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صراع مع النفس //
يجب على الانسان تحديد اهدافة واعمالة ولن يحبط عند الفشل للوصول الى هدف ..
وإن كان الفشل ضعف ..
"بارادتك ايها الانسان تستطيع تحويل الفشل الى نجاح والضعف الى قوة
لاتدخل في متاهات التشاؤم ..فـسوف تصبح في دوامة التشكيك بالنفس الى الوصول الى حالة ..فقد الثقة !
كل الصعاب .. حجر اساسها يكون .. في ثقة الانسان بنفسة. وقدرتك ايها الانسان لـ مسك زمام الأمور
- لاتضعف عند موقف وتتجة الى التفكير بتغير اطباع جميلة وحسنة بسبب موقف او مشكلة..
وتترك سفينة النفس دون قائد ..
ولا تشكك بنفسك إن قرأت الصواب في عقلك.. ولاتستشير او تتأثر الا..
باصحاب التفكير الراجح ..
من كتاباتي القديمة ..
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Canon 450D
Lens 100mm
Hazy Italian sunset.
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©2010 Stefano Carini Photography
“The worst part of holding the memories is not the pain. It's the loneliness of it. Memories need to be shared.”
― Lois Lowry, The Giver
Mother, looking at family photos, and enjoying the distant memories they brought back. Moment captured January 28th, 2015 in Beloit, Wisconsin; USA.
I took this photo a Brooke Shaden's storytelling workshop in January 2012. I have really struggled with this photo, primarily because I back lit Olivia. I can't count the number of times I've lightened this.
I think I'm finally satisfied with it and the story I found myself telling myself over and over is this: the viewer is perhaps the surviving fiance, years later, catching a glimpse of his beloved in the house they were supposed to live in happily til they were old.
I grew up in a haunted house in a historic town. I've never found myself to like ghost stories because the modern take on them is too harsh and weird. However, one of my favorite books is a ghost story called Tamsin by Peter S. Beagle. The feel of the story, how real yet how so far away it seems, is what I love and what I hoped to portray here, as well as the feeling that what you're seeing will be gone in a moment.
Closeup of artwork I did a few years ago: 20250108_100146
I thought this subject would be hard to find for the Challenge, turned out not to be the case and I had 8 images with the same theme to pick from ... Memories was the original title I gave the image back in Jan of this Year...
Terry Hutt, who is often described as the Royal Family’s biggest fan, pictured in his home in the South West surrounded by memories and memorabilia. Taken during an interview with Terry.
We pulled the core memories into one conference room, and they really look good together.
This was the industry standard for electronic memory before DRAM and SRAM and Flash. Data was stored in the magnetization direction of each ring. It is a non-volatile memory, and relatively immune to radiation and soft errors, much like MRAM today.
Many of the rectangular patches are 4K bits. The early ones were woven by hand, and over the years the iron ring sizes shrank and became tightly woven into an electromagnetic fabric.
Hasselblad 503CX | Carl Zeiss CF T* 80mm f/2.8 | Fuji Pro 160NS
Paris - Mars 2014
My friend Nadeem handed me his Hasselblad for a few hours when we met in Paris, be sure to check his work here : Nadeem Karim
Items from a lifetime used in this
Memory Mosaic of stained and vitreous glass.
Rock, glass globs, shells and sea glass included.
18 inch square. Commission, Sold.
© 2010 Annie Thomas-Burke
I'm sorry for not been commenting on your photos as much as usual. But, again I'm ill. Hope the doctors soon can find out what's wrong.
This photo is taken in the autumn around October, and was one of the last flowers I could find. Found it in my grandma's garden.
Maybe not a "good time" to post autumnal shots, but I dont have anything else to post.
Hope you all will have a great weekend :-)
Tugboats in Port Kembla Harbour.
This one is a sentimental subject for me. My wonderful dad worked here in the harbour and was a tugmaster throughout most of my life until he retired not so long ago. I have fond memories of him letting me take hold of the huge wooden wheel to steer, doing figure eights in the middle of the harbour and poor Dad getting told off by the harbour master who must have thought he was drunk LOL.
The wheelhouse had a sign on the outside which read "Chartroom and Wheelhouse" (there was a big surface there with drawers for charts underneath) and I always read it as Chatroom and thought it funny. Whats weird is there was no such thing as a Chatroom back in those rosy pre internet days. I also used to love going down to the engine room. The noise, the heat, all those funny little ladders to clamber about on and the smell of oil. Brilliant. I don't suppose the current tugmasters can take their kids on the tugs due to OH&S requirements and legal red tape run rampant. I feel sorry for those children because they are missing out on something very special.
Even the wharves are no longer accessible to the public :(. They used to be dotted with eager fishermen.
Memories of Dreams is a beautiful Japanese themed homestead region created by Yxes Evergreen. maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Hawksong/200/54/34
Memory Lapses are temporary installations I photograph to revisit places linked to strong memories, past or recent.
By overexposing reflective material in the process, data becomes absent from the digital file, creating an empty zone in the image that alters reality and distorts our perception : like time and distance do.
A friend's pic, taken in 2009.
This is the first boxcar I ever rode, on the first train I ever rode. Oh, how I've come so far since then.
Fuck.
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“Yesterday is but today's memory, tomorrow is today's dream.”
- Kahlil Gibran-
♪♫ ODYSSEY - Masih Ada ♪♫
Memory Lapses are temporary installations I photograph to revisit places linked to strong memories, past or recent.
By overexposing reflective material in the process, data becomes absent from the digital file, creating an empty zone in the image that alters reality and distorts our perception : like time and distance do.
'We're setting fire to our insides for fun, collecting pictures from the flood that wrecked our home'
Here is one of my final exhibition images from my degree show. The others (including the video) are now live on my website: jodieandrews.co.uk/bitter-sweet-memories-degree-show
(It's a large file so it might be hard to read the text when on a screen)