Window painting on the side of Mallatt Pharmacy, Monroe Street, Madison, WI.

out and about on the Hudson River

Dusty's nose carries an ominous warning.

(#59- abstract - 112/2012)

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... if i ever own a pub, one the names i'm considering is "the blurry onion" ...

The onion is an illuminating bulb. But only by peeling its many layers, can one reveal whether it has a sweet heart or a rotten core. Suspense: thy metaphor is onion!

After much back and forth between Kennedy and Khrushchev during the Cuban missile crisis, it's astonishing that the Russian First Secretary would finally choose this elegant metaphor to capture the futility of the struggle.

Change

Santiago de Compostela 1

to "Some Lights Are Dark" by Red Car Wire

to "Some Lights Are Dark" by Red Car Wire

So I think the functioning of my nikon camera is a great metaphor for learning. The lens is representational of my students' view of their world/classroom. They need to focus on what they're viewing in order for the process to begin. They allow the light (education/meaning) to enter their cameras (brain) in order to make an impression on their film/sensor (memory). Once the memory is there, the information needs to be developed (analyzed) in order to complete the process and make an effective image (lasting impression and outcome).

Wyoming Territorial Prison

Wife's Funeral

Tanjore Bragadeeshwara temple. This temple is famous for its architecture. It is said that the platform is built in such a way that the shadow of the gopura falls within the platform throughout the year

A metaphor for the disastrous clown-car Conserative Party and thirteen years in power in UK

We were lucky enough to arrive at the Looff Carousel when a wedding party was standing in line to also ride. It really sucked though that the 'official' wedding photographer kept getting in my way to get all the best shots. How rude. I did get this one though. The bride was BEAUTIFUL!!! The dress... be still my heart. My husband didn't notice the dress, or even the bride all that much. He was feeling sorry for all the groomsmen having to ride with the wedding party - the groomsmen didn't look all that excited :D And wow, isn't riding a merry-go-round on your wedding day a perfect metaphor for marriage?

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"My reality is that God speaks to you every day. There's an inner voice, and when you hear it, you get a little tingle in your medulla oblongata at the back of your neck, a little shiver, and at two o'clock in the morning, everything's really quiet and you meditate and you got the candles, you got the incense and you've been chanting, and all of a sudden you hear this voice: 'Write this down.' It is just an inner voice, and you trust it. That voice will never take you to the desert."

- Carlos Santana

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"Sometimes I think the people to feel the saddest for are people who once knew what profoundness was, but who lost or became numb to the sensation of wonder - people who closed the door that leads us into the secret world - or who had the doors closed for them by time and neglect and decisions made in times of weakness."

- Douglas Coupland

If you ever visit Victoria & Albert Museum in London, do make sure to visit an obscure corner of that building, where they house Lord Frederic Leighton's "The arts of industry as applied to peace". The picture hangs in a quiet, rarely visited, dark passage. Several studies and cartoons for the piece can be seen nearby.

In this image you are looking at Leighton's full scale study from both ends simultaneously. Divided in two, the picture has created a passage into other dimension (I think).

part of the body of a disarticulated blue crab, reminding me both of the body of an action hero and the pose of surrender

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Sometimes you're the foot and sometimes you're the crab...

The worn wire-bound notebook background contrasts harshly with the crisp sans-serif text and UI elements of the diary. It feels out of place.

The lady on the left was explaining the symbiotic relationship between ad sales and editorial to me by an analogy with the chicken-and-egg codependency, then her friend turned up and started kissing her. I actually have a video of this, but I can't find a way to recompress it to an uploadable size. It's an MJPEG, if you can believe that.

like a glimmer of hope.

"He was the salt of the Earth, a good man"

Taken for Macro Mondays.

2/14/2011: Theme: Metaphor.

ODT: 1/7/2012: Salty

I'm a bit late with my journaling map but here it is. I decided to use the inside of my garden shed as a metaphor for my journaling journey. Hope you like it.

Paula

A perfect metaphor for the night. The rioters destroyed the shops, and the cops shit on the streets.

If a somewhat clumsy metaphor. I think I have a similar photo from the last trip. But the visual parallel is too stark to ignore.