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……The same trees as the last post but taken a little further down the road with a longer lens. A prime candidate for mono this one I thought. Hope you are having a great week and be sure to stay Covid safe, Alan;-)……
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We came across this brightly coloured house by accident on our only bad weather day. Luckily we found it again on a much better day.
"When isolation becomes a religion, the living trade places with the damned."
I am in the woods in Vermont with terrible internet but when I get email from Archetype11 Nova saying he created a sim, I go. You should too.
I've returned home from my mainland trip with another round of covid19.
Feeling really crappy and frustrated as i've got a lot of things I need to do and i'm in isolation for a week.
But anyway, this image was taken inside an abandoned 'Mechanics Institute' building on the side of the road in an easily missable place called Kurting in central Victoria, Australia. I've taken some amazing images inside this haunting building - the best are yet to come.
✈ Flight to Fear of Wellness ✈
♪ AYREON - Day two: Isolation ♪
Me:
I can't move, I can't feel my body
I don't remember anything
What place is this…how did I get here?
I don't understand, what's happening…
Am I alone?
Fear:
You've been deserted, everyone has left you
You know it's always been that way
Those frantic years, the people you've neglected
Now the time has come to pay
You're alone
No one here is dancing to your tune
Me: Is this a dream or is it real?
Reason: Sometimes the dream becomes reality
Me: But I don't know what to feel
Reason: Then I will guide you through this haze
Me: But who are you, why are you here?
Reason: I am you and you are all of us
Me: I can't think, my mind ain't clear
Reason: Then I will free you from this maze
Passion:
Can't you feel it burn
Deep down inside?
Won't you ever learn
Don't try to hide
Can't you feel that fire
Scorching your soul?
A wounded man's desire
Out of control
Pride:
I can't believe you're giving up
That's not your way
I can't believe you'd pass the chance to make them pay
You've always had complete control
Never thinking twice
You always called the shots, a heart as cold as ice
Me: You're all delusions of my mind
Reason: And so we are, we're all a part of you
Me: Am I a part of some design?
Reason: The one design is in your head
Me: How can it be, you look so real…
Reason: We are as real as you imagine us
Me: I can touch you, I can feel…
Reason: Then take my hand and follow me
Passion: chorus 1
Pride: chorus 2
Love:
Close your eyes, listen to your heart beat
Surrender to its soothing pulse
Silence the cries, gentle and carefree
Good or bad, true or false…
You're not alone
You'll find me here whenever they oppose you
I am the strongest of them all
No need to fear these feelings that enclose you
I'm here to catch you when you fall
You're not alone
I am here, dancing to your tune
The orange light filtering from the window is due to the dark smoky skies outside as a result of nearby wildfires. The air quality was too dangerous to be outside for extended time periods.
A simple image I captured of this man sitting out by the river. I thought it had a nice feel given the world we’re living in right now.
I am in awe of the difficult and often isolated lives of Polar Bears. Imagine hunting seals on the sea ice with no land or companionship in sight.
The Arctic Ocean above Svalbard.
The main Assynt mountains are unique in that they stand in isolation from each other and are surrounded by a network of lochs, lochans, rivers and wild, largely pathless, ground.
Visible here (beyond the lochs) L to R are Suilven, Cul Mor, Cul Beag (summit in cloud) and Stac Pollaidh, which is seen from its other (southern) side in the previous upload. The lower slopes of Canisp can also be seen disappearing behind the right-hand edge of Suilven.
I was fortunate to arrive at this location during one of the few clear periods of the day. Even so a(n almost) clear view of the whole of Suilven was a rarity.
A long exposure, landscape image of the rocks on the coastline near Portknockie in Morayshire, Scotland.
Our plan to get high was thwarted by clag so this is a series of images from a bimble around Hodge Close, an old slate quarry (still in use) in the Lake District and the surrounding area.
Choose yours.
noun
1. an act or instance of isolating.
2. the state of being isolated.
3. the complete separation from others of a person suffering from contagious or infectious disease; quarantine.
4. the separation of a nation from other nations by isolationism.
5. Psychoanalysis. a process whereby an idea or memory is divested of its emotional component.
6. Sociology. social isolation.
7. The act of being shunned by one's peers for being different. For shining a little brighter.
What a weird and terrifying year so far! After seemingly endless weeks of bad weather and one cold after the next we now face probably the worst crisis in my lifetime. I have not been very active with photography in the past weeks (mainly due to not going out much) and now that we are under lockdown there won't be many new photos - at least not landscapes!
I took this one last Sunday when we took the opportunity to finally go outdoors again to enjoy the sunshine and fresh air - I did not expect this to be the last day outdoors for the foreseeable future!
This was a lonely Hawthorne tree somewhere around Belstone tor.
Take care, stay safe and stay at home!
I just love a desolate expansive beach. A long exposure can often reflect just how timeless they are.
Many thanks for all views, fav's - and particularly comments - all are greatly appreciated!
Sometimes our identities get distorted because people lie about us and scare us, and sometimes our identities get distorted because of things we’ve actually done. The result is the same, though. Isolation. ~ Donald Miller
I think this chap was actually hunched over to shade his phone screen from the sunlight, but from this distance, especially sitting alone, it looked almost as if he was lost in contemplation and isolated, and I couldn't resist the lines of neighbouring benches, all empty, also driving that image, so quick zoom and snap.