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Persistence pays off! I stood under some trees for my entire lunch hour today, trying to get a leaf in mid-fall. It took probably a hundred shots to get this one
Actually taken at Radnor Lake, but I have lots of other shots to share this Saturday so I wanted to go ahead and post this one now!
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When being inspired, thoughts slowly start forming in mind. While some of them merge, others are quickly discarded. Though at this point, everything is still open, over time, a few become real convincing options that seem worth being put into practice.
Full of motivation, it is easy to plunge into an adventure quickly. But a rapid, rough landing frequently follows a too fast run-up. In many cases, its impact is too strong, and as a result, frustration rises. Regularly, this leads to the discarding of sparkling ideas.
If counting on persistence rather than pace, it is likely to gain more. There is more time to make mistakes, learn and develop. Yet, being tenacious appears harder than achieving the actual goal itself in many cases because too often, we stand in our own way.
We have had some storms and rain recently resulting in flooding in our parks. The sand bars are fortunately not eroding much.
Onion on the windowsill, Tintype.
(Wet Plate Collodion on aluminum)
Photographed under natural light using the Lerebours et Secretan 15" lens on the 8X10 Deardorff. Shot wide open (f5), exposure was 110 seconds.
Common mullein or great mullein (Verbascum thapsus), with a velvet leaf, thrives on disturbed soils, or even cracks in asphalt driveways.
"Persistence Pays Off"
10/8/2019
This was the only sunset where the skies decided to cooperate during my trip to Acadia National Park last week. I took this after sunset and there was no color until several minutes after the sun had officially set. A lot of people had left thinking the sky wasn't going to be pretty, but I know better when I see high clouds like this that it's worth sticking around for a little bit.
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I'm going to get that nut if it kills me!! Determined Great Tit on the peanut feeder - Bartley Green Birmingham UK 21st December 2019.
The interval between persistence and possibility is itself spatial. It is a living, ecologically driven attentiveness to situatedness~~to the instances, encounters and material relations that remain~in~play. Here, persistence does not signify stasis, nor does possibility belong to an abstract future. Both are active within the situated encounter: the ceramic body persists, yet continually enters relations through which its propositions may become otherwise.
Attentiveness is the capacity to sense and respond to these changing conditions. It is an attentiveness to the forces through which bodies inhabit, affect and are affected by their surroundings; to the atmospheric and material exchanges through which a spatial proposition acquires its particular instance of existence. Each instance is situated, but never entirely self-contained. It carries traces of previous encounters while opening onto relations not yet realised.
The spatial therefore emerges within this interval~~a living middle in which persistence and possibility remain entangled. What has become materially present is not closed upon itself; what remains possible is not detached from the material conditions through which it might emerge. Both remain active, held in a dynamic ecology of correspondence.
The proposition becomes available~~withdrawn: present enough to encounter, open enough to be furthered. Its futurity resides in this unresolved condition, in the capacity of situated instances to remain~in~play.
Perhaps this is the ecological force of your spatial triad: not the organisation of three distinct principles, but their continuing correspondence within a living middle.
Attentiveness senses the relations. The ceramic body persists through them. Force~~form carries their propositions towards what has not yet happened.
This weed started growing from a small patch of moss on an ornamental boulder. The root then found its way down the boulder into the ground. I haven’t had the heart to pull it - yet.
Created for the TMI challenge "In the Style of … Dali, Magritte or Picasso". Check it out HERE.
12 photos were used in the construction of this piece — 11 are mine and the gravel/ground is courtesy of CG Textures.
Thanks for all your great comments! In reply to a couple of them … yes, it took ages! And lots of trial and error. As for how I "folded" the flowers …
The first one I did was the red one on the tree branch and it actually proved to be the easiest of the three. First I placed the red flower over the tree branch and positioned it. Then I selected the top portion of the flower, copied it, deleted it, and then pasted it so it was on it's own layer which I moved to a location below the tree layer. Next I used "free transform" to flip it upside down and position it.
The real key to making the flower look folded was the shading. First I darkened the behind flower layer. Then for the front flower layer I used a burn and dodge method (new layer filled with 50% grey in soft light blend mode*) to highlight the top edge of the flower and slightly shade the part that was just below where the bottom of the tree branch would be.
The other two flowers were much trickier but the method was pretty much the same. I would have had a much harder time of it if I hadn't had Dali's "The Persistence of Memory" in front of me as I worked!
*If you want more info on this trick, send me a Flickrmail.
And, she did. Chuck thought he had moved the blind cord out of reach. That changed when our newly adopted cat, Molly, received an early Christmas present of cat furniture. Santa Maria, CA.
The blossoms on this star magnolia tree have been bitten by frost, yet they continue to declare that spring is here!
"A consistent and determined effort can overcome all resistance - like water flowing over rocks." -Unknown
This was a dizzying display. It was quite windy and the Striated Pardalote was being blown around at a different rate to the leaf with the lerp. So every time they came close to each other the Pardalote made a lunge for the treat. This went on for a few minutes with dozens of attempts.
(Peter)
This beautiful red-bellied woodpecker kept coming to the suet feeder again and again. "You will get fat eating like that!"
Peak District National Park in August. This was one of those moments where the reward came only after patience and quiet persistence. Reaching this viewpoint meant walking slowly as the light changed minute by minute, waiting for the sun to drop just enough to set the valley on fire. The heather in the foreground was alive with colour, the rocks anchoring the scene while the landscape unfolded endlessly below. The struggle was resisting the urge to rush the shot, trusting that the light would align, and it did. That calm golden glow was the payoff, a reminder that nature always works on its own schedule and rewards those willing to slow down and observe.
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Own Storm.
Elements, as a great cycle in nature, as life.
Elements, as composing cycles of reminds, along hours in a watch, along days on calendar...
Turbulences in our minds. They last.
How much is too much? Sometimes forever.
From my observations I can say that bees are territorial. The smaller long-horned bees are often "patrolling" the sunflower patch for interlopers and then pouncing on their backs in an attempt to get the bigger bees to leave.
bumblebee on turk's cap, Ladybird Johnson Wildflower Center, Austin, TX. Sony nex5r and micro nikkor 55/3.5.
This pied shag thought that a leaf might be a nice gift. Despite all the efforts and persistence to give the offering, the other shag was not interested in the least. Uploaded three images of this series, because these two birds made me smile.
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Os ventos que às vezes tiram
algo que amamos, são os
mesmos que trazem algo que
aprendemos a amar...
Por isso não devemos chorar
pelo que nos foi tirado e sim,
aprender a amar o que nos foi
dado.Pois tudo aquilo que é
realmente nosso, nunca se vai
para sempre...
Same shot of the other one posted but with my presence too, i'm not completely satisfied ... not the best composition i think , just a step on the right and it would be sure better
Just few correction with Photoshop CS3 and B&W conversion with Silver Efex Pro
Title inspiration: www.youtube.com/watch?v=FJTzc3zrIrw
Nikon d60+sigma 10-20 @ f 9 iso 100 109 sec + B+W ND 10 stop + Reverse GND 0.9
Better on black www.flickriver.com/photos/tommyrave/
I upload the 1024 px
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This shot was taken at the beginning of the winter in Lignano (Friuli Venezia-Giulia, Italy): as the title suggests, the symmetry and the persistence of the various elements ware what caught my attention.
Despite 3 nights of light frost and falling leaves. Plus about 3 months after their blooming season, this one lone Azalea bloom opens and shows it's great color as if nothing was out of the ordinary.
I have no doubt there is a message in this unusual event.
Feel free to share what this image says to you in your comments here. I look forward to seeing them.
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Breece
All my life I envied women for being able to wear dresses and skirts, pretty buses, copious jewelry, makeup, and for having a womanly figure.
And I wasn't allowed :(
But, through diligence and persistence, now I can.
And I am happy.
I hate to steal a title from Dalí, but I just can't seem to find the right word I'm thinking of for this, and that title is as close as I can get for the moment.
Model: Carly P.
Part 5 of 10 of a photo story shot April 2013.
Inspired by of the ideas put forth in Edgar Allen Poe's "The Philosophy of Composition" and based on a couple of photos from back in my 365.
"the death, then, of a beautiful woman is, unquestionably, the most poetical topic in the world---and equally is it beyond doubt that the lips best suited for such topic are those of a bereaved lover."
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