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www.youtube.com/watch?v=8XNewbMQEzo

 

I am also delighted (and very excited) to introduce this particular Light Painting and the back story that goes with it. I created this LP back in December 2014 and the story behind it will bring a smile to my face for some time to come.

 

Back in September of last year someone (thanks Ollie!) suggested that I submit some of my photography work to The Telegraph / Nikon for the 'I am Different' ad campaign that was being launched by the UK arm of Nikon. Weeks passed and I heard nothing back, and so I naturally assumed that my work had not made the cut.

 

However, after another couple of weeks I got an email saying that my work had really impressed them and that they were very keen to work with me on the project idea that I submitted! I cannot describe both the excitement and the nerves that I felt at that point, as I learned that a 6-person camera crew would be flown over to Guernsey to film me making my work. In fact, I still can't quite believe that this all happened!

 

After many hours spent planning the logistical side of things that go hand-in-hand when hosting a camera crew at the start of winter on a small island that is regularly battered by high winds and rain (esp in December!), the actual film shoot went really well I am relieved to say. What an experience! I have to express such thanks to the film crew and in particular Steph who orchestrated the whole shoot. And I thought I was busy!

 

The finished short-film can now be viewed at either of the below links. I hope you enjoy it:

 

www.youtube.com/watch?v=8XNewbMQEzo

 

www.telegraph.co.uk/sponsored/technology/photography-tips/

 

I really hope this incredible coverage helps to spread the word about Light Painting in general. It truly is such a magical & creative process.

 

If anyone out there wants to learn more about Light Painting and Long Exposure photography, then please feel free to check out my Ebook here:

 

www.davidgilliver.com/photography/e-book-launch-day-final...

 

Thanks,

David

The lights at City Hall are orchestrated with intent. Unfortunately, I do not easily discover what this handsome blue commemorates on the evening of November 30, 2018.

sfgov.org/cityhall/lighting

 

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/San_Francisco_City_Hall

This path here in quietude looks like a forgotten secret route. Time has marked the comings and goings from Dunsyre Parish Church to the Old Manse. The sections of each new development can be seen as additional construction blocks with each new section clearly showing differing building technique and fashion in construction changing just as the gravestones show how masons could convey trends and patterns in memorial traditions still evident here in the graveyard where the path between the symbolic stones leads on to the Old Manse.

 

The beautiful Dunsyre Church in South Lanarkshire Scotland is an amazing place to find and to enjoy. The grave makers are old and full of symbolism. The stones and trees hold lichens that attest to the clean air in this tranquil idyll near Biggar and 24 miles from Edinburgh.

 

© PHH Sykes 2023

phhsykes@gmail.com

  

Dunsyre Parish Church

canmore.org.uk/site/48840/dunsyre-parish-church

 

Photographs and research notes relating to graveyard monuments in Dunsyre Churchyard, Lanarkshire.

canmore.org.uk/collection/2222283

 

Dunsyre Church

canmore.org.uk/site/48839/dunsyre-church

 

Dunsyre Manse

canmore.org.uk/site/48853/dunsyre-manse

 

Dunsyre Castle

canmore.org.uk/site/48815/dunsyre-castle

 

Dunsyre Hill

canmore.org.uk/site/48824/dunsyre-hill

 

Layaku (Durbar Square)

 

Bhaktapur Durbar Square is a conglomeration of pagoda and shikhara-style temples, mostly dedicated to Hindu gods and goddesses grouped around a 55-window palace of brick and wood. The square is one of the most charming architectural showpieces of the valley as it highlights the ancient arts of Nepal. The golden effigies of the kings perched on the top of stone monoliths, the guardian deities looking out from their sanctuaries, the wood carvings in every place — struts, lintels, uprights, tympanums, gateways and windows — all seem to form a well-orchestrated symphony.

The royal palace was originally situated at Dattaraya square and was only later moved to the Durbar square location. The square in Bhaktapur was severely damaged by an earthquake in 1934 and hence appears more spacious than the ones at Kathmandu and Patan.

This path here in quietude looks like a forgotten secret route. Time has marked the comings and goings from Dunsyre Parish Church to the Old Manse. The sections of each new development can be seen as additional construction blocks with each new section clearly showing differing building technique and fashion in construction changing just as the gravestones show how masons could convey trends and patterns in memorial traditions still evident here in the graveyard where the path between the symbolic stones leads on to the Old Manse.

 

The beautiful Dunsyre Church in South Lanarkshire Scotland is an amazing place to find and to enjoy. The grave makers are old and full of symbolism. The stones and trees hold lichens that attest to the clean air in this tranquil idyll near Biggar and 24 miles from Edinburgh.

 

© PHH Sykes 2023

phhsykes@gmail.com

  

Dunsyre Parish Church

canmore.org.uk/site/48840/dunsyre-parish-church

 

Photographs and research notes relating to graveyard monuments in Dunsyre Churchyard, Lanarkshire.

canmore.org.uk/collection/2222283

 

Dunsyre Church

canmore.org.uk/site/48839/dunsyre-church

 

Dunsyre Manse

canmore.org.uk/site/48853/dunsyre-manse

 

Dunsyre Castle

canmore.org.uk/site/48815/dunsyre-castle

 

Dunsyre Hill

canmore.org.uk/site/48824/dunsyre-hill

 

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.

Twenty-five brand new Enviro 400 MMC vehicles will enter traffic at Folkestone and Hastings on the Wave group of routes on Monday 5th December prompting a carefully orchestrated cascade the same weekend will allow the withdrawal of the some twenty older Dennis Tridents which are still in the fleet.

 

One such vehicle likely to bite the dust is Stagecoach South East 18292 AE51 VFW which is seen here on Roman Way, Park Farm whilst working route B2. Tuesday 29th November 2016.

 

Having spent the summer on-loan to Eastbourne for use on the ELAC Language School contract it has now returned to its home at Ashford for what is likely to be the final few months of its working career.

 

Dennis Trident - Plaxton President (Ex-Cavalier, Huntingdon & District & Stagecoach in Cambridge)

Dans un petit coin d'humus, deux petits escargots (+/- 5mm) se livraient à un curieux rituel orchestré par la Nature. Une danse étrange : en un glissement rotatif synchronisé, leurs deux corps entremêlés s'échangeaient leur capital génétique dans le but de permettre la continuité de l'espèce. Le plus étrange, c'est que les deux se fécondent et les deux porteront les œufs, fruit de leur union.

 

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In a small corner of humus, two little snails (+/- 5mm) were engaged in a curious ritual orchestrated by Nature. A strange dance: in a synchronized rotating slide, their two bodies interwoven exchanged their genetic capital in order to allow the continuity of the species. The strangest thing is that both of them fertilize each other and they will bear the eggs, fruit of their union.

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.

The Beach Barons Car Club’s 39th Annual Rod Run to the End of the World® car show is being held on September 9th and 10th, 2023.

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ROD RUN TO THE END OF THE WORLD

 

AMAZING… the amount of fun you can have when you run to the end of the world!

 

We are a car club that makes our community better and it all starts with our annual Rod Run to the End of the World!

 

History of the Rod Run

 

The first few years, the event was held in the ball field across from the Ocean Park School. Later, to incorporate the growing number of spectators and participants; the show was held at the old Klipsan airport on the retired grass airstrip. In 1991 over 700 cars were shown.

 

Once again, the Beach Barons™ were faced with finding yet another location when the owners of the airport indicated they would rather not use the land for the Rod Run. In 1993 the event was held for the first time on property leased by the Beach Barons™, and the event swelled from 1140 cars in 1992, to 1200 classic cars and thousands of spectators coming to the Peninsula. The Rod Run to the End of the World was the World™ now recognized throughout the Northwest, and in 1994 the event drew over 1300 entries and 6,000 to 8,000 spectators.

 

During this era, the cities of Ilwaco and Long Beach held street dances to help entertain the growing crowds. There was also a 20-mile long cruise, the length of the Peninsula where spectators could enjoy the great cars. After seven years of successful shows at their leased property, the club moved the event to its newly acquired property on Sandridge Road that was purchased from the Wilson family. The first show at the new Wilson field location was held in 2000.

 

On October 27, 2001, The Beach Barons™ gathered at the clubhouse and enjoyed a party to celebrate the burning of the mortgage papers for a payoff of the twenty-seven acres. Much dedicated participation, hard work, and a tremendous amount of team effort went into acquiring and preparing the land for future shows.

 

The Rod Run is now a successful event created for every classic car enthusiast regardless of age. The Beach Barons™ take a lot of pride in the planning and presentation of a show which offers tourists a well-orchestrated and exciting event, one they will look forward to coming back and enjoying each year. In turn, the car club gives an enormous amount of support and recognition in the area, while promoting tourism on the Peninsula and neighboring cities. The Rod Run is a family favorite and is noted for its emphasis on safety, entertainment, community spirit, and plenty of activities for everyone.

 

If you’re interested in cars, having fun, and want to be part of making our community an even better place to live, click on the Membership link above and learn how you can become a Beach Baron!

beachbarons.com/about-beach-baron-car-club/

 

One of the last Uyghur drivers in Sandaoling watches on with bemusement, becoming the center of attention for a steady trickle of westerners and growing stream of Chinese photographers hoping to catch the Last Great Steam Show on Earth.

 

The JS passing by at left) is all that's left of the old worker's train that used to run out to XiBoliZhan, as employees now ride in the cab down to the loader in the pit. Upon its return to the surface, the loco is now moving up to back onto a rake of coal wagons that it will run with for the rest of the day.

 

Mike Ma orchestrates proceedings in the doorway.

   

268/365 Work with textures

 

♪ Beethoven ♫

 

White Gardenia Night

by Rebecca Wiles

 

Gardenias saturate the night,

clothed in their array of lovely white.

Their fragrance permeates the nose,

and far outshines the perfect rose.

 

White Gardenias take me there,

while I sit upon my chair.

And listen to the crickets play,

in their orchestrative way.

 

I feel blessed to be,

alone in my revery,

on a White Gardenia night!

 

(...)

Drifting downgrade from Hanson, the SD40-2 and SD40-T-for-Tunnel-2 easily slip into Hartline with the 26-car empty HM16, past the quiet old Dormaier clan homestead under an unfriendly eastern Washington sky on a mid-January afternoon last year. In a bit, the conductor will orchestrate the spotting of empties on the two stub tracks that butt up against the homestead property line while the locals hole up in town at Kenice’s Cafe slinging scuttlebutt and sipping soup. A light frosting of snow dresses the fall-harvested fields. She’ll be the leader collecting loads on the way back to Four Lakes from Coulee City a few more miles beyond here. No, there are no tunnels around here nor heavy mountains grades for that former Cotton Belt Tunnel Motor to push through or climb, but she was a reliable and a damned good puller even after nearly freezing to death, literally. Froze up solid from having been shut down in sub freezing temperature without dumping her water. But we brought her back from the brink to run again. She was always a welcome sight to see in the consist and damn sad to see her leave us and our tunnelless CW Sub. (©16Jan19)

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#sonymirrorless #pnwphotographer #pnwwonderland #easternwashington #frozen #wheat #murica #scuttlebutt #mountains #tunnel #harvest #railwayphotography #railway

From Wikipedia: The Siege of Tyre was orchestrated by Alexander the Great in 332 BC during his campaigns against the Persians. The Macedonian army was unable to capture the city, which was a strategic coastal base on the Mediterranean Sea, through conventional means because it was on an island and had walls right up to the sea. Alexander responded to this problem by first blockading and besieging Tyre for seven months, and then by building a causeway that allowed him to breach the fortifications.

 

It is said that Alexander was so enraged at the Tyrians' defence of their city and the loss of his men that he destroyed half the city. According to Arrian, 8,000 Tyrian civilians were massacred after the city fell. Alexander granted pardon to all who had sought sanctuary (safety in the temple), including Azemilcus and his family, as well as many nobles. 30,000 residents and foreigners, mainly women and children, were sold into slavery.

Scene found at „Moving Islands“, arranged by Eupalinos Ugain.

 

This picture is based on a part of the collaboration project „Moving Islands“ orchestrated by Eupalinos Ugain on LEA20

 

The Sim shows a "Cosmogony of Rafts and other improbable floating beings". All is spectacular, all is moving. Absolutely worth a visit

link to the destination

  

See more at the LEA-Blog

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Moving Islands

 

Participating Artists:

 

● Alpha Auer - www.flickr.com/photos/alpha_auer/

● Artistide Despres - artist-id.blogspot.com/

● Aston Leisen - www.flickr.com/photos/aston_leisen/

● CapCat Ragu - www.flickr.com/photos/capcatragu/

● Cica Ghost - www.flickr.com/photos/64860898@N05/

● Cutea Benelli - www.flickr.com/photos/grimbros/

● Derek Michelson

● Eupalinos Ugajin - eupalinosugajin.wordpress.com/

● Haveit Neox - accalpha.blogspot.com/

● Kake Broek - www.flickr.com/photos/13539895@N06/

● Kikas Babenco - www.flickr.com/photos/kikas_babenco/

● Livio Korobase - www.flickr.com/photos/liviokorobase/

● Maclane Mills - www.flickr.com/photos/absence/

● Marmaduke Arado - www.flickr.com/photos/28090997@N03/

● Maya Paris

● Meilo Minotaur - www.flickr.com/photos/meilominotaur/

● Merlino Mayo - www.flickr.com/photos/merlinomayo/

● Oberon Onmura - www.flickr.com/photos/oberon_onmura/

● Ole Etzel - www.flickr.com/photos/boned/

● Pallina60 Loon - www.flickr.com/photos/pallina60loon/

● Scottius Polke - srolfe.com/

● Simotron Aquila - www.flickr.com/photos/simotron/

● Takio Ra

●Uan Ceriaptrix - www.flickr.com/photos/uanguz/

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More pictures from the LEA-ART-project, see my set "LEA - Linden Endowment for the Arts" - Follow this link

 

(More information about the LEA project on the LEA-Website - follow this link)

 

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The "Somewhere in sl" picture series (or "The Adventures of WuWai in Second Life") is my guide and bookmark folder to wonderful, artful, curious or in other way remarkably sims of second life with travel guide WuWai Chun.

 

(More pictures of WuWai's adventures: Follow this link)

 

You can find some of the pictures in world at my homeland

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I can sit here, watch this and listen to this piece from Vivaldi all day!

 

www.youtube.com/watch?v=e2wBXUEz_sQ

 

Have a peaceful Sunday my friends!

 

Looks better in Large. Hit F11 and then the "L" key or click on

the photo for a close up view!

 

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Greenwich Junction. June 3, 2005

 

Unfortunately fifteen years later, every movement of the BKRR has the propensity to become a Facebook orchestrated 'EVENT'.

new camera- so taking lotsa pics for the coffee table book.... sorry for bottle overkill

 

Bottle for rent- Garden Genie required: Full room and board provided.

Duties: light weeding, ensuring red flowers all year round, filling of birdbaths, rain dances, worm feeding, birdsong orchestrating, rainbow creating...and other necessities..

 

Materials:

Bottle from the dump (Thanks Jim and Jill :) 82cms tall including stopper- Lemon ruski bottle. Plastic flowers, stained glass, irridescent glass, vitreous tile, glass gems, winkelman porcelain tile, glass tile, mexican smalti blobs, mirror, ball chain, tempered glass, millefiori, glass ladybirds and bees. Midnight grout.

Sleek lines, polished highlights and red accents. The BMW in the background is quite stylish too. An unholy trinity of commercial, automotive and street photography in an interesting fusion blend. Just so we're clear, I photographed what was there and did not orchestrate two badly matched subjects.

 

Thank you for any and all views, faves, invites to groups, comments and constructive critique. I’m not keen on: invitations to post 1 award 3; copy and paste comments (you know who you are); or links to your work. If you like my images there is a good chance I will like yours and I tend to reciprocate views as a matter of courtesy and personal interest. All my images are my own original work, under my copyright, with all rights reserved. This means asking the owner's permission, and obtaining it, before using the image for ANY purpose.

 

Copyright infringement is theft.

christian music " The Sorrow of Corrupt Mankind" God's Revelation of Corrupt Mankind in the Last Days

 

Introduction

Walking through the ages with God, who's known that God rules all things, the fate of all living beings, orchestrating, guiding everything? This has eluded human minds not because God's ways are vague or His plan hasn't been realized. For man's heart and spirit are far from God. Even as they follow God, though they may not see, they are still in service to Satan. No one seeks out God's footsteps or His appearance. None desire His care and watch of them. But they're willing to depend on the evil one to adapt to this world and its creeds. And man's heart and spirit fall into Satan's hands, and become the food on which it feeds. They become the food on which it feeds⋯⋯

 

recommenda to you: praise and worship music

In 2012, I had the rare privilege of serving as the Dalai Lama’s official photographer during his visit to the Massachusetts Institute of Technology. From the moment he arrived at Boston Logan Airport, the week unfolded as an improbable blend of spiritual retreat and high-level diplomacy. The motorcade waited on the tarmac, engines idling. The leadership of the Tibetan government in exile stood assembled in quiet anticipation. Nearby, agents from the U.S. State Department’s Diplomatic Security Service scanned the perimeter with a watchfulness honed by years of protocol and practice. Then His Holiness stepped off the plane, smiling as if he were arriving at a family reunion rather than a geopolitical moment.

 

I had been invited by my friend and host for the week, the Venerable Tenzin Priyadarshi, president and CEO of the Dalai Lama Center for Ethics and Transformative Values at MIT. Tenzin lives at the intersection of tradition and innovation. A monk with the mind of a systems thinker, he had orchestrated a remarkable week of dialogues and encounters. Scientists, philosophers, entrepreneurs, artists, and spiritual leaders had been invited to take part in something that felt more like a human experiment than a conference.

 

After the tarmac greetings, the Dalai Lama was driven to the Charles Hotel in Cambridge, where he would prepare for a whirlwind of meetings, blessings, and talks. I had photographed public figures before, politicians, astronauts, Nobel laureates...but nothing prepared me for the duality of this assignment. It was deeply peaceful and spiritual. And it was also a bit like traveling with a rock star. There were motorcades and packed auditoriums, rooms full of admirers and elaborate security logistics. But inside all that machinery, the Dalai Lama moved with disarming simplicity.

 

He was fully present. Always. He looked everyone in the eye. He laughed often, sometimes with a hint of mischief, and had a way of making each interaction feel like the most important thing happening in the world. And maybe, for that moment, it was.

 

He greeted Sting and James Taylor with the same warmth and curiosity he offered to the hotel housekeeping staff. He didn’t play favorites. His kindness wasn’t performative. It was his baseline setting. He often reached out and held people’s hands—not out of obligation, but as a kind of offering. A small moment of shared humanity. I watched people light up, tear up, fall into silence. His touch was light, but it landed deep.

 

Photographing him was one of the most unusual creative experiences of my life. The energy around him could be chaotic, but he wasn’t. There were long stretches of stillness, small windows of time where nothing needed to happen. And then a sudden rush into a room filled with thousands. I often lowered my camera just to stand in it. To witness the quiet magnitude of someone who had made peace his life’s work, and actually lived it.

 

I remember one morning, just before a private session, he was sitting alone in a small conference room, sipping tea. He began humming softly to himself. When he noticed me, he smiled and nodded. I raised the camera slightly. Another nod.

 

It’s always risky to meet your heroes. But he didn’t disappoint. He disarmed the myth, and left something better in its place. Something real.

In the midst of an unusually stormy day in the Karoo, just a stone's throw away from the banks of the Vaal River, Class 25NC No. 3437 charges forward with its formidable freight consist, ascending the steep bank departing from Broadwaters. It's an unforgettable sight, as the locomotive embarks on its inland journey toward Salt Lake and Belmont.

 

This historic moment was captured during an unforgettable Farrail tour, masterfully orchestrated by the exceptional team at New Cape Central Railway. Our heartfelt gratitude goes to Steamnet2000 for their invaluable support, making this extraordinary experience possible!

 

Broadwaters, Douglas

June 2023

~Harry Mahtar.

 

I've been so neglectful.....apologies Flickr Friends...life is extremely busy. My little (and big) ones give me very few moments to hold my camera let alone process or browse Flickr these days. But I've been pointed in the direction of Flickr for the iPhone & am hoping I might get a chance to peep in now & then on the fly! :))

 

So a belated Merry Christmas & Happy New Years to you all!!

xoxo

NGC 1566, sometimes known as the Spanish Dancer, is an intermediate spiral galaxy in the southern constellation of Dorado. Its delicate arms swirl gracefully around its core like a cosmic ballet. In this celestial dance, untold numbers of stars, gas, and dust perform a cosmic waltz, orchestrated by the invisible hand of gravity.

 

At the heart of NGC 1566 lies a supermassive black hole, weighing in at roughly 10 million solar masses. Much like the fabled sea monsters of Earth's oceans, this cosmic leviathan devours any celestial material that strays too close to its gravitational maw. Yet, paradoxically, this very same dark heart fuels the luminous brilliance of NGC 1566's core, a region known as an active galactic nucleus.

 

The light from NGC 1566 has travelled across the vast expanses of space for 40 million years before gracing our eyes. As we gaze upon its celestial beauty, we are also peering back through time, witnessing an era when our planet was still in its prehistoric infancy. In this sense, we are both explorers of the universe and time travellers, embarking on a cosmic odyssey with each new celestial discovery.

 

(The original data was acquired from Telescope Live, which I processed using Pixinsight and Photoshop).

“Ayen is an anomaly of nature. While Masters of Jungle have made their occasional appearances, Ayen seems to breathe in their very nature, feeling for the life she holds power over. Some say that she is actually made of plant life rather than the biomechanical makeup of other Toa.

 

As she is not one of the six main races of Matoran, Ayen settled first with the Ko-Matoran, and then with Le-Matoran, when she left Talis. She possessed some affinity for plant life even before becoming a Toa, so the jungles of Le-Erkelon are a fitting home for her. As Toa, she rose to become the deputy of the Toa Vihagu, and in many cases the strategic orchestrator of the team when Zerkah’s lack of planning became problematic.

 

Ayen has two distinct personalities which she alters between fairly regularly. Ordinarily, she is one of the most caring and nurturing individuals one can meet, and often playful and adventurous. But when pushed into a negative situation or after a traumatic event, she grows hostile and aloof - sometimes venomous. One can take note of her form by analyzing the vines on her back - a vibrant green when light, a sickly black when dark.

 

Notably, Ayen is the only Toa Vihagu who is regularly unarmed. Her life-based abilities, including orchestrating the actions of plantlife and accelerating biological repair, require no tools. In her darker form, the only form in which she is seen fighting offensively, she often uses a pair of whips formed from dead vines.”

The were a lot of seagulls around the other week when we went Whimbrel hunting at Nudgee Beach. They moved about a bit, flocking here and there but in the end congregated in one particular spot, in the middle of which, orchestrating operations was one very lonely Egret. Didn't seem to bother it, just hung around probably giving orders! Zoom in, you might see something I missed.

 

Container cranes at the Port of Brisbane in the background.

Members from the Fleet Reconnaissance & Operations Group (FROG) conducted fast rope training at their dedicated facility.

 

The Fleet Reconnaissance and Operations Group (FROG) is the Royal Victorian Navy’s Special Operations Capable Unit. It includes the Royal Victorian Navy’s Maritime Action Teams and the Royal Victorian Marines’ Commando Raider Company. In addition to reconnaissance, the unit specialize in direct action with a maritime component. Examples are the seizures and occupation of gas/oil platforms (GOPLAT) and the Visit, Board, Search, and Seizure (VBSS) of ships during Maritime Interdiction Operations (MIO), as well as orchestrating close air support, a vital skill exercised in DA missions. Commando Raiders forward observe from static positions and spider holes for artillery and naval gunfire support, or ordnance and payload delivery.

 

Note: The story, all names, characters, and incidents are fictitious.

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.

Bokehistan is a term usually used by Dustin Diaz to define the out of focus area which are usually filled with creamy lights.

 

I found this in one of my old pictures and I think the creamy bokeh here is to die for. Although no lights were used for this shot, I did fire them for the 1BlackMalaysia, Choices of Voice and Villain shot. Yes, they were shot together with this image on that day.

 

I am losing out on ideas for the Project 365. Hopefully I'll get the inspiration tomorrow to orchestrate a shot.

 

Worth a view in black

The pink Cosmoses were swaying in the gentle breeze and the water from a tiny stream was rolling relentlessly through the rocks. I was letting me well alone, sitting on a distant rock, for a period unknown. Suddenly, I felt the invisible touch of a master composer orchestrating from somewhere. I could completely visualize the eternal melody and felt its resonance in my blood stream. I realized that the universal soul has its appeal and our distracted souls seldom respond to it, but it is only when we remain quiet and listen to the nature with all our senses wide open, can we listen to its eternal melody.

  

[Composed straight from the camera and Photographed at Darjeeling Rock Garden, without stand.]

   

The legendary composer, musician and producer, Brian Eno, performed his new concert at the Royal Festival Hall. It featured an orchestral adaptation of his 2016 album, The Ship, with the Baltic Sea Philharmonic, and was orchestrated and conducted by Kristjan Järvi.

 

The show featured the actor Peter Serafinowicz, and long-time collaborators guitarist Leo Abrahams and programmer Peter Chilvers, and performer Melanie Pappenheim.

 

Eno had a bad cold during this concert... But he carried on with the show, and sung well, despite his husky voice at the interludes.

 

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"Eno has only ever played a handful of shows. The last time, in 2021 at the Acropolis in Athens, he played with his brother Roger Eno to a standing ovation from a sold-out theatre.

 

"The award-winning Baltic Sea Philharmonic is a distinctive ensemble where musicians perform entirely from memory whilst standing. Baltic Sea Philharmonic are led by their charismatic founder, conductor Kristjan Järvi, and are known for dynamic interpretations of commissions such as the acclaimed German TV series Babylon Berlin.

 

"These performances also coincide with his attendance at the 2023 Venice Biennale Musica, where he is being honoured with the Golden Lion lifetime achievement award.

 

"Ships was originally commissioned by La Biennale di Venezia for a premiere performance at the 2023 Biennale Musica."

 

Brian Eno & Baltic Sea Philharmonic

Mextures and LensLight on iPhone

A pair of the Grafton and Upton Railroad's vintage EMD's bring a few cars of sheetrock to G&U Logistix in Hopedale, Massachusetts, on a beautiful fall morning. The G&U had six "vintage" EMD products for power at the time, and were nice enough to send an extra out with their beautiful F7 in the lead on the southbound trip. Big thanks to Steve Carlson for orchestrating the move and calling in a favor to get sun the whole chase! Also, thanks to a fellow enthusiast for providing the equally as beautiful Buick Skylark for s perfect prop!

 

Upton, MA.

October 2014

The Battle of Toulouse was one of the final battles of the Napoleonic Wars, four days after Napoleon's surrender of the French Empire to the nations of the Sixth Coalition. Having pushed the demoralised and disintegrating French Imperial armies out of Spain in a difficult campaign the previous autumn, the Allied British-Portuguese and Spanish army under the Marquess of Wellington pursued the war into southern France in the spring of 1814.

Toulouse, the regional capital, proved stoutly defended by Marshal Soult. One British and two Spanish divisions were badly mauled in bloody fighting on 10 April, with Allied losses exceeding French casualties by 1,400. As Wellington pulled back to reorganize his shattered units, Soult held the city for an additional day before orchestrating an escape from the town with his entire army.

Wellington's entry on the morning of 12 April was acclaimed by a great number of French Royalists, validating Soult's earlier fears of potential fifth column elements within the city. That afternoon, the official word of Napoleon's abdication and the end of the war reached Wellington. Soult agreed to an armistice on 17 April.

 

Well, I wanted to do a build involving my redcoats and bluecoats, and I thought it would be fun this time to actually depict a real battle in history. So, I turned to the Napoleonic Wars. Thanks for viewing! :)

  

"Far out in a radiant ocean glinting like quicksilver there lies a solitary little lead-coloured land. The tiny rocky shore is to the vast ocean just about the same as a grain of sand to the floor of a dance hall. But seen beneath a magnifying glass, this grain of sand is nevertheless a whole world with mountains and valleys, sounds and fjords and houses with small people ….."

 

This is the opening of the beautifully orchestrated novel "The Lost Musicians" (1950), by the famous Faroese writer William Heinesen (1900-1991).

 

Last year I visited these wonderful Faroe islands, in the middle of the North Atlantic Ocean, halfway between Norway and Iceland. The atmosphere was mythical, the views seemed to evoke poetry. It is not surprising that, despite the limited number of inhabitants a multitude of literary trends and techniques are represented in Faroese literature.

In the coming series I will therefore combine my images with texts by well known Faroese writers. It would be my pleasure if you could enjoy them.

Thank you so much for visiting my photostream.

 

Camera: Pentax 67II, medium format, 75mm f2.8 SMC, Lee orange filter and medium grad 0.45.

Film: Fujifilm Neopan Acros 100 II medium format, developer: Ilford DDX, 1+4, 20C, 10min. 2 inversions every 30 sec.

 

Film is alive.

 

"We ran out of water in the tent so I'm going to fill this bottle up"

 

The child pictured here was forced to live with his family in a tent due to the continuous shelling over the Damascus suburb of Ghouta, which are run by the Assad regime and supported by their Russian allies and have destroyed hundreds of civilian homes in Ghouta alone. The tent which this child and his family live in is located amongst a pile of unused rockets, which are at a highly dangerous risk of exploding and completely destroying all the surroundings if a bomb was to hit them.

 

Ghouta has been besieged from the ground and bombed from the skies for around four years so far, an effort orchestrated by the Assad regime that attempts to force the civilians to evacuate their homes or surrender.

 

Eastern Ghouta, Damascus, Syria.

04-10-2016

Dinner on the rocks at Banyan Tree Bintan.

 

Ascend to the dramatic rocks beachside, where a personal chef and waiter orchestrate dinner amidst the hypnotic sounds of the sea.

As the Earth rolled over it was an unexpected pleasure to become a witness to this vividly orchestrated sunrise. As soon as the Sun started going over the horizon the sunlight simply lashed out of a gap between the clouds and flooded the land with this pure, new, life giving light, magically transforming all into a poet’s gasp.

One to remember for some time.

I keep so busy making amateur anybody-can-participate music and art that I seldom find time to consume great art done by highly trained people. This evening friends arm-twisted me into going to hear Handel's Messiah at Emory University. As soon as I saw the splendid organ, my fingers itched for the sketchbook in my purse. Sometimes you can both appreciate art and make art at the same time.

 

The chorus and orchestra were wider than what is shown here, but I ran out of both paper and patience. This was Messiah as orchestrated by Mozart for more instruments than were used during Handel's lifetime. (So we learned from the program notes.)

 

A little ironic that the instrument that dominates my sketch is the one instrument in the hall that wasn't used during the performance.

 

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Drawn April 14, 2017

Atlanta, Georgia, USA

  

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.

"Cica's Rusty Raft" by Cica Ghost at „Moving Islands"

 

This picture is based on a part of the collaboration project „Moving Islands“ orchestrated by Eupalinos Ugain on LEA20

 

The Sim shows a "Cosmogony of Rafts and other improbable floating beings". All is spectacular, all is moving. Absolutely worth a visit

link to the destination

  

See more at the LEA-Blog

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Moving Islands

 

Participating Artists:

 

● Alpha Auer - www.flickr.com/photos/alpha_auer/

● Artistide Despres - artist-id.blogspot.com/

● Aston Leisen - www.flickr.com/photos/aston_leisen/

● CapCat Ragu - www.flickr.com/photos/capcatragu/

● Cica Ghost - www.flickr.com/photos/64860898@N05/

● Cutea Benelli - www.flickr.com/photos/grimbros/

● Derek Michelson

● Eupalinos Ugajin - eupalinosugajin.wordpress.com/

● Haveit Neox - accalpha.blogspot.com/

● Kake Broek - www.flickr.com/photos/13539895@N06/

● Kikas Babenco - www.flickr.com/photos/kikas_babenco/

● Livio Korobase - www.flickr.com/photos/liviokorobase/

● Maclane Mills - www.flickr.com/photos/absence/

● Marmaduke Arado - www.flickr.com/photos/28090997@N03/

● Maya Paris

● Meilo Minotaur - www.flickr.com/photos/meilominotaur/

● Merlino Mayo - www.flickr.com/photos/merlinomayo/

● Oberon Onmura - www.flickr.com/photos/oberon_onmura/

● Ole Etzel - www.flickr.com/photos/boned/

● Pallina60 Loon - www.flickr.com/photos/pallina60loon/

● Scottius Polke - srolfe.com/

● Simotron Aquila - www.flickr.com/photos/simotron/

● Takio Ra

●Uan Ceriaptrix - www.flickr.com/photos/uanguz/

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More pictures from the LEA-ART-project, see my set "LEA - Linden Endowment for the Arts" - Follow this link

 

(More information about the LEA project on the LEA-Website - follow this link)

 

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The "Somewhere in sl" picture series (or "The Adventures of WuWai in Second Life") is my guide and bookmark folder to wonderful, artful, curious or in other way remarkably sims of second life with travel guide WuWai Chun.

 

(More pictures of WuWai's adventures: Follow this link)

 

You can find some of the pictures in world at my homeland

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Twenty-five brand new Enviro 400 MMC vehicles will enter traffic at Folkestone and Hastings on the Wave group of routes on Monday 5th December prompting a carefully orchestrated cascade the same weekend will allow the withdrawal of the older Dennis Tridents in the fleet.

 

Well into what could be its final week in passenger service with Stagecoach South East, 17689 X601 VDY is pictured here on Bluebell Road, Park Farm whilst working route B2. Tuesday 29th November 2016.

 

Dennis Trident - Alexander ALX400 (Ex-Canterbury Park & Ride)

SUNSET PARASAIL - Key West Harbor - Autumn / Fall 2024

Key West, Florida U.S.A. - Florida Keys - November 29th, 2024

 

-----Local Parasail Vessel: "Conched Out" - Key West, Florida----

 

*[left-click for a closer-look - end of the ride - well orchestrated!]

 

*[Very Long Line! - you go way up there! - one to two hundred feet!]

 

*[You never get wet!...that is unless you want them to quickly

"ocean-dip" your feet one-time! LOL Lots of fun! Visit! Try it!]

 

*[taken aboard the "Commotion on the Ocean" Fury Catamaran

Sunset Cruise in Key West Harbor with the Cory Heydon Band]

 

------ Key West: Far from Normal - Close to Perfect -----

 

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Key_West,_Florida

 

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Florida_keys

 

"A Pirate Looks At Forty" - Jimmy Buffett

www.youtube.com/watch?v=O0W7gXEEbqo

 

"Margaritaville" - Alan Jackson & Jimmy Buffett

www.youtube.com/watch?v=v4XtBiWgXLE

 

"It's Five-Oclock Somewhere" - Alan Jackson & Jimmy Buffett

www.youtube.com/watch?v=BPCjC543llU

 

RIP Jimmy Buffett - Passed 9/1/23

 

My 2024 Key West Slideshow: flic.kr/s/aHBqjBUfUL

Twenty-five brand new Enviro 400 MMC vehicles will enter traffic at Folkestone and Hastings on the Wave group of routes on Monday 5th December prompting a carefully orchestrated cascade the same weekend will allow the withdrawal of the some twenty older Dennis Tridents which are still in the fleet.

 

One such vehicle likely to bite the dust is Stagecoach South East 18292 AE51 VFW which is seen here on Bluebell Road, Park Farm whilst working route B2. Tuesday 29th November 2016.

 

Having spent the summer on-loan to Eastbourne for use on the ELAC Language School contract it has now returned to its home at Ashford for what is likely to be the final few months of its working career.

 

Dennis Trident - Plaxton President (Ex-Cavalier, Huntingdon & District & Stagecoach in Cambridge)

chiesa di santa maria assunta, riola italy 1966-1994

architect: alvar aalto, 1898-1976

 

there is something almost utzonesque about the church interior with its prefabricated portal frames and its highly principled section, bringing together light, space and construction in a single move. it has been compared to an industrial hall by critics as if that was somehow a negative thing. certainly, detailing is subservient to a degree we are not used to in aalto. it is almost too simple. as a colleague of mine pointed out, you have to look twice to be sure if you are looking at a photo of the model or the finished building.

 

but its simplicity is deceptive. there is not a single right angle in the plan. corners are acute or obtuse in a pattern carefully orchestrated to dramatize the building as you arrive, pass it along the river, or walk down the aisle. skylights turn out to be not parallel but fan-shaped. the ceiling height drops toward the altar, creating a forced perspective worthy of the baroque. space expands and contracts as you turn around.

 

I have always had issues with buildings expressing movement. from our point of view, the speed of life, buildings are largely stationary. aalto offers something worthwhile in that regard contained in his famous image of the trout in the stream: his buildings do not express kinetic energy, but rather the energy needed to temporarily stand up in the flux of a chaotic world.

 

that image does not come with much comfort in riola. so stark and bright is the interior, your first thought will likely be if aalto did not plant a protestant church in catholic italy as so many have suggested. I don't believe it to be the case. this is a cerebral space, an architecture for the thinking man or woman and, I like to think, independent of doctrine or denomination. surprising for a church, perhaps, but not a bad idea on reflection.

 

it was not well received. at the end of his career, little of aalto's work was. the immensity of his talent held back generations of lesser architects in finland and was probably holding back new solutions to new problems as well. the giant was becoming a dinosaur, with little appreciation among colleagues of the rarity of dinosaurs.

 

even apparent allies spoke of aalto's 'marble dementia' when describing his final projects, missing as they do the Nordic warmth that had made his name synonymous with humanism in modern architecture. I suspect 'Nordic warmth' may be a contradiction in terms, but more importantly, his detractors failed to understand that the role of the master was never to give us what we wish for.

 

the alvar aalto album.

In the enchanting embrace of autumn, nature orchestrates a symphony of vibrant hues that dance upon the canvas of the world. Nowhere is this chromatic masterpiece more vividly portrayed than in the reflections that grace the serene surface of a tranquil lake. It's a breathtaking tableau that evokes a sense of tranquility, inviting contemplation amidst the subtle rustling of leaves and the crisp, cool air. Nature showcases its prowess as a maestro of colour and change.

  

Thank you in advance to everyone who comments and/or faves my picture. They are all immensely appreciated.

 

Espero que os guste y gracias por pasar por aquí y dejar vuestro comentario.

 

Eskerrik asko aldez aurretik argazkia gustatzen zaionari edo komentatzen duenari, beti izango dira ondo etorriak.

 

Grazie, merci, danke

   

Model: Karen Pamintuan

Hair and Makeup: Tippy Destacamento

Outfit: Daryl Maat

 

Been a while since I've last been here. I missed you guys! WIsh I could have more time to be here and visit your wonderful streams. ^^

 

Anyways, this is the third set that I have done during my shoot with Karen. I'm glad to be picked by Karen to work on a lookbook for this fashion website that she and other fashion industry people are orchestrating. It's sad that she won't be my model (she's gonna do the Rachel Zoe thing and do the stylist job) but I'm very much excited with the idea. Let's see what happens then... ^^

 

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Hope you guys are enjoying your week. XOXO

I sensed something was fishy visiting a familiar location with a photogenic weathered and blistered homestead/barn combination with a newer ornamental iron-marker indicating a school once existed. Looking from the veranda inside out, some thick trees/brush nearby were rustling, sounds not orchestrated by winds nor birds. Certainly these weren't new prairie tribesman inhabiting derelict abandoned premises and having the odd picnic. This was prime camouflage and a possible food supply.

  

Puzzled, walking I met the crackling half way, and to the surprise of a sizeable female moose that stepped out to investigate, this photographers heart skipped three beats. The shy creature bolted over the hillside, and I returned to feed the fish and thought about the schooling I'd just received. Did I receive a B+ with wiggle room for improvement. Fair enough, my prairie education has many chapters ahead before graduation.

  

Wishing all my Flickr friends perseverance for Springs arrival and a healthy weekend~

  

*Please view LARGE for best rural detail

**Textures courtesy of various sources on Flickr

***Thank You for your generous support, visits, comments, and favourites

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