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它可以跟著風搖擺的 Led 燈飾 It can follow the wind sway led lighting.

Macro Mondays

Radiant

 

Led torch shining on a crystal glass

laying on holographic paper.

Hand held to give

a bit of movement.

The LED diodes revolutionized the world of electronics.

Future World at the Arts Science Museum in Singapore - Are you ready for the change that's coming?

Light and colour games!!<3<3<3

Bei diesem trüben Wetter freuen wir uns über Licht und Farbe!!

Danke, dass Ihr mich besucht und mir einen Kommentar und einen Stern schenkt liebe Flickr Freunde.

 

In this cloudy weather we are happy about light and colour!

Thank you for visiting me and giving me a comment and a star, dear Flickr friends.

 

Par ce temps nuageux, nous sommes heureux de la lumière et des couleurs!

Merci de me rendre visite et de me donner un commentaire et une étoile, chers amis de Flickr.

 

En este tiempo nublado estamos contentos con la luz y el color!

Gracias por visitarme y darme un comentario y una estrella, queridos amigos de Flickr.

 

Neste clima nublado, estamos felizes com luz e cor!

Obrigado por visitar e me dar um comentário e uma estrela, queridos amigos do Flickr.

 

In questo tempo nuvoloso siamo felici di luce e colore!

Grazie per avermi visitato e per avermi dato un commento e una stella, cari amici di Flickr.

 

Bij dit bewolkt weer zijn we blij met licht en kleur!

Dank u voor uw bezoek en het geven van een commentaar en een ster, beste vrienden van Flickr.

 

I det här molniga vädret är vi nöjda med ljus och färg!

Tack för att du besökt och gav mig en kommentar och en stjärna, flickr kära vänner.

 

I dette overskyede vejr er vi tilfredse med lys og farve! Tak fordi du besøger og giver mig en kommentar og en stjerne, kære kære venner.

 

Przy tej pochmurnej pogodzie cieszymy się z światła i koloru!

Dziękuję za odwiedzenie mnie i przekazanie mi komentarza oraz gwiazdy, drodzy przyjaciele Flickr.

I liked her in color. I like her even better now.

In recognition of World Wildlife Day. March 3rd 2024

"Although hyenas appear similar to dogs, they are actually more closely related to cats. They live throughout much of Africa and eastwards through Arabia to India. Spotted hyenas live together in large groups called clans that may include up 80 individuals and are led by females".

  

Eminönü / Istanbul / Turkey

 

Please have a look at my albums:

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Die adaptiven LED-Scheinwerfer passen den Winkel und die Helligkeit des Lichtkegels automatisch der Fahrsituation und dem Straßenverlauf an und wählen aus acht Lichteinstellungen die optimale aus.

 

The adaptive LED headlights automatically adapt the angle and brightness of the light cone to the driving situation and the course of the road, and select the optimum light settings from eight.

MB / 2017 - Barcelona - España

The back of the house is pitch black in winter as there are no street lights, so it's always handy to keep a torch around. This small LED torch is always in my pocket and has lit the way up the back path on quite a few occasions.

IMPORTANT: for non-pro users who read the info on a computer, just enlarge your screen to 120% (or more), then the full text will appear below the photo with a white background - which makes reading so much easier.

The color version of the photo above is here: www.lacerta-bilineata.com/ticino-best-photos-of-southern-...

 

THE STORY BEHIND THE PHOTO:

So far there's only been one photo in my gallery that hasn't been taken in my garden ('The Flame Rider', captured in the Maggia Valley: www.flickr.com/photos/191055893@N07/53563448847/in/datepo... ) - which makes the image above the second time I've "strayed from the path" (although not very far, since the photo was taken only approximately 500 meters from my house).

 

Overall, I'll stick to my "only-garden rule", but every once in a while I'll show you a little bit of the landscape around my village, because I think it will give you a better sense of just how fascinating this region is, and also of its history.

 

The title I chose for the photo may seem cheesy, and it's certainly not very original, but I couldn't think of another one, because it's an honest reflection of what I felt when I took it: a profound sense of peace - although if you make it to the end of this text you'll realize my relationship with that word is a bit more complicated.

 

I got up early that day; it was a beautiful spring morning, and there was still a bit of mist in the valley below my village which I hoped would make for a few nice mood shots, so I quickly grabbed my camera and went down there before the rising sun could dissolve the magical layer on the scenery.

 

Most human activity hadn't started yet, and I was engulfed in the sounds of the forest as I was walking the narrow trail along the horse pasture; it seemed every little creature around me wanted to make its presence known to potential mates (or rivals) in a myriad of sounds and voices and noises (in case you're interested, here's a taste of what I usually wake up to in spring, but you best use headphones: www.youtube.com/watch?v=AfoCTqdAVCE )

 

Strolling through such an idyllic landscape next to grazing horses and surrounded by birdsong and beautiful trees, I guess it's kind of obvious one would feel the way I described above and choose the title I did, but as I looked at the old stone buildings - the cattle shelter you can see in the foreground and the stable further up ahead on the right - I also realized how fortunate I was.

 

It's hard to imagine now, because Switzerland is one of the wealthiest countries in the world today, but the men and women who had carried these stones and constructed the walls of these buildings were among the poorest in Europe. The hardships the people in some of the remote and little developed valleys in Ticino endured only a few generations ago are unimaginable to most folks living in my country today.

 

It wasn't uncommon that people had to sell their own kids as child slaves - the girls had to work in factories or in rice fields, the boys as "living chimney brushes" in northern Italy - just because there wasn't enough food to support the whole family through the harsh Ticino winters.

 

If you wonder why contemporary Swiss historians speak of "slaves" as opposed to child laborers, it's because that's what many of them actually were: auctioned off for a negotiable prize at the local market, once sold, these kids were not payed and in many cases not even fed by their masters (they had to beg for food in the streets or steal it).

 

Translated from German Wikipedia: ...The Piazza grande in Locarno, where the Locarno Film Festival is held today, was one of the places where orphans, foundlings and children from poor families were auctioned off. The boys were sold as chimney sweeps, the girls ended up in the textile industry, in tobacco processing in Brissago or in the rice fields of Novara, which was also extremely hard work: the girls had to stand bent over in the water for twelve to fourteen hours in all weathers. The last verse of the Italian folk song 'Amore mio non piangere' reads: “Mamma, papà, non piangere, se sono consumata, è stata la risaia che mi ha rovinata” (Mom, dad, don't cry when I'm used up, it was the rice field that destroyed me.)... de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kaminfegerkinder

 

The conditions for the chimney sweeps - usually boys between the age of 8 and 12 (or younger, because they had to be small enough to be able to crawl into the chimneys) - were so catastrophic that many of them didn't survive; they died of starvation, cold or soot in their lungs - as well as of work-related accidents like breaking their necks when they fell, or suffocatig if they got stuck in inside a chimney. This practice of "child slavery" went on as late as the 1950s (there's a very short article in English on the topic here: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spazzacamini and a more in depth account for German speakers in this brief clip: www.youtube.com/watch?v=gda8vZp_zsc ).

 

Now I don't know if the people who built the old stone houses along my path had to sell any of their kids, but looking at the remnants of their (not so distant) era I felt an immense sense of gratitude that I was born at a time of prosperity - and peace - in my region, my country and my home. Because none of it was my doing: it was simple luck that decided when and where I came into this world.

 

It also made me think of my own family. Both of my grandparents on my father's side grew up in Ticino (they were both born in 1900), but while they eventually left Switzerland's poorest region to live in its richest, the Kanton of Zurich, my grandfather's parents relocated to northern Italy in the 1920s and unfortunately were still there when WWII broke out.

 

They lost everything during the war, and it was their youngest daughter - whom I only knew as "Zia" which means "aunt" in Italian - who earned a little money to support herself and my great-grandparents by giving piano lessons to high-ranking Nazi officers and their kids (this was towards the end of the war when German forces had occupied Italy).

 

I never knew that about her; Zia only very rarely spoke of the war, but one time when I visited her when she was already over a 100 years old (she died at close to 104), I asked her how they had managed to survive, and she told me that she went to the local prefecture nearly every day to teach piano. "And on the way there would be the dangling ones" she said, with a shudder.

 

I didn't get what she meant, so she explained. Visiting the city center where the high ranking military resided meant she had to walk underneath the executed men and women who were hanging from the lantern posts along the road (these executions - often of civilians - were the Germans' retaliations for attacks by the Italian partisans).

 

I never forgot her words - nor could I shake the look on her face as she re-lived this memory. And I still can't grasp it; my house in Ticino is only 60 meters from the Italian border, and the idea that there was a brutal war going on three houses down the road from where I live now in Zia's lifetime strikes me as completely surreal.

 

So, back to my title for the photo above. "Peace". It's such a simple, short word, isn't it? And we use it - or its cousin "peaceful" - quite often when we mean nice and quiet or stress-free. But if I'm honest I don't think I know what it means. My grandaunt Zia did, but I can't know. And I honestly hope I never will.

 

I'm sorry I led you down such a dark road; I usually intend to make people smile with the anecdotes that go with my photos, but this one demanded a different approach (I guess with this latest image I've strayed from the path in more than one sense, and I hope you'll forgive me).

 

Ticino today is the region with the second highest average life expectancy in Europe (85.2 years), and "The Human Development Index" of 0.961 in 2021 was one of the highest found anywhere in the world, and northern Italy isn't far behind. But my neighbors, many of whom are now in their 90s, remember well it wasn't always so.

 

That a region so poor it must have felt like purgatory to many of its inhabitants could turn into something as close to paradise on Earth as I can imagine in a person's lifetime should make us all very hopeful. But, and this is the sad part, it also works the other way 'round. And I believe we'd do well to remember that, too.

 

To all of you - with my usual tardiness but from the bottom of my heart - a happy, healthy, hopeful 2025 and beyond.

Auswahlfoto

Für "Macro Mondays"

Thema "Bulb" am 11.04.2022.

 

Have a "Happy Macro Monday"

and a good start into the new week.

Stay safe/Bleibt gesund! 🌸

Many thanks for all your views, faves and comments.

I am very proud to announce that I am now officially sponsored by Led Lenser, this is a very proud moment in my life and I only have good things to say and many thanks to the people at Led Lenser, within the sponsorship deal they send me torches to help with my work and help promote their products.

 

This is an honour for me, to be sponsored by the worlds best torch company. So Thanks Led Lenser, I shall be doing product reviews on all of Led Lensers products on my Youtube channel, to help light painters making the right desicion before buying a torch.

 

Thanks to my wife for helping me with the lighting and light writing.

 

www.noctography.co.uk

 

www.ledlenser.com

Macro Mondays #MadeOfMetal

My Yema LED watch - a modern reincarnation of an original design from the 1970’s. My very first watch when I was a kid was a red LED black plastic thing … and I thought it was the most amazing technological masterpiece! Of course it stopped working in less than a year and being a future engineer I pulled it apart and eventually it got discarded.

Lit by blue LED lights underneath.

Product Description

Product: LED Lamps / LED Light Bulbs / LED Spotlights MR16 3x1W

Item No.: MR16-1W3-W

 

Features:

Input voltage: 12v ac/dc with reversed polarity protect

Output power: 3w

Total length: 52mm(including pins)

Beam angle: 15/30degrees

Light source: 3*1w high power led

Body temperature: <53centigrade

Led working temperature: <62centigrade

Temperature: -40~70 celsius degree

Life span: 50, 000 hours

Full range of color: Cool white, warm white, blue, green, red, yellow

Net weight: 55g

Aluminium housing

No uv or ir radiation

Certifications: CE & ROHS

 

Applications:

replacement for traditional halogen light bulbs, esp in galleries, museums, cosmetic counters where UV or IR radiation is undesirable

Led-strip in the mirror of the bathroom with condensation drops after showering.

 

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Boeing 737-8 MAX

B-1205

China Southern Airlines

Pulkovo, St.Petersburg, Russia

June 02, 2018

MINOLTA SRT101

MC ROKKOR-PF 1:1.4 f=58mm

Kenko YA3 orangefilter

FOMA FOMAPAN400

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