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This a photo of a framed picture on my wall that happened to be reflecting a sunset and all the other paraphernalia in the surrounding area (which also includes a Dyson fan that created the feeling of a new moon in the reflection). The mask itself was a photo I took in Rome many years ago when they were making a fantasy movie and so graciously permitted me to take as many photos as I wanted. Now the mask has morphed into a new creation.
Explored 8-29-2016
Found a bunch of these recently morphed baby Boreal Toads in Great Basin National park right on a small trail to an overlook of one of the rivers there. I also saw one Pacific tree-frog hopping along with them. It was unclear where the pool was that they had all recently emerged from. Boreal toads are endangered in some areas of their range but they seem to be doing well in Glacier National park on both sides of the continental divide. I found adults, subadults and these newly transformed toads.
The blue-ness slowly morphed and shifted through light and tones, but never changed to other colors. Walker Art Center in Minneapolis.
There’s an alternative to the traditional sea cruise in Norway, and it’s one that’s been around since the late nineteenth century. Originally conceived for the delivery of mail and cargo to the many isolated communities of the enormously long Norwegian coastline, the Hurtigruten has morphed into a sort of postage-freight-cruise line over the years. The name means “fast route” and it does exactly what it says on the tin. The standard Coastal Express route runs from Bergen in the heart of the Fjords, to Kirkenes on the Russian border and back in twelve days as it visits thirty-four ports in the country with the second longest coastline in the world. Yes I know that’s crazy. A country the size of Norway with a longer coast than Russia, Australia, Indonesia and anywhere else except for Canada, which has more watery miles for us seascape photographers to explore than the next three or four countries added together. Admittedly much of the fifty-two thousand miles of Norwegian coastline is utterly impenetrable and includes the northern Svalbard archipelago, where polar bears with claws the size of hunting knives roam the Arctic landscape at will. But even still, it’s an impressive statistic.
With this much distance to cover, the nine strong fleet are in and out of most ports in around fifteen minutes, picking up cargo and local passengers on the way to visit their relatives at the far end of the fjord. There are longer stops in some places, but by all accounts it’s not like a traditional cruise where you arrive somewhere at eight thirty in the morning and have to be back on board by half past five. You might get two hours to trot around Trondheim or Tromsø for example. But because people have begun to see the coastal express as a more relaxed alternative to traditional cruising, the Hurtigruten line does include the odd signature voyage, with fewer ports and longer stays. They even run trips to Svalbard, so you can meet a polar bear in person just before your trip comes to a sudden and unexpectedly violent end.
A few years ago the Norwegian government decided that the original shipping line was having too much of a good thing, and decided to add an element of competition to the route. Enter the new kid on the block, Havila, with a fleet of four identical liquid natural gas powered ships, running exactly the same route in exactly the same number of days. All of which raises another interesting thing about this country. In the near future only “clean” vessels will be allowed into the fjords, so the days of polluting monsters with five thousand passengers on board mooring up at Olden and Andalsnes will be over. With the highest per capita number of electric vehicles in the world and almost all of its energy generated by offshore wind farms and hydroelectric power it’s ironic that Norway’s immense wealth comes from fossil fuels. The North Sea sovereign wealth fund is absolutely huge. Thirteen digits of enormity. Fourteen in Norwegian Krone. You can watch the value change by unfathomable numbers from one second to the next on the front page of the website. I watched it for about five minutes one evening as Norway's nest egg rose in value by around one billion krone. That's roughly eighty million pounds sterling. You won't get that kind of return from your local building society. It's quite mesmerising really. Nowadays, Norway is a bit like a cigarette vendor who doesn’t smoke. Being born here must be like winning the lottery.
The ships of both fleets are far smaller than the ones that arrive here from other parts of Europe, most of them holding no more than around five hundred passengers. By comparison our own Aurora holds almost one thousand nine hundred, and she’s the smallest in the P&O fleet by some distance. And unlike the Hurtigruten line, you can’t bring the car along for your holiday on board Aurora. Although there’s only room for a couple of dozen on each ship so you’ll need to be quick. You won’t find any rollercoasters, casinos or swimming pools either. No cinema or evening show, although there may be a lecture on how to photograph the Aurora Borealis. No silly dressing up in tuxedos and tiaras, and comparing bank balances with the other passengers at the dinner table. It’s a lot more about quiet enjoyment than the razzmatazz of what we generally think of on a cruise ship. The entertainment isn’t somebody dressed as Freddie Mercury, mangling Bohemian Rhapsody - it’s the landscape outside and your own sense of wonder. Don’t go on board expecting a Sunday roast every day either. Menus tend to be seasonal and local, fluctuating gently with the latitudes as you move from one part of Norway to the next. I hope you like a fish supper. And the clientele will be of a much more cosmopolitan flavour than the likes of Basil and Beryl from Bognor on board the Britannia. Travelling on these ships you really are in Norway, not Little England on Sea. It all seems a lot more harmonious with the surroundings. And one more thing - you’ll be near the coast throughout your trip, filling your SD card with the landscapes of one of the most beautiful countries you’ll ever feast your eyes upon. On our sea days aboard Aurora, we had to move out into the shipping lanes, which were so far away from the coast that we couldn’t see Norway at all.
Lee and his wife did the Hurtigruten route one Christmas. It was some years ago now and all I can ever get from him was that it was dark and they ate a lot. He’s not known for remembering what he had for dinner last night, never mind anything further back in time. Don't bother hiring him as a travel consultant. Oh yes, and they went husky sledding in the far north, because it’s possible to go on an excursion and be bussed to the nearest port on the itinerary afterwards. They enjoyed the huskies. I’ve made a note. I have a plan. I'm just trying to decide between midnight sun and northern lights.
So if you’ve been reading these tales, warts and all, and are still firmly decided that cruising isn’t for you, but at the same time you quite like the idea of seeing landscapes like this for yourself, then maybe, just maybe the coastal express route might persuade you that there’s another way of doing things. Although do bear in mind that I’m not speaking from experience. Not yet anyway. Watch this space.
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oliver morphed into me! hahaha
so i should mention that the item collaboration will start again june first and if you would like to join then here is the group :)
Breathless songs filling empty rooms, not with sorrow nor despair but painful truths. Harmonic melodies and angelic riffs tainted by the ego of man and the words of God morphed into the whispers of the corrupted.
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These delicious rings by OLD TREASURES are giving me all the life I need right now! Just stunning, comes in a multitude of different metals and gemstones too!
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Ring by OLD TREASURES
Dress by toksik
Hair by Doux
Makeup & Tattoos by Sköll
Pose by Insomnia Angel
Backdrop by LUX AETERNA
During my travels with my camera I've discovered al handful of spots that have morphed into what I call my "quiet places." In most cases, these are go-to spots for when I'm feeling in need of a little peace and quiet from this crazy world we live in. This spot along Dry Creek fits the bill.
The old bridge dates to the beginning of the 20th century and is used for cattle and pedestrians only--and there are very few of either around. The sunlight on the still water is quite conducive to meditative states. Another great spot to remove the shoes and dangle the feet.
Yuba County CA
sadly, no longer there, maybe because Jim was collected ...
listening to "Lydia Purple" - 1968 - sung by Vancouver band
The Collectors who eventually morphed into a fave
local band of mine - Chilliwack.
Starting from a SL picture, elaboration with home-made Python software using the facemorpher 5.2.1 Library. No use of AI.
« Te souviens-tu de cette douce mélodie qu’elle te chantait quand tu étais petite ? Sans elle tu ne pouvais te laisser emporter dans les bras de Morphée. Te souviens-tu de ces chaudes soirées d’été ou tu laissais ton regard divaguer dans le ciel étoilé ? Plus il y avait d’étoiles, plus le lendemain serait chaud et beau… Et ces soirs d’hiver, où la grêle frappait aux carreaux ? Tu avais la sensation d’être dans une boule à neige que quelqu’un secouait ce qui déclenchait la colère de mère nature.
Ne craint pas la nostalgie, ne craint pas cette fin. Ne craint pas de grandir, ne craint pas de changer, mais promet moi, n’oublie pas. »
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Je me suis bien éclatée à faire ce petit mobile, en espérant que les deux photo vous plairont. :3
Je reprends l'écriture, ça fait un bien fou !
Ces photo étaient destinées à la base au concours de Matériel Céleste mais elles n'ont pas été retenue car ayant mal lu le règlement je n'ai pas respecter le thème comme le jury l'attendait.
A figure lingered in the adjoining room, motionless. Like a chameleon, it melted into the shadows—too still, too perfect.
Then it moved.
Its skin shimmered, shifting hues as it stepped forward, briefly mimicking human form. But the girls knew better.
It lunged—unnaturally fast.
Its flesh rippled, barely containing the thing beneath. A jagged tear split across its arm, then its throat. The human illusion morphed away like a discarded mask.
Sleek emerald scales caught the fractured light. Muscles coiled beneath the surface. Predatory. Amused. Slit pupils narrowed. A jagged grin revealed rows of serrated teeth.
It was on them in a heartbeat.
“Shit,” Kayla muttered, yanking the knife from her jacket.
Adrienne racked the slide on her pistol, hands trembling.
Kayla didn’t wait. Her wrist snapped, sending the blade slicing through the air as the creature lunged—grazing its side.
Adrienne’s pulse thundered. She wasn’t ready. She knew it.
The reptilian struck—blindingly fast.
Kayla twisted, narrowly dodging its talons. She spun low, driving her blade beneath its ribs. The creature hissed, whirling toward Adrienne, yellow eyes blazing. “Go! Jump!” she shouted.
It lunged sideways, claws arcing toward her middle.
Instinct took over.
Adrienne fired seven rapid shots into the creature. Dark green blood splattered back. The creature was unphased and it reeled back to strike.
She felt the whoosh of air as the creature struck—at the same instant everything shifted.
Its claws slashed through empty air. Adrienne was gone.
Her head spun. She was alive. But she was back at the shelter. She hadn’t meant to jump. But she had.
Kayla turned, eyes wide with realization. “Adrienne—?”
The reptilian recovered instantly. It spun toward Kayla, eyes burning with rage. Hunger.
She vanished.
The creature shrieked in rage, nostrils flaring as it tore through the vacant air of an empty room with blind, savage strikes. Then, with a guttural gasp, it crumpled to the floor.
Standing behind the creature was Kayla, her knife buried deep in the base of its skull.
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Autumn comes late in the Sierra Nevada Foothills and if the weather is benign it tends to stick around for awhile. Soon, the cold winds of winter will strip away the last remnants of autumn, and the quiet season will begin.
Here the leaves on our Japanese Maple have morphed into a sizzling scarlet bouquet of color. The turning of our maple tree is my signal that it's time to wrap the pipes and get out the winter clothes.
Nevada City CA
A classic view of downtown CLE from Prospect Avenue at East 4th Street. How things have changed over the years. This once seedy part of town has morphed into the heart of the local entertainment district. I'd say that this has been a good thing for residents and visitors alike.
Cleveland, OH USA
Ball-bearing.
This was an experiment in one idea which kind of morphed into three.
I’d noticed before that the metal case on my Chromebook had a nice bevelled pattern which I thought would make an interesting abstract sometime.
Then for the Crazy Tuesday theme of minimalism, which is something that really interests me and a kind of photography I’d like to explore, I thought of a single ball bearing against a bland background. And that became the Chromebook top to get the repetition of the circular shapes with size contrast.
And then when it came to taking it (in a late rush as per usual) I used a desk lamp to supplement the daylight with the idea of removing the colour later, but that created another contrast in colour with a warring boundary between the two.
So we here we are three ideas in one implementation. Never a good thing but an interesting starter experiment for the ideas.
Thank you for taking the time to look. I hope you enjoy the image. Happy Crazy Tuesday :)
[Handheld on the little camera; mixed daylight/tungsten halogen desklamp.
Taking it was a bit of a fiddle as I wanted to get the in-focus line to join the bearing and the orange bright spot along a diagonal for strength, and have the blue orange boundary along the opposite diagonal. After a bit of contorting it got there... ish... kind of :)
Developed in Capture One with keystone correction and careful cropping, and attention to colour balance and detail.
In Photo combined two versions from C1 to retain sharpening around bearing but to demphasise surface texture.
Curves in LAB mode to reduce contrast except in darks around bearing. Tweaked colour to try and get the balance between the two areas more even… not terribly succesfully.
A bit of inpainting to remove dust and annoying highlights in bearing. Sharpened with Unsharp Mask and High Pass/Linear blend. Gave up. Published :)]
Apps used: Superimpose, Snapseed, Formulas, Mextures Backstory: This image began as a color/transparency study in my “Light from Darkness” study but quickly morphed into a Christmas motif. Richest Christmas blessings to all as we celebrate the birth of the Christ child and mark the advent of His return.
With a damsel fly that just molded and the wings are still twisted together. The skin can be seen on the lower right of the flower
Let me introduce Joe and Anna to everyone. Anna was Jane and Danny's eldest daughter in 2020. She and Joe met and had four lovely babies this year. I've always wanted to take pictures of both Red-morphed and Grey-morphed screech together. This year has been a very fruitful year for me, I not only discovered them but also observed their four babies. Will you be curious what plumage these four owlets be? Their wonderful stories are recorded in my new book "Secret life of eastern screech owl: the Sequel" on Amazon:
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I went to Woodland Cemetery in Hamilton to pay a visit to the famous resident - a red morphed Eastern Screech owl. He was there alright, sitting high on a tree in his usual cavity. I took a couple of shots that are no different from 1000s others that were taken of him. Then I looked around and saw a few photographers setup a prop where some of the not so famous residents showed up for hand outs. Needless to say I took advantage of the opportunity and took a few shot of this lovely Downy woodpecker.
I find my photography has morphed into something beyond shooting a scene and processing the image for viewing and/or printing. Nowadays, I see a color, pattern, or other detail and grab the phone to gather the raw materials for creating abstract works of art. I haven't kicked the big camera to the curb. Sometimes I like walking unpaved and unexplored roads.
abstracted colours morphed into a ball of lights........
thanks for having a look at this one.....appreciate it......best bigger.......hope you have a Great Week
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polaroid week day 4
failed emulsion lifts morphed into a butterfly - 2 polaroids, 1 of tulips + daffodils and 1 of a cat's eye. then I delicately inked it a wee bit.
Another day which morphed from heavy rain through cloud into sunshine, this was the latter stage. This view was from the pier, its nice having some time here, its a lovely resort, offering fish and chips as well as buckets, spades, sandcastles, colourful beach huts as well as lovely places to eat and of course a Brewery.
:) If you celebrate this beautiful season of Christmas here is a
Challenge for the season: (too often i look like this brown morphed egret :)
"Let's
Approach
Christmas
with
an
Expectant
hush,
rather
than
a
Last
Minute
Rush"
:)
You will LOVE this "A Cappella" group Penatonix! WOW!!!
www.youtube.com/watch?v=qJ_MGWio-vc
and if you liked that one, here is another one