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Namtso is one of the three holy lakes in Tibet and significant for Tibetan Buddhists. Kora is a Tibetan word that means "circumambulation" or "revolution". Kora is both a type of pilgrimage and a type of meditative practice in the Tibetan Buddhism. Thus, Namtso Kora means pilgrimage walk around the Lake Namtso.
Namtso literally means heavenly lake in Tibetan language. Located around 240km northwest of Lhasa, capital of Tibet, it takes four hours’ driving from Lhasa. Extending 70 km from east to west and 30 km from south to north, the lake covers an area of 1,920 sq km and has an altitude of 4748 m above sea level. It is biggest lake in Tibet and the second biggest salt lake in China as well as one of the highest lakes in the world. The water in the lake is crystally clear and blue. The blue sky joins the surface of the lake in the distance, creating an integrated, scenic vista.
In every Tibetan year of sheep, thousands of Tibetan Buddhism believers will come here to worship this sacred lake. As a rule, they will walk clockwise along the Namtso Lake in order to receive the blessing of the gods.
There are several fine Tibet treks around the lake. The shortest one is roughly 4 kilometers and takes less than one hour. It starts from the accommodation area to a hermit’s cave hidden behind a large spinter of rock. The kora continues to a rocky promontory of cairns and prayer flags. At the promontory, pilgrims undertake a ritural washing in the lake. And then the trail continues past several caves and a prostration point where there are two rock towers looking like two hands. Pilgrims squeeze into the deep slices of the nearby cliff face as a means of sin detection or drink water dripping from cave roofs, even swallow holy dirt.
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#58 - Language of Flowers
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In the language of flowers, ivy represents eternity. So does a circle. As we pass the longest day of the year, head into winter, and honor the return of light, I hold in my heart the wisdom of and gratitude for the cyclical nature of all things, for the turning of the wheel.
Une offrande pour le Solstice hivernal. Dans le langage de fleurs, le lierre grimpante symbolise l'étérnité, ainsi que le cercle. Lorsqu'on dépasse la Solstice et les jours commence a se rallonger, on fête le retour de la lumière. Je garde dans mon coeur la sagesse et la gratitude de la nature cyclique de toutes les choses.
Since Iris is the Greek goddess for the Messenger of Love, her sacred flower is considered the symbol of communication and messages.
Therefore the flower iris in the language of flowers symbolises eloquence.
A purple iris is symbolic of wisdom and compliments.
A blue iris symbolises faith and hope.
A yellow iris symbolises passion while white iris symbolises purity.
As you can see, the gift of iris can be used to convey many emotions.
Dutch irises are hybrids of two older varieties, giving it a look all its own.
The distinctive ‘fleur-de-lis' flowers come in a variety of blues, yellows, purples, and white.
Organic, sensual, all about shape and colour.
The Iris is just born elegance... extremely ephemeral, they barely last a few days, yet with unbelievable beauty and style.
Best to leave them in the garden... like so many of the bulbs!
Wishing you a colourful day and thanks for commenting, always appreciated, M, (*_*)
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Is mathematics the language of the universe?
I find it neat that many plants (haha, but not all!) follow a mathematical rule called the "Golden Ratio" when they grow. Using this ratio (and a numbering sequence attributed to Fibonacci but known in India for hundreds of years before), each petal is able to get the maximum amount of sunlight it possibly can. Next time you see a sunflower, take a close look - its growth pattern can be described using mathematics!
“Sensuality is a language, and it’s time to become fluent.” — Lebo Grand
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The red flowers say it all.
From ‘I love you’ to ‘I can’t live without you,’ from ‘I am pissed’ to ‘I am proud of you!’
When you find yourself fumbling for the right words to describe the situation and when you can’t figure out what might be the right gift for your special occasion, always trust the red flowers to do their job.
Red blooms also represent strength and courage.
They exude energy and positive vibes.
They are just so varied, delightful!
Have a glorious day and thank you, M, (*_*)
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Upon the shore, where shadows blend,
He writes, a tale he cannot mend.
His voice, a thread spun on the tide,
Revealing love he cannot hide.
She listens close, beyond his gaze,
A phantom born of twilight’s haze.
Her heart, the sunset’s burning hue,
A secret flame he never knew.
The ocean breathes, a steady song,
With his desire to sing along.
For her, the woman of his dreams,
A mystery bathed in golden beams.
He wonders if the stars conspire,
To set his heart on endless fire.
Yet in the veil of clouds' embrace,
She watches with a hidden face.
Each word he speaks, it finds its mark,
A quiet echo in her heart.
And though apart, they stand the same,
Two lives bound by a whispered flame.
The beach grows dim, the stars appear,
But she remains, in silence near.
A fleeting moment, worlds apart,
Bound by the rhythm, of a beating heart.
Lost
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Starting point for boat trips in the direction of Antartis.
Ushuaia, located on the Beagle Channel, is the southernmost city in Argentina. "Ushuaia" (indigenous language of the Yámana) means "bay in the east".
Ushuaia competes with Puerto Williams on the island of Navarino, which belongs to Chile, for the title of the southernmost city in the world.
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Ausgangspunkt für Bootsfahrten Richtung Antarktis.
Ushuaia, am Beagle-Kanal gelegen, ist die südlichste Stadt Argentiniens. „Ushuaia“ (in der indigenen Sprache der Yámana) bedeutet „Bucht im Osten“.
Ushuaia konkurriert mit Puerto Williams auf der zu Chile gehörenden Insel Navarino um den Titel der südlichsten Stadt der Welt.
Dave had already disappeared, seemingly swallowed by the forest and its secrets. Maybe he just wanted to escape the endless drizzle, but something told us otherwise. In the woods, Dave can see things that escape me entirely. We knew it would be at least an hour until we saw him again. Dave was entering Dave World, a place where everything makes sense and all is calm. He’d be just fine.
By his own admission, Lee wasn’t feeling the love. He couldn’t see the forest sprites emerging from the mist. “Everything is just a tangled mess!” he complained as he watched Carl and I creeping around the mossy boulders at the edges of this magical dark green world. Lee likes minimal, and this was anything but. Maybe he’d find a lone tree for his Leica somewhere outside the woodland. But with the filthy elements in such a persistent mood, his state of the art camera stayed in the bag.
On the walk from the car park, I mostly chatted with Carl. Carl and I had been “friends” on another platform for a couple of years by now, and although he only lives just over the border in west Devon, this was the first time we’d met. We had much to talk about, including his autumn workshop visit to Iceland, which had been interesting to say the least. We shared future plans, anecdotes on locations and even more importantly, he told us that the Fox Tor Cafe in Princetown had excellent reviews. That was lunch sorted then.
While Carl had been here a handful of times, this was just my second visit. The first time had been six years earlier, when I’d placed reasonably well in the over fifties category in a nearby 10k trail race that took us from the high ground at Castle Drogo down into the depths of Fingle Woods alongside the River Teign, another location I’ve long wanted to photograph but still not made it to. On that day my partner in crime was Emma, an old friend of many years whose race plan was always the complete opposite of mine. Whereas she’d charge off from the starting line like a bull at a gate, I’d struggle to find an early rhythm and be wheezing away like a broken accordion. Towards the end I’d be settled in, breathing evenly and feeling strong, by which time she’d be hyperventilating noisily and demanding more Haribo. We stuck together throughout the course, each taking turns to swear and curse at the other for dragging them out on a soaking March morning - all because the finishers’ medals looked so delightfully blingy. “Give ‘em a shiny thing for getting over the finish line and they’ll come in numbers,” said the organisers to themselves. The language from my companion in that last steep uphill mile was especially fruity that day.
After more than six miles of purgatory in running shoes, Emma had gone to spend the afternoon with her in-laws who lived nearby. I’d brought my camera gear with intentions to ignore the fast road and roll back across the moor. The wood had been one of the two places I planned to visit. “Now let’s see - trail running shoes, check. Compression socks, check. Waterproof winter trousers, check. Welly boots, double check.” It seemed I had everything I needed - except for the conditions. That day I carefully focus stacked a strangely symmetrical frame among the carnage, but in retrospect I’m not sure it was worth the bother. To make this place ping, you really need a bit of mist. Or a lot more skill in Photoshop than I possessed.
Today, six years later things were pinging quite nicely. I mean you can always have more fog of course, but the meteorological lottery was rewarding us well for our efforts. And we’d started very early, which you probably know isn’t my thing at all. In fact, when I later told one of you that I’d been up before 6am in preparation for this outing, he demanded to know who’d hacked into my Whatsapp and threatened to call the authorities. But yes, we’d arrived here at eight, met a few moments later by Carl, and slooshed our way through the mud to the woods, enveloped in a grungy grey curtain, just as we’d hoped for.
It might take a while to start to see things, but when you do, it’s really quite rewarding. Nick, who joined us a little later, has been here countless times, yet he told us he still often finds new shapes emerging from the mist. And now, as I stole away from the others and headed a few yards north, I found the lollipop stick, poking through a mossy “V” shaped frame. No faffing around with focus stacks this time, just a straightforward thumbprint on the main attraction and let everything else recede into a blur. There’s so much waiting here to be discovered.
Dave had that quiet smugness about him which always means he’s found a masterpiece. Carl looked happy enough too. Lee was chewing a Snickers bar. I think the Leica had come out briefly, but he was really saving it for the lone hawthorns we’d find elsewhere later. For three of us at least, the first full day had started well, but it was time to move on and find the next location.
Ladli — which in Indian languages (Hindi and Urdu) means ‘beloved daughter.’
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Photo: Firoz Ahmad Firoz (Doosra Dashak's Adolescent Girls literacy camp, Rajasthan)
"Worst of all, violence against women and girls continues unabated in every continent, country and culture. It takes a devastating toll on women’s lives, on their families and on society as a whole. Most societies prohibit such violence -- yet the reality is that, too often, it is covered up or tacitly condoned." (UN SECRETARY-GENERAL in International Women’s Day 2007 Message.)
“Almost every country in the world still has laws that discriminate against women, and promises to remedy this have not been kept.” (UN High Commissioner for Human Rights on the eve of International Women's Day 2008)
According to one United Nations estimate, 113 to 200 million women are “demographically missing” from the world today. That is to say, there should be 113 to 200 million more women walking the earth, who aren’t. By that same estimate, 1.5 to 3 million women and girls lose their lives every year because of gender-based neglect or gender-based violence and Sexual Violence in Conflict.
In addition to torture, sexual violence and rape by occupation forces, a great number of women and girls are kept locked up in their homes by a very real fear of abduction and criminal abuse. In war and conflicts, girls and women have been denied their human right, including the right to health, education and employment. “Sexual violence in conflict zones is indeed a security concern. We affirm that sexual violence profoundly affects not only the health and safety of women, but the economic and social stability of their nations” –US Secretary of State, Condoleeza Rice, 19 June 2008 (Read more about UN Action against Sexual Violence in Conflict www.stoprapenow.org/ ).
Millions of young women disappear in their native land every year. Many of them are found later being held against their will in other places and forced into prostitution. According to the UNICEF ( www.unicef.org/gender/index_factsandfigures.html ),Girls between 13 and 18 years of age constitute the largest group in the sex industry. It is estimated that around 500,000 girls below 18 are victims of trafficking each year. The victims of trafficking and female migrants are sometimes unfairly blamed for spreading HIV when the reality is that they are often the victims.
According to the UNAIDS around 17.3 million, women (almost half of the total number of HIV-positive) living with HIV ( www.unaids.org ). While HIV is often driven by poverty, it is also associated with inequality, gender-based abuses and economic transition. The relationship between abuses of women's rights and their vulnerability to AIDS is alarming. Violence and discrimination prevents women from freely accessing HIV/AIDS information, from negotiating condom use, and from resisting unprotected sex with an HIV-positive partner, yet most of the governments have failed to take any meaningful steps to prevent and punish such abuse.
United Nations agencies estimated that every year 3 million girls are at risk of undergoing the procedure – which involves the partial or total removal of external female genital organs – that some 140 million women, mostly in Asia, the Middle East and in Africa, have already endured.
We can point a finger at poverty. But poverty alone does not result in these girls and women’s deaths and suffering; the blame also falls on the social system and attitudes of the societies.
India alone accounts for more than 50 million of the women who are “missing” due to female foeticide - the sex-selective abortion of girls, dowry death, gender-based neglect and all forms of violence against women.
Since the late 1970s when the technology for sex determination first came into being, sex selective abortion has unleashed a saga of horror in India and other Asian countries. Experts are calling it "sanitized barbarism”. Worryingly, the trend is far stronger in urban rather than rural areas, and among literate rather than illiterate women, exploding the myth that growing affluence and spread of basic education alone will result in the erosion of gender bias. The United Nations has expressed serious concern about the situation.
The decline in the sex ratio and the millions of Missing Women are indicators of the feudal patriarchal resurgence. Violence against women has gone public – whether it is dowry murders, the practice of female genital mutilation, honour killings, sex selective abortions or death sentences awarded to young lovers from different communities by caste councils, rapes and killings in communal and caste violence, it is only women’s and human rights groups who are protesting – the public and institutional response to these trends is very minimal.
Millions of women suffer from discrimination in the world of work. This not only violates a most basic human right, but has wider social and economic consequences. Most of the governments turn a blind eye to illegal practices and enact and enforce discriminatory laws. Corporations and private individuals engage in abusive and sexist practices without fear of legal system.
More women are working now than ever before, but they are also more likely than men to get low-productivity, low-paid and vulnerable jobs, with no social protection, basic rights nor voice at work according to a new report by the International Labour Organization (ILO) issued for International Women’s Day 2008. Are we even half way to meeting the eight Millennium Development Goals?
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"I'd like to point out to people the divine in a musical language that transcends words. I want to speak to their souls." ~~John Coltrane
Source: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Badlands_National_Park
Badlands National Park (Lakota: Makȟóšiča) is an American national park located in southwestern South Dakota. The park protects 242,756 acres (379.3 sq mi; 982.4 km2) of sharply eroded buttes and pinnacles, along with the largest undisturbed mixed grass prairie in the United States. The National Park Service manages the park, with the South Unit being co-managed with the Oglala Lakota tribe.
The Badlands Wilderness protects 64,144 acres (100.2 sq mi; 259.6 km2) of the park's North Unit as a designated wilderness area, and is one site where the black-footed ferret, one of the most endangered mammals in the world, was reintroduced to the wild. The South Unit, or Stronghold District, includes sites of 1890s Ghost Dances, a former United States Air Force bomb and gunnery range, and Red Shirt Table, the park's highest point at 3,340 feet (1,020 m).
Authorized as Badlands National Monument on March 4, 1929, it was not established until January 25, 1939. Badlands was redesignated a national park on November 10, 1978. Under the Mission 66 plan, the Ben Reifel Visitor Center was constructed for the monument in 1957–58. The park also administers the nearby Minuteman Missile National Historic Site. The movies Dances with Wolves (1990) and Thunderheart (1992) were partially filmed in Badlands National Park.
This national park was originally a reservation of the Oglala Sioux Indians and spans the southern unit of the park. The area around Stronghold Table was originally Sioux territory, and is revered as a ceremonial sacred site rather than a place to live.
In 1868, at the Second Treaty of Fort Laramie, the United States assured the Sioux that the Badlands shall forever be the property of the Sioux. In 1889, however, the treaty was broken and the Badlands were confiscated by the United States and unilaterally incorporated into a national park.
At the end of the 19th century, the Sioux Indians used this area as the site of the Ghost Dance, a ceremony to revive the souls of buffalo and the dead. After the last ghost dance in 1890, the United States banned the ritual, but it was revived by the Red Power movement, a movement to restore Indian rights that began in the 1960s. In 1980, the U.S. Supreme Court awarded compensation to the Sioux for the abrogation of the 1868 treaty, but the Sioux did not accept the money.
Additional Foreign Language Tags:
(United States) "الولايات المتحدة" "Vereinigte Staaten" "アメリカ" "美国" "미국" "Estados Unidos" "États-Unis"
(South Dakota) "داكوتا الجنوبية" "南达科他州" "Dakota du Sud" "दक्षिण डकोटा" "サウスダコタ" "사우스다코타" "Южная Дакота" "Dakota del Sur"
(Badlands) "الاراضي الوعره" "荒地" "बैडलैंड्स" "バッドランズ" "황무지" "Бесплодные земли" "Tierras baldías"
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So I finally got around to doing an image of my own character from the coronation of King Saefiraen event.
Ilirra, Little Tree's scathach fae True Form, all gussied up. Little Tree is of course played by myself, Cedar Ashland, and is a roleplay character at Convergence: The Lost City.
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A macro view of a metal ruler showing millimeters and 32nds of an inch.
Technical info:
The scene was illuminated by two LED light panels placed at 4- and 7-o'clock.
Lens: reverse-mounted Nikon EL - Nikkor 50mm f2.8 attached to bellows extended to 75mm.
Mount Merapi, Gunung Merapi in Indonesian language, is a conical volcano located on the border between Central Java and Yogyakarta, Indonesia.
It is the most active volcano in Indonesia and has erupted regularly since 1548. Its name means Mountain of Fire. It is very close to the city of Yogyakarta, and thousands of people live on the flanks of the volcano.
Although smoke can be seen emerging from the mountain top at least 300 days a year, several eruptions have caused fatalities. Hot gas from a large explosion killed 43 people in 1994, mostly in the town of Muntilan, west of the volcano. Another large eruption occurred in 2006, shortly before the Yogyakarta earthquake. In light of the hazards that Merapi poses to populated areas, it has been designated as one of the Decade Volcanoes.
In April 2006, increased seismicity at more regular intervals and a detected bulge in the volcano's cone indicated that fresh eruptions were imminent. Authorities put the volcano's neighboring villages on high alert and local residents prepared for a likely evacuation. On April 19 smoke from the crater reached a height of 400 metres, compared to 75 metres the previous day. On April 23, after nine surface tremors and some 156 multifaced quakes signalled movements of magma, some 600 elderly and infant residents of the slopes were evacuated.
By early May, active lava flows had begun. On May 11, with lava flow beginning to be constant, some 17,000 people were ordered to be evacuated from the area and on May 13, Indonesian authorities raised the alert status to the highest level, ordering the immediate evacuation of all residents on the mountain. Many villagers defied the dangers posed by the volcano and returned to their villages, fearing that their livestock and crops would be vulnerable to theft. Activity calmed by the middle of May.
On May 27, a 6.2 magnitude earthquake struck roughly 30 miles southwest of Merapi, killing at least 5,000 and leaving at least 200,000 people homeless in the Yogyakarta region, heightening fears that Merapi will blow The quake did not appear to be a long-period oscillation, a seismic disturbance class that is increasingly associated with major volcanic eruptions. A further 11,000 villagers were evacuated on June 6 as lava and superheated clouds of gas poured repeatedly down its upper slopes. The pyroclastic flows are known locally as wedhus gembel (Javanese for shaggy goat).
delicate arch - arches national park utah
The backside view of Delicate Arch just before sunset. Delicate Arch is a giant 52ft (16m) tall freestanding sandstone arch located in Arches National Park near the town of Moab, Utah. My tourist map said that Delicate Arch was the most recognizable natural landmark in the USA and the most photographed arch in the world.
More than you probably want to know:
This was my first visit to Delicate Arch and I learned a few things: The Delicate Arch ‘Viewpoint’ is different than the Delicate Arch ‘Trailhead’. I made the mistake of climbing 3/4 miles up to the viewpoint only to realize the actual Delicate Arch was off on another cliff . . ugg! I went back to the trailhead and climbed 1.5 miles up to Delicate Arch, not a big distance but it's uphill and kind of tough especially after lugging camera gear around the park all day. I should have left non-essentials in the car like my my big heavy zoom but I was happy to have water and a flash light to help guide me down the dark tail after sunset. Best lesson learned; if you stand in front of the arch too long, expect to get yelled at in 10 different languages by all the photog’ers working that once-in-a-lifetime shot :D
到个時揭个旗無根就無旗
從來盲識有過真正個自家根
在海風強烈吹來吹去島嶼
畀外來文化連根掘挖
移上移下
根 尋唔到地下水脈
釘唔下自家真正根
祖公傳下一句話
到時就揭旗
「母語文字化」
就係恩兜客家根
「我寫我口」
就係全地球流動地下水脈
ANNOUNCEMENT: The word "Squaw" will soon be removed from locales and geographical features in the U.S., it was announced recently. When the word was widely used in the 19th century, many people were unaware of its racist and sexist connotations toward Native American women. (During that same era, the infamous N word was also widely used for geographic features. Those names were removed decades ago, in some cases at the cost of historical accuracy.)
Thank you for inviting me to this challenge :)
I enjoyed shooting. yes purely.
I chose "Option C" And a little imagination
#Pryce Body Language Challenge
This amazing photographer I happened to run into ;)
He & I speak the same language, & we understand each other so well. Funny part is, we never had to exchange a single word to know exactly what the other was thinking. It's a photographer thing ;) Helps that we are both Canon users, as well ;)
Uluru-Kata Tjuta National Park - Kata Tjuta/Mount Olga.
Kata Tjuṯa in lingua Pitjantjatjara significa "molte teste".
Il sito è ritenuto sacro dalle popolazioni aborigene, esattamente come lo è Uluru.
I Pitjantjatjara e gli Yankunytjatjara chiamano i turisti che vanno a visitare Uluru e i Kata Tjuṯa "minga tjuṯa", che significa "formiche", così da descrivere l'immagine che danno visti dalla cima di queste rocce.
Il nome alternativo, Mount Olga, deriva dal monte più alto.
Per ordine del barone Ferdinand von Mueller, Ernest Giles nel 1872 battezzò così il Mount Olga, in onore della regina Olga di Württemberg, che insieme al marito (il re Carlo I del Württemberg), avevano festeggiato il venticinquesimo anniversario di matrimonio l'anno precedente nominando, fra le altre cose, Mueller un Freiherr (cioè un barone), cambiandogli così il nome in Ferdinand von Mueller. Quest'ultimo scelse questo modo per sdebitarsi dell'onore ricevuto.
Nel 1993 venne adottato un nome duale per riferirsi alla formazione rocciosa, unendo il tradizionale nome aborigeno col nome inglese.
Uluru-Kata Tjuta National Park - Kata Tjuta/Mount Olga.
Kata Tjuṯa in Pitjantjatjara language means "many heads".
The site is considered sacred by Aboriginal people, just as Uluru is.
The Pitjantjatjara and Yankunytjatjara call tourists who visit Uluru and the Kata Tjuṯa "minga tjuṯa", which means "ants", thus describing the image they give when seen from the top of these rocks.
The alternative name, Mount Olga, comes from the highest mountain.
By order of Baron Ferdinand von Mueller, Ernest Giles named Mount Olga in 1872, in honor of Queen Olga of Württemberg, who together with her husband (King Charles I of Württemberg), had celebrated their twenty-fifth wedding anniversary the previous year naming, among other things, Mueller a Freiherr (i.e. a baron), thus changing his name to Ferdinand von Mueller. The latter chose this way to repay the honor received.
In 1993 a dual name was adopted to refer to the rock formation, combining the traditional Aboriginal name with the English name.
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This piece was inspired by a Youtube video a Deaf friend showed me.... the only clear sign in the video was "I love you"..she asked me to draw what i thought it was about.. I perceived it to be about a deaf child growing up to hearing parents, how the parents of an infant use great facial expressions to interact , and the parent child relationshipin takes place in a very visual way, but then as time passes the parents withdraw from using so much expression, expecting to transition over to an audio world ::hence the clock pulling the Alexander Graham Bell mask over the faces. But using Bell as this polarized icon through the dual view point of Deaf Culture, and Hearing Culture, the piece came to be about the relationship between Deaf culture and American society ... The plane image is the X1 rocket...it was the first plane to break the sound barrier. i thought it fitting since the hand shape in ASL for "i love you", and "plane" are the same.... the paper airplane image hints back at the rocket in the foreground, and means the American school system's many painful attempts to educate Deaf children... the parent figures are shown signing behind the back denoting the parents feelings towards Deafness, and reluctance to embrace Deaf culture. An alarming percentage of hearing parents who have Deaf children do not learn sign language ..and so i hope the drawing asks the question... "It it logical to strap an infant upon this plane as a method to break the sound barrier and launch the child into hearing culture without choice, when the parents could mearly learn to sign and become a part of Deaf culture with the child...?" the shadows of the parents and infant are connected, while actually the patents are shown not even touching the same ground as the child, emphasizing the ignorant concepts of a society that believes all Deaf learn to read lips perfectly and this makes them blend effortlessly into their hearing world.. the snail is a near identical image to the cochlea inside the human ear, so coming from the shadow of the x1 rocket it reminds that in reality, lip reading and the oral method are an enormously slow and grueling process...and also hints at the speed with which society has really taken the time to intelligently consider Deafness, and finally questions the latest modern scientific approach to Deafness the Cochlear implant..that the face of the snail hints at the "i love you" handshape, and is turning around suggests that a loving society might try a different approach. the ears of the parent figures are shown as closed eyes....meaning that from the deaf child's perspective, the parents hearing causes them to not pay attention with their eyes...the scuba divers show Deaf culture,, as the beautiful silent world it is.. since Deaf scuba divers can literally use sign language to communicate underwater, where hearing people just akwardly gesture, and have to wait to be above the surface to communicate.....i hope this image would be striking and urge hearing people to stop and think deeper about Deaf culture, and the many wonderful aspects of life hearing causes them to miss....
Rovingian Council - Nomad Monks - The Language Of A Ecological Spiritual World by Daniel Arrhakis (2026)
For a Rovingian nomad monk, walking through a forest is equivalent to reading a library of ancient scrolls, where each natural element contains ancestral knowledge.
Para um monge nómada Rovingiano, caminhar por uma floresta equivale a ler uma biblioteca de pergaminhos antigos, onde cada elemento natural encerra um conhecimento ancestral.