Smile on Saturday - City by Night

London Bridge looking South/East with The Shard in the background.

'Illuminated River' has been a long-term art installation transforming the river Thames at night with an orchestrated series of light works that span nine bridges in central London. The subtly moving sequences of LED light symbolically unify the Thames bridges, drawing inspiration from the spirit and history of the river and from the architectural and engineering heritage of its bridges.

Illumination of the first 4 bridges was in 2019 and 5 more were completed in April 2021. At 3.2 miles in length it is the longest public art commission in the world and will last for at least 10 years. The Foundation will fund all maintenance, replacement and electricity costs.

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The words of God in the Last Days | "God Himself, the Unique III God's Authority II" Part Five

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Almighty God words: “The several decades that make up a human life are neither long nor short. The twenty-odd years between birth and coming of age pass in the blink of an eye, and though at this point in life a person is considered an adult, people in this age group know next to nothing about human life and human fate. As they gain more experience, they step gradually into middle age. People in their thirties and forties acquire a fledgling experience of life and fate, but their ideas about these things are still very vague. It is not until the age of forty that some people begin to understand mankind and the universe, which God created, and to grasp what human life is all about, what human fate is all about. Some people, though they have long been followers of God and are now middle-aged, still cannot possess an accurate knowledge and definition of God’s sovereignty, much less true submission. Some people care about nothing other than seeking to receive blessings, and though they have lived for many years, they do not know or understand in the least the fact of the Creator’s sovereignty over human fate, and have not taken even the smallest step into the practical lesson of submitting to God’s orchestrations and arrangements. Such people are thoroughly foolish, and their lives are lived in vain. …”

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May 5, 2023 - West of Holdrege Nebraska US

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36 Years ago, with a peaked curiosity, I dove feverishly into the world of storm chasing and well, the rest is history. Fast forward a few years and my current journey in storm photography & videography has unlocked a completely new life that I never imagined would exist. Oh how my adventures continue...

Mother Nature definitely orchestrated her magic on this first storm chase of the season. Warm front had positioned itself right over the state of Nebraska. Pulling in all that warm moist air from the south created the perfect conditions for severe thunderstorm development. I was on the hunt & wouldn't be denied this day.

Supercell #3

Hwy 6 westbound to Holdrege Nebraska. Where I encountered this Monster Supercell just to the west of Holdrege Nebraska.

Nicely defined structure on this storm cell as it crested almost due east towards my location.

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Northern Territory, Australia

Not many people get the chance to visit this iconic natural wonder in their lifetime, let alone twice. Many consider it an uninteresting place or just too remote to make the effort. It was always on my bucket list when we decided to honeymoon in Australia way back in Oct 1997.

There are not many places in the world I’ve been to that makes you realise how insignificant you are as a species let alone an individual. This was made even more apparent when I was afforded the opportunity to sit in the cockpit 3rd seat of the BAe 146 aircraft for the last 20 minutes of our flight as we approached Uluru-Kata Tjuta National Park.

The red centre from above looks completely barren in every direction you look, way beyond the horizon that altitude grants you. I asked the co-pilot sitting in the right-hand seat where Ayres Rock was? (that was the name back in those days) He replied, “look dead ahead it’s that singular rock formation”. Once my eye had zoned in on the tiny ‘pimple’ way in the distance, I felt a sense of disappointment… was this truly the icon I had read about in magazines and seen on the nature programmes or a mass marketing campaign orchestrated by the Australia Tourist Board!

However, as we started to descend on our final approach path, this pimple began to rise from its barren landscape growing in stature with every mile gained. We circled it on final approach and all my disappointments faded into wonderment… its simply bloody massive and spectacular glowing in the midday sun. I couldn’t wait to land and get out and explore this landscape.

To cut to the chase, we only had a limited time here, but had planned a packed itinerary - sunset tour, climb the rock (more about that another time), day trip to the Olgas and a last-minute helicopter flight. My only regret, my photos turned out rubbish, so this part of the holiday was really about making amends. However, the best laid plans of mice and men!

For anyone going or thinking of visiting Uluru, you may want to read future postings on Uluru. The things the marketing and tour operators don’t tell you.

Perfect day for a drive. I was told that each photo should tell a story. Here is the story of this tree. The Orchestrator getting ready for the big day arms reaching out with the Orchestra all in a row waiting..

♫♫ Orianthi - "Light It Up" - Official Music Video

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Skye's entry into “The Riot Girls” was purely serendipitous, a fortunate accident in the grand theater of virtual existence. Ronnie, a soul seeking refuge from the relentless cacophony of the outside world, found solace within the velvet embrace of the BlackHouse club. It was there, amidst the swirling digital smoke and pulsing rhythms, that fate orchestrated a chance encounter with Skye. Initially, their connection was a fragile seedling of friendship, tenderly nurtured by shared laughter and whispered confidences, prompting Ronnie to move to Skye's Sim, where she presided over a bustling rental enterprise, a vibrant tapestry woven with the threads of commerce and camaraderie. Their bond deepened over time, like roots intertwining beneath the soil, growing stronger with each passing season.

Skye's captivating conversational skills, a veritable symphony of wit and wisdom, instantly charmed Ambre, elevating her to the status of one of her dearest friends. Mornings often found Ambre and Skye entwined in animated discourse over steaming cups of coffee, their voices dancing through the air as they delved into the kaleidoscopic tapestry of diverse topics, exchanging tales of the vibrant happenings that painted the canvas of their SL life. Given Skye's undeniable passion for music Ronnie extended an invitation to join the band. Their collaboration proved to be a period of unparalleled joyous creativity, a symphony of collaboration where individual notes harmonized to create a masterpiece of collective expression.

Skye distinguished herself as a gifted rhythm guitarist, her fingers dancing across the fretboard with the grace of a seasoned maestro, her rhythmic precision and chordal command captivating audiences, weaving spells of sonic enchantment that left them breathless and yearning for more. Regrettably, as life's unrelenting demands tightened their grip, pulling Skye back to the mundane realities of the physical world, her participation in concerts became impossible, a bittersweet farewell to the stage that had so readily embraced her talent. However, Ronnie and Ambre will forever cherish the treasured memories of performing alongside their dear friend Skye, a radiant star, a constant reminder of the power of friendship, creativity, and the enduring magic of "The Riot Girls."

(To be continued)

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Some of you know that I did not vote for our president-elect, but I will respect him. I believe that God is in control and has orchestrated the outcome of this election to accomplish His purposes. And I will pray for him, as I do for all those in authority.

"Therefore I exhort first of all that supplications, prayers, intercessions, and giving of thanks be made for all men, for kings and all who are in authority, that we may lead a quiet and peaceable life in all godliness and reverence. For this is good and acceptable in the sight of God our Savior.." 1 Tim. 2:1-3

Blackcap - Sylvia Atrcapilla (M)

The Eurasian blackcap (Sylvia atricapilla) usually known simply as the blackcap, is a common and widespread typical warbler. It has mainly olive-grey upperparts and pale grey underparts, and differences between the five subspecies are small. Both sexes have a neat coloured cap to the head, black in the male and reddish-brown in the female. The male's typical song is a rich musical warbling, often ending in a loud high-pitched crescendo, but a simpler song is given in some isolated areas, such as valleys in the Alps. The blackcap's closest relative is the garden warbler, which looks quite different but has a similar song.

The blackcap feeds mainly on insects during the breeding season, then switches to fruit in late summer, the change being triggered by an internal biological rhythm. When migrants arrive on their territories they initially take berries, pollen and nectar if there are insufficient insects available, then soon switch to their preferred diet. They mainly pick prey off foliage and twigs, but may occasionally hover, flycatch or feed on the ground. Blackcaps eat a wide range of invertebrate prey, although aphids are particularly important early in the season, and flies, beetles and caterpillars are also taken in large numbers. Small snails are swallowed whole, since the shell is a source of calcium for the bird's eggs. Chicks are mainly fed soft-bodied insects, fruit only being provided if invertebrates are scarce.

In July, the diet switches increasingly to fruit. The protein needed for egg-laying and for the chicks to grow is replaced by fruit sugar which helps the birds to fatten for migration. Aphids are still taken while they are available, since they often contain sugars from the plant sap on which they feed. Blackcaps eat a wide range of small fruit, and squeeze out any seeds on a branch before consuming the pulp. This technique makes them an important propagator of mistletoe. The mistle thrush, which also favours that plant, is less beneficial since it tends to crush the seeds. Although any suitable fruit may be eaten, some have seasonal or local importance; elder makes up a large proportion of the diet of northern birds preparing for migration, and energy-rich olives and lentisc are favoured by blackcaps wintering in the Mediterranean.

The German birds wintering in British gardens rely on provided food, and the major items are bread and fat, each making up around 20% of the diet; one bird survived the whole winter eating only Christmas cake. Fruit is also eaten, notably cotoneaster (41% of the fruit consumed), ivy and honeysuckle, and apple if available. Some birds have learned to take peanuts from feeders. Blackcaps defend good winter food sources in the wild, and at garden feeding stations they repel competitors as large as starlings and blackbirds. Birds occasionally become tame enough to feed from the hand.

Aristotle, in his History of Animals, considered that the garden warbler eventually metamorphosed into a blackcap. The blackcap's song has led to it being described as the "mock nightingale" or "country nightingale", and John Clare, in "The March Nightingale" describes the listener as believing that the rarer species has arrived prematurely. "He stops his own and thinks the nightingale/Hath of her monthly reckoning counted wrong". The song is also the topic of Italian poet Giovanni Pascoli's "La Capinera" [The Blackcap].

Giovanni Verga's 1871 novel Storia di una capinera, according to its author, was inspired by a story of a blackcap trapped and caged by children. The bird, silent and pining for its lost freedom, eventually dies. In the book, a nun evacuated from her convent by cholera falls in love with a family friend, only to have to return to her confinement when the disease wanes. The novel was adapted as films of the same name in 1917, 1943 and 1993. The last version was directed by Franco Zeffirelli, and its English-language version was retitled as Sparrow. In Saint François d'Assise, an opera by Messiaen, the orchestration is based on bird song. St Francis himself is represented by the blackcap.

Folk names for the blackcap often refer to its most obvious plumage feature (black-headed peggy, King Harry black cap and coal hoodie) or to its song, as in the "nightingale" names above. Other old names are based on its choice of nesting material (Jack Straw, hay bird, hay chat and hay Jack). There is a tradition of the Royal Navy's Fleet Air Arm bases being named for birds. A former base near Stretton in Cheshire was called HMS Blackcap.

Population:

UK breeding:

1,200,000 territories

UK wintering:

3,000 bird

The tiger you saw at rest became this tiger after being provoked. The guide in Ranthambore was perfectly trained and his upmost concern was for the well beings of the tigers. The living creatures he couldn't control despite numerous attempts were the humans in the back seat of the off road vehicle. They were also the targets of this tiger's anger not me.

The park has very few, if any, vehicles for individual use. The group I was with had no safari experience. They were travelling together and could have cared less about the lovely scenery of the park or seeing wildlife, Rather they enjoyed discussing their last trip to Canada. The guide tried repeatedly to remind them that game drive was a peaceful experience.

I was in the front seat and had many conversations with the guide about how my return trip to India had been fueled by my desire to see a tiger again. He orchestrated this close encounter for me. Little did he know that the people in the back would get even more out of control and start screaming.. Some people do not belong on safaris. EVER!!!! I am pleased to report however that they were not Americans.

As much as I am happy to have this up close image of the tiger, I am sad it was at the tiger's expense. I sensed the guide felt the same way.

Hrant Dink

Hrant Dink was born on September 15, 1954, in Malatya, eastern Turkey, into an Armenian family. His father, Sarkis Dink, was from Gürün, and his mother, Gülvart, from Kangal. Around the age of six or seven, his family moved to Istanbul seeking better opportunities. After experiencing family difficulties, including his parents' separation, Hrant and his siblings were partly raised at an Armenian community orphanage in Gedikpaşa, Istanbul. Growing up in this environment, he became deeply aware of the challenges faced by the Armenian minority in Turkey and the complexities of identity in a society that often discriminated against them.

He attended Armenian community schools in Istanbul and later studied zoology at Istanbul University, also pursuing philosophy. During his studies and early adulthood, he developed a strong social and political consciousness, engaging with issues of minority rights, human rights, and democratization in Turkish society. He participated in community initiatives, such as organizing Armenian summer camps for children, and helped run a bookstore with his brothers, gradually becoming a recognized intellectual within the Armenian community.

In 1996, Hrant Dink founded the bilingual weekly newspaper Agos, aimed at fostering dialogue between Turks and Armenians and raising awareness about historical injustices, minority rights, and freedom of expression. As editor-in-chief, he became a prominent public voice, openly addressing sensitive topics like the Armenian genocide, the need for reconciliation, and the protection of minority rights in Turkey.

His outspoken work brought him into conflict with state authorities and nationalist groups. He was repeatedly prosecuted under Article 301 of the Turkish Penal Code for "insulting Turkishness" and received suspended sentences. Despite receiving frequent death threats, the state provided insufficient protection, making him vulnerable yet resolute in continuing his work.

On January 19, 2007, Hrant Dink was assassinated in broad daylight on Halâskârgazi Street in Istanbul, near the offices of Agos. He was shot in the head by Ogün Samast, a seventeen-year-old Turkish nationalist. His funeral drew tens of thousands of mourners chanting "We are all Hrant, we are all Armenians," turning the event into a symbol of civic mobilization. His murder highlighted ongoing threats to freedom of expression, minority rights, and reconciliation efforts in Turkey, with investigations suggesting links between the killer and nationalist networks, and potential involvement of state officials.

Hrant Dink remains a key figure for democracy, minority rights, and Turkish-Armenian reconciliation. The Agos newspaper continues to operate, and the Hrant Dink Foundation was established to promote dialogue, human rights, and memory. His principle—that one can be both Armenian and Turkish and remain committed to peace and justice—remains a guiding example. His life and death continue to symbolize the fight against silence, discrimination, and injustice.

I publish this series of images of people who were killed for defending humanity to awaken consciousness, to inform, and to remind the world of those who stood against injustice, oppression, and abuse of power. These images are a call to remember their courage, honor their struggle, and inspire others to resist the forces that threaten human dignity and freedom.

Listen Santiago Denis Quinn (Asha)

British-born new age composer Asha displayed a talent and a passion for writing music even during early childhood. He began writing simple songs at the age of three, a passion that evolved into a love affair with the radio. Inspired by Radio Luxembourg playing Buddy Holly, Van Morrison, and Leonard Cohen, Asha began writing folk and protest songs in his teens. Upon discovering his spiritual path in his early twenties, he turned to a more open compositional style, approaching composition and music as pure emotion, choosing lyrical content later on. Though unable to read or write music, Asha produced pieces that often involved elaborate orchestration. Drawing influence from classical composers such as Vivaldi and Pachelbel, as well as folk music styles from the British Isles, South America, and the Middle East, he created a sound that resonated deeply with his audiences. Asha's relationship with New World Music (a label stemming from the mind-body-spirit healing tradition) began in the early '90s -- his prolific career with the label produced more than 15 records in as many years, and his albums have become meditation and relaxation mainstays the world over. Asha continues to compose and record, in addition to studying Jungian psychology and offering various services in spiritual guidance.

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The "Desert Women" art piece I meticulously crafted embodies the essence of femininity and strength within an arid landscape. The image depicts ethereal figures that seamlessly blend with the desert's gentle curves, their forms resembling celestial beings brought to life. Through delicate brushstrokes and a soft, muted color palette, the women emerge as both nurturers of the land and alluring sirens of the sands. The artwork resonates with a harmonious melody, an orchestration of the desert's whispers and the women's song, creating a symphony that echoes their connection to the earth and the skies above.

Patrice Lumumba (1925–1961)

Patrice Émery Lumumba was born on July 2, 1925, in Onalua, Katakokola, in the Belgian Congo, into a Tetela family. Growing up in a rural community, he developed a strong sense of justice and a deep awareness of the injustices of Belgian colonialism. He attended Catholic missionary schools, but his curiosity and intelligence led him to become deeply interested in politics and the condition of his people.

Before independence, Lumumba worked as a clerk, but actively participated in trade unions and nationalist movements, denouncing exploitation and discrimination. His eloquence, charisma, and ability to mobilize the masses soon made him the most visible leader of the Congolese independence movement.

In 1960, at the age of 34, Lumumba became the first Prime Minister of independent Congo, leading a country freshly liberated from Belgian colonial rule. His vision was clear: to build a sovereign, united state, free from foreign interference and based on social justice and equality. Lumumba openly denounced the interventions of Western powers, particularly Belgium, and opposed neocolonialism that sought to control Congo’s resources.

However, his government was short-lived. After only a few months, due to internal and international pressures, Lumumba was overthrown in a coup orchestrated by pro-Western elements and Belgian and U.S. intelligence services. He was captured, tortured, and ultimately assassinated on January 17, 1961, in Katanga. His body was brutally dissolved in acid by his killers, a grim symbol of the cruelty of powers that feared his message of freedom and independence.

Lumumba is remembered as a martyr of African freedom, a symbol of courage, dignity, and resistance against colonialism and neocolonialism. His legacy continues to inspire movements for social justice and national sovereignty across Africa and the world.

I publish this series of figures to awaken consciences and to remember how many people died defending truth, justice, and the rights of the oppressed. I want to highlight the injustices that still exist and show young people that the only thing we can do is to resist, because evil still rules and continues to target those who try to make a difference. This series is an invitation to remember, reflect, and never accept injustice.

clouded

(...) no waiver, because outcast,

to his passion, spring.

Pablo Neruda

Erik Satie - Gymnopedie No.3 (Orchestrated by Debussy)

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For this photograph, taken in Tokyo Japan, I was on the roof terrace of a large department store in the Ginza district. Because of the high point of view very close to the intersection of two busy streets, I had a very nice diagonal, symmetrical angle on the scene. The crossing with its geometrical linear pattern and the scattered cars represents the orchestrated chaos of this densely populated city.

Soundtrack // Bande-son: ULTRAVOX /MIDGE URE ("Man Of Two Worlds", Orchestrated): www.youtube.com/watch?v=5e8qWac_5tI

"Taking shelter by the standing stones... Miles from all that moves... Breathing solitude... Seeking confidence..."

Avebury is a Neolithic henge monument containing three stone circles (and the largest one in Europe), around the village of Avebury in Wiltshire. It is one of the best known prehistoric sites in Britain, and has just been nominated as Heritage Site of the Year in the BBC Countryfile Magazine awards 2014/15. The town is up against some special places, including Portmeirion village in North Wales, and Kew Palace in Surrey,

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Le site néolithique d'Avebury, situé à quelques miles de Stonehenge, est constitué de trois cercles de pierres (ou cromlech), dont l'un est le plus large d'Europe. Il est inscrit sur la,liste du patrimoine mondial de l'Unesco depuis 1986, tout comme le site plus célèbre et par trop fréquenté de Stonehenge..

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Blackcap - Sylvia Atrcapilla (M)

The Eurasian blackcap (Sylvia atricapilla) usually known simply as the blackcap, is a common and widespread typical warbler. It has mainly olive-grey upperparts and pale grey underparts, and differences between the five subspecies are small. Both sexes have a neat coloured cap to the head, black in the male and reddish-brown in the female. The male's typical song is a rich musical warbling, often ending in a loud high-pitched crescendo, but a simpler song is given in some isolated areas, such as valleys in the Alps. The blackcap's closest relative is the garden warbler, which looks quite different but has a similar song.

The blackcap feeds mainly on insects during the breeding season, then switches to fruit in late summer, the change being triggered by an internal biological rhythm. When migrants arrive on their territories they initially take berries, pollen and nectar if there are insufficient insects available, then soon switch to their preferred diet. They mainly pick prey off foliage and twigs, but may occasionally hover, flycatch or feed on the ground. Blackcaps eat a wide range of invertebrate prey, although aphids are particularly important early in the season, and flies, beetles and caterpillars are also taken in large numbers. Small snails are swallowed whole, since the shell is a source of calcium for the bird's eggs. Chicks are mainly fed soft-bodied insects, fruit only being provided if invertebrates are scarce.

In July, the diet switches increasingly to fruit. The protein needed for egg-laying and for the chicks to grow is replaced by fruit sugar which helps the birds to fatten for migration. Aphids are still taken while they are available, since they often contain sugars from the plant sap on which they feed. Blackcaps eat a wide range of small fruit, and squeeze out any seeds on a branch before consuming the pulp. This technique makes them an important propagator of mistletoe. The mistle thrush, which also favours that plant, is less beneficial since it tends to crush the seeds. Although any suitable fruit may be eaten, some have seasonal or local importance; elder makes up a large proportion of the diet of northern birds preparing for migration, and energy-rich olives and lentisc are favoured by blackcaps wintering in the Mediterranean.

The German birds wintering in British gardens rely on provided food, and the major items are bread and fat, each making up around 20% of the diet; one bird survived the whole winter eating only Christmas cake. Fruit is also eaten, notably cotoneaster (41% of the fruit consumed), ivy and honeysuckle, and apple if available. Some birds have learned to take peanuts from feeders. Blackcaps defend good winter food sources in the wild, and at garden feeding stations they repel competitors as large as starlings and blackbirds. Birds occasionally become tame enough to feed from the hand.

Aristotle, in his History of Animals, considered that the garden warbler eventually metamorphosed into a blackcap. The blackcap's song has led to it being described as the "mock nightingale" or "country nightingale", and John Clare, in "The March Nightingale" describes the listener as believing that the rarer species has arrived prematurely. "He stops his own and thinks the nightingale/Hath of her monthly reckoning counted wrong". The song is also the topic of Italian poet Giovanni Pascoli's "La Capinera" [The Blackcap].

Giovanni Verga's 1871 novel Storia di una capinera, according to its author, was inspired by a story of a blackcap trapped and caged by children. The bird, silent and pining for its lost freedom, eventually dies. In the book, a nun evacuated from her convent by cholera falls in love with a family friend, only to have to return to her confinement when the disease wanes. The novel was adapted as films of the same name in 1917, 1943 and 1993. The last version was directed by Franco Zeffirelli, and its English-language version was retitled as Sparrow. In Saint François d'Assise, an opera by Messiaen, the orchestration is based on bird song. St Francis himself is represented by the blackcap.

Folk names for the blackcap often refer to its most obvious plumage feature (black-headed peggy, King Harry black cap and coal hoodie) or to its song, as in the "nightingale" names above. Other old names are based on its choice of nesting material (Jack Straw, hay bird, hay chat and hay Jack). There is a tradition of the Royal Navy's Fleet Air Arm bases being named for birds. A former base near Stretton in Cheshire was called HMS Blackcap.

Population:

UK breeding:

1,200,000 territories

UK wintering:

3,000 bird

Darwin Lights

It is not the method or magic involved

It is the dream that is imposed

To orchestrate chaos into reason

Questioning why not

Of each livelihood built on inherited death

To continually find beauty

Through power and resource

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Children of Darkness: Written by Richard Farina, and sung here by Raymond Crooke

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I had not heard of Raymond or his version of this song until just a few minutes ago. I was always used to Joan Baez's more heavily orchestrated rendition. I think Raymond's version has more gusto.

I guess it's OK for flickr people to help boost Youtube people.

A little bit of an LOL...When I went looking for the lyrics, I was offered a "Children of Darkness" ringtone. Nothing much is sacred anymore.

Richard Farina

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Lyrics

the original song of RICHARD FARINA

(copyright Whitmark and Sons) is the following

Now is the time for your loving, dear,

And the time for your company

Now when the light of reason fails

And fires burn on the sea

Now in this age of confusion

I have need for your company.

It's once I was free to go roaming in

The wind of the springtime mind

It's once the clouds I sailed upon

Were sweet as lilac wine

So why are the breezes of summer, dear

Enlaced with a grim design?

And where was the will of my father when

We raised our swords on high?

And where was my mother's wailing when

Our flags were justified?

And where will we take our pleasures when

Our bodies have been denied?

For I am a wild and a lonely child

And the child of an angry man

Now with the high wars raging

I would offer you my hand

For we are the children of darkness

And the prey of a proud, proud land.

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The deacon in this shot - taken at a service in Baghdad days before Easter this year – was assigned a job similar to that of a conductor orchestrating the performance of a number of deacons in a second row (unseen in this shot)…while deacons in the first row were following the one in front of the mic, this guy was flipping through his book… naming it “lost in the middle of a service” would be more powerful but just to be honest with you guys I can’t recall the exact moment and I kept asking myself while processing the photo “Was he catching up or just got lost in the middle of the service?”

Aldo Moro was born on September 23, 1916, in Maglie, Italy, into a deeply Catholic family. He graduated in law from the University of Bari and joined the Democrazia Cristiana early, becoming one of the main figures of his generation. He held high-profile political positions, including Minister of Justice and President of the party, and was known for his ability to mediate and for the “Historical Compromise,” an attempt to open dialogue between the Christian Democrats and the Italian Communist Party.

He was married to Eleonora Chiavarelli and had five children, with his family and Catholic faith being central to his life.

On March 16, 1978, Moro was kidnapped in Rome by a commando of the Brigate Rosse, who killed his five bodyguards in Via Fani. He was held for 55 days under difficult conditions, while the Italian government refused official negotiations. On May 9, 1978, his body was found in a Renault 4 on Via Caetani, symbolically between the offices of the Christian Democrats and the Communist Party, with eleven bullet wounds to the chest.

The Brigate Rosse claimed responsibility, but many historians, journalists, and magistrates highlighted that higher levels of manipulation may have been involved. Magistrate Ferdinando Imposimato spoke of international interests and deviated sectors of the Italian intelligence services; Giuliano Turone analyzed inconsistencies in the investigations, pointing to “dark forces” that may have influenced events; Sergio Flamigni noted the presence of infiltrators within the Brigate Rosse who manipulated the group; Miguel Gotor discussed how state elements or secret apparatus might have facilitated the kidnapping or blocked his release.

According to many scholars, Moro’s murder was not only the result of the terrorist group but also orchestrated by more powerful forces, with infiltrators inside the Brigate Rosse acting on behalf of state or international interests. His life, family, and political ideas stand as testament to the complexity of Italy in the 1970s, and his martyrdom symbolizes the struggle between conscience and the forces that seek to destroy it.

I create this series of images of people who were killed for defending humanity to awaken consciousness, inform, and remind the world of those who stood against injustice, oppression, and abuse of power. These portraits are an invitation not to forget the courage and sacrifice of those who opposed forces that threaten human dignity and freedom. Each image serves as a reminder, an act of memory and resistance, so that their example can inspire others to keep critical awareness alive and fight against indifference.

Before the service trains at the Bluebell the Standard engines were run. Great light for a well orchestrated charter.

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With four idler flats extending their reach a BN crew begins unloading cars off the Incan Superior ferry. This maneuver is carefully orchestrated as to not overturn the vessel.

May 5, 2023 - West of Franklin Nebraska US

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36 Years ago, with a peaked curiosity, I dove feverishly into the world of storm chasing and well, the rest is history. Fast forward a few years and my current journey in storm photography & videography has unlocked a completely new life that I never imagined would exist. Oh how my adventures continue...

Mother Nature definitely orchestrated her magic on this first storm chase of the season. Warm front had positioned itself right over the state of Nebraska. Pulling in all that warm moist air from the south created the perfect conditions for severe thunderstorm development. I was on the hunt & wouldn't be denied this day.

I got to witness 3 very sculptured Supercells that afternoon. The first encounter was north of Franklin Nebraska. Was right along side this beast via Nebraska Hwy 136 & Hwy 10. Storm was cresting to the northeast & I had the perfect view...

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Grand Autumn Orchestration I

For this commanding still life,with its richly orchestrated play of overlapping shapes,patterns,colors,and textures Cézanne relied on a stock of familiar objects.The raffia-corded ginger jar,for example,is featured more than a dozen compositions,including three of comparable verve dating to the early 1890s

'Hallelujah'!

Written by Leonard Cohen

Orchestrated and arranged by Roy Tan

Performed by Roy Tan (Piano) & Rosemary Siemens (Violin)

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Le soleil se lève à peine sur la côte est de la Tasmanie. Seul au milieu de la rive rocheuse, un arbre frêle se dresse face à l'océan. De ses branches graciles, il semble orchestrer le ciel, le sol et la mer qui entament pour lui la plus belle des symphonies.

Premier prix / First prize

119e Exposition SPAQ

THE CONDUCTOR

The sun is barely rising on the east coast of Tasmania. Alone in the middle of the rocky shore, a frail tree stands facing the ocean. With its slender branches, it seems to orchestrate the sky, the ground and the sea which begin for him the most beautiful of symphonies.

May 5, 2023 - West of Holdrege Nebraska US

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36 Years ago, with a peaked curiosity, I dove feverishly into the world of storm chasing and well, the rest is history. Fast forward a few years and my current journey in storm photography & videography has unlocked a completely new life that I never imagined would exist. Oh how my adventures continue...

Mother Nature definitely orchestrated her magic on this first storm chase of the season. Warm front had positioned itself right over the state of Nebraska. Pulling in all that warm moist air from the south created the perfect conditions for severe thunderstorm development. I was on the hunt & wouldn't be denied this day.

Supercell #3

Hwy 6 westbound to Holdrege Nebraska. Where I encountered this Monster Supercell just to the west of Holdrege Nebraska.

Nicely defined structure on this storm cell as it crested almost due east towards my location.

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The Bay Lights is an iconic light sculpture designed by world-renowned artist Leo Villareal. This stunning fine arts experience will shine from dusk until 2:00 a.m. on the San Francisco Bay Bridge West Span from March 5, 2013 through 2015.

THE ARTIST

World-renowned artist Leo Villareal is a pioneer in the use of LEDs (light-emitting diodes) and computer-driven imagery. He orchestrates complex, dazzling sculptures combining encoded programming and the most intangible of media: light.

May 5, 2023 - East of Wilcox Nebraska US

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Mother Nature definitely orchestrated her magic on this first storm chase of the season. Warm front had positioned itself right over the state of Nebraska. Pulling in all that warm moist air from the south created the perfect conditions for severe thunderstorm development. I was on the hunt & wouldn't be denied this day.

I got to witness 3 very sculptured Supercells that afternoon....

As I was exiting & had moved out of range of the Franklin Nebraska Supercell. I was in route to Wilcox Nebraska due to the next storm had just crested over the horizon. Didn't need radar to tell me this.

Was just west of Wilcox & the dirt roads hadn't been rained on yet. (I usually don't travel them anymore if they are) Now a few miles due west of Wilcox & south to watch this 2nd Supercell develop.

This was the backside of the exiting Franklin Nebraska cell I had just encountered now to my due southeast.

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I had the pleasure of visiting the National Trust gardens at Sheffield Park today and although the weather was overcast, it made for some great images of the installation in the gardens and on the lakes.

Nellie’s Arctic Adventure brings to life the story of the remarkable Nellie Soames, former owner at Sheffield Park and one of the first women to venture into the Arctic.

Helen Agnes ‘Nellie’ Peel, the granddaughter of Prime Minister Sir Robert Peel, was just 23 years old when she left London in 1893 aboard the steam-yacht Blencathra bound for the Arctic inspired by ‘youth and a love for adventure’.

Visitors are invited to delve into the tale of this astonishing journey in the winter trail:

Nellie’s Arctic Adventure. Her story, as described in excerpts from her book Polar Gleams, is brimming with adventure offering something of interest to all.

Nellie’s link with Sheffield Park came in 1919 when she married owner Arthur Gilstrap Soames, the passionate plantsman who orchestrated much of the stunning Spring and Autumn colour in the Grade I Listed garden.

Sheffield Park has once again commissioned community artist, Roy Kelf, of Kelf Kreations, to create the centrepieces of the trail depicting the eccentric characters and glistening ice landscapes Nellie encountered on her Arctic adventure.

Kelf enlisted the help of young artists in a series of workshops at local primary schools to create the clever constructions, using his ingenious technique of repurposing used plastic containers. Highlights include the great polar bear and an ice cave in which to immerse the senses in the shimmering lights and sounds Nellie described so vividly in her account.

As well as delighting visitors of all ages, the sculptures carry an important message of sustainability and the preservation of places of natural beauty and historic interest for future generations. (Taken from Absolute Magazine)

Song: You're as cold as ice (Foreigner)

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The temple terraces of the Inca town Ollantaytambo built in the 15th century. After escaping capture and fleeing Cuzco from the Spanish Conquistadors, the Inca Emperor Manco Inca made this town the temporary Inca capital. From here he orchestrated attacks on the Spanish in both Cuzco and Lima. However despite defending Ollantaytambo from a Spanish expeditionary force in 1537, Manco Inca considered the site untenable so once again moved the capital to Vilcabamba, effectively giving up the highlands of his empire.

May 5, 2023 - West of Holdrege Nebraska US

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Mother Nature definitely orchestrated her magic on this first storm chase of the season. Warm front had positioned itself right over the state of Nebraska. Pulling in all that warm moist air from the south created the perfect conditions for severe thunderstorm development. I was on the hunt & wouldn't be denied this day.

Supercell #3

Hwy 6 westbound to Holdrege Nebraska. Where I encountered this Monster Supercell just to the west of Holdrege Nebraska.

Nicely defined structure on this storm cell as it crested almost due east towards my location.

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The park, located at the feet of the city's ancient acropolis was commissioned by Pope Gregory XVI in 1835 to rebuild the bed of the Aniene River, which had been damaged by the flood of 1826. Since ancient times, the river formed a wide curve around the acropolis, after which it fell from a limestone's spur into the plain below. The river formed originally four falls, now reduced to two. The site had a strategical importance since it commanded the transumanza path from Abruzzo along the path which later became the Via Valeria. The Romans had already built here hydraulic manufacts, 12 of which are known by findings today.

It had fallen into ruins by the end of the 20th century, but was reopened to the public in 2005 thanks to a major landscape recovery project orchestrated by Fondo Ambiente Italiano (FAI), the National Trust of Italy.

Villa Gregoriana consists mainly of thick woodlands with paths that lead to the caves of Neptune and the Sirens, which form part of a series of gorges and cascades, and to the Great Waterfall.

The Aniene river valley and Villa Gregoriana were submitted in 2006 for consideration as a UNESCO World Heritage Site.

Harpist/teacher Sharlene Wallace instructing and orchestrating 65 harpists in the Huron Harp Festival 2025.

Port Elgin, Ontario

Canada

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Black and white photography is a meticulous exploration of light, contrast, tone, and shadow. In this monochromatic realm, devoid of color distractions, photographers delve into the raw essence of visual elements. Light functions as a sculptor, shaping subjects and orchestrating a dance of highlights and shadows. Contrast takes a leading role, defining the boundaries between light and dark, amplifying the inherent drama in each frame. Tone, with its subtle gradations, adds depth and texture, transforming a simple image into a captivating narrative. Shadow, a silent partner to light, contributes to the composition's complexity, lending a mysterious quality to the overall visual experience. In the world of black and white photography, the artist's discerning eye transforms a snapshot into art, where each nuance communicates a profound story.

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May 5, 2023 - West of Holdrege Nebraska US

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Mother Nature definitely orchestrated her magic on this first storm chase of the season. Warm front had positioned itself right over the state of Nebraska. Pulling in all that warm moist air from the south created the perfect conditions for severe thunderstorm development. I was on the hunt & wouldn't be denied this day.

Supercell #3

Hwy 6 westbound to Holdrege Nebraska. Where I encountered this Monster Supercell just to the west of Holdrege Nebraska.

Nicely defined structure on this storm cell as it crested almost due east towards my location.

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Geese backlit during the big blast off. The sound of them taking off was thunderous. Hagerman Wildlife Refuge, Texas, USA, November 2020

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Mesmeric Landscape.

تتفجر الألوان الرومانسية اللغات ذات الصلة المنعطفات الملذات البصرية والأشجار الأرجوانية الفردية شفرات العشب تأملات منضبطة,

teintes formidables jaunes faisant écho rouges éclaboussés natures véhémentes orchestrations bleus artistiques attentions découvertes beauté naturelle,amour éternel harmonie parfaite énergies décoratives,

balansera djupa nyanser lysande daubs grafisk teater tjocklek texturer oväntade vingar abstraktioner förmedlar viskande nyanser,

βαθιές διαστάσεις αποτυπώσεις ταπισερί που αντανακλούν συναισθηματικές εντάσεις κλασσική ώχρα συνεχείς αναλογίες συμβιβάζοντας την ειρήνη,

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驚くべき野生の花数え切れないほどの倍音重要なコントラスト気まぐれなオレンジ電気体験直感性のおかげで創造力を振りかけるクリーム創造力散水クリーム.

Steve.D.Hammond.

Day 38 (v 14.0) - all conducting

Buena Park began as a small rural community, settled by German and Swedish farmers. The earliest developments in the area occurred in the 1860s, with the construction of large mansions amidst a rural country landscape in what was then known as Lakeview Township. Among those mansions was one built by James Waller in the 1850s, the Buena Estate, from which the neighborhood derives its name. Thus began a housing boom of distinctive Italianate, Georgian-era and Prairie-style single-family homes on streets lined with canopied trees leading to the lakefront.

This was followed shortly with a boom in mid-sized apartment building construction. One of those developers was land speculator John Cochran, who encouraged multifamily housing west of what is now Broadway. He also orchestrated building the Northwestern Elevated Railroad Company tracks near his developments, spurring further development and making Uptown one of the most populous communities in Chicago. However, Cochran and other developers favored single-family housing east of Broadway, so Buena Park still retains a much lower density profile than the rest of the Uptown community.

On the first day of fall, nature orchestrates a vibrant transition, casting its chromatic spell upon the world. Trees, once cloaked in emerald attire, suddenly burst into a flamboyant dance of amber, ruby, and gold. The air, crisper and fragrant, carries the promise of cozy evenings by the fire and mugs brimming with spiced warmth. Leaves, like confetti at a grand celebration, tumble from their lofty perches, swirling in playful patterns as if bidding a spirited farewell to summer's sun-kissed days. It's a season that beckons us to embrace change with open arms, as we fall into autumn's enchanting embrace, where every rustle of a leaf and whisper of the wind becomes a part of the wondrous symphony of the natural world.

LeeLoo's World

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Everyday I drive by this house on my way home. Throughout the seasons the extravaganza changes and brings delight to all who pass by and take the time to slow down. Recently I was driving home and saw the gardener composer at work. Thrilled to meet the one who had planted or should I say orchestrated and tended the plants to bloom in concerted time, I stopped to meet her. I told her that for as long as I have lived in this part of town, her yard has been a source of pleasure each day and how much I appreciated all her hard work. Just as her garden, the gardener exuberated such warmth and joy. She invited me to come back and tour the backyard as well and take photos to my heart's content. An honor to be sure.

For some reason the nebular region around Alnitak seems very festive to me. Due to the strict COVID-19 lockdown in the Bay Area, I imaged this region from my backyard under Bortle 7 sky, using NINA to orchestrate a multi-night capture for a total of over 6 hours of data. The original images suffered from strong light pollution gradients and circular reflections from Alnilam and presumably from Theta Orionis, which were quite unsightly. I corrected both of them using Vicent Peris’s multiscale gradient technique, using wide-field imagery kindly provided by Giorgio Ferrari to model the background.

Telescope: AT130EDT

Reducer/flattener: TSRED379

Camera: Nikon D5500a – no filter

91 x 240s lights

Built probably by the start of the 9th century and converted into its present form in the 11th, the crypt under the basilica’s high altar is divided into a nave and two aisles by the six columns supporting the cross vaults. The walls and ceiling are completely covered by a majestic fresco cycle, which is likely to be from the late 12th century. The main themes are scenes from the Passion (lunettes), figures of saints (vault corbels), the story of Saints Hermagoras and Fortunatus (top of the walls), and a draped design (foot of the walls). The individual subjects unite perfectly into a complete, beautifully orchestrated work, which cannot fail to impress.

We are so lucky in Aberdeen to have the Spectra Festival each February, bringing light installations to brighten the darkness. This is Sky Castle by ENESS - an interactive sound and light installation which responds to the motion of people moving through it. “Light colour and music have been orchestrated to evoke the joy and hope that rainbows bring after every storm.” It’s truly wonderful - as are all the other pieces.