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The Golden Post Box is a symbol of her achievements and somthing to encourage others to do great deeds and overcome obstacles.

 

Greetings my friends. I hope you are having a good weekend. Wishing you a happy Sunday night and a great week ahead. Take care and have lots of fun.

Mission Peak RP, Fremont, CA

“Courage doesn't mean you don't get afraid. Courage means you don't let fear stop you.” Bethany Hamilton.

 

Surely when I decided to include my girlfriend in some of my photographs in Singapore, she didn´t imagine that I was going to tell her to do unconventional things to be part of them. Whether it was asking her to walk in heels again and again by a conveyor at the entrance of a 5-star hotel, read while standing up in a public library or, like this time, walk barefoot in one of the fountains outside the skyscraper Millenia Tower. In a city like Singapore if you do things a little different in public places it will attract the attention of the people passing by and maybe a security guard will invite you to leave. However, on each of these occasions she overcame the initial small fears and helped me get the pictures I had imagined.

In life, fear often stops us, and although sometimes it is really necessary not to commit unnecessary risks, other times we have to arm ourselves with courage and although fear overtakes us, we have to get the bravery to overcome it and face the situations that are in front of us. It is never easy to leave the comfort zone and face new challenges or new experiences. The new and the difficult can destabilize anyone, but with patience and perseverance everything can be overcome, and we can get rewards that otherwise would never arrive. She is a clear example of overcoming her fears, so there could not be a better model to transmit this concept.

 

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"El coraje no significa que no tengas miedo. El coraje significa que no dejes que el miedo te detenga." Bethany Hamilton.

 

Seguramente cuando decidí incluir a mi novia en algunas de mis fotografías en Singapur, no se imaginó que iba a decirle que hiciera cosas poco convencionales para ser parte de ellas. Ya fuera pedirle que caminara con tacones una y otra vez por una cinta transportadora en la entrada de un hotel de 5 estrellas, leer de pié en una biblioteca pública o como en esta ocasión caminar descalza en una de las fuentes del exterior del rascacielos Millenia Tower. En una ciudad como Singapur hacer cosas un poco diferentes en sitios públicos va a atraer la atención de la gente que pasa y puede que algún guardia de seguridad te invite a marcharte. No obstante, en cada una de estas ocasiones ella superó los pequeños miedos iniciales y me ayudó a conseguir las fotos que había imaginado.

En la vida a menudo el miedo nos detiene, y aunque a veces es realmente necesario no cometer riesgos inútiles, otras veces hay que armarse de coraje y aunque el temor nos aceche, tenemos que sacar la valentía suficiente para superarlo y enfrentarnos a las situaciones que se presentan. Nunca es fácil salir de la zona de confort y hacer frente a nuevos retos o a nuevas experiencias. Lo nuevo y lo difícil pueden llegar a desestabilizar a cualquiera, pero con paciencia y perseverancia todo se puede superar, y podemos conseguir así recompensas que de otro modo nunca llegarían. Ella es un claro ejemplo de superación constante, así que no podía haber una mejor modelo para transmitir este concepto.

WITH PRAYER AND VACCINE WE WILL OVERCOME

I pictured myself on the dusty streets of Loredo, or at the O.K. Corral walking tall, passing by many drunken and fierce looking townsfolk, gathered and leaning against the railing of their favorite saloons, waiting for the action of high noon. An uneasiness in my manor started to overcome my confidence...am I ready to face this, this high noon shootout.

The breaking sun beat down on me as I stood in the street with a nervousness anticipation of my quick draw. Sweat started to bead upon my face and around my Clint Eastwood squinting eyes.

My hands steadied a firm grip of my camera strap, which slung low at my hip. My finger on the trigger, ready to fire at any sign of action worthy of capture. Pre-focus set to six feet; a distance predetermined, perhaps, by a failed shootout, which would lead to my final resting spot. I knew I had to move in close, through this restless crowd, hoping to find the elusive killer shot. I fired off several misfires as I brushed past some lovely ladies while aiming at brawny wranglers, sending metaphoric bullets into the blue skies. Despite the 28mm caliber there were many near misses as the pixels flew past their heads.

 

Through the streets I moved, ducking and weaving past the Irish, green beer drinking crowds, never once bringing my Pentax cannon to my eye, but it was always at the ready.

I had to trust my gut, (and the three minutes of practice behind the O.K. Corral) to execute my objective, which was to simply to walk away unscathed, and with positive kudos from the kind folks on Flickr if any of my images survived.

During review, I knew that I compensated a little too much for my lack of cockiness, and the birdshot factor of my 28mil... I licked my wounds.

I'm not sure if photographers of my height 5'6 7/8" should do this technique of "shoot from the hip". With my camera hung from my strap and around my neck, my camera has a ground clearance of about 30". Granted I could get some notable nostril shots, or some fabulous booty flab at the beach, but I think that I'll aim my weapon through my Clint Eastwood squinting eyes to kill it.

 

PS, one of the many near misses pictured above.

 

Pentax humor in the 518.

From the Archives: Yellow Astor Butte Trail, Washington, 2014

Let me do my work each day; and if the darkened hours of despair overcome me, may I not forget the strength that comforted me in the desolation of other times.

 

May I still remember the bright hours that found me walking over the silent hills of my childhood, or dreaming on the margin of a quiet river, when a light glowed within me, and I promised my early God to have courage amid the tempests of the changing years.

 

Spare me from bitterness and from the sharp passions of unguarded moments. May I not forget that poverty and riches are of the spirit.

 

Though the world knows me not, may my thoughts and actions be such as shall keep me friendly with myself.

 

Lift up my eyes from the earth, and let me not forget the uses of the stars. Forbid that I should judge others lest I condemn myself.

 

Let me not follow the clamor of the world, but walk calmly in my path.

 

Give me a few friends who will love me for what I am; and keep ever burning before my vagrant steps the kindly light of hope.

 

And though age and infirmity overtake me, and I come not within sight of the castle of my dreams, teach me still to be thankful for life, and for time's olden memories that are good and sweet; and may the evening's twilight find me gentle still.

 

poem by Max Ehrmann

Narayanganj, Bangladesh, 2008.

 

Step by step, I overcome my infirmity.

I learn to believe in myself.

I learn to face the challenge, that must be faced.

 

An old woman is crossing a busy street hastily, which is soaked by a brief rain.

 

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“Character cannot be developed in ease and quiet. Only through experience of trial and suffering can the soul be strengthened, vision cleared, ambition inspired, and success achieved.”

With the Kansas City Chiefs attempting to overcome the hurdle of the never-to-be-done -before feat of three straight Super Bowl wins (if they get past the Philadelphia Eagles this Sunday)...a football memory.

That's what life is about, and these girls know it.

Off of Brant st. - Burlington, Ontario, Canada

This was taken on the way back from Portland, OR along the Columbia River Gorge in the Fall of 2009. Yes, I was stopped by the clouds.

Frankfurt, Konstablerwache

we shall overcome - Joan Baez

www.youtube.com/watch?v=pQiIZXkt2RM

 

Tibet.-

 

Cho Oyu Base Camp in the Nangpa La Col (5.806 mts - 19.050 feets), many Tibetan people croos this col to Nepal serching the freedom. In 2006 2 people were shot dead and 18 went missing, presumed dead, the victims were shot from a distance by chinese border security police

Franka Rolfix II | Trinar 105mm | Lomography Color F² 400

 

There's little I enjoy more than finding an image I'd previously neglected, or better yet one that I'd worked with and abandoned. I've really no clue why I didn't spend more time with this one three years ago, but it speaks to me deeply today.

On another note, I just adore my two modest Franka folding cameras. For the entire time I've owned them I've preferred the Solida III but as time goes on I've grown to appreciate the Trinar on this Rolfix II even moreso. It's such a weird and idiosyncratic little triplet (so is the Radionar on the Solida, but it's more polite)... It will lose its mind across the frame until you reach center sometimes, but in a very subtle way that produces images that always feel like they're memories, dreams, wishes. That's how this feels to me.

With giant Goodie Bowls that grins at you, some of the squirrels took a few minutes to overcome their fear and venture inside.

 

This brave little one was one of the few who chose the short cut to all those tasty treats inside.

we will overcome by the blood of the lamb

and the word of our testimony, everyone

overcome..

...

 

Rialto Beach / La Push, WA

 

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against all odds... here it is almost Christmas and I can find many flowers both domestic and wild... even violets and roses! With little snow hats they are ready to party!

Above Marine Park, Brooklyn, New York

Overcoming yourself is the way to achieve the goal...

Nemetsky peninsula.

Murmansk region, Russia.

 

I can just imagine the storms that this tree on the top of this mountain had to overcome to now stand in all its glory on the top of the hill now. Amazing.

I dedicate this image to anyone facing some trying times at this moment.

Shot taken during our trip along the South Island of New Zealand

 

Canon 7D MarkII

Canon 70-300L IS USM

ISO 400 | 70mm | F7.1 | 1/1000s

12 shot hand held panorama

Okay, this photo was a lot harder than it looks because it was the first time I've actually gone out here in Stockholm to take photos and I wasn't sure of where to go. This was along a running/walking path and I felt awkward the whole time. So this is about me overcoming that fear of taking self portraits in public, even if it didn't go so great this time around.

''Our two greatest obstacles are gravity and paperwork. We can overcome gravity, but the paperwork is overwhelming sometimes... We want to be the first ones to enter the galactic overdrive, to engage, single-handed, in an unprecedented duel with the rules of nature—could one dream of anything more blissful?"

 

Starbutts will presently stand upon this planet as upon a footstool, and stretch out its feelers at the stars above us.

 

Take the teleporter to beam up to the ancient temple and party with us.

 

Saturday, NOV 05 / 11 AM +SLT

Is it not some bittersweet type of irony, that the girl with the flame hair is so afraid of fire?

 

It is overwhelming; a heat you can't escape. It clings to your every fibre as if it cannot bear to be apart from you and you let it, until it begins to irritate you and you finally wash it off. It takes your breath away and makes you wrap your arms around your chest and close your eyes, just briefly. It is often welcome. On a winter's night it is the warm hug you long for. It is the way you stretch your toes out and lean them closer to it and you almost count them like a child because it takes them in its hands and warms them up. It is what fills the cold, empty space beside you beneath the sheets each night. It is bittersweet and sometimes it is just bitter but sometimes, like marshmallows, it is just sweet.

 

And yet it's not just the fire that leaves me breathless. It is not just the fire that I'm afraid of.

 

- today I went and took photos with Lucy and her little sister Sophie. Then I went back out and happened across the bonfire in the field and I danced in it for awhile and I almost, almost, managed to forget how much I hate fire.

 

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While he was at rest, something strange happened. A sprout began to form at the top of his back and in his time of meditation he became consumed by something of nature. He was in the confines of his home, but it still somehow was able to creep into his pores. The mushroom spore locked into his skin and began to spread throughout his body. His time here was very short as the decomposition process began.

 

Watch the speed edit for this photo.

 

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