had larger dimensions than spectra. the freezeframe had other attachments for printing onto packfilm or 35mm film as well. 339 film was discontinued in the late 90s.
spring 'roidweek 2021.
Quite by accident yesterday I bumped into my good friend @robertoisidorbudwig. We had a quick look at the exhibits in a small local gallery and when he spotted my Leica he 'posed' for me. The youngsters shown here were watching our antics with some amusement. The girl unexpectedly suggested that she could take a picture of the two of us. I explained that it's a manual camera with B&W film that needs a bit of care to get satisfactory results. "teach me" she said with a charming Italian accent. And so I did. Said ciao to them and to Robert.
A few minutes later, I returned and explained that it might take a while till the film gets processed but I can give them and myself 'instant gratification' digitally.
With film photography there is a natural delay between making an image and seeing the result. This process is for me even longer with colour films as I try to make efficient use of the chemicals by saving up a bunch and processing them all in one go. However sometimes things happen that cause the process to take even longer... and this is one of those times. These images are part of the series that I posted in September, beginning with "Returns and surprises" and were made on a hike through Glarus that I did with a mate back in May. It turns out that I had loaded one more roll of film into the camera, made some images and then forgot about the half-finished roll in the camera for about 6 months. That's some delayed gratification!
It was also fun to see my first unintended double exposure, which I find both cool and creepy simultaneously. I'm still not sure how I managed that one, but I was pretty exhausted by the time we got back down...
Committed to Kodak Ektar 100 using a Rolleicord va. Developed with a C-41 kit from Cinestill and digitised with a digital camera and macro lens. Positive conversion, colour balance and contrast done with Negative Lab Pro. Dust removal and further contrast adjustment in Photoshop.
Two elders of the Bagobo tribe share some moments of joy and laughter.
The Bagobo are proud people with proto Malayan features. While many are in economically depressed circumstances, a great number have attained a considerable degree of self-sufficiency. Most of the Bagobo have suffered dislocation from the loss of their ancestral lands and the effects of modern day insurgency.
Taken at a tribal village of the Bagobo tribe in Kapatagan, Davao del Sur, Philippines.
Explore: 147 on Tuesday, October 23, 2007
this tree can also be seen here in the summer www.flickr.com/photos/brianroberts/651581353/in/set-72157...
So I went out armed with my vintage kodak Duaflex II
and some 120 bw film loaded. Not sure if the shots will turn out, but if they do, you'll see this same shot captured with the vintage camera as well.
exposure was kinda a crapshoot. But I'm hoping for the best. I have to say.. it's was damn fun. I forgot shooting something with film and not knowing for sure how it turns out until you develop it.
much different then today. We have learned to want and need 'instant' gratification. And we relish in the forgiveness of the digital medium.
I really really hope my film shots turn out. I'll be sure to scan and share them with you guys if they do. I'm excited.
EXPLORED!!! First time I had a photo make explore so quickly. Makes me happy!!!
abandoned house in california's mojave desert. polaroid SX-70 camera modified to shoot 600 series film. polaroid originals gold frame color film. scan: epson V750. exif tags: lenstagger.
Earth Day
"L'eau n'est pas nécessaire à la vie, elle est la vie. " Antoine de St- Exupéry
"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 St-Exupéry (1900-1944), Wind, Sand, and Stars, 1939
Evening version of the previous upload, the sun sets quite late that time of the year, and shooting at the direction of sunset, I had to wait a long time there, hungry like a wolf, or a mosquito, the mosquitoes got instant gratification.
It is difficult to tell if this barn is still in use but if it is, the animals need to be nimble and ready to run at any moment as the supporting walls continue their last crumble. Sometimes farmers have to put off repairs until there is money available.
Every former farm boy or girl had their own experience growing up but for our tribe of eight kids extra money was a rare visitor to our farm. Our noon hot lunches at school were $1.25 for the week but it was a significant expenditure for my dad to pull out of his well worn billfold the weekly amount for each of his hungry kids that were headed to school on a Monday morning in patched jeans.
My parents who married in South Dakota at the beginning of the Great Depression saw hardships whose memories remained constant companions the rest of their working days. I grew up hearing stories of them having to put groceries back on the shelf when they lacked an extra nickel to buy what they needed or having to sell a couple of dozen eggs in order to buy some needed clothing. A night out for them normally consisted of spending a dime for a silent movie and if times were better, another dime for two ice cream cones afterwards.
Their motto during all their lives was "making do." If they did not have cash for a purchase, they made do without until they did. Dad drove 20 year old cars, made do with used machinery and in later life still thought ice creams cones in town were a special treat.
You might get smirks if you stood up in front of certain crowds today and suggested that was a better way to look at life than to pursue instant gratification as a lifestyle but those attitudes produced a generation of thrifty, hard-working individuals.
(Photographed near Rush City,MN)
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
photo by jc.
Hello Flickr! New work!!
Series: The "Good Life" Photo #1
Title: Shopping Spree
Models: Jade, Amy, Tim
Before I get into this photo, I'd like to back up to my Footprints series which (for those who don't know) is a series that focuses on major ecological issues. When it came to consumerism I found myself stuck in trying to sum it up into one photograph. I felt it had to be it's own mini series and thus The "Good Life" was born....
Consumerism. It is defined as “a social and economic order and ideology that encourages the acquisition of goods and services in ever-increasing amounts”.
The result is a shift towards materialism, disconnection and competition that leaves us confused about what we need and what we think we need. Big business and marketing strategies know exactly how to feed into our instant gratification and more is more culture.
This is environmentally unsustainable. It would be impossible to look at reducing environmental pollution without looking at reducing consumerism.
It’s a simple question to ask yourself, “Do I need this or do I want this?”
The “Good Life” is a short series that poses that exact question through a juxtaposition of “simple and happy” to “excessive and miserable”. What do you consider the “good life” to be?
To help with this series I asked for help from the people I felt have a uniquely strong, respectful, intricate and protective tie to the land, First Nations. They not only have a connection of love and spirituality to the land but also a great sense of responsibility to protect it for future generations. We have a very powerful message to learn from these communities.
Thank you to my models and especially Jade Willoughby who not only took time out of her busy modelling schedule to be a part of this but collaborated with me and gave me guidance to what was appropriate in conveying my message. Thank you Jade!
You can find me on instagram now at www.instagram.com/robinmacmillan
I’ve decided to write something of a memoir about this whole here 365 thing I‘ve embarked on all those many months ago. A keep sake I suppose. Something tangible, to look back over a few or perhaps even many years down the road, once this project has drawn to a close. Ah hell, why don’t we just call it a souvenir.
In a few months this project will draw to it’s decisive close, and I will bid fare well to it like a setting sun. Somewhat contested, and somewhat relieved , all in a mixed amalgamation of “what’s next” I’m sure. For that last ten months my camera has become an extension of my body. I’ve literally gone nowhere without it. A quick trip to the corner shop, each day in the work place, a trip down uncharted roads. Everywhere I was. The camera was in hand. It’s even earned me a nick name over at the truck stop now. "The camera guy".
I can’t help but wonder if I will experience a small degree of post partum depression once this has ended. A few nights ago I did not even want to look at my camera. I was to tired. I’d been exhausted most of the week, and had taken more then just a small shovels worth of bull headed gumption to find that little stash of motivation I keep hidden away, to finish the day. I just wanted to find a nice place to crawl up into and decay. And eventually I did. But not before taking a picture.
It in away has become something of a very deeply rooted love hate triangular relationship, the camera, the project and I. A journey of uncharted territory for me. Sometimes fun, sometimes fascinating, sometimes educational. And sometimes. Sometimes down right frustrating. This week I’m leaning towards frustrating. But in the end…I’m feeling just a small hint of regret that it is finally reaching near it’s zenith.
If nothing else. Once my not so small work of self gratification is complete I can not only say that I’d been there and done that….I can also say that I’d written a book about it too.
And as for the title. It is derived from one of my all time favorite quotes. The final words of Pancho Villa himself.
“Don’t let it end this way. Tell them I said something.”
Monday, February 2nd. 2009
"Through imaginary games, children learn how to control impulses, delay gratification, think symbolically, and view things from another's perspective."
"the sea serpent" one of the enormous metal sculptures by artist ricardo breceda scattered around borrego springs in the desert east of san diego.
vintage polaroid SX-70 camera electronically modified to shoot 600 series film, impossible project color gen 2.0 beta test film. scan: epson V750. exif tags: filmtagger.
('roidweek 2017)
Why Refuge? This abandoned facility had more wildlife than some of the local parks and wildlife areas... Fox, Deer, hawks and screech Owls to name a few.. quite an interesting night.
This photo was taken with a medium format Mamiya RB67. It is one of the first attempts at night photography on film in medium format... there were quite a few which did not turn out, but, I expected this as I am learning this camera and all the nifty nuances..
This is a magnificent camera, I love the feel and the mechanical nature of it.. it really makes you think about your shot and not to mention, when I see the end results and talk to others, reminds me of how much I need to learn.
I have to say, I am into instant gratification and that is what I love about digital, not so much the ability to toy with photos (albeit that is fun), it is the ability to see that shot right away!
I have since purchased or revived a number of cameras to toy around with Film and I must thank Chocolate Milk for the inspiration and the push to experiment a little more with film again.
So.. thanks Dude, you da man! hehe
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Fight for Feuille. - on the page is a link to a fellow flickr friend who is battling against cancer. I encourage you to check out his work and you might as well want to , join the fight.
When I was young nearly every garden in our neighbourhood had sweet peas growing in it. Those along with pinks, pansies, marigolds, snapdragons, wallflowers and sweet Williams. Now I very rarely see any of these flowers in the garden beds and often wonder what makes a flower fall out of fashion. They obviously weren't difficult to grow, after all we had them in our garden and my Dad was not a gardener by any stretch of the imagination. Maybe it is our need for instant gratification. We can now buy hanging baskets and patio pots that have been started in a greenhouse and instantly bring colour and beauty to our gardens.
I miss the "old fashioned" flowers so this year we decided to try and grow some sweet peas. Not the big rows of them my aunt used to have in her garden, we just don't have the room, but some miniature ones in pots. So far so good and it is lovely to walk outside and be greeted by their fragrance. Who knows, maybe next year will see some wallflowers in the garden. That is if I can find any.
Hahnemühle Platinum Rag 11x15".
Classig Jacquard two part sensitizer, exposed for 15 min in morning sun.
June 19, 2024.
Plants from the garden. Water, vinegar, oxalic acid, turmeric and cling film.
Developed in water and citric acid. H2O2 for instant oxidation/gratification.
Bleached a few seconds i Sodium Carbonate.
Untoned.
I am having too much fun :)
Its really satisfying in a wierd way,
or maybe its the instant gratification, hmmmm.
Thank you for viewing. If you like please fav and leave a nice comment. Hope to see you here again. Have a wonderful day 😊
Regents Park, London 🇬🇧
1st September, 2018
Chris Maverick is the founder of 365 Days. Viewing his stream and reading of his passion for digital photography led me to look into it.
Unlike the frustration I found with 35 mm decades ago (no instant gratification; developing fees; wasted shots, etc), this has turned out to be a fun and interesting hobby.
My 365 Days photo for the day was inspired by his shot from May 13, 2007. He took a hot tub dip after a little lawn mowing. This was his 275th day of his first year. www.flickr.com/photos/chrismaverick/497050882/sizes/s/in/...
Some folks are marking May 19 as Founder's Day and posting emulations or other works inspired by Chris' s photos in his 365 stream.
My version is a simple homage.
CTM, I salute you!
Here is an image I made a few months ago and after processing it I left it on my hard drive gathering metaphorical dust. I tend to do this with images that I’m not totally sure about and I have many like it that will never see the light of day. Thing is, I kind of like to see if an image will maintain its initial power once the gratifying experience of the shoot fades away. The disentanglement of my gratification offers me a window into the mind of a viewer that partly enables me to see it more objectively.
Anyway this image is from a location that works very well in misty conditions. The dense canapé, offers a clean clutter free forest view, enabling strong graphical shapes the space they need to work their thing. The wonderful organic shapes of the beech trees delicately meander their way skywards and with the mist softening and simplifying the distance with a sense of timelessness.
My own memories of the location are hard to disentangle. The location is very local for me and I have been here hundreds of times over the years. My grandad use to own some land near here and I remember many happy memories.
Anyway, I’ve chosen a bold central composition in order to focus the attention on the main character in the shot. For me the tree is standing tall, showing off its bold strong physique, offering us the delight of the subtle colouring and standing proud. Or that may be just my interpretation (o:
vintage polaroid SX-70 camera electronically modified to shoot 600 series film. soon-to-be-available impossible project color generation 2.0 beta test film. scan: epson V750. exif tags: filmtagger.
This was my first colour developed film in quite some time,as I have been saving the shot films up in the fridge until I had enough to develop,it is always a nice surprise when they get scanned,as one never quite remembers what was shot on theat particular roll,delayed gratification rules!
Kodak 200 colour converted to BW
Good morning folks, I hope all are well. I’d like to share a story with you about a young mother, a man at a service counter, American Heros.
Last week my car battery died. I had to drive to a small town outside the park, in the foothills. I went to an auto parts store to get my battery replacement. Most of my tools in storage; I asked the man at the counter if he could replace the one in my car. Without hesitation, he said yes and grabbed a cart with tools. He replaced my battery within minutes, said thank you sir and went back in the store to serve others. I tipped him well, which he was reluctant to take. Again, this is not about me. I understand; there are many struggling to feed their families, pay their bills and don’t have the means to do so.
After having my battery replaced, I stopped at a sandwich shop, to purchase sandwiches for the park gate staff. Again, not about me. I walked into this sandwich shop and there were two people making sandwiches. They wore gloves, were very professional, pulled together to serve their customers. The woman that checked me out, has kids. She rang up my total, I had my debit card in one hand, that she didn’t see. I laid some cash on the counter and she thought it was for the order. She was going to put it in the register and I said no, it’s for you two, I really appreciate what your doing. Immediately, tears swelled in here eyes. She wiped them from her face, stepped away for a moment, compose herself and changed her gloves. As I drove home, I wondered if I would see her again.
These two and many others, not realizing how Brave they truly are. These are Americans; working in grocery stores, the drivers delivering those good, our mail, our deliveries at home and many, many Americans. These average Americans, putting their lives at risk; to provide services for many of us, food for their families. This is America at it’s best, during troubling times.
Now, it’s time for the other side of this. In our County (Mariposa, CA), the media and others are stating there are no COVID19 cases. Actually, there are no reported cases; because people are not being tested. Now, let me tell share with you, what is happening in the state, that most of my family and extended family resides. This is in the Midwest, Rural America. My sister and brother-in-law, had all the symptoms of COVID-19. He, first became ill and went to an Urgent Care. He was sent home without testing. He got sicker, had difficulty breathing and went to an ER. He was sent home again, without testing. My sister, soon became ill and went through the same. This was coming from my mother over the weekend. She then texted us; telling us, one of our extended family members lost the love of her life. He died at home and she didn’t know what to do with his body. No one was returning calls. Again, this is not about me. This is about what our government and what the media is not telling you about. The numbers that are being publicized are not even close to the number of people infected. This is from our Current Vice President's state. You know, the person supposedly head of the COVID-19 Task Force.
Now, let me tell you how the residents of Yosemite National Park are coming together, during a Pandemic. Having intense medical training, I go to work everyday. I know what needs to be done, to help keep people safe. Again, not about me. As I try to disinfect heavy contact surfaces; my managers and coworkers are doing everything they can, to prevent me from doing so, or intentionally contaminating areas, I’ve recently disinfected, belittling me, mocking, harassing. My coworkers; are intentionally walking up to me withing inches from my face, after repeated request to distance. This as recent as yesterday. One of the employees that does this, yesterday, told me to Die, Die, Die, after I clocked out. Sunday, while I was being mobbed and harassed by coworkers; a manager started playing “Drives Me Crazy”, loudly on a boom-box. As I repeatedly address the lack of social distancing, I’m called “Crazy, Crazy Person Mother Fer”, told to “F Off” These are the same amoral types being promoted within the company I work for. Wouldn't you say so Mark.
When I leave work; there’s a convoy of vehicles waiting to zoom across an intersection, I walk through daily. This is so the air is filled with exhaust. When I arrive at my housing area, I get the same, to include implement equipment, housing staff sweeping a street with straw broom, just to stir up dust. Once I am home; housing staff and my neighbors rally outside my room, finding alternative ways to harass me.
This is how Yosemite’s Community comes together during a Pandemic; for what? To rid the park of someone that exposes the truth, to harass someone they don’t even know, for their own sick, twisted sense of gratification. This is how Yosemite’s Toxic Mobbing Community comes together. They are risking the lives of many Brave Americans, their families, extended families; for their own selfish hateful, gratification. This is the face of Mobbing, Yosemite National Park. Again, this is not about me; it’s about educating you about Workplace Mobbing, Community Stalking, Yosemite National Park. Here again, I stand Alone. Isn't this so; Jackie, John....
Please people, I’m asking for your help. I have made many, many phone calls, emails, sent pictures, driven hundreds of miles; to be dismissed. Please send an email, a phone call to these two people, that have been burying their heads in the sand; while people across America are dying alone, in hospitals, in their homes, untested. Ask them if they have an ounce, a gram, of dignity, compassion? They surely have no accountability.
Yosemite’s (Lack of) Oversight Person: Linda Niles-Sheets; linda_niles-sheets@nps.gov
Ph. 209-372-0273
NPS Regional Director: Scott Austin; pwr_regional_director@nps.gov
Ph. 415-623-2100
Thank you for visiting my photostream and please, please help me expose this….
vintage polaroid SX-70 camera electronically modified to shoot 600 series film, impossible project B&W generation 2.0 beta test film. scan: epson V750. exif tags: filmtagger.
polaroid SX-70 camera modified to shoot 600 series film. polaroid originals gold frame color film. scan: epson V750. exif tags: lenstagger.
May 5, 2011.
And I know I'll never let you go..
Have you ever wondered why you are able to identify so easily with the people who share the same interests, thoughts, or ideals that you do?
Everyone claims to be searching for the unknown, but in actuality, what you're searching for is yourself. Shadows of yourself in other people, whispers of your thoughts in others' minds, the mere idea that someone, someone who you've never met, is even a little like you, is enough to make you feel a connection with that person. You're searching for yourself; and within you, acceptance of who you truly are.. and when a stranger appears to be similar to you, there's that rush of silent acceptance. Gratification that you're not alone. Relief that someone understands. How long can it last?
It doesn't. You keep on looking, keep on going, wandering on in life. Waiting for the day you can see a mirror of yourself and be contented with the reflection. Feeling dissatisfaction. Watching those who have attained self acceptance with envy. And you wonder when it will be your turn.
If your turn ever does come.