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"We're born alone, we live alone, we die alone. Only through our love and friendship can we create the illusion for the moment that we're not alone." Orson Welles
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You might that it is a mural, that bicycle, at least that was my first impression too, but it isn't! It's a real one, hanging in the fence.
Wonderful illusion somewhere in Arnhem.
Happy Fence Friday!
Karlskirche, Vienna
[Nikkor AI-S 35mm f/1.4 @ f/11, vertical panorama merge -
non-CPU lens settings in EXIF data not correct]
i thought it were a rainy day
i thought you were here
sorry,it's my illusion
＊added to Cream of the Crop as my favorited photo
＊shot in ShagnHai,2006/03,lomo LC-A
The world through the camera is not always the same what you see or can see in reality.
Illusion is fun or ......?
I'm curious to know what do you see?
Happy weekend!
My thoughts are with the victims of the shooting of today in Utrecht.
My thoughts are also with their relatives and their loved ones.
What a world we live in! Peace is just an illusion!
I am so sorry. So very sorry!
“You may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one. I hope someday you'll join us. And the world will live as one.”
― John Lennon
Image is done with a texture by Deviant Art
I also used Topaz Clean: skin even.
Thank you for watching, your comments,
your faves, but most of all your friendship!
Much appreciated!
We are sending you hugs and love.
Addy and ♱ Alfie
Filckr Problem again!!!!
well... All activity homepage of Flickr is not working for me:-(((((
I always work with it and pictures won't appear:-(((
... especially in mobile application is not from a few hours
If I go to "People" then I see all pictures from my contacts. ..
Am I the only one?
"VENTA DE ILUSIONES ?".
Created for November Challenge ( 17.0 ) - "VIVID Shop Windows" in Vivid Art Group.
THANK YOU ALL MY KIND FLICKR FRIENDS. YOUR COMMENTS AND INVITATIONS ARE VERY MOTIVATING AND APPRECIATED.
GRACIAS A TODOS MIS AMABLES AMIGOS DE FLICKR. SUS COMENTARIOS, INVITACIONES Y FAVORITOS, SON MUY MOTIVANTES Y APRECIADOS
Images and textures of my own.
Querétaro - México.
© All rights reserved.
You could think this is an image of the Sahara, but it's an illusion. It is on the beach of the WaddenIsland Terschelling, me lying on the cold wet sand taking this shot, during the golden hour. That evening there was magic in the air and a wonderful golden glow enlighten the beach.
In the front you see "Time" a photo I posted earlier.
Estepona is famous – among other things – for its ‘Murals Route’ (La Ruta de Murales Artísticos). Scattered throughout the town on various buildings are giant murals painted by artists from all over Spain.
"Reflejos del Jardin", aptly named "Reflections of the Garden", created by Jose Fernandez Rios. It consists of several murals on several houses, depicting plants and palm trees that can be seen in the local parks of Estepona.
It is again an example of the typical Rios style: creating an optical illusion.
Have a good look at this one…… even the shadow is painted. I love the created illusion ;-))
If you want to see more murals of Estapona, look in my "Spain-album".
Happy Wall Wednesday!
“Rome is the city of echoes, the city of illusions,
and the city of yearning.”
-Giotto di Bondone
hi friends, how is everyone?
from my files, a bit of Roma.
happy sliderssunday!
♥
Baby don’t you cry for me
It’s an illusion, just an illusion
I thought I knew what life should be
It’s an illusion, just an illusion…
Credits in my Blog:
- TABOU
Andy Arness @ Kinky event
Starting February 28th
Это село Осенево в Ярославской области. Главная каменная церковь воздвигнута в 1783 году, но село гораздо старше.
Ночью были заморозки и хорошо, что не шел снег. Приехали мы примерно за полтора часа до рассвета. Я обрадовался, что будет достаточно времени, чтобы найти хорошую точку для съемки. Но, всегда есть но. Я забыл теплые стельки в сапоги и теплые носки, они продолжали сохнуть в номере гостиницы. Не подавая вида, что мне холодно, я натягивал на себя резиновые сапоги. Чтобы не замерзнуть, мне нельзя было стоять на месте. Я ходил кругами вокруг штатива, изучил каждый стог сена в поле, пока мы ждали рассвета. Остальные участники этой авантюры недоумевали, отчего я такой бодрый...
Мы наблюдали речные туманы этим тихим утром, чувствовали запах мокрой травы, слушали пение просыпающихся птиц. После рассвета мы продолжили съемку простых деревенских пейзажей. Казалось бы, все просто замечательно и день пройдет без приключений, но... Когда мы наконец-то вернулись к машинам, подгоняемые голодом и прохладой, мы заметили, что колесо у одной их них спущено. Мы столпились вокруг колеса, пока тарахтел насос, как будто там было нечто удивительное. Кто-то услышал, что колесо подозрительно шипит. Решили его заменить, и когда мы его сняли, были действительно поражены - покрышка была разодрана изнутри. Такое вот жертвоприношение искусству. До сих пор гадаю, как долго мы ездили с разодранной покрышкой.
Спасибо, что прочитали.
This is the village of Osenevo in the Yaroslavl region. The main stone church was erected in 1783, but the village is much older.
There were frosts at night and it was good that it did not snow. We arrived about an hour and a half before dawn. I was glad that there would be enough time to find a good vantage point. But, there is always a but. I forgot warm insoles in boots and warm socks, they continued to dry in the hotel room. Not giving the appearance that I was cold, I pulled on my rubber boots. In order not to freeze, I could not stand still. I walked around the tripod in circles, examining every haystack in the field as we waited for dawn. The rest of the participants in this adventure wondered why I was so cheerful ...
We watched the river mists this quiet morning, smelled the wet grass, listened to the songs of waking birds. After dawn, we continued shooting simple rural landscapes. It would seem that everything is just fine and the day will pass without incident, but ... When we finally returned to the cars, driven by hunger and coolness, we noticed that one of them had a flat tire. We crowded around the car wheel like there was something amazing there while the pump rumbled. Someone heard that the wheel hissed suspiciously. We decided to replace it, and when we took it off, we were really amazed - the tire was torn from the inside. Such is the sacrifice for art. I still wonder how long we drove with a torn tire.
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Believing that one is ''so important'' in Life is only an illusion of oneself ! - Henri
Croire que l'on est ''si important'' dans la Vie, n'est qu'une illusion de soi-même !