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Olana State Historic Site home of Frederic Church who is well-known as a painter, but he was also a world traveller, a family man, and a self-taught architect, farmer and landscape designer. He and his wife Isabel were pious, wellread, and funloving. They raised four children at their estate overlooking the Hudson.
A house sparrow (Passer domesticus) standing proud..
📍 Location: Belém, Lisbon, Portugal
📅 Date: July 2026
⚙️ Gear: Canon EOS R8 + RF 100-400mm f/5.6-8 IS USM
I took this low angle 'bug's' view of the Colosseum during my trip to Rome, Italy. Rome is such an amazing city!
Last Saturday some of the members of our Photography Group met up at the Savannas park. It's predominantly an open grassland with lots of Saw Palmettos and Slash pine trees. Here's a backlit low angle shot of some of those pine trees. We were back indoors before the sun got too harsh.
Puffins on a tiny island named Halfnarholmi, a few minutes away from a town named Borgarfjörður Eystri in the Eastern Fjords of Iceland. It's a beautiful little town, and the puffin watching is great, too!
Taken in July 2009.
An ex-Southern Pacific EMD GP40-2 holds down an Indiana Harbor Belt train at Melrose Park under threatening skies.
The giant Coastal Redwoods don't have the girth of the Giant Sequoias but they make up for it in height reaching 378'(115m) where the Giants only reach 311'(94m). Redwood State Park, CA, USA
Und zwar auf der kleinen Wiese direkt neben der Haustür.
Als ich mittags in der Küche stand und das Fenster geöffnet hatte, damit mir der Geruch vom Kochen nicht durch die ganze Wohnung zieht, habe ich die paar Pilze unten vor dem Haus auf der Wiese gesehen.
Nach dem Essen bin ich direkt mal runter, um die festzuhalten.
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Standing at the base of these fluted monoliths, one cannot help but feel the crushing weight of history and the soaring ambition of the architects who sought to touch the heavens. The stark contrast of monochrome highlights every grain of stone, turning a civic structure into a silent, towering witness to the passage of time. When shooting monumental architecture, do you find that removing color helps to emphasize the structural soul, or do you prefer the realism of natural tones?
There was a beam of light from the setting sun shining on these flowers begging me to stop and photograph them. Nothing better than golden hour!
North Crest Park, Shoreline, Washington State, USA
This is an East African land snail, photographed in Hawaii and now used for the Global Creative Photography Project's theme for this week: MACRO.
Before posing this shot I did a little research...
This East African land snail is known as one of the worst invasive species in the world. In recent times, the land snails have been kept as pets; however, they are now illegal to possess in many countries including the United States. Since arriving in Hawaii in 1936 from Japan this species has been a nuisance and a pest on many of the Hawaiian islands and numerous predators to the snail have been introduced to try and kill it off.
Apparently this strategy isn't working too well as this little guy was not alone where we found him at the Dole Plantation on Oahu.
Las lineas aparecen en la Vida cotidiana, estamos rodeados de ellas. En este caso, un viejo muelle de pesca entre los juncos de una laguna.
Sunset over the Sepulveda Basin Bird Preserve. The black bird in the foreground is a coot. The white specks in the background are white pelicans coming in for the landing.
There's no EXIF because this is one frame exported from a timelapse app, but it was taken with my iPhone 6s. (Here's the timelapse: flic.kr/p/Dutcv7)
from set "From the ground" l a 25
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Wagner - Die Walküre: "The Ride of the Valkyries" (Boulez)
I've had this rug for nearly 15 years. It's been through six moves and has always stayed in one piece. Tonight I was startled at this fact and decided to homage it a bit.
I shot this back in mid November on my first day of beach shooting following the dog's surgery. I had stayed home in lieu of chasing sunsets and reflections to monitor his health and shoot portraits of him as he recovered but finally on an interesting cloudy day, I decided to head to Venice to shake off the rust. What I got when I arrived was a very saturated, golden sky paired with an extremely low tide...the kind of conditions I always want when here.
As usual, I got to my normal spot very close to sundown and within a few minutes, the sun had lowered dramatically over the horizon. I set up quickly and as I prepared to shoot, noticed a couple out of the corner of my eye strolling slowly over the reflective surface while their bouncy Boston Terrier streaked back and forth on the shore. While I generally avoid people when I shoot, a carefree dog running towards me and my gear will never bother me. I wish I had more time to get prepared for them to enter the frame because I would've loved to get them a bit lighter and with more detail but at least I had enough time to focus on where they'd end up and fire off a few shots before they passed the sun. The next shot i took had the dog about 3ft from me and then I stopped for a minute to play with him. The parents seemed a bit oblivious and didn't call after him even though I certainly didn't mind the distraction and they continued to wander down the beach while their dog ran from stranger to stranger. Venice is about as dog friendly as any beach I've been to, even if they are prohibited from being on it. I think I've seen at least 1 dog running around between me and the waves on every trip I've been to here other than the times when it's rained.
Even a few years ago, all I had to do was say "do you want to?" to Scotch or pick up a towel and he'd tilt his head to the side and bounce around knowing we were going to the Potomac River to swim. Sometimes I'd be going into the shower and if he saw a towel in my hand, he'd freak out until I took him to the river, even if it wasn't for hours. 2 weeks prior to this photo, Scotch was basically on his deathbed and even while shooting, I wondered if he'd ever recover enough to enjoy some of the activities we used to do most often.
After 16 trips to the vet in 12 months and a major surgery, it had become quite the struggle to even convince him to get in my car for a drive--and I certainly can't blame him for that. About 2 weeks ago, I grabbed all my camera gear and a towel and waved for him to come with me right after we got back from our afternoon walk. My plan was to take him back to Malibu which is where he first saw the Pacific Ocean a year ago and relax with him on the beach while I shot a sunset. Back in Maryland it was never hard to get him to join me on a roadtrip to take photos and all it took was a "wanna go for a car ride?" and he would be ready. He can no longer hear the words "swimming" or "car ride" but he definitely recognized the camera gear and towel and never hesitated going in. I ended up leaving the camera in the car and instead let him off the leash so he could run along the damp shoreline and chase seagulls. He didn't swim--something he's never supposed to do again--but he had an amazing time so we returned a few times over the next week.
It's winter now in LA with cold temps, high winds and plenty of rain but since he isn't swimming, it's a perfect excuse to bring him to the empty beaches to get some real exercise and enjoy life as much as he can. One of these days I'll drag my brother along so I can actually photograph Scotch and the sunset and not worry about my deaf bird dog wandering off. On the day of this shot back in November, I saw this dog way more than I saw the owners and it's hard not to smile when you see a dog who's happy and carefree. Also...it's hard not to smile when you're standing in the middle of a golden reflection with great weather in Southern California.
LOCATION:
Venice Beach
Venice, California
November 15th, 2016
SETTINGS:
35mm
ISO 100
f/6.3
1/50th second
CPL
A juvenile male Ruff at Boundary Bay, Delta, BC - August 30 2016. It was amazing to get such great looks at this rarity.
Aber ich will nicht länger warten. Wann kommst du? Sag mir wann. Ich warte schon so lang.
(Gisbert Zu Knyphausen, Nils Koppruch, Felix Weigt)
Another image from "home"... these persistent dandelions were sheared off later in the day by my parent's ferocious lawn mower, but not before I managed to take the Hasselblad out into the backyard. My bedroom window is in the upper left corner there, and the green tree in the background is the one planted when my dog Tuffy died, and dedicated to his memory. We planted that tree when I was 14 or 15... it's huge now. I guess we both grew up.
Taken with my Hasselblad 500 C/M.
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Looking like she is cruising along at high speed, this Bulgarian 4-8-2 racehorse is actually standing still. Just as she pulled up to my position, the drivers started slipping furiously, and for several minutes the driver failed to get her moving, all the while thrashing away. The best stationary show I have ever experienced. Thanks to Bernd Seiler of Farrail for another excellent tour.