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I am not really into portraits, but every so often, I find someone who looks interesting enough for me to stop them, pay them some RMB and ask them to stand still for a tick so that I may capture their awesomeness. I was hiking around the little mountain villages in the Longsheng rice terraces area of China, when I happened across this fine gentleman. We did not share a common language so I proceeded to pantomime my intentions to take his picture. He tilted his head and raised one bushy eyebrow in consideration before he accepted my offer. I released my inner paparazzi on him for a few seconds and when he was done, he simply turned around and whent about his day as if nothing had happened. I wonder what he thought of the whole experience?
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This collection of photographs was the result of a happy mistake while walking through the Hakone Garden's bamboo forest in Saratoga. I was messing around with my camera on manual mode, trying different angles and motions when I noticed the resulting images resembled impressionist paintings. I liked how the bamboo forest was implied though color, light and movement, so I sat there for a while and tried different things until I got the look I wanted. All of these photographs are single shots with very minor adjustments in Photoshop.
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Not so long ago, I decided to send out my beloved Nikki (Nikon D90 given to me by my wife as an engagement gift) to get modified to only capture infrared light. This decision caused me much distress, but my curiosity won out in the end and I eagerly awaited her return. Would she come back an unrecognizable franken-camera? Would she resent me for adjusting her delicate sensor? When I finally got her back, she didn’t look or feel any different but when I took the first picture I realized she was no longer the Nikki I had learned to shoot with. She was now a highly refined instrument of beauty.
It took me a while to figure out how to work with the raw image, but this is my first infrared photo taken in front of Grace Cathedral in San Francisco. It took me much much longer to process partly because of the new software needed to correct the white balance, and partly because I decided to make my first infrared experiment a night HDR (I am a masochist). Alas, now that I have infrared capabilities you will be seeing more of my crazy experiments in the near future.
Quello che vedo non è mio. Mentre quello che sento in ciò che vedo è mio: la sensazione, il sentimento, l'emozione, l'armonia, il pathos, la ragione, il racconto, l'attimo. Dunque, ciò che fotografo non è mio, mentre è mio ciò che sento in quello che fotografo. È questo "sentire" che voglio comunicare agli altri, condividere, e sarebbe assurdo rinchiuderlo in qualche stupida rivendicazione di proprietà, materiale, commerciale o intellettuale che sia. Con le mie foto non sto vendendo, lucrando, guadagnando; sto parlando, per essere ascoltato e non per essere comprato. E il mio parlare non ha copyright. Buona visione. E buon ascolto
Questi sono alcuni degli scatti realizzati al mercato nei pressi del Castello medievale di Bran, comune della storia regione della Transilvania, dimora dimora, secondo la leggenda, del sanguinario conte Dracula, personaggio ispirato alla figura del principe Vlad III che nel XV secolo fece parlare di sè per la ferocia e la crudeltà del suo animo .
La fortezza tuttavia, non è il vero maniero appartenuto all'imperatore Vlad ma era utilizzato dal sovrano come residenza di caccia. Curioso è l'aver appreso che i rumeni sono venuti a conoscenza di Dracula e di tutta la leggenda ad esso annessa ai primi anni '90, dopo che l'ex dittatore comunista Ceacescu è stato destituito dei suoi poteri.
Sapere questo ha suscitato curiosità prima e riflessione poi: mi trovavo li, in mezzo alla popolazione locale portatrice di tradizioni in parte costruite e piegate al consumismo frenetico, recitando la mia parte da turista occidentale, inconsciamente privo del reale contatto con quel mondo di genti diverse . Ero in Transilvania per vedere il castello di un vampiro? Ero in Transilvania per poi raccontare di esserci stato?
Come il pezzo di una carovana di passanti ciechi e sordi che si autocompiace perchè viaggia e conosce, che prende tutto per oro colato, che non si pone un perchè, un percome. Ecco come mi son sentito. Volutamente cieco.
La Romania non è una leggenda. Non è un vampiro.
Sono persone.
Che non conoscevo e non conosco.
Image of a young Mayan man passing time on along a side street in Chichicastenanga, Guatemala.
This town in the mountains of Quiche has been, since pre-Hispanic times, one of the largest trading centers in the Maya area.
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I am really getting into this infrared photography thing. I converted my D90 back in January, but I have not had much time to play around with it until a recent trip to Yosemite National Park. The picture straight out of the camera comes out all red and crazy because the white balance is all funky. It reminds me a bit of the red screen of death in the old Diablo game. Once I correct the white balance in post processing, the image looks great though. I am not quite sure what those little mounds of hay are, but they looked like a cool foreground leading up to Half Dome.
Pathos, Ethos, Logos, Kairos #4 (2017), Pathos, Ethos, Logos, Kairos #1 (2017), and Pathos, Ethos, Logos, Kairos #2 (2017) by Lari Pittman (American, 1952– ) are acrylic and spray-paint works on gesso-mounted wood panels, on view at The Broad.
Pittman titles these portraits after the four classical rhetorical modes—pathos, ethos, logos, and kairos—using their conceptual frameworks to shape each image’s emotional charge, symbolic content, and urgency. Highly layered and visually dense, the paintings blend decorative motifs, fragments of objects, stylized faces, and graphic markers that evoke speech, persuasion, and the manipulation of meaning. The flattened backgrounds recall religious icons while the radiant halos and ornate textures frame each figure as a rhetorician, suggesting the complex interplay of identity, culture, and argument embedded in contemporary visual communication.
The Broad, a contemporary art museum anchoring Grand Avenue’s cultural corridor, opened in 2015. Designed by Diller Scofidio + Renfro with Gensler, it is defined by its “vault and veil” concept: a honeycomb-like exterior skin filtering daylight over a column-free gallery that houses more than 2,000 works from the Eli and Edythe Broad Collection. The museum focuses on postwar and contemporary art, including major pieces by Jeff Koons, Jean-Michel Basquiat, and Yayoi Kusama.
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I was only a couple hours from Everest Base Camp when my driver suddenly stopped the car and motioned for me to get out. I looked around and surmised that this was probably not an ambush so I took my camera with me and climbed a nearby hill. When I got to the top, I was greeted by this view of Lady Everest. I took a few quick photos and got back in the car before I froze my nose off, not knowing how lucky I was to get this unusually clear shot of the peak.
150 x 190 cms. 2008. Acrilico / Tela
(Ganadora del premio Novartis en el III Certamen Internacional de Pintura Miradas de Hispanoamerica en Maracaibo y de la mencion honorifica unica del Certamen internacional miradas de hispanoamerica en Alicante España)
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I imagine that one of the most pertinent questions to ask as part of the human experience is, "what happens when I die?" I don't know. It is one of those mysteries that have engrossed us since the beginning and, I suspect, will continue to do so until the end. I guess each of us would be inclined to have different expectations based on our beliefs and our comportment. I was reminded of this everlasting question when I was standing in front of Oakland's Cathedral of Christ the Light this weekend. My right brain saw it enshrouded in a white, ethereal glow like a futuristic version of Saint Peter's pearly gates, while my left brain considered it's precise architecture.
This glass, wood and stone beauty is such a contrast to the classical old-world churches I am used to seeing. I was ecstatic when I walked in and found the inside just as geometrically and aesthetically pleasing that I almost forgot it was a house of worship. I paid my respects and then floated from place to place taking pictures of all the interesting spaces, shapes and textures held inside. To my surprise, no one gave me a hard time which just helped make me feel more welcome. I did get a few curious looks as I pointed my camera up to the ceiling but a wink and a nod was enough to quell their suspicions (or add to them, either way it was cool). If you are ever in Oakland and find yourself with some free time, I suggest you visit this beautiful cathedral at the edge of Lake Merit and take some time to ask yourself, "what happens next?"
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This started out as an HDR photo with three exposures (-2,0,+2) to capture all the light in the highlights and shadows. I then desaturated all the colors except for the glass structure to draw the viewers attention to it and give the scene a sense of simplicity. I wanted to make it ethereal, like something you would find up in the clouds so I applied a bit of glow with Nik's Color Efex and intentionally made it bright so that it almost hurts to look at to add to the feeling of holiness. The final touch was to remove a couple of buildings on the sides and some trash cans that ruined the ethereal feel of the photo.
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Well, it is labor day today so I thought I would post a nice relaxing photo to ease you into your relaxation. Wait, if it is called “Labor Day”, doesn’t that mean we should all be laboring today? Either way, I get your meaning forefathers ...
SPNP Instruction #46: "Make a picture that is funny and sad at the same time. A photograph that simultaneously evokes pathos, irony and humour." - Jeff Mermelstein
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Constructive feedback welcome - how could this picture be better?
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"If you could go anywhere in the world where would you go?"
"Tibet. I don't know why, but I think I have a connection to that place."
"Then you should go."
I ended up spending eight days in the land of snow. My time there was certainly short, but it was characterized by silent, long distance drives through endless plateaus and mountain ranges. I visited ancient monasteries, saw a people struggle to hold on to a dying way of life, and was enveloped in sheer natural beauty. It was a trip marred with the pang of loneliness in which I spent most of my time in contemplation of my surroundings. I was at the rooftop of the world, staring at the vast blue sky in a state of reverence as I gradually re-mended a connection, I suspect, I once had. At the time, I did not realize all of this. It was only once I was back in Beijing that I noticed the jarring incongruence.
Unfortunately, it did not take too long for me to lose that newly formed connection, but the memory remains and I am grateful for it. All of this is very abstract, but sometimes that is the only way to experience certain things. I am left with a deep sense of respect and gratitude for the Tibetan people.
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I was in San Francisco late one night when I wondered up to the Legion of Honor hoping I could find some way to get in. I was shocked to find someone had cracked their tight security and managed to get into the courtyard. What baffled me was why on Earth he had taken his clothes off and decided to perch naked on the pedestal! I know this is San Francisco and people are all down with public nudity, but this guy had some guts. He was very deep in thought because he did not seem to hear me when I called out asking how he had gotten inside. I guess he had a bad day at the office and needed to think things through before he went home to his wife. Well, I hope he figured it out soon because it was way to cold and windy to be out naked.
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This is another picture from the beautiful Grace Cathedral in San Francisco. A common occupational hazard for photographers is the strange and irrational hatred security people have of tripods. Three times out of four, I will get yelled at and harassed for setting up my tripod to get pictures but this was one notable exception. Not only was there a lack of overeager security but I suspect they would not have minded if I was hanging from the rafters cirque du soleil-style. I spent my time here in complete freedom and mutual respect. Isn't that the feeling you want to impart inside a church?
Yes, a composite...tracks and Indian (taken at World Beat Festival in Salem, OR) and railroad tracks in Salem.
Mil Mi-35P Hind-F/ Panther Cyprus Air Force -
Andreas Papandreou Airbase , Pathos International Airport Cyprus 08-11-2019
Models:
Severino Antonelli
Luca Fiore
Sara Summa
Tommaso Renzoni
Alessandro Fanelli
Photographer: Francesca Marino
Make-up: Tommaso Renzoni
Image © Jim Gormley.
Award winning comedian Nina Gilligan presents 'Rescued'
A darkly comic 'tail' follows the journey of a woman spinning out of control.
Alice has waited and waited for life to happen but is frustrated, dispondent and ultimately desperate.
Can a bull terrier called 'Dog', rescued from a shelter from John - aka The Wolf Man - change her perceptions as Alice is finally forced to confront the question:
What does it mean to be Rescued?
Rescued explores themes of Love,Loss and Salvation
Nina Gilligan leads a professional cast in this fast paced, pathos filled, doggy 'romp' com.
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In the not so distant future, human kind was enslaved by the then superior race of Moles. Something in their genetic code enabled them to leapfrog us on the evolutionary chain and before we knew it, we were merely their peons. They had us build these high-tech mole habitats all over the place. On the plus side we no longer have to take complete ownership over screwing out planet. Always have to think positive, guys. Even though we got spanked by the moles.
Academy of Sciences - San Francisco
818 Mil Mi-35P Hind-F/ Panther (023369) Cyprus Air Force -
Andreas Papandreou Airbase , Pathos International Airport Cyprus 08-11-2019
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Have you any idea how very long it takes to get to Lhasa from San Francisco? It takes, one forty-five minute 3:00am shuttle ride, a four hour wait at the airport, a two hour flight to Vancouver for a six hour layover before an eleven hour flight to Beijing, an hour in line waiting for a taxi, followed by an hour taxi ride into the city, one overnight stay, then another one hour long taxi ride back to the airport, three hours as you check in and go through customs, a four hour flight to Chengdu with a two hour connection, before you are back in the same exact plane you just evacuated, a two hour flight into the Lhasa airport and finally a one hour bus ride into the city. Somewhere along the line you loose track of all sense of time and space and you are weathered down into a state of placid servitude to the transportation authorities. Go to the left line, pass through those gates and sit there until you hear your flight being called. Yes sir.
If you are interested in squeezing some value from the experience, you can look at it as an exercise in patience and a test of your resolve to get to your location. Usually on one of these escapades, I am determined to get to my destination on the way there, but once I am there I just let events unfold and go with the flow. It usually works out well, with the exception of the few cases where I am being run out of town or I have to bribe some corrupt government official to stop harassing me for no legal reason. In this case I was just passing through the Chengdu airport, looking forward to coming home to my family. What a great feeling.
Today I found this amusing and thought-provoking site called, "Someone Else Will Put It Back."
The site had two main points, which skittered off in many directions from those beginnings, provoking great humor and occasional pathos. One point was a general awareness of the work we create for others by not picking up after ourselves along the many paths we take. Kind of how we create entropy, and how each momentary lapse of personal responsibility and lack of awareness of the impact of our actions on others creates a path that spirals slowly (in babysteps) toward the destruction of the world. For a richer explanation of the basic philosophy in a more grandiose and evocative form, see the Young Wizards books by Diane Duane (archive version here, and no, I am not sure it is authorized), and the Wizard's Oath.
I am probably putting way more thought into this than the SEWPIB site did! The idea of putting things back where you found them is something we always try to break people of in libraries. The books are valuable, and if you put them in the wrong place, there is a very real possibility that they may never be found again, or not for decades. We also have no idea whether the book is being used unless folks leave it out where we can find it, and that information sometimes determines whether or not a book is kept. If you love a book, take it OFF the shelf and DON'T put it back. In libraries, we do NOT want patrons putting the books back. We want the statistics, and we want to be absolutely certain it goes back in exactly the right place. It was a bit of a surprise to me that grocery stores have the opposite philosophy, however this explains why we have so much trouble breaking people of the habit.
The second point seemed to be to crowdsource the concept and have people pay special awareness to finding these beasts in situ, so to speak, and then to tell the implied stories. Why and how did those two incongruent items become juxtaposed in real life?
With that idea priming the pump, we went shopping today to find turtlenecks for my son, who pulled a muscle in his neck and wanted something to keep it warm. We didn't find turtlenecks for men, but we did find lots of funny tshirts, hoodies, sweaters, and other warm clothes. Since I had just finished reading the book from my Christmas stocking, I whipped past the book rack to see what piqued my interest and seemed appropriate brainless holiday reading. That was where I found this - a mix for pumpkin pie bars sitting in the book rack amidst the romances. As a librarian I am rather delighted with the idea that if someone had to choose between a less than healthy high-calorie treat and reading a book that supports imagination and hopes and dreams, that one would choose the latter. I love the idea of books as diet food. :) Excellent choice, whoever did it!