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The blue-ness slowly morphed and shifted through light and tones, but never changed to other colors. Walker Art Center in Minneapolis.
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.
10/100
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
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.
Sunday was quite a day. It morphed from a faint sunrise to a densely fogged afternoon and evening. There was no noticeable sunset.
Starting from a SL picture, elaboration with home-made Python software using the facemorpher 5.2.1 Library. No use of AI.
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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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
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
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.
A closer look at the concrete slab walls painted over with graffiti at The HOPE Outdoor Gallery on Castle Hill, an Austin icon that enjoyed a brief but colorful existence from 2011-2019. The property at Baylor and 11th St., just west of the State Capitol and downtown, was the site of a failed condo development project from the Eighties.
The large concrete slabs from the failed condo project proved irresistible to graffiti artists, but the privately owned property had become a neighborhood eyesore. But all that changed during SXSW in 2011, when the tired property known historically as "the Foundation" got a facelift. Thanks to a driven, former advertising pro named Andi Scull Cheatham and the help of some of her artist friends, the trash-littered lot morphed into the gloriously colorful, wonderfully chaotic HOPE Outdoor Gallery (aka the HOG), a privately owned, three-story community art project-turned-paint park.
Throughout this period, the property remained privately owned and, with Austin booming, it was just a matter of time before the land was targeted for a new development project. In 2018, Austin's Historic Landmark Commission approved the demolition of the park for a new condo project on the site, and the park was officially closed in 2019.
The good news is that a new HOPE Outdoor Gallery graffiti park, located in East Austin across from Austin-Bergstrom International Airport is being built and is scheduled to open in early 2022. The new 17-acre, open-air art park will include large scale public art installations, curated audio and art exhibitions, murals from local, national, and international artists.
With a population of just over one million residents, Austin is the 10th largest city in the United States. The Austin-Round Rock-San Marcos Metropolitan Area, now with a population of 2.3M, also is the fastest growing large metropolitan area in the country having added more than 579,000 residents since 2010.
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.
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.
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
(on White)
pART of Pure candidus
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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