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longtime you've been afraid of darkness.
trying to run away from what seemed too obscure to bear, you've been looking for that land where Logos reigns supreme and unrivaled. you had to learn still how light hurts the eyes and is blinding as much as utter darkness.
a land of make-believe where shadows have no place or play is like that crystal palace where not the slightest crack can be admitted. but glass cracks eventually. and crystal palaces go to pieces.
childhood grand palaces and adolescence imposing architectures leave room to adulthood wobbly shacks.
the heights of the mind offer a luminous barren land of ice and gold where the air is so thin it burns your lungs. in time, you long for depths. your bowels ask for recognition and acknowlegement.
you fall asleep.
you slowly awaken to your body and eventually find out there is no light or beauty comparable to that found in darkness.
The sun touched the horizon and the color sprang into the clouds. Day ended. Night arrived. The time for rest has arrived.
Single street light in Rotherham, against clear night sky. RGB converts well to CMYK with copyspace.
Just past sunset Friday evening in Huntington Beach, California with Karol, Kay & Denise.
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I took a days holiday no Friday and visited the Severn Valley Railway for their Autumn Steam gala. One of the more appealing aspects to me was that the trains run all through the night.... even the goods train. Here ex-GWR 0-6-0ST number 813 takes charge of the evening freight at Bewdley station. Note the light trail as one of the crew attaches a lamp to the front of the engine.
night patrol run by HIVE organization, visiting homeless families, checking if everything is alright
Night markets or night bazaars are street markets which operate at night and are generally dedicated to more leisurely strolling, shopping, and eating than more businesslike day markets. They are typically open-air markets.
enjoyed by locals as well as tourists, this particular night market is situated in pasay city near mall of asia. they sell a lot of local produce at reasonable prices. after your leisure stroll or shopping you can then indulge yourself at the "dampa". Photos and information are soon coming for dampa.
source: wikipedia
Part of milky-way stretch seen above the clouds from Kinabalu mountain- near peak.
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View of a part of the international apron and terminal 1(domestic) from the observation deck of the international terminal@Tokyo/Haneda International Airport,Japan
Tonight's evening primrose shoot seemed to be heading for failure. These two flowers opened while I was shooting video of a plant two feet away but then, suddenly, the bud my camera was pointing at burst open so quickly that I'll be posting that video at real time speed. Then I turned the lens on these two fresh flowers and waited in the hope that a moth might turn up...
I was using a cheap LED ring light for illumination and the air was so still that I had no need for a clamp to hold the stem steady.
Not the ideal composition as I shot this without a tripod. Target of opportunity last night, I had to just sit my camera on a concrete railing and take what I got.
Here's the photo for Week 2 of the Dogwood Challenge.
Getting a nice picture with beautiful light didn't seemed like a challenge so I went ahead and tried to get a good picture in low light. As you can see it was so windy that not even the tree in front of the house could stay in place. CC appreciated.
[Technical: SOOC]
When I get up in the night, to go to the toilet everything looks so grainy. It’s not like I have got my eyes on 1600ISO so why is the quality so poor? As well as the texture of my sight being affected, so is the white balance – Tinted orange by the intrusive street lights I would definitely need to balance my vision out in the RAW viewer on Photoshop.
I pad squinty eyed to the kitchen sink and pour a glass of water. This ‘middle of the night’ water will without doubt taste like the water of the gods; the most divine, sweet, ice cold liquid that has ever soothed my gullet. (I’m sure it has nothing to do with the bottle of wine consumed earlier in the evening) As I glug, my eyes close in blissful appreciation, it is definitely some kind of oral orgasm to quench one’s thirst.
We all learn to be able to navigate our homes in semi-conscious-urination-needing states. With eyes often still closed I can find my way to the bathroom, hands feeling for the same familiar corners of wall and doorframe at exactly the same point. I prop myself on the toilet seat, trying to retain the remnants of whatever dream was interrupted by a scene where I suddenly had to go to the toilet in front of a room full of people.
Having retained the perfect level of sleepiness whilst ‘turning my bike around’ I head back upstairs…..Out of the corner of my ear I hear an unfamiliar clatter, one not caused by me, glimpse a moving shadow and in milliseconds the sleep haze has gone, overtaken by a huge surge of adrenalin fuelling my imagination, poisoning it with images of intruders in clown masks moving like house spiders who are reaching out for the saggy hem of my man’s pyjamas. I scale the stairs like a contestant on the travelator in Gladiators and hurl myself at the bed. As I land I freeze, no breathing, no movement at all, I must listen to the sound of him ascending the stairs, try to determine what weapon he has and whether I will need my can of Raid or if the horse whip will work better. The bed seems to pulsate in rhythm with my chest. It takes 10 minutes of silence before I think that perhaps the intruder is not sitting outside my door pulling his killing socks up.
As my heart rate decreases I start to sink into the bed and relax, as long as I stay still and hidden in here I will be fine until the morning. As I relax though my sphincter also relaxes. Oh damn, I need to pee again…… damn that ‘middle of the night water’ where did I put my numchucks?
I went out a couple of weeks ago with a pumpkin with the intention of doing some Halloween shots for fun. It was blowing a gale up on the hill and I couldn't get the candles to stay alight inside the pumpkin. I tried to do something with a torch inside, but it didn't really work. So a couple of friends with torches ran around the tree in the soggy field.
(I've been away and will catch up)