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I don't know what happened to her in the past--but it must have been a hell of a party. She has just the slightest nose nip, but how would you notice it amongst all her other problems??
i thought you had died
i thought you were gone
i thought you would need to be replaced
but some gentle trimming
some gentle care in the dirt
and a bit of rain
and you're back again
in full bloom as I walk through the gate
"I wanna leave my footprints on the sands of time
Know there was something that, and something that I left behind
When I leave this world, I'll leave no regrets
Leave something to remember, so they won't forget
I Was Here."
I was here ~ Beyoncé
A critically endangered hawksbill turtle hatchling (Eretmochelys imbricata), makes its way to the sea at sunset after hatching. Trinidad and Tobago, W.I.
Hatchling sea turtles have a 1:1000 chance of making it to adulthood. Coastal development, light pollution, accidental bycatch, and poaching on nesting beaches continue to adversely affect both nesting females and hatchlings, increasing mortality and decreasing their chances for survival.
After having a fun shooting with my friend I decided I needed a new set of background. I ordered two light stands with a cross bar and a white and a black background fabric. At first it seemed way to thin. Doubling the layer only help so much, I could still look through it. Plus I couldn't get rid of all pleats. I was about to give up but wanted to give it a try anyway.
Here is the - more serious - result! The background color is deep black and I can't see any flaws! Really nice!
Shoot with Nikon D610 on tripod and Nikon 70-200mm 2.8 with three flashes. One on each side and one behind and above me with a bit of orange taped before. All triggered with the Yongnuo YN-622N-TX system. Camera triggered by remote control. The photo is unedited.
Feedback is very welcome!
I was a little hesitant to post this one with my shirt off, so please be kind.
I know I'm not gorgeous like my friend Lauren Randolph (aka LaurenLemon), nor do I have the rock hard abs of my buddy Ty (aka The Life of Ty), but I've been trying to take this shot in every hotel I've stayed at since seeing Lauren's a few months back.
I think I got the light down, but she's gonna have to re-edit hers to add in the chest hair!
Yet again, I edited up a B&W version, (but thought I should stay true to - and post - the color), so I give you both.
Strobist: "Au Naturel"
PS...any creepers leave me messages about the manly chest and you'll be blocked. Any non-creepers, take your best shot!
I had two really nice photoshoots while back in IL, one with Ixar (with his wings on!) out in the snow, and the other with Nasuada in a new look that I'm really liking. However, I discovered today that instead of being copied to my computer, as I had previously assumed, they were somehow accidentally deleted from my card, probably when my camera was having issues. So no pics of the new Nasuada, or Ixar in the beautiful snow (with his wings ooooonnnn! TToTT) and I am super depressed about losing them.
Instead, have a shot of Effy, simply because I like the way her eyes look. XD
153/365
Lauren is the niece of Denny, one of our group's ace photographers. I had never met or seen her prior to this shoot but within about 3.2 seconds of meeting her I knew it would be a great shoot.
Lauren is extremely sweet, intelligent, fun, creative, adventurous, and absolutely lovely to shoot with. She is one of those people that you can't help but love to be around.
We did this shoot at Mirror Lake, about 20 miles from Anchorage, Alaska, on a nippy day in late September 2009. Lauren has an incredibly busy schedule but I sure hope to have the chance to shoot with her again.
**I posted this in ABCs and 123s**
This is the "Punch" end of the buffet table . . . the floating apples are frozen. These are used instead of ice or a frozen punch ring (hard to make as far as *I* am concerned - I quit doing it years ago and use apples of "seasonal" colors - - - green and yellow in the spring, and red or green (depending on what color the punch is) for Christmas, yellow or red for fall, etc. I used green in the white-cranberry-grape-juice punch for my daughter's wedding. (Picture of THAT punch bowl is in the first comment below . . . it wouldn't "stick" here!
My mom taught me this trick and people love it. The apples can be "trash apples" - things you don't particularly enjoy eating . . . small ones, etc., as long as they are good and clean without bruises or "bad" places since they get quite mushy when they thaw out over several hours time.
They're festive and they make WONDERFUL "ice cubes" - - - keep it very cold without diluting the punch at *all*!!!!
In the immortal words of Mikey, the Life Cereal kid, "Try it! You'll LIKE it!" :)
Elgol, Isle of Skye; was resisting the urge to shoot this, as it has been done thousands of times, but this rainbow appeared and I jumped on the bandwagon!
She measures approx 22 inches talll from her feet to the top of the banner she holds in her hands. Her hair is made from curly long haired sheepskin and her body from recycled jersey knit t-shirts.
I am pleased to announce that after 6 months of hard work, I finally finished and published my new travel photo book about Costa Rica's magnificent jungles. After previewing some of the pages, I hope you will want to own it. ;)
Publish Date: October 12, 2013
Dimensions: 33 X 28 cm (13 X 11 in)
Large Landscape Format 164 pgs
BG 2002
After a week of struggle I finally got the hang of this puzzle and found it to be both fun and easy. I bought this puzzle used off of ebay. My initial response after opening the box was "What a deal. It's brand new!". I don't believe the original owner even tried to do this puzzle after opening the box. The image sheet inside the box looked untouched and the pieces were laying in a uniform pattern just like new. So imagine my surprise when I realized there were going to be a lot of missing pieces. The final total was 8 missing which is a personal record. The previous record for Buffalo Games was zero missing pieces.
While doing this jigsaw, Ee Yore and I listened to James Chavell's book Shogun on Audible. Shogun is a novel about a Dutch sailor who arrives in Medieval Japan during the 16th century on a Warship and helps a minor warlord (Toranaga) become the new Shogun (Supreme Military Dictator). Ee Yore likes historical fiction.
This has the same cut as , "The Brooklyn Bridge", The Japanese Foot Bridge" "Cafe Terrace at Night", "Last Supper" "Country Station", Washington Crossing the Delaware".
Last Francisco Lachowski Instagram update: "I woke up in a pink psychedelic Pokemon dream... LOl 👾🌞🌝🌛🌜🎃🐤🐦🐧🐔🐵🙈🙉🙊🐒🐙🐸🐽🐷🐮🐻🐼🐨🐯🐰🐹🐭🐱🐶😹😿😻😾😼😽👹👹👹 "
I’ve been wanting to take a city break in summer, rather than in the cold months for a while, so rather than heading for the Lake District for a week of toil on the fells when Jayne could get a week off, we took off from Liverpool for Paris. Flight times were nice and sociable but it meant we were on the M62 car park at a busy time in both directions – it’s a shambles! I’ve stopped over in Paris a dozen times – on my way to cycling in the Etape du Tour in the Alps or Pyrenees – and had a few nights out there. Come to think about it and we’ve spent the day on the Champs Elysees watching the final day of the Tour de France with Mark Cavendish winning. We hadn’t been for a holiday there though and it was a bit of a spur of the moment decision. Six nights gave us five and a half days to explore Paris on foot. I had a good selection of (heavy) kit with me, not wanting to make the usual mistake of leaving something behind and regretting it. In the end I carried the kit in my backpack – an ordinary rucksack – to keep the weight down, for 103 miles, all recorded on the cycling Garmin – and took 3500 photos. The little Garmin is light and will do about 15 hours, it expired towards the end of a couple of 16 hour days but I had the info I wanted by then. This also keeps the phone battery free for research and route finding – I managed to flatten that once though.
What can I say – Paris was fantastic! The weather varied from OK to fantastic, windy for a few days, the dreaded grey white dullness for a while but I couldn’t complain really. We were out around 8.30 in shorts and tee shirt, which I would swap for a vest when it warmed up, hitting 30 degrees at times, we stayed out until around midnight most nights. It was a pretty full on trip. The security at some destinations could have been a problem as there is a bag size limit to save room in the lifts etc. I found the French to be very pragmatic about it, a bag search was a cursory glance, accepting that I was lugging camera gear, not bombs around, and they weren’t going to stop a paying customer from passing because his bag was a bit over size.
We didn’t have a plan, as usual we made it up as we went along, a loose itinerary for the day would always end up changing owing to discoveries along the way. Many times we would visit something a few times, weighing the crowds and light etc. up and deciding to come back later. I waited patiently to go up the Eiffel Tower, we arrived on Tuesday and finally went up on Friday evening. It was a late decision but the weather was good, the light was good and importantly I reckoned that we would get a sunset. Previous evenings the sun had just slid behind distant westerly clouds without any golden glory. It was a good choice. We went up the steps at 7.30 pm, short queue and cheaper – and just to say that we had. The steps are at an easy angle and were nowhere near as bad as expected, even with the heavy pack. We stayed up there, on a mad and busy Friday night, until 11.30, the light changed a lot and once we had stayed a couple of hours we decided to wait for the lights to come on. This was a downside to travelling at this time of year, to do any night photography we had to stay out late as it was light until 10.30. The Eiffel Tower is incredible and very well run, they are quite efficient at moving people around it from level to level. It was still buzzing at midnight with thousands of people around. The sunset on Saturday was probably better but we spent the evening around the base of the Tower, watching the light change, people watching and soaking the party atmosphere up.
Some days our first destination was five miles away, this is a lot of road junctions in a city, the roads in Paris are wide so you generally have to wait for the green man to cross. This made progress steady but when you are on holiday it doesn’t matter too much. Needless to say we walked through some dodgy places, with graffiti on anything that stays still long enough. We were ultra-cautious with our belongings having heard the pickpocket horror stories. At every Café/bar stop the bags were clipped to the table leg out of sight and never left alone. I carried the camera in my hand all day and everywhere I went, I only popped it in my bag to eat. I would guess that there were easier people to rob than us, some people were openly careless with phones and wallets.
We didn’t enter the big attractions, it was too nice to be in a museum or church and quite a few have a photography ban. These bans make me laugh, they are totally ignored by many ( Japanese particularly) people. Having travelled around the world to see something, no one is going to stop them getting their selfies. Selfies? Everywhere people pointed their cameras at their own face, walking around videoing – their self! I do like to have a few photos of us for posterity but these people are self-obsessed.
Paris has obviously got a problem with homeless (mostly) migrants. Walk a distance along the River Seine and you will find tented villages, there is a powerful smell of urine in every corner, with the no alcohol restrictions ignored, empty cans and bottles stacked around the bins as evidence. There are families, woman living on mattresses with as many as four small children, on the main boulevards. They beg by day and at midnight they are all huddled asleep on the pavement. The men in the tents seem to be selling plastic Eiffel Tower models to the tourists or bottled water – even bottles of wine. Love locks and selfy sticks were also top sellers. There must be millions of locks fastened to railings around the city, mostly brass, so removing them will be self-funding as brass is £2.20 a kilo.
As for the sights we saw, well if it was on the map we tried to walk to it. We crossed the Periphique ring road to get to the outer reaches of Paris. La Defense – the financial area with dozens of modern office blocks – was impressive, and still expanding. The Bois de Boulogne park, with the horse racing track and the Louis Vuitton Centre was part of a 20 mile loop that day. Another day saw us in the north east. We had the dome of the Sacre Couer to ourselves, with thousands of tourists wandering below us oblivious of the entrance and ticket office under the church. Again the light was fantastic for us. We read that Pere Lachaise Cemetery or Cimitiere du Pere Lachaise was one of the most visited destinations, a five mile walk but we went. It is massive, you need a map, but for me one massive tomb is much the same as another, it does have highlights but we didn’t stay long. Fortunately we were now closer to the Canal St Martin which would lead us to Parc de la Villette. This was a Sunday and everywhere was both buzzing and chilled at the same time. Where ever we went people were sat watching the world go by, socializing and picnicking, soaking the sun up. As ever I wanted to go up on the roof of anything I could as I love taking cityscapes. Most of these were expensive compared with many places we’ve been to before but up we went. The Tour Montparnasse, a single tower block with 59 floors, 690 foot high and extremely fast lifts has incredible views although it was a touch hazy on our ascent. The Arc de Triomphe was just up the road from our hotel, we went up it within hours of arriving, well worth the visit.
At the time of writing I have no idea how many images will make the cut but it will be a lot. If I have ten subtly different shots of something, I find it hard to consign nine to the dark depths of my hard drive never to be seen again – and I’m not very good at ruthless selection – so if the photo is OK it will get uploaded. My view is that it’s my photostream, I like to be able to browse my own work at my leisure at a later date, it’s more or less free and stats tell me these images will get looked at. I’m not aiming for single stunning shots, more of a comprehensive overview of an interesting place, presented to the best of my current capabilities. I am my own biggest critic, another reason for looking at my older stuff is to critique it and look to improve on previous mistakes. I do get regular requests from both individuals and organisations to use images and I’m obliging unless someone is taking the piss. I’m not bothered about work being published (with my permission) but it is reassuringly nice to be asked. The manipulation of Flickr favourites and views through adding thousands of contacts doesn’t interest me and I do sometimes question the whole point of the Flickr exercise. I do like having access to my own back catalogue though and it gives family and friends the chance to read about the trip and view the photos at their leisure so for the time being I’m sticking with it. I do have over 15 million views at the moment which is a far cry from showing a few people an album, let’s face it, there’s an oversupply of images, many of them superb but all being devalued by the sheer quantity available.
Don’t think that it was all walking and photography, we had a great break and spent plenty of time in pavement bistros having a glass of wine and people watching. I can certainly understand why Paris is top of the travellers list of destinations
I've always found taking candid people shots difficult, particularly so in Marrakesh. Sat on the rooftop terrace of a cafe overlooking the square with a long lens made it considerably easier.
I love cats and I love Setagaya-ku's Shimo-Kitazawa area, so my $12 impulse purchase of Akiko Ota Bharoocha's Listen to the Cats — The Cats of Shimokitazawa at Vancouver's BOOKOFF shouldn't be a surprise at all. What was a surprise was how sharp the recently acquired SMC Pentax-M 50mm f/2.0 is even wide open like it is here. July 15, 2009.
Oh, and I'll point out that I'm already getting really excited about returning to Japan at the end of September for my own chance to take neko-chan photos in Shimokita. If you're one of my Tokyo contacts and you want to meet up, you really need to send me a Flickr mail! (Kansai contacts that want to meet up in October are also encouraged to get in touch!)
Another picture of my tripod towering over the world. This was just before it toppled over, destroying everything in its path...just as an alien tripod should.
It's all gone rather "Pete Tong" in a Large and Dark Styley.
So here we are at the results from the second roll of 120 film from my beloved Yashica and I have to say my "beginner's luck" with the Sunny 16 rule has dropped off signifcantly - as can be seen here I've developed a habit of under-exposure-itis and the bulk of the roll has come out in a similarly gloomy and dark fashion.
Woe is me.
Help from any film fans out there who can recommend a good, but reasonably priced, light meter is most welcome... as are thoughts on how to get a negative out of the plastic wallet and onto the scanner without it attracting every tiny spec of dust in a 100 yard radius. Post scanning I spent a good while with the 'heal' gadget getting rid of all these specs and my scanning is on hold until I find out how to avoid this.
I'm guessing it's to do with a static build up as the negative moves out of the wallet - maybe if I get some gloves or somesuch that would also help with handling in general? All help gratefully received as I'm at a bit of a loss.
Having said that I think the result - and this is a "straight scan" with no lightening or darkening - certainly reflects the location and the current state of the building... for here we have the Moorgate Telephone Exchange, a building which seems to defy the recording of any kind of architectural history whatsoever as there is simply nothing about it anywhere (At current stage of my search anyway).
Maybe it was one of those Cold War "secret buildings" that didn't appear on maps and never existed? You didn't see me as they used to say on The Fast Show.
The building is much beloved by my fellow Flickrite Beechlights whose photostream I can highly recommend, and not just for his shots of this location. Go on - have a look and Flickr-Surf (but leave a comment first!).
The building is up for development after BT sold it for a large wad a couple of years ago - there are some shots on the architect's website of the proposed new building. Interestingly the mockup still shows Ye Olde Highwalk and defunct booths on the right hand side.
Unsurprisingly the redevelopment is on hold and the building remains empty... although since taking this shot the formerly empty windows of the exchange are now, on the Barbican side, full of posters for Camelot with the tag protection through occupation as described in this article in Property week from 2007.
The Big Idea is that Camelot rent out living space in the building for anything between £20 and £60 a week and, in return, the owner get the protection of having people living there to keep the n'err to wells at bay. As is clear here some work is going to be required to make the adhoc living arrangements for prospective tennants.. which I think this gives some indication of how long it's likely to be before any kind of demolition begins
I've put in an enquiry as to the rent here as I rather like the prospect of living here. While I'm waiting for a reply and bemoaning my gloomy reel of shots I'll leave you to...
.. enjoy
Rose and lily Fallindoll dolls in uniforms I handstitched for them :)
still figuring out how to hand stitch a tie
I am Samantha and I am in 7th grade. I like to hang out outside and play tennis. I took a photo of two people one who has two phones and the other is holding rocks in her hand. This is focussing on inequality and who some people don’t have access and can’t afford materials like phones, well others can. Also, the sun is shining on the girl with rocks symbolizing that even if u can’t afford phones or other materials u don’t lose your dignity.I have known people who have felt when couldn’t afford something it is embarrassed shameful. I am trying to communicate that if you can’t afford something it doesn't define who you are. Also, you shouldn’t be embarrassed. I wanted to make sure you could see everything without having a description, but also you could interrupt the picture to mean different things. I focussed on making the two people similar and not have a big difference. I did that because sometimes the smallest thing can make a big difference. I like that the photo is not to obvious when looking at it about what it has to do with, but you can still guess what it is about. Away to help people from feeling small and embarrassed is to help donate. Many people can’t affords essentials like coats. My family and I started a charity for foster kids in need. It is called Comfort Kids. We work on it whenever we can and hold events, so others can help too. It gives to foster kids in need when they are moving from house to house so they all the essential items. So far we have helped many kids in need and made their lives a little easier.