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Verdun, Montreal, Quebec, Canada
"This mural, covering 130 square meters, is a reproduction of an original painting by artist Miyuki Tanobe, commissioned by MU. It depicts winter play in an urban setting, daily life in a vibrant Montreal neighborhood with a few anachronisms for good measure. The mural was completed over a nine-week period by muralist Annie Hamel and MU’s artistic team.
The mural celebrates the work of Miyuki Tanobe and accordingly, is part of a series entitled Hommage aux bâtisseurs culturels montréalais, initiated by MU in 2010. This Japanese-born artist settled in Montreal in 1971. Created in the Nihonga style, her colourful and vibrant artwork often portrays scenes of everyday life in Montreal and can be seen in many international museums.
Mural arts workshops were also offered to Verdun youth taking part in activities orchestrated by l’Ancre des jeunes, a local community organization."
from
muralroutes.ca/mural/le-montreal-de-miyuki-tanobe
When Autumn Leaves Begin to Fall
by Kathleen Higham
When autumn leaves begin to fall
I think of Him most of all
Colors bursting with the sun
Rays shine down on everyone.
There is a leafy autumn smell
I walk on softness where they fell
Floating gently to the ground
Touching down without a sound.
Animal are scurrying to and fro
Instinctively the creatures know
The leaves scatterered everywhere
Beautifies a place once bare.
Rising up to the bluest sky
A tree looks down, creaks a sigh
Nestled in her hollowed place
Life will wait through winter's race.
When the tress at last have shed
Sturdy branches though not dead
Beneath the earth roots hold tight
Tall and stately through the night.
When autumn leaves begin to fall
The Father orchestrates it all
Blooms in waiting seem to say
He is coming back someday.
Again dressed in a formal gown
Branches filled and hanging down
See the miracle of God once more
Birds leap from her branch to soar.
Here I stand in wonder of this
A soft wind blows to me a kiss
My spirit tells my mind to hush
Peace abounds in Christ for us.
The seasons change, come and go
But this is what I truly know
When autumn leaves begin to fall
I think of Him most of
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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Surreal is a large-scale collaborative project highlighting eight artists with entirely different worlds.
Set within a surreal environment imagined and built by Carolyn Handrick, with decorations by Aeala, each creator was given full freedom to share whatever they wished.
The only constraints: a maximum of 300 prims and limiting sound to the inside surface of each bubble.
The result? A constellation of immersive installations where each 40-meter bubble becomes a surprising and singular universe.
This project continues the spirit of collaborative work initiated with the Banksy Museum & Gallery, celebrating the power of shared creation in Second Life.
Each bubble is an invitation to travel: be curious, move, fly, click… interactivity reveals itself through movement.
🎨 Artists
Marea Praga – Sculptor and fashion creator, she blends paintings, drawings and photographs from real life with virtual shapes and garments. Her surreal works blur the boundaries between tangible art and avatars.
MarVayu Anante – Photographer and poet, she explores identity between real and virtual. Her often monochrome images transform exhibition spaces into places of contemplation and emotion.
Völva aka Morlita Quan– Sound and visual artist, she composes intense and personal worlds where musical experimentation and imagery intertwine, creating unique sensory journeys.
Shiny Starchild – Creator of soundscapes, DJ and performer, he weaves immersive and vibrant atmospheres, inviting both inner and collective exploration.
Matou Diesel – Photographer and creator, he works with images from SL and AI. His art merges visual aesthetics with social critique, often within collaborative projects.
Carolyn Handrick – Artist and organizer, she combines reworked photography, scripted installations and strong aesthetic choices, while orchestrating large-scale collective projects.
Zahra aka Saro – Visual artist, she sensitively explores SL’s imagery and textures, creating works that move between poetry and abstraction.
Wan Laryukov – Multidisciplinary artist, she expresses herself through immersive builds and images, shaping universes where imagination takes form.
Aeala – Emerging SL artist, she creates intuitive and experimental visual works, inviting audiences to feel rather than explain.
Landmark : (opens at 12pm) maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Secret%20Sanctuary/116/133...
💡 To fully enjoy the experience
Use the sim’s windlight setting
Activate PBR mode for optimal rendering
Keep ambient sounds turned on
Media is not required
Gary the steam traction driver . see Orchestrating .
Old Petrie Town
Whiteside . Kurwongbah
via Brisbane
The words of God in the Last Days | "God Himself, the Unique III God's Authority II" Part Five
www.holyspiritspeaks.org/videos/god-himself-the-unique-ii...
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. …”
Recommend to you: God rules
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May 5, 2023 - West of Holdrege Nebraska US
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Watch short time-lapse video of this supercell on Flickr Click Here!
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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Copyright 2023
Dale Kaminski @ NebraskaSC Photography
All Rights Reserved
This image may not be copied, reproduced, published or distributed in any medium without the expressed written permission of the copyright holder.
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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.
Info from Illuminatedriver.london
Emiliano Zapata (1879–1919)
Emiliano Zapata was born on August 8, 1879, in Anenecuilco, Morelos, Mexico, into a poor peasant family. From a young age, he experienced the hardships of rural life and witnessed the injustices perpetrated by landlords and Mexican governments against the peasants.
Zapata became the leader of a revolutionary movement advocating for land and justice for the peasants, opposing local elites and governments that favored the wealthy. His political philosophy was summed up in the slogan "Tierra y Libertad" (Land and Liberty).
During the Mexican Revolution (1910–1920), Zapata led the forces of the Plan de Ayala, fighting for the return of expropriated lands to the peasants and defending the rights of the poorest. He became a symbol of resistance against oppression, corruption, and social injustice.
Zapata was betrayed and assassinated on April 10, 1919, in Cuautla, in an ambush orchestrated by the Mexican government forces. His death did not stop his legacy: he remains a universal symbol of the fight for justice, peasant rights, and the freedom of oppressed peoples.
Zapata's figure has inspired generations of activists, revolutionaries, and movements for land and social justice around the world. His image has become an icon of revolutionary Mexico and popular resistance.
This series of portraits is dedicated to men and women who were killed for defending truth, justice, and humanity. Each imagine is a symbolic act of remembrance — a visual protest against indifference and the corruption of power. “REMEMBER THEY DIED FOR YOU SO THAT HATRED AND INJUSTICE WOULD NOT HAVE THE LAST WORD,” I pay tribute to those who gave their lives so that others could live in dignity and freedom. These images are not just portraits — they are acts of resistance, memory, and love for the human spirit.
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..
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.
♫♫ Orianthi - "Light It Up" - Official Music Video
♫♫
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)
Devoted to the Riot Girls band
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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
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.
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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It was exciting when this Black Bear sow brought her three cubs out onto the beach, but then, when they all clambered up onto a rock and posed for us... well, could we have orchestrated it any better than this? Five photographers were present, and the whirr of shutters firing in burst mode was impressive. We tend to want eye contact, but what are the chances of four wild animals all looking up simultaneously? I didn't worry about it. This isn't a class shot in grade school or a smiling wedding group pose to be admired and then quickly forgotten because of its essential boring nature; these are wild bears doing what they please. Thrilled that they chose to line up for the photographers, I didn't expect smiles.
This particular adult bear can be bold, even aggressive, although she seemed to have toned down these behaviours now that she is responsible for safeguarding her little offspring into the world. A tense moment did develop later that week, however, and this will be the focus of the next two posts.
Note: This image is significantly cropped. I wasn't as close as it may seem, shooting with the 300mm. And we never approached the bears, but rather, let them come to us.
Photographed in bear country on the wild west coast of British Columbia (Canada). Don't use this image on websites, blogs, or other media without explicit permission © 2019 James R. Page - all rights reserved.
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
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.
(...) no waiver, because outcast,
to his passion, spring.
Pablo Neruda
Erik Satie - Gymnopedie No.3 (Orchestrated by Debussy)
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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.
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.
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..
"Enigmatic !!!" (PIERRE / www.flickr.com/photos/sofarsocute/ )
To meld and grow as the environment orchestrates.
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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.
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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
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Richard_Fari%c3%b1a
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?”
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.
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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Before the service trains at the Bluebell the Standard engines were run. Great light for a well orchestrated charter.
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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
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)
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.
The transient beauty of the coast is intricately intertwined with the captivating patterns that emerge in the sand, crafted by the relentless forces of wind and wave. These natural sculptors shape the shoreline, leaving behind ephemeral masterpieces.
As the tides ebb and flow, they orchestrate a delicate dance with the sand. With each advancing wave, the water gently caresses the shore, carrying particles of sand along its journey. As the wave recedes, it relinquishes its cargo, depositing the grains in a meticulous arrangement. This cyclical process, repeated countless times, creates intricate patterns that stretch along the coastline.
The patterns left behind by the retreating tide mimic the ebb and flow of life itself. Swirling ripples, reminiscent of a miniature desert landscape, emerge as the water recedes, their graceful curves and undulating lines transforming the beach into a living work of art. The patterns are at once orderly and chaotic, with intricate geometrical formations intermingling with whimsical curves and asymmetrical shapes.
The wind, a silent artist in its own right, adds its touch to the sculpting process. As it sweeps across the coast, it whispers secrets to the sand, coaxing it to dance in its invisible embrace. The wind's gentle touch lifts fine particles from the beach, carrying them aloft in an intricate ballet. It sculpts the sand into delicate ripples, resembling the soft undulations of fabric.
The interplay between the wind and the tide results in an ever-changing landscape. The patterns shift and evolve, shaped by the combined forces of these elemental sculptors. Ripples become miniature mountains, rising and falling in a transient topography that mirrors the larger contours of the surrounding coast. Each gust of wind and every advancing or receding wave leaves its mark, etching new patterns and erasing old ones, in an eternal cycle of creation and destruction.
These ephemeral patterns serve as a reminder of the impermanence of existence and the transient nature of beauty, as each passing moment alters the landscape, erasing what once was and creating something new. The sands become a canvas for the symphony of time, a tangible reflection of the ever-changing nature of our lives.
The beauty of these fleeting patterns lies not only in their visual allure but also in the emotions they evoke. They inspire a sense of wonder and awe, inviting us to pause and appreciate the intricate designs that nature creates with such effortless grace. The patterns speak of the interconnectedness of all things, the harmonious interplay between the elements, and the constant flux that defines our existence.
In these patterns of nature, we find a profound lesson: that life, like the shifting sands, is ever-changing, and that true beauty lies not in permanence but in the appreciation of the fleeting moments that grace our journey.
May 5, 2023 - East of Wilcox 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....
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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This photo was taken with permission of the parents who were stood each side of this newly painted mural beside Exeter Library. Shortly before the family passed me in the street I had the idea of a young child running away from the old polluted world to the cleaner, more ecologically sound, world depicted for the future. I had to act quickly as I orchestrated the shot and wished I'd caught the young girl with a slightly faster shutter speed. However, I console myself that the slight blur to her face portrays health and vitality for us all in the future we are trying to create.
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.
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.
Photons leaving the sun and arriving eight minutes later to my place, have orchestrated this abstract composition on my bedroom wall with the help of various interferences (atmosphere, windows, curtains, etc.)
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 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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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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