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As you know (unless you are a ‘flat-earther’), the Earth rotates about its axis. It does this at around 1000 miles-per-hour (mph) if you are standing on the equator. If you inhabit the higher or lower latitudes, then this figure will reduce as you get closer to your nearest pole.
The Earth also orbits the sun at around 67,000 mph. That’s really quite fast when you think about it - it works out at about 18.5 miles every second. But the incessant speeding doesn’t stop there. The solar system is located in the Orion Arm of our Milky Way galaxy, which, wouldn’t you know it, also rotates about its axis, this time at the really quite staggering rate of 515,000 mph or, about 143 miles-per-second.
“Enough!” I hear you cry.
Sorry, but the unrelenting race doesn’t end there either: The Milky Way is itself speeding through the infinite playground of the universe at around 1,300,000 mph. Yes. That fast. That’s about 360 miles-per-second. At that speed you could travel from the Earth to the moon in a little over eleven minutes; or you could get to Mars in about 26 hours.
Now, if you add all of those figures together - okay, I know that it doesn’t really work like that, but if you did… calculate… calculate… recalculate… check… you end up with a figure of… approximately 503 miles-per-second. That’s how fast you are moving. All of the time.
You are, quite literally, hurtling through the universe at a blistering pace.
But, if you stand still for a moment, relatively speaking, pretty soon you'll be able to feel the earth spinning beneath your feet. Just ask the flowers...
Or:
A flock (sic) of Daisies, at the Weald and Downland Museum.
Fifteen hand-held exposures representing fourteen seconds of June the 9th, 2019.
Usual caveats etc.
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NB. If I stop to consider that I have been alive for approximately 1,766,016,000 seconds, then it would appear that, so far, I have travelled… calculate… calculate… check… blimey… really? Recalculate… recalculate… check… 888,306,048,000 miles. Over 888 billion miles.
The title of the image is taken from the first line from the song 'Time Stands Still' by John Dowland (1563 - 1626), a version of which you can listen to here with Emma Kirkby and Anthony Rooley.
This is a multiple exposure of an umbrella clothesline that was laying on the floor. Happy Slider Sunday!
Flower is beautiful, water is romantic, then what happened if flower is falling into the water? Everyone could have different answers, and here is my representation how the it could be look like, the focus is about the expression of streamline beauty.
Suddenly the temperature dropped and the daylight seemed to swirl away into an indistinct, fog-like darkness. At the same time the air was torn apart by a frantic whirring sound, like a thousand grinding gear-wheels suffused by furious rushes of steam. Tiny arcs of purple lightning began to crackle through the aether as a great electrical wind twisted the air into some sort of strange, other-worldly vortex. As the very fabric of reality itself seemed to spin away into oblivion, I stared in horror at the centre of that churning maelstrom, where, piece by piece, the terrible apparition slowly materialised. Was this the vanguard of the evil Dr. Fulgurite's long threatened Clockwork Army? or something more terrifying even than that...
No. It was just a nice, friendly man in a steampunk costume that I chatted to during a visit to the Victorian Brickworks Museum at Bursledon. His name is Steve.
Thirteen hand-held exposures representing 21 seconds of March 26th, 2019.
Usual caveats and all that.
In May this year had a great time with a wonderful group of photographers in Tuscany. I am totally in love with the stunning countryside, but also I adore these olive trees. This trip was totally worth the wait the 3 years (Covid-19) and I feel really blessed.
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Info: this is a 9 multiple exposure shot, merged in my Canon r6 photocamera. No Photoshop, handheld.
This rather stylish pair appeared before my very eyes at Bursledon Brickworks Museum. As you can see, their steam-powered materialisation caused some gentle ripples in the space-time continuum.
Luckily the distortions didn't last too long, although they did make me feel very hungry, and I had to go and buy a sandwich and a cake from the very fine museum refectory soon afterwards. Dimensional warping can do that to you.
Fourteen hand-held exposures representing twenty-four seconds of March 26th, 2019. Shot at the Victorian Brickworks Museum, Bursledon.
If you stand still for long enough while looking down the straight, the cars themselves tend to fade into the background as the roar of the engines fills the air around you.
I suspect it’s something to do with the excitement of the race. Failing that it’s the amount of Castrol R you inhaled as you walked around the paddock before the race began.
Petrol head indeed.
It occurs to me that there might be many things in gardens that go unseen, even when they’re plainly visible. Things, perhaps, like this huge pot.
I do think though, that there might actually be a more appropriate name for pots of this size other than ‘huge pot’. Unfortunately, however, I am horticulturally incapable and therefore the correct nomenclature of garden-based objects is a mystery to me.
Eight shots taken in Denmans Garden, West Sussex.
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Usual caveats etc.