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No one is born hating another person because of the colour of his skin, or his background, or his religion. People must learn to hate, and if they can learn to hate, they can be taught to love, for love comes more naturally to the human heart than its opposite.

Nelson Mandela

 

Misunderstanding arising from ignorance breeds fear, and fear remains the greatest enemy of peace.

Lester B. Pearson

 

Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?

Ernest Gaine

 

In the practice of tolerance, one’s enemy is the best teacher.

Dalai Lama

 

Don’t hate what you don’t understand.

John Lennon

 

Where there is love there is life.

Mahatma Gandhi

 

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I did the background mising these 3 pictures:

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took me the whole afternoon to do it, but it was fun :D

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the dress is hand made by me. Glued, not sewed

again, I could do a picture inspired my Lady Gaga's music: "So Happy I Could Die"

 

( I love that lavender blonde

The way she moves

The way she walks

I touch myself can't get enough ) --> Aleera of course ; )

(And in the silence of the night

Through all the tears

And all the lies

I touch myself and it's alright) -> the dark stormy sky means all the bad things we have to pass, the tears, the lies....

 

(Just give in

Don't give up baby

Open up your heart and your mind to me) -> keep the head up and don't give up, not now in the end! the Fashion Iconz Heaven is wating there with the prizes and the winner, keep beliving in yourself and keep flying!

 

(So happy I could die

Be your best friend

Yeah I'll love you forever

Up in the clouds

We'll be higher than ever) -> for all the support from the good friends, the Fashion Iconz Heaven is waiting for us

 

Fashion Iconz Heaven is supposed to be full of light, joy, happyness, good memories... the bad things and the stormy sky should be left behind, with all the tears (rain).

 

I dedicate this picture to my BFF Martin. Even with a "small" misunderstanding, best friends know how to give and accept an appologize from each other. Now the bad things will stay behind, and we're going forward only with the good ones. Let's keep smiling at life, no more tears!

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Let me take you down

'Cause I going to Strawberry Fields

Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about

Strawberry Fields forever

 

Living is easy with eyes closed

Misunderstanding all you see

It's getting hard to be someone but it all works out

It doesn't matter much to me

 

No one I think is in my tree

I mean it must be high or low

That is the catch you know

Tune in but it's all right

 

That is I think it's not too bad

Always know sometimes think it's me

But you know I know when it's a dream

I think I know, I mean, oh yes, but it's all wrong

That is I think I disagree

♫ - Strawberry Fields Forever - Across the Universe

 

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Shape - ddaeng - Lyla

 

Top - epoch. - carli tank

 

Bottoms - epoch. - jordan panties

 

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...the tiger was granted 3 wishes; some food, some sun, and ... ...obviously, there was some misunderstanding.

 

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I was told by a friend that one of my pictures reminded him of Maleficent...so of course I had to take this shot...my own take on her.

Was she really an evil villainess, or was she a product of what misunderstanding turned her into?

Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.

Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about.

Strawberry Fields forever.

 

Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see.

It's getting hard to be someone but it all works out.

It doesn't matter much to me.

 

Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.

Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about.

Strawberry Fields forever.

So, for now, I'm finished with the follow-up work for 2019. Here's the last analog image from the series for now; I've already shown a sister image. But, as always, my image titles aren't literal, and above all, they shouldn't be taken too seriously. Very often, I have a cheerful boldness when I publish an image. This is the case here too! Sometimes it's just a caption or a song, and the wrong conclusions are drawn. In this particular image, there was a misunderstanding between three people, and in the end, I was standing there alone taking the picture.

 

You can see BR232-253 in service with PKP Cargo, carrying a "full lime" from Rykoszyn to the power plant in Turów. Later that morning, the train returned empty, and immediately afterward, the weather must have changed; otherwise, I probably would have scanned even more images from that day.

 

Poland

Lower Silesia

Wegliniec, railway station

PKP Cargo S.A.

BR232-253

 

What do I show next?

Michelstadt is a historic town in the Odenwald region. We walked through the beautiful "Altstadt", the old town. This was the "Alte Färberei", the old dyeing plant (to avoid misunderstanding: a factory where textile materials were dyed = coloured). You can also call it a dye-works.

This half-timbered house was built in 1620.

Liverpool Lady.

 

Living is easy with eyes closed

Misunderstanding all you see

It's getting hard to be someone, but it all works out

It doesn't matter much to me

 

Let me take you down

'Cause I'm going to strawberry fields

Nothing is real

And nothing to get hung about

Strawberry fields forever.

 

Songwriters: Paul Mccartney / John Lennon

♫♪♫

 

Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to

Strawberry Fields

Nothing is real, and nothing to get hung about

Strawberry Fields forever

 

Living is easy with eyes closed

Misunderstanding all you see

It's getting hard to be someone, but it all works out

It doesn't matter much to me

 

Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to

Strawberry Fields

Nothing is real, and nothing to get hung about

Strawberry Fields forever

 

No one I think is in my tree

I mean it must be high or low

That is you can't, you know, tune in, but it's all right

That is I think it's not too bad

 

Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to

Strawberry Fields

Nothing is real, and nothing to get hung about

Strawberry Fields forever

 

Always, no, sometimes think it's me

But you know I know when it's a dream

I think a "no", I mean, a "yes", but it's all wrong

That is I think I disagree

 

Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to

Strawberry Fields

Nothing is real, and nothing to get hung about

Strawberry Fields forever

Strawberry Fields forever

Strawberry Fields forever

Here are three shots of the lighthouse in the Humber Bay Marina, taken yesterday evening. It felt like minus 20 C. so I did not stay out long, but I got logs of photos. This one shows the ice is breaking up in Toronto.

 

Enjoy your week and thanks for visiting:)

The Beatles - „Strawberry Fields Forever“

www.youtube.com/watch?v=HtUH9z_Oey8

 

Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields

Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about

Strawberry Fields forever

 

Living is easy with eyes closed

Misunderstanding all you see

It's getting hard to be someone but it all works out

It doesn't matter much to me

 

Let me take you down, cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields

Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about

Strawberry Fields forever

 

No one I think is in my tree

I mean it must be high or low

That is you can't you know tune in but it's all right

That is I think it's not too bad

 

Let me take you down, cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields

Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about

Strawberry Fields forever

 

Always know, sometimes think it's me

But you know, I know when it's a dream

I think a "No," I mean a "Yes"

But it's all wrong

That is, I think I disagree

 

Let me take you down, cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields

Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about

Strawberry Fields forever

Strawberry Fields forever

Strawberry Fields forever

You can fill a heart with love, but still you need to communicate with your important other to avoid and clear misunderstandings.

 

Otherwise they may leave a thorn, you need to shape your relationship with borders and freedom and some space to move. And you don’t need to see the heart symbol in full size to recognize it.

 

For macro Mondays, the width of the heart including the black frame is below 75 mm, the pins for holding thick red cord are for shaping the heart, the cord would otherwise not keep the heart shape.

  

Feel free to leave comments and constructive feedback. No P1/C1 or seen in group and similar.

La casa de Castril es un palacio renacentista ubicado en la ciudad española de Granada, comunidad autónoma de Andalucía; en ella se encuentra actualmente el Museo Arqueológico de Granada.

La casa se halla enclavada en la carrera del Darro, en el antiguo barrio árabe de Ajsaris, sede a partir del siglo XVI de parte de la nobleza granadina, como muestran sus construcciones blasonadas. La Casa de Castril es uno de los mejores ejemplos de palacios renacentistas de Granada y perteneció a la familia de Hernando de Zafra, secretario de los Reyes Católicos que participó activamente en la reconquista de la ciudad a los musulmanes y en sus Capitulaciones. En lo alto de la fachada está grabada la fecha de su construcción: 1539. Esta obra ha sido atribuida a Sebastián de Alcántara, uno de los más destacados discípulos de Diego de Siloé. En 1917 se adquirió la Casa del Castril a los herederos del insigne arabista Leopoldo Eguílaz y Yanguas para ubicar definitivamente el citado Museo.

Además, sobre el edificio recae una vieja leyenda, de cuando era habitado en época árabe, la cual se refiere a una misteriosa dama de blanco que se aparece de vez en cuando, fruto de un desencuentro entre el padre de una bella muchacha que habitaba el edificio y su supuesto amante, que desencadenaron la furia del padre y posteriormente su ahorcamiento y emparedamiento en el balcón lateral del edificio. Sobre este balcón ciego se puede leer una consigna que dice: "Esperando la del cielo", lo que podría referirse a "esperando la justicia del cielo", que probablemente tuviese relación con las palabras que el supuesto amante pronunció antes de ser ahorcado.

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The Castril palace (also House of Castril) is a Renaissance style palace located in Sacromonte, a district of the Spanish city of Granada. Nowadays it hosts the Archaeological Museum of Granada.

The house is nailed in the Race of the Darro, in the old Arab district of Ajsaris, seat of 16th century's granadine nobility. The palace is one of the best Renaissance palaces of Granada and belonged to the family of Hernando de Zafra, secretary of Catholic monarchs who participated actively in reconquering it from the Muslim hands during the Reconquista.

At the top of the facade the date of its foundation is recorded: 1539. This work has been attributed to Sebastián de Alcántara, one of the most outstanding disciples of Diego de Siloé. In 1917, the Castril palace was acquired by arabist and orientalist Leopoldo Eguílaz y Yanguas to make it a definitive location of the Archaeological Museum of Granada.

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There is also an old legend about the building, dating back to the time when it was inhabited in Arab times, which refers to a mysterious lady in white who appears from time to time, the result of a misunderstanding between the father of a beautiful girl who lived in the building and her supposed lover, which triggered the father's fury and subsequently led to her hanging and walling herself up on the side balcony of the building. On this blind balcony one can read a slogan that reads: "Waiting for heaven's justice", which could refer to "waiting for heaven's justice", probably related to the words that the supposed lover uttered before being hanged.

 

I am not sure I live on the same planet as some of these people!

 

"The army of millions and millions of human beings screwing in little screws to make iPhones - that kind of thing is going to come to America," Commerce Secretary Howard Lutnick said in an interview earlier this month.

 

You can see why he is the commerce secretary - - -

 

Foxconn's Zhengzhou plant in China, a major iPhone manufacturer, employs about 200,000 people. This factory produces a significant portion of Apple's iPhone shipments globally.

(This is a long way from "millions and millions").

 

Apple does in fact use millions and millions of screws each year, (maybe Howard got screws and people mixed up).

Puerto Natales is more than a landscape—it’s a portal to the past. The city’s modest silhouette, framed by the restless waters of the Última Esperanza Sound ("Last Hope Sound"), whispers of the 19th-century explorers and settlers who dared to tame this remote frontier. The channel, carved by ancient glaciers, once guided European ships searching for passage and opportunity, while the brooding mountains beyond—part of the Andes' southern spine—stood as silent witnesses to the rise and fall of indigenous Kawésqar and Tehuelche tribes.

 

The sky, a theater of clouds, mirrors the drama of Patagonia’s history: a land christened in myth, shaped by wind and isolation, and forever caught between myth and harsh reality. Stripped of color, the image echoes the early photographs of settlers and adventurers, their dreams etched in contrasts of light and shadow.

 

Why "Patagonia"?

 

A Name Forged in Myth & Misunderstanding

The term Patagonia traces back to Ferdinand Magellan’s 1520 voyage, when his crew reportedly encountered the towering Tehuelche people. Some say the Europeans dubbed them "Patagones" after a mythical race of giants (from "Patagón," a monster in Spanish chivalric tales). Others argue it stems from their massive footprints ("pata" meaning foot). Over centuries, the name stuck, wrapping this untamed land in an aura of legend—one that lured fortune-seekers, naturalists like Charles Darwin, and doomed expeditions like Butch Cassidy’s hideout in Cholila.

 

In grayscale, the land reverts to legend—the fjords that whispered to Kawésqar canoes, the Andes that loomed over Darwin’s sketches, and a sky untouched by time.

  

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Io, loro e Lara is a 2010 film directed by and starring Carlo Verdone.

The film was dedicated to Verdone's father, Mario, who died during

the making of the film.

 

Plot: Carlo Mascolo is a priest on a mission in Africa. Following a profound spiritual crisis, the priest decides to return to Rome, where the rest of his family lives, with the idea of taking a break to reflect and find clarity within himself.

However, when Carlo arrives home, he is overwhelmed by his family's problems: his elderly father Alberto has married the young Moldovan caregiver Olga, much to the disappointment of his siblings Luigi and Beatrice, who fear for their inheritance. Carlo also has doubts about his parent's choice, but everything changes with the sudden death of his stepmother.

The situation takes an unexpected turn with the arrival of Lara, the deceased's daughter: Alberto—now a widower and desperate—orders the girl to live in the family home for a while, where she cohabits with the priest. Initially, a good relationship develops between the two, but it strains when Carlo discovers that the young woman is leading a double life. But it's only the beginning of a long series of misunderstandings...

 

The priest, reconciled with his family and his faith, returns to Africa.

Life scenes................

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Living is easy with eyes closed,

misunderstanding all you see,

it's getting hard to be someone,

But it all works out

It doesn't matter much to me,

let me take you down,

'cos' i'm going to strawberry fields

Nothing is real.

 

Up, up and away-

Gas it and inflate myself,

Float beyond the past.

 

Things are coming back

to me now, end of cycles

Opportune threshold.

 

The water meets sky

No separation between

They kiss so softly

 

This is like a prayer

Asked and answered after so

long behind the veil.

 

The fog rolls in slow

Steady like my lover comes

I can see it now.

 

What obscures us in

our frantic shuddering? Just

misunderstanding.

 

Clarity arrives

I am flush with myself

Grateful to the Source.

 

Everything moments,

Understanding blooms easy now

Beauty runs so deep.

 

I let it come now

Appreciation and the

honoring of joy.

 

06.01.22

  

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The black skimmer just happened to position itself too close to some common tern chicks. The parent tern perceived the proximity as a threat and dive-bombed the skimmer until it moved further away.

"That's close enough"

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Living is easy with eyes closed

Misunderstanding all you see

It's getting hard to be someone but it all works out

It doesn't matter much to me.

 

Strawberry Fields Forever - The Beatles.

The Moon is a card of illusion and deception, and therefore often suggests a time when something is not as it appears to be. Perhaps a misunderstanding on your part, or a truth you cannot admit to yourself.

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But let there be no misunderstanding: it is not that a real man, the object of knowledge, philosophical reflection or technological intervention, has been substituted for the soul, the illusion of theologians. The man described for us, whom we are invited to free, is already in himself the effect of a subjection more profound than himself. A 'soul' inhabits him and brings him to existence, which is itself a factor in the mastery that power exercises over the body. The soul is the effect and instrument of a political anatomy; the soul is the prison of the body.

 

Michel Foucault, Discipline and Punish

Bello Honest Emigrant Australia Would Marry Compaesana Illibata -

 

Director: Luigi Zampa

Writers: Rodolfo Sonego

Stars: Alberto Sordi, Claudia Cardinale, Riccardo Garrone

(1971)

 

A worker who emigrated to Australia searches for a mail-order wife using a friend's photo. A former prostitute who wants to change her life contacts him, without revealing her identity. Their mutual lies create a series of hilarious and bitter misunderstandings.

 

Amedeo is a poor Italian immigrant living in Australia for twenty years. Seeking to marry an Italian wife, he corresponds with Carmela, a pretty girl from Rome. They do not reveal their true identities and do not mention their hardships in their letters. Carmela is actually a prostitute seeking an opportunity to change her life style. Amedeo, embarrassed about his looks, sends a photograph to Carmela of his handsome friend Giuseppe.

 

we have arrived at the arrival city Carmela is ready

to receive her husband Giuseppe

life scenes

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Not sure why this was rejected by Flickr Friday group - the theme was Wood! Any ideas? - Ah yes - it was obviously taken before the appropriate date - sorry to have caused the misunderstanding!

So there is no misunderstanding, Saffy only uses the bed to keep me company when I'm in the garage. She has the run of the house, but this is one of her favourite spots.

(Madagascar) - J’accompagne des techniciens dans un village de brousse à une quarantaine de kilomètre au sud-ouest de Fort-Dauphin. Ils interviennent pour réparer le seul puits à pompe qui alimente le village en eau potable. La rivière qui passe à proximité délivre une eau saumâtre et polluée. Il s’agit d’une action sanitaire d’urgence car depuis que le puits est en panne, les villageois s’approvisionnent à la rivière et de nombreux enfants et personnes âgées souffrent d’infections intestinales.

J’ai pris quelques photos des techniciens au travail, puis je suis allé me promener dans le village où j’ai rencontré cette jeune maman et son fils. Elle m’a pris pour un « French doctor » car elle voulait que examine son enfant qui souffrait de diarrhée. J’ai dû faire intervenir l’interprète pour dissiper le malentendu. En revanche, j’ai proposé de les emmener dans notre véhicule pour les déposer au dispensaire médical le plus proche, situé à une quinzaine de kilomètres.

  

(Madagascar) - I am accompanying technicians to a bush village about forty kilometers southwest of Fort-Dauphin. They intervene to repair the only pump well which supplies the village with drinking water. The river that passes nearby delivers brackish and polluted water. This is an emergency health action because since the well broke down, the villagers get their water from the river and many children and elderly people suffer from intestinal infections. I took a few photos of the technicians at work, then I went for a walk in the village where I met this young mother and her son. She took me for a "French doctor" because she wanted her child who was suffering from diarrhea to be examined. I had to get the interpreter involved to clear up the misunderstanding. However, I offered to take them in our vehicle to drop them off at the nearest medical dispensary, located about fifteen kilometers away.

 

If we’re going to be honest, let’s be honest. Here is what CAR and DRIVER has to say about the 1969 Mustang Mach I 428 CJ. This may make some people upset. Although this car is the “real deal” right down to the lug nuts sometimes the real deal is not a good deal

  

CARandDRIVER

Since the basic Mustang shape has been a howling success in the market, you can't blame Ford for sticking with a winner. But you can blame it for excess. Since the long hood/short deck styling theme has been rewarding, more of the same should be even better, right? So for '69 the Mustang grew 3.8 inches—all ahead of the front wheels. Believe us, that is the last thing the Mustang needed. The test car with its 428 Cobra Jet engine has 2140 of its 3607 lbs. balanced on the front wheels and that's with a full gas tank. Fifty nine point three per cent of its weight on the front wheels. Double grim. Any rear-wheel-drive car would be hamstrung with that kind of weight distribution and the Mustang is no exception. It can't begin to put its power to the ground for acceleration. And, when it comes to handling, the most charitable thing to say is that the Mustang is all thumbs. Well, fetlocks anyway. We expect a lot from a package as bold as the Mach I—but it doesn't come through.

 

The big 428 Cobra Jet needs very little introduction to performance enthusiasts. However, shoehorning it into the engine room is a task with a difficulty-quotient exceeded only by changing the spark plugs once it's there. Conservatively rated at 335 hp at 5200 rpm it's the same prime mover that pushes NHRA super stock Mustangs through the quarter in the mid-11s with speeds in the 120-mph range. The 10.6 to 1 compression ratio combined with free-breathing cylinder heads, and an intake manifold topped by a 735 cubic-feet-per-minute Holley 4-bbl. carburetor, all allow the Cobra Jet to turn out an admirable quantity of energy in spite of its fairly long 3.98 inch stroke.

 

Torque is its most important product and torque is available on instant notice without having to climb high into the rpm scale. The standard dual exhaust system, which ends in two pairs of chrome tipped pipes under the rear bumper, allows the Cobra Jet to rumble in a fashion that puts its competition to shame. It's so loud at full throttle that we wonder how it will fare with the law in some of the more picayunish states like California and Pennsylvania.

 

With all of this—and a 3.91 axle ratio to boot—the Mach I was pretty well prepared for the acceleration part of the test. That is to say it was all ready except for its built-in lack of traction.

 

Even the F70 Goodyear Polyglas tires failed to help much and quarter-mile times suffered accordingly. Our best efforts resulted in a 14.3-second run at 100 mph but most runs were clustered around 14.4 seconds.

 

Now this isn't slow—let there be no misunderstanding about that—but the potential of the big Cobra Jet doesn't really show up when you have to part-throttle most of the way through low gear. In this case the automatic transmission is clearly the most advantageous setup because it allows the driver better control of wheelspin. Even so, anyone wanting to get the most out of his Cobra Jet should think of big sticky tires as a necessity.

 

www.caranddriver.com/reviews/a15141962/1969-ford-mustang-...

 

Feeling Blue for You.

 

History of May 12th

 

This year, 2025, marks the 33rd year for International Fibromyalgia Awareness Day.

   

[excerpt] …Despite the efforts of a number of dedicated groups and individuals, there are still vast pockets of ignorance and misunderstanding about fibromyalgia. To this day, many patients are faced with medical establishments, governments, family and friends that knows very little about this condition and are threats to human health. It is therefore crucial that all those who are affected by this illness, including family, friends, caregivers, etc., make their voices heard all year round, but especially on May 12th of each year. – Thomas M. Hennessy, Jr. (1954-2013), RESCIND, Inc

   

We hope it will inspire you to do whatever you can to help spread awareness and make May 12th a day to remember.

 

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The hippo pools in the Ngorongoro Crater are packed with hippos. Not sure what it was about, but two of them suddenly started making all sorts of noise. I really like the expression on the young one's face. And look at the size of the little duck compared to them!

Curious Owlet craning its neck to look down directly at me as I pointed my camera skywards because that was the only opening I had amidst the thick canopy of leaves.

 

An old shot taken with Olympus OMD E-M5 and Lumix 100-300mm f4.0-5.6 OIS, handheld at full extension 300mm, wide opened, 1/80s and +1.3EV.

 

Less than ideal conditions and sensor limitations but the camera+lens setup weighed under 1kg and allowed me to record this encounter on a hike.

 

Portrait orientation crop of a shot taken originally in landscape format.

 

The SOOC JPEG was terrible; the auto WB was way off, couldn’t rely on the metering (+1.3EV in shot) either and the colors were washed out (loss of contrast) from shooting skywards into the shaded canopy (heavily backlit) made worse by strong color cast.

 

Post-processing from RAW rescued the shot and helped made it borderline presentable. Took the extra step to remove nasty purple fringing as well.

 

As it is, there’s still much fundamental misunderstanding about post-processing;

 

1. SOOC JPEG is NOT WYSIWYG!

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People who believed that JPEG represents WYSIWYG are misguided. Some of these folks will tell you they prefer SOOC JPEG because it’s pure and unadulterated, representing what their eyes saw. Nothing can be further from the truth and frankly such belief is no different from those of Flat-earthers! Fact is, JPEG is instantaneously converted from RAW data within the camera and different camera models even from the same brand can produce different looking JPEGs. Just as our human visual system is not solely based on our eyes since 50% of our brain is also involved in visual processing. Metering, WB and all other in-camera processings are far from perfect because cameras lack the brains (processing power) to deal with the extremes and specific problematic areas within each image.

 

2. Selective vs global adjustments

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Most casual photographers lack a proper understanding of what post-processing can really do and hence end up with the mistaken notion that SOOC JPEG will suffice. Always boggles the mind how some folks can arrive at the notion that SOOC JPEG is sufficient when they have never delved into proper post-processing? Many more cling on to thinking that post-processing will alter the image too much because they are clueless as to how the various little things that can add up to really improve on the overall image quality. Cropping, adjusting exposure, highlights/shadows or saturation are just scratching the surface, of the surface! Fundamentally there is global adjustments and then there's the all important selective adjustments, good luck with relying on the camera’s JPEG engine to perform the latter! On the flip side, there are also those who tend to mess up post-processing so bad that they are better off sticking to SOOC JPEG. Overwrought HDR can be such travesty and stuff like Sky Replacement is pure fakery, not post-processing.

 

3. Post-processing ability thumps new gear

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Post-processing is a most worthwhile skill that takes time to acquire and refine. A good knowledge of post-processing can also influence us to shoot better to obtain a better RAW file. Once we get the hang of it, it is in fact quite quick to do, even for more troublesome/complicated shots. Personally it’s much more important than the gear we use which some tend to worship like tribal totems.

 

When I got started in this hobby years ago, I was a pure JPEG shooter and hence know what it means to get it right as far as possible in shot but my photos were seldom satisfactory even on the rare occasions when conditions were perfect. I had little clue of the full potential of post-processing because if I did, I would have shot RAW from Day 1. I wished cameras did not come set to default for JPEG only out of the box.

 

I sincerely hope that others don’t have to go through the long period of photography mediocrity like I did!

 

Learn to post-process better because it will make a much greater difference to our photos than that newer camera or lens ever will!

Bello Honest Emigrant Australia Would Marry Compaesana Illibata -

 

Director: Luigi Zampa

Writers: Rodolfo Sonego

Stars: Alberto Sordi, Claudia Cardinale, Riccardo Garrone

(1971)

 

A worker who emigrated to Australia searches for a mail-order bride using a friend's photo. A former prostitute who wants to change her life contacts him, without revealing her identity. Their mutual lies create a series of hilarious and bitter misunderstandings.

 

Amedeo is a poor Italian immigrant living in Australia for twenty years. Seeking to marry an Italian wife, he corresponds with Carmela, a pretty girl from Rome. They don't reveal their true identities and don't mention their hardships in their letters. Carmela is actually a prostitute seeking an opportunity to change her lifestyle. Amedeo, embarrassed about his looks, sends Carmela a photograph of his handsome friend Giuseppe.

 

Finally, everything is cleared up. Amedeo explains to Carmela that Giuseppe was just a front, and so now they will arrive at their home.

Life scenes

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Alpe Veglia. Varzo, Italy.

 

The imposing north-east face of Monte Leone.

This mountain, rising along the border between Italy and Wallis, Switzerland, has an outstanding prominence on almost all of its sides. Its southern flank is visible even from the distant plane of Pianura Padana, in Italy. This face, instead, is surrounded by a notable chain of mountains, and it is visible only from the ridge delimiting at North the beautiful cirque of alpe Veglia.

This photo has been taken at the end of the trail to Forca D'aurona, Furggubaumlicke, on of the few passes that can be used to cross that same, rugged, ridge.

The valley at the feet of the mountain was once covered by the Aurona glacier, which is almost desappeared. You can see here the morain left by the vanished ice.

The name of Mont Leone, Lion in english, comes from one of the many misunderstandings that fulfill the old maps of my Country. Originally the mountain was probably known as Monte Aione, from the name of a small settlement located amid the green meadows of Alpe veglia, then somebody changed Aione into Leone. On the other hand, you cannot help but think that the long top ridge reminds of the back and the head of a giant Lion. Curiously, the name of the mountain is Leone also on the maps of Switzerland, where, usually, every mountain peak is indicated by a German name.

The normal route to the summit runs beyond the long top ridge, on a vast iced, hanging plane. It is a great route for ski mountaineering.

 

First sunday of autumn, and it rains hard... you cannot drive and you spend some time watching old photos of better times.

  

L'imponente parete nord-est del Monte Leone.

Questa montagna, che si erge sulla sella tra l'Italia e il Vallese, in Svizzera, ha un rilievo eccezionale su quasi tutti i suoi lati. Il suoversante meridionale è ben visibile anche dalla Pianura Padana. Questa parete, invece, rimane circondata da una notevole catena di monti, quella che va dalla punta di Terrarossa all'Helsenhorn, ed è visibile solo dal crinale che delimita a Nord il bel circo dell'alpe Veglia.

Questa foto è stata scattata alla fine del sentiero per Forca D'aurona, Furggubaumlicke, uno dei pochi passi che attraversano quella cresta.

La valle ai piedi del monte era un tempo ricoperta dal ghiacciaio dell'Aurona, ormai quasi scomparso. La lunga morena del ghiacciaio è ancora ben visibile.

Il nome di Mont Leone ha origine forse da uno dei tanti equivoci che riempiono le vecchie mappe del nostro Paese. In origine il monte era probabilmente conosciuto come Monte Aione, dal nome di un piccolo insediamento nei prati dell'Alpe Veglia, poi qualcuno ha cambiato Aione in Leone. D'altra parte, non si può fare a meno di pensare che la lunga cresta superiore ricorda il dorso e la testa di un leone gigante.

Curiosamente il nome della montagna è lo stesso anche sulle mappe del Vallese, dove, di solito, ogni montagna ha il suo nome in tedesco.

 

Prima domenica d'autunno, e piove forte... non puoi guidare e passi un po' di tempo a guardare vecchie foto di tempi migliori.

Feeling Blue for You.

 

History of May 12th

 

This year, 2025, marks the 33rd year for International Fibromyalgia Awareness Day.

   

[excerpt] …Despite the efforts of a number of dedicated groups and individuals, there are still vast pockets of ignorance and misunderstanding about fibromyalgia. To this day, many patients are faced with medical establishments, governments, family and friends that knows very little about this condition and are threats to human health. It is therefore crucial that all those who are affected by this illness, including family, friends, caregivers, etc., make their voices heard all year round, but especially on May 12th of each year. – Thomas M. Hennessy, Jr. (1954-2013), RESCIND, Inc

   

We hope it will inspire you to do whatever you can to help spread awareness and make May 12th a day to remember.

 

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And praying for your smile.

 

Feeling Blue for You.

History of May 12th

This year, 2025, marks the 33rd year for International Fibromyalgia Awareness Day.

 

[excerpt] …Despite the efforts of a number of dedicated groups and individuals, there are still vast pockets of ignorance and misunderstanding about fibromyalgia. To this day, many patients are faced with medical establishments, governments, family and friends that knows very little about this condition and are threats to human health. It is therefore crucial that all those who are affected by this illness, including family, friends, caregivers, etc., make their voices heard all year round, but especially on May 12th of each year. – Thomas M. Hennessy, Jr. (1954-2013), RESCIND, Inc

 

We hope it will inspire you to do whatever you can to help spread awareness and make May 12th a day to remember.

fibrocanada.ca/en/may12th-history/

Partial history of the United States of America One Dollar Bill:

 

On the back of the One Dollar Bill, there are two circles.

Together they comprise the Great Seal of the United States of America.

 

On the right-hand side, this symbol is on every National Cemetery in the United States. It is also on the Parade of Flags Walkway at the Bushnell Florida National Cemetery, and it is the centerpiece of most hero’s monuments. Slightly modified, it is the seal of the President of the United States, and is always visible when he speaks, yet few know what this symbol means,

 

The Bald Eagle was selected as a symbol for victory for two reasons: First, he is not afraid of a storm; he is strong and is smart enough to soar above it. Secondly, he wears no material crown. We had just broken form the King of England. Notice the shield he supports. The country can now stand on its own. At the top of that shield you have a white bar signifying congress, a unifying factor. We were coming together as one nation. In the Eagle’s beak, you will read: “E PLURIBUS UNIM” meaning “ONE FROM MANY”.

 

Above the Eagle, you have thirteen stars, representing the thirteen original colonies, and any clouds of misunderstanding rolling away. Again, we were coming together as one.

 

See what the Eagle holds in its talons. He holds an olive branch and arrows. The country wants peace, but will never be afraid to fight to preserve peace. The Eagle always wants to face to the olive branch, but in times of war, his gaze turns to the arrows.

 

Some say that the number 13 is unlucky. This is a widely held belief. For some time, many hotels did not have a 13th floor. But think about this:

13 original colonies,

13 signers to the Declaration of Independence,

13 Stripes in our flag,

13 letters in “E PLURIBUS UNUM”,

13 stars above the eagle,

13 bars on the shield,

13 leaves on the olive branch,

13 fruits, if you look closely,

13 arrows.

 

Well, that was way too long. If you made it this far, Congratulations. I hope you find this educational, but it is only part of the history of the One Dollar Bill.

  

Flag,

Macro,

Macro Mondays,

National,

One Dollar Bill,

Pennsylvania,

Tabletop,

United States

Seattle, Washington, USA

June 2018

 

"The right understanding of any matter and a misunderstanding of the same matter do not wholly exclude each other."

 

Franz Kafka, The Trial

 

I took this photograph from the Sky View Observatory at Columbia Center in downtown Seattle during the evening blue hour. Columbia Center is the tallest building in Seattle at 284 meters (933 feet), and the Sky View Observatory is located on the 73rd floor of Columbia Center. What a view :)

 

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Excerpt from en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ry%C5%8Dan-ji:

 

Ryōan-ji (Shinjitai: 竜安寺, Kyūjitai: 龍安寺, The Temple of the Dragon at Peace) is a Zen temple located in northwest Kyoto, Japan. It belongs to the Myōshin-ji school of the Rinzai branch of Zen Buddhism. The Ryōan-ji garden is considered one of the finest surviving examples of kare-sansui ("dry landscape"), a refined type of Japanese Zen temple garden design generally featuring distinctive larger rock formations arranged amidst a sweep of smooth pebbles (small, carefully selected polished river rocks) raked into linear patterns that facilitate meditation. The temple and its gardens are listed as one of the Historic Monuments of Ancient Kyoto, and as a UNESCO World Heritage Site.

 

The temple's name is synonymous with the temple's famous Zen garden, the karesansui (dry landscape) rock garden, thought to have been built in the late 15th century.

 

The garden is a rectangle of 248 square meters (2,670 square feet), twenty-five meters by ten meters. Placed within it are fifteen stones of different sizes, carefully composed in five groups; one group of five stones, two groups of three, and two groups of two stones. The stones are surrounded by white gravel, which is carefully raked each day by the monks. The only vegetation in the garden is some moss around the stones.

 

The garden is meant to be viewed from a seated position on the veranda of the hōjō, the residence of the abbot of the monastery. The stones are placed so that the entire composition cannot be seen at once from the veranda.

 

The wall behind the garden is an important element of the garden. It is made of clay, which has been stained by age with subtle brown and orange tones. In 1977, the tile roof of the wall was restored with tree bark to its original appearance. When the garden was rebuilt in 1799, it came up higher than before and a view over the wall to the mountain scenery behind came about. At present this view is blocked by trees.

 

The garden had particular significance for the composer John Cage, who composed a series of works and made visual art works based on it.

 

Like any work of art, the artistic garden of Ryōan-ji is also open to interpretation or research into possible meanings. Many different theories have been put forward inside and outside Japan about what the garden is supposed to represent, from islands in a stream, a tiger family crossing a river, mountain peaks, to theories about secrets of geometry or the rules of equilibrium of odd numbers. Garden historian Gunter Nitschke wrote: "The garden at Ryōan-ji does not symbolize anything, or more precisely, to avoid any misunderstanding, the garden of Ryōan-ji does not symbolize, nor does it have the value of reproducing a natural beauty that one can find in the real or mythical world. I consider it to be an abstract composition of 'natural' objects in space, a composition whose function is to incite meditation."

It was a foggy night on the train to Berlin, and the passengers were huddled in their seats, trying to stay warm. Among them was a man named Winston who had just heard false rumours of his wife’s infidelity. In a fit of rage, he stabbed and killed her in their compartment, then fled the scene.

 

The police were quickly alerted but Winston slipped away into the night. The next morning, the newspaper headlines blared the news of the gruesome murder and the failed capture of the suspect.

 

The passengers were left in shock and disbelief, wondering how such a terrible thing could happen on their peaceful journey. As for Winston, the guilt of his actions would haunt him for the rest of his days, knowing that he had taken the life of the one he loved, in a terrible misunderstanding.

 

More micro-stories

 

If you enjoy AI-generated images with micro stories, then check out the blog of the Neural Narrative Collective: neural-narrative.blogspot.com/

   

“We're all islands shouting lies to each other across seas of misunderstanding.” Rudyard Kipling’s faint voice from 1891 has seemed more relevant than ever to me over the past few months. Winter is here; so in the crisp -25 deg C (-13 F) air I headed out for a stroll onto Ness lake at around 2am last night under the light of the setting moon as if to check that I was still alive. In the distance the mesmerizing glow of the Northern Lights or Aurora Borealis some thousands of km away in the Yukon, and the eerie sounds from the ice stress fracturing, quickly cleared my mind of other thoughts. The frozen lake, free of snow, has developed frost flowers over the past few days which create an amazing texture. The flowers grow from the moisture in the supersaturated vapor found directly above the ice that is caused by the sublimation of ice into the extremely dry, cold air. Ness Lake, British Columbia, Canada

 

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Love Life, Love Photography

Je vais dissiper tout malentendu. N'ayant pas eu l'occasion de photographier cet endroit en automne, j'ai profité du post-traitement pour donner ces couleurs chaudes. Cette photo à été prise à deux jours d'intervalle de celle que j'ai déjà postèe. 😇

 

I will dispel any misunderstanding. Having not had the opportunity to photograph this place in autumn, I took advantage of the post-treatment to give these warm colors. This photo was taken two days apart from the one I already posted. 😇

 

© All rights reserved Arnaud Chatelet. Please do not use this image on websites, blogs or any other media without my explicit written permission.

Seeing a new species for the first time has always thrilled me, seeing something new in the wild multiplies the thrill tenfold.

 

Unlike the herons we have in the eastern US, the Boat-billed has a bill much like a duck…kind of like the platypus…its just very different. While walking the trails of the refuge, I spotted this fellow sitting in a tree. I waved over one of our two guides (The front man to protect us from ourselves, spot critters and send snakes on their way prior to our arrival) and asked what it was.

 

Having a Spanish vocabulary consisting of the left side of the Taco Bell menu gave me an upper hand as he had even less experience in the English-speaking world. As he smiled and kept clearly saying “Boat-billed”, I just smiled and nodded, thinking we were just having another communications snafu. Sometimes my English ears create misunderstandings.

 

This is a perfect example of how it goes sometimes in wildlife photography. You desire a certain pose, in perfect light…as if you were a studio photographer. You want the features that you want…like the teeth of the bear, the talons of the eagle, the stuff that will kill you. Sometimes they hide the feature that you crave, as the fellow did by hiding its bill. Then again, sometimes they give you that perfect Bela Lugosi Dracula pose…priceless!

 

Gods gift was being there with my love, everything else was pure bonus.

 

Update: I finally found where we were when this shot was taken...it has been constantly bugging me not knowing! It was on a privately owned, wildlife sanctuary called Bogarin Trail. The owners took a large chunk of farmland many years ago and allowed it to just grow back wild. The result...the animals have returned in droves and the trails are nice and flat! Expensive, but well worth the $$!

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