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I'm uploading my shots out of order because my Day 18 shot is so awesome you'll have to wait even longer to see it.
......I've been at the coast for the last few days, with spotty internet and no phone reception.....getting some work done with my latest muse.
So....a little change from the Inspiration shots you've come to expect....This photo is a little moment in the life with another source of inspiration....my friends.
Anna is my latest partner in art crime and she's fucking hilarious. We've spent the last few days shooting photos and tampon bullets from sunrise to sunset. We decided we needed some guns so we went to a toystore. She got a pistol. I got two.
Pretty much whenever we've had any fights in the last few days, we've resorted to shooting each other in the face. That's the best way to repair a friendship. Ever.
And then we went onto the internet and found pictures of girls who have broken our hearts, and shot them in their pretty little skulls.
Yesterday the weather was gorgeous, which was upsetting when we were trying to shoot nudies under cloud cover....and there were people all around intruding on our shots....They were pretty amused by our little gunfight.
I shot it at Kolkata in the transit camp in the time of Gangasagar fair.
I write a lot about indian children,specially the rural children.still I rigth it again just to remember....
With credible estimates ranging from 60 to 115 million, India has the largest number of working children in the world. Whether they are sweating in the heat of stone quarries, working in the fields sixteen hours a day, picking rags in city streets, or hidden away as domestic servants, these children endure miserable and difficult lives. They earn little and are abused much. They struggle to make enough to eat and perhaps to help feed their families as well. They do not go to school; more than half of them will never learn the barest skills of literacy. Many of them have been working since the age of four or five, and by the time they reach adulthood they may be irrevocably sick or deformed-they will certainly be exhausted, old men and women by the age of forty, likely to be dead by fifty.
Most or all of these children are working under some form of compulsion, whether from their parents, from the expectations attached to their caste, or from simple economic necessity. At least fifteen million of them, however, are workingas virtual slaves.3 These are the bonded child laborers of India. This report is about them.
India has 375 million children, more than any other country in the world. Their condition has improved in the last five decades, with child survival rates up, school dropout rates down, and several policy commitments made by the government at the national and international levels. Resource allocations by the State, however, remain quite inadequate to take care of the survival and healthcare needs of infants and children, their education, development and protection.
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¡¡Bellezón total :)))!! ¿Verdad que si amigos? ¡¡Que bien me lo he pasado contigo teacher tanto en tus clases como en las sesiones de fotos que hemos hecho en el plató de la Escuela :)))))!! Un besazooooooooooooooooooo for you baby :))).
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Pezzi di storia, pezzi di divisione
Pezzi di Resistenza, pezzi di Nazione
Pezzi di Casa Savoia, pezzi di Borbone
Pezzi di corda, pezzi di sapone
Pezzi di bastone, pezzi di carota
Pezzi di motore contro pezzi di ruota
Pezzi di fame, pezzi di immigrazione
Pezzi di lacrime e pezzi di persone
Ognuno è figlio della sua sconfitta
Ognuno è libero col suo destino
Butta la chiave e vai in Africa, Celestino!
"Vai in africa, Celestino" - F. De Gregori
Nikon N8008s
Ilford Hp5 400
El Castillo de Chapultepec, (Chapultepec es palabra de origen náhuatl «Chapulli, saltamontes, y tepe(tl), cerro, Chapultepetl», que significa "cerro del saltamontes" o "cerro del chapulín") es uno de los 2 castillos que existen en América.
En 1785, en la época del Virreinato de Nueva España, el virrey Bernardo de Gálvez ordenó la construcción de una casa de campo en el punto más alto de la colina de Chapultepec. Francisco Bambitelli, el Teniente Coronel del Ejército español e ingeniero, elaboró el proyecto, y la construcción comenzó el 16 de agosto del mismo año con un estilo barroco.
Durante el segundo Imperio Mexicano el palacio comenzó a adquirir una imagen moderna, cuando a la llegada del emperador Maximiliano de Habsburgo, Maximiliano I de México, y su esposa la emperatriz Carlota en 1864 decidieron establecer ahí su residencia oficial. El Emperador contrató a varios arquitectos europeos y mexicanos, entre ellos Julius Hofmann, Carl Gangolf Kayser, Carlos Schaffer, Eleuterio Méndez y Ramón Rodríguez Arangoity, para realizar varios proyectos que siguieron un estilo neoclásico en la arquitectura (contrastando con el resto del castillo que tiene una arquitectura barroca) y convertir el palacio en un lugar más habitable.
El botánico Wilhelm Knechtel se encargó de crear el jardín situado en la azotea del edificio. Además, el Emperador trajo de Europa varias piezas de mobiliario, arte y muchos otros finos artículos que siguen exhibiéndose hasta el día de hoy.
Ya que el palacio estaba retirado de la ciudad de México, el emperador Maximiliano ordenó la construcción de un bulevar que conectaba directamente la residencia imperial con el centro de la ciudad, y decidió nombrarlo Paseo de la Emperatriz (en honor a su esposa). Tras el asesinato del emperador y la restauración de la República en 1867 por Benito Juárez y el final de la Guerra de Reforma, el bulevar fue rebautizado como Paseo de la Reforma.
Colònia Sant Corneli (920 m.) - Cercs, Barcelona (Spain).
ENGLISH
Cercs is a municipality in the comarca of the Berguedà in Catalonia, Spain. It is situated on the right bank of the Llobregat river above the Baells reservoir. It is the site of an important power station which burns the lignite extracted at Fígols and Saldes. The town is served by the C-1411 road between Berga and the Cadí tunnel.
In 1893 the Basque businessman Jose Enrique de Olano y Loyzaga bought the mines of Cercs and commanded to construct the colony Sant Corneli in the entrance of the mine so that the miners and their families, mainly originating of Asturias, Cantabria and Navarre lived there. First the basic buildings were constructed: elementary school, church, supplies store, bakery and houses. Later one added a theater-cinema, a convent of nuns and offices. In the best times they live 3,000 people.
The most aspiration of boys was to become miners, and those of the girls to be wife of a miner. The chaplain taught to the children arithmetical elementary and to pray, and the nuns the same taught to the children and in addition to sew, to cook, to wash and to iron. The women without pair were going to work to a textile factory, whereas the married ones washed the clothes of the miners.
The houses were of between 30 and 40 m2 and in each one lived 5 or 6 families, although only 4 simultaneously at the most. They had 2 rooms, a kitchen, a toilet and a closet. When families worked in the mine or the factory, the others were in the house, and every 12 hours interchanged. This system was called “camacaliente” (hot bed).
At the beginning the miners received according to the coal whom they extracted, but Jose Enrique de Olano y Loyzaga changed the system and implanted a low pay but fixed, to which every 15 days were added to him the meters pricked according to the category of the miner. First they received with “bonds” exchangeable in the supplies store stores and the shops, and later it was paid with currency. The miners were numbered, and when entering the mine they left cards that they indicated that they were inside, and when leaving they turned them. Thus they knew if somebody died in the mine. The numbers of the dead miners never were replaced.
The mines of Cercs have lived some revolutionary episodes. In 1932 the anarchists took the company, and were evacuated by the army. In 1977 was carriet out a confinement in the occasion of the dismissal of 430 miners. Carbones de Berga S.A. closed definitively in 1991 dismissing the miners progressively or giving them work in other mines.
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Cercs, municipio de la provincia de Barcelona en Cataluña. Pertenece a la comarca del Berguedà. Situado al norte de la ciudad de Berga, se extiende desde los Rasos de Peguera hasta las cimas de Vallcebre, a la derecha del río Llobregat y a la orilla del embalse de Cercs. El nombre de la villa procede del término "quercus" (roble en latín).
En 1893 el empresario vasco José Enrique de Olano y Loyzaga compró las minas de Cercs y mandó construir la colonia Sant Corneli en la boca de la mina para que viviesen los mineros y sus familias, procedentes en gran parte de Asturias, Cantabria y Navarra. Primero se construyeron los edificios básicos: escuela, iglesia, economato, panadería y casas elementales. Más tarde se añadió un teatro-cine, un convento de monjas y unas oficinas. En los mejores tiempos llegaron a vivir 3.000 personas.
La máxima aspiración de los niños era llegar a ser mineros, y las de las niñas ser mujer de un minero. El capellán enseñaba a los niños aritmética elemental y a rezar, y las monjas enseñaban lo mismo a las niñas y además a coser, cocinar, lavar y planchar. Las mujeres sin pareja iban a trabajar a una fábrica textil, mientras que las casadas lavaban la ropa de los mineros.
Las casas eran de entre 30 y 40 m2 y en cada una vivían 5 o 6 familias, aunque sólo 4 a la vez como máximo. Tenían 2 habitaciones, una cocina, una comuna y un armario. Cuando unas familias trabajaban en la mina o en la fábrica, las otras estaban en la casa, y cada 12 horas se intercambiaban. Este sistema se llamó "camacaliente".
Al principio los mineros cobraban según el carbón que extraían, pero José Enrique de Olano y Loyzaga cambió el sistema e implantó un sueldo bajo pero fijo al que cada 15 días se le sumaban los metros picados según la categoría del minero. Primero cobraban con "vales" canjeables en el economato o en las tiendas, y más tarde se pagó con moneda. Los mineros estaban numerados, y al entrar en la mina dejaban unas fichas que indicaban que estaban dentro, y al salir las giraban. Así sabían si moría alguien en la mina. Los números de los mineros muertos nunca se sustituían.
Las minas de Cercs han vivido algunos episodios revolucionarios. En 1932 los anarquistas tomaron la empresa, y fueron desalojados por el ejército. En 1977 se llevó a cabo un encierro con motivo del despido de 430 mineros. Carbones de Berga S.A. cerró definitivamente en 1991 despidiendo progresivamente a los mineros o recolocándolos en otras minas.
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La ameba Nebela se ha echado a dormir, se ha enquistado dentro de su cascarón de pepitas de cuarzo formando una esfera como el mundo; así estará bien arropada y protegida, y quizá de esa forma pueda pasar mejor el invierno de hielo, en la Sierra de la Culebra le espera bajo los aullidos sobrecogedores de los lobos que a veces visitan la charca en la que vive.
Hoy la Naturaleza ha gastado una broma a esta ameba discreta, colocando sobre la cúpula de su casa un tirabuzón. Molinete verde que adorna su cabeza haciéndola presumida en este tiempo de sueño invernal. La espiral de la vida seguirá su ciclo y este filamento que adorna como una joya minúscula, la minúscula casa de joya de Nebela se irá despertando al desperezarse la espiral, cuando sople el viento de primavera.
Cuando ella llegue se convertirá en hilo ondulado...hilo de vida de una cianobacteria que aunque recuerda a Lyngbia contorta probablemente sea Scitonema...y que ha hecho lo mismo que Nebela. Se ha convertido en un ovillo para pasar estos fríos de invierno junto a la compañía de esta ameba. Cuando la primavera empiece a despertar ellas lo harán también transformando su belleza estática en latido.
La ameba Nebela protege su cuerpo dentro de un cascarón fuertemente comprimido en forma de gota y ese cascarón de doble capa, se cubre hoy de pepitas de cuarzo transparentes que ella misma fabrica como gotas de cristal.
La cápsula que encierra el cuerpo de Nebela suele ser ligeramente ocre o amarillenta, comprimida lateralmente y presenta pequeños poros laterales difíciles de observar. El cuello tras el que se encuentra la apertura de su casa - que puede ser lineal, ligeramente o fuertemente curvada - es muy corto, apenas está marcado y su borde está rodeado por un collar de materia orgánica.
El caparazón y casa de esta ameba puede estar compuesto de dos capas una interna constituida por un cemento orgánico y la más externa donde se adhieren partículas minerales, restos de diatomeas o placas de sílice fabricadas por ella misma, como ocurre en la Nebela de hoy. El caso es que para que pueda tener esta capa exterior fabricada con placas, necesita alimentarse de otras amebas que también tengan caparazón. Si no lo tienen y se alimenta solo de amebas desnudas, su cuerpo estará también semidesnudo y únicamente protegido por la capa más interna de cemento traslúcido.
Cuando camina por los fondos Nebela desparrama sus brazos en el agua abriéndose en ella y abrazándola como gruesas raíces móviles que se funden y desaparecen para volver a surgir en mil formas diferentes.
Nebella tubulosa , no es una ameba común, la de hoy vive entre los esfagnos de una turbera situada en las inmediaciones de la pequeña localidad de Boya, situado en pleno corazón de la Sierra de la culebra de Zamora y ha sido fotografiada a 400 aumentos con la técnica de contraste de interferencia.
The Manali-Leh highway
One of the highest and most rugged highways in the world, the journey on the Manali - Leh highway is one that leaves the traveller gasping for breath on all accounts...dream like landscapes taking your breath away at almost every turn and sheer breathlessness from the lack of oxygen as you cross some of the highest roads and mountain passes in the world.
It connects the Manali valley to Kullu valley, Lahaul and Spiti and Ladakh and is open only between June and mid-September when snow is cleared from the road. Prominent passes that one crosses include Rohtang La (3,978m), Baralacha La (5,045m), Lachulung La (5,059m) and Tanglang La (5,325m). Between Lachlung La and Taglang La the road crosses the More plains, a vast desert like expanse at an altitude in excess of 4,500mts.
The journey along the road normally takes two days and many travellers make overnight stops at Jispa and tented camps such as Sarchu. Alternately, overnight stops can be made at Keylong. Owing to the high altitudes and the low-oxygen air, many travelers experience breathlessness, headaches and nausea or in some cases even acute mountain sickness.
The highway was designed, built, constructed and is maintained in its entirety by the Indian Army and is capable of supporting the heaviest of their vehicles. This journey is often referred to as the ultimate challenge for riding and off-roading enthusiansts and attracts bikers from all over the world.
10 FACTS TAG!
i was tagged by my beautiful bestfriend, Mary Buzbee!
1.)i can play Hey Ya the acoustic cover and
Anyone Else but You by the Moldy Peaches on the guitar slowly.:)
2.)i really support what TOMS is doing and i've yet to buy a pair.
3.) i have a little scar on the back of my leg from when i was very little
and i was playing on my friend's dad's old van. we would slide down the window
on the front of the car over and over again. Her dad called us to come eat and i went to slide down and got hung on a piece of metal sticking out and was literally hanging from it.
4.) i used to be able to touch my feet to the back of my head while laying on my stomach. not that flexible anymore.
5.) my favorite nail polish color is bright yellow.
6.) i play video games and i'm currently working on God of War 2 for PS2.
7.) i love Summertime, but it's not my favorite season. my favorite season is Autumn.
8.) I can't stop listening to The Moon by The Swell Season.
9.) i almost always have a safgn on my head.
10.) i am very strong and i love my life.
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Turbio fondeadero donde van a recalar,
barcos que en el muelle para siempre han de quedar...
Sombras que se alargan en la noche del dolor;
náufragos del mundo que han perdido el corazón...
Puentes y cordajes donde el viento viene a aullar,
barcos carboneros que jamás han de zarpar...
Torvo cementerio de las naves que al morir,
sueñan sin embargo que hacia el mar han de partir...
Amarrado al recuerdo
yo sigo esperando...
¡Niebla del Riachuelo!...
De ese amor, para siempre,
me vas alejando...
Nunca más volvió,
nunca más la vi,
nunca más su voz nombró mi nombre junto a mí...
esa misma voz que dijo: "¡Adiós!".
Sueña, marinero, con tu viejo bergantín,
bebe tus nostalgias en el sordo cafetín...
Llueve sobre el puerto, mientras tanto mi canción;
llueve lentamente sobre tu desolación...
Anclas que ya nunca, nunca más, han de levar,
bordas de lanchones sin amarras que soltar...
Triste caravana sin destino ni ilusión,
como un barco preso en la "botella del figón"
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Nieblas del Riachuelo - Letra Enrique Cadícamo / Interpretada por Bebo y Cigala
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{Foto de Archivo} otras del 2009 cuando me estrenaba con mi cámara....
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"Let's take the train to anywhere
I wanna feel the wind in my hair with you.
Let's tell them all, that soon they'll know
How very wrong they were to think we'd never go,
And if you tell me yours I'll tell you mine
And we will clean the cobwebs out of one another's minds. "
DON'T EVER - Missy Higgins
Taken on the way back from a recent road trip to Rolleston - weather was miserable the whole 4 days prior. As usual with my luck the sun came out the day we drove home. After seeing these Sunflowers on the way up we quickly pulled over when we drove past on the return trip.
Taken with a homemade 4x5 camera.
Shoot to 4x5 Fuji Color instant film.
Soft focus and colour manipulation with Tiffen lens filter.
Author : IMRE BECSI
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Modell : Blanka (My small daughter )
Location of shoot : My garden, Csobánka, Hungary, Central-Europe
Time of shoot : 08.05.2009.
PICTURE MADE WITH :
( Home-made assembled 4x5 camera be composed of
few original photography equipments )
Camera body : plant pot ( from IKEA )
Film back holder : Cambo Revolving Back Assembly with Focusing glass (Graflock style)
Objective mount : Polaroid 600 SE
Lens : Mamiya 5,6/150 mm (from Polaroid 600 SE set)
Back Vewfinder : Cambo Reflex Viewing Hood
Top Viewfinder : Mamiya 75 mm
Top Vewfinder Raising : Hama
Shutter release : Nikon
Matte Box : Old bellows style Arriflex MB with two 3X4 filter holders (from my Eclair s16 movie camera set)
Rods mount : Chrosziel
Rods : Homemade
Grip : Furnitur handle (from IKEA)
Quick release plates : Manfrotto
Picture from this camera here :
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Tripod : Sachtler 14
Ballhead : Manfrotto
Filters : Double-Fog 1/4 and Sepia 1 (3x3 Tiffen)
Film Back : 550 model
Film : FUJI FP-100c45 Professional Instant Color 4X5 Film
Light : Late afthernoon sun
Exposure : 1/8 sec./8 (Minolta Light Meter III)
Dev. : 120 sec. ( normal )
POST WORK :
Scanner : Epson Perfection 3200 Photo (1200 dpi)
Scanner software : SilverFast SE
Final work : PS
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Please View Large On Black. Ringrose Peak (left, partial) and Yukness Mountain.
The rain came down the moment we stepped into the Le Relais Day Shelter, just a few hours after we were transported by bus into this restricted area of Yoho National Park. In as soon as half an hour, hikers emerged out of nowhere and gravitated toward this wooden lakeshore sanctuary, which is the launching pad for all hikes in the Lake O’hara region. We were forced to stay put while this place getting packed, more and more like a hazy bar (at some point the two girls selling the food/souvenir started to play guitar and sing).
The rain then turned into a hail storm and the entire region, bathing in all three phases of water, turned into a magical place.
We waited until the weather stabilized and decided to go straight up to Wiwaxy Gap, with only three hours of daylight remaining. Although it’s one of the toughest climbs in the renowned alpine circuit with a lot of exposed ledges, the scenery got exponentially better with each step. After 1,625 ft of scrambling we finally got to the top, and another wave of cold front decided to sneak in encircling us with cold rain and fog.
Not wanting to scramble down the original route, we paced up toward the other end of the valley. On our way to Lake Oesa the sun suddenly peeked out for the first time the entire afternoon before its final descending below the horizon. This is one of the images taken during that precious 20 minutes before we had to press on and eventually hiked back with headlamp.
Canon 5D Mark II, Canon 70-200mm f/2.8L IS, 70mm 1/30s at f/10, ISO 640 Tripod
This wonderful scene is from Julia Pfeiffer Burns State Park in Bug Sur. This particular spot might be one of the prettiest locations I've ever been to. It is just gorgeous. And a beautiful waterfall (McWay Falls) spilling out into the ocean just tops it off.
Single exposure with CPL.
I have to say thanks very much to Joshua Cripps for the tips on what beaches to visit during my time here. I would have likely stumbled across some of the places, but his tips proved invaluable.
Thanks also to Jill Clardy for her tips in and around San Francisco.
My own little disclaimer to myself...I'm working off the laptop screen, so I may have to go back and re-look at a number of the shots I post while on travel.
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The Gay Head Lighthouse has always been perilously close to the ever-eroding cliffs. The red brick light was built in 1844 to replace a wooden tower authorized by President John Quincy Adams. In 1856, the marvelous Fresnel lens with its 1,009 prisms was installed, after having been proudly exhibited at the World's Fair in Paris. It is now preserved at the Martha's Vineyard Historical Society in Edgartown, and is lighted every evening after dark throughout the year.
The Gay Head, East Chop, and Edgartown Lighthouses are maintained by the Martha's Vineyard Historical Society under a 30-year lease with the United States Coast Guard. Each light has a large, fenced-in park area that makes a perfect place to relax and enjoy the island's view. The Gay Head and East Chop Lighthouses are open for sunset tours from late June through mid-September, from 1.5 hours before sunset to 0.5 hour after. The Gay Head Lighthouse is open Friday to Sunday; the East Chop Lighthouse just Sundays. Musicians and vocalists often perform impromptu. A $3 admission fee is requested for adults; children under 12 are admitted free.
The lighthouses are available for wedding ceremonies and other special events. Call the Martha's Vineyard Historical Society at 508-627-4441. Tax-deductible donations to help save the lights may be designated as "lighthouse donations" and mailed to The Martha's Vineyard Historical Society, P.O. Box 827, Edgartown MA 02539.
Here is my first (serious) Close-up Strobist...This is one of the photos we had the Workshop in the Swansea University.
This is one of the photos we had the Workshop in the Swansea University. A big credit to Marc Holmes, the president of Swansea Photography Society, who initiate the workshop and deal with plenty of set-up. Tom Littlehead and Elsa Morgan who also made a great contribution on the set-up on that day...
It is not perfect but I really want to see how you think about this...... So, anyone has some suggestions, I would be more than appreciate....
If you want to see the setup photo. Feel free to click HERE
Strobist info:
Medium softbox behind object with Full Power
ISO 200 : f/22 : 55 mm : 1/250 sec
Your comments, feedbacks and suggestions would be more than appreciate ;)
P.S. Sorry, I mess up quite a lot on my photostream. I still love to try on a lot of things. So Please bare with me!!!
A hidden cove we stumbled upon (see story below) on the way back.The sun was about to set which further saturated the already amazing color of these rock formations. This really needs to be viewed Large On Black or with B l a c k M a g i c.
Canon 5D Mark II + EF 17-40mm f/4.0 L USM. 17mm 5sec at f/18, ISO400,Tripod.
After testing our Hummer in deep sands the previous afternoon, we decided that it may be the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to attempt the arduous unmarked 4-wheel drive on sandy track to the remote South Coyotte Buttes area in the Paria Canyon Vermillion Cliffs Wilderness Area. The next morning we tried our luck again at the Paria ranger station for the 10 walk-in permits to the North Coyote Buttes (the famous "Wave") and not too surprisingly, didn't get it 2 days in a row. The permits to the South Coyote Buttes, on the other hand, are easily available due to the difficulty of access.
So the journey began.
Planning to shoot around Cottonwood access area at dusk, we entered the wilderness area in the afternoon. Most people have finished their day hikes and left this 112,500 acres region south of highway 89. Not maintaining enough revs at the first ascent after Paw Hole, our Hummer got buried in the sands and refused to go any further. The afternoon storm decided to drop in at the perfect timing while we used shovels, floor mats, tree trunks..etc to bring this monster out of the sands again. The rest of the road until the Cottonwood Cove access is more enjoyable after this lesson.
The evening light was unflattering so we just scouted the Cottonwood Teepees area before heading back to the tent.
The rain came in again around midnight and stayed on and off until 10am next morning. The color of the sandstone was deeply saturated under overcast sky and I just kept finding more and more bizarre formations around this otherworldly place.
We were sitting at the north end of the Cottonwood Teepees after the sun came out, gazing at the distant North and South Teepees, about 1.5 miles away. North Coyote Buttes is probably another 1.5 miles further, we were guessing. The Wave seemed so close. After quite some discussions the two of us decided to march north and perhaps accidentally enter the North Buttes...
All we have was one GPS location of The Wave, which is accurate according to Google Earth. Our GPS, however, led us to a place turned out to be half mile away from The Wave, after 4 hours of walking in deep sands and scrambling on the slickrock.
The Anasazi spirits were probably messing with us.
Frustrated, exhausted, and more importantly, out of water, heading back before sunset was the only option. The camera equipments seemed to gain weight with every step and we had to take naps whenever we found big enough trees to offer shades. I was tortured by the thirst, but lying under the trees and watching the lazy clouds over us was strangely relaxing...
On the way back to Cottonwood Teepees the sun started to set. Knowing that we had roughly the right direction, we headed toward the middle section of these alien rock formations instead of following the outer path where we came from. We stumbled upon a nice hidden sand cove after scrambling up a ridge, but only to find that there is no way to get down the other side which happened to be hundreds feet of vertical drop on slick rocks. It's 7pm and the daylight had almost faded with only a hint of color in the sky. We backtracked and decided to follow the outer edge in hope to find the way we came. With only one headlamp we climbed one sand dune after another in darkness. The waypoints and tracks on our GPS were so entangled that we didn't know what to follow any more. Bushes and rocks, near and far, were all mixed together under the moonlight that we found ourselves in the middle of a maze. Lack of water for hours I might have slight delusion and started to believe that we have to stay right there in the desert for the night, without any water, and exposed to all sorts of unknown beasts in the wilderness.
We took a final look at the GPS and carefully examined the track record. At some point our track did intercept with the earlier ones we left the previous day when scouting. Forgetting all the conflicting messages the surrounding landscape was casting on us, we decided to blindly follow the GPS.
Another hour later, we were finally back at the tent.
[fr]: Le vieux passage vers la porte de bois, Conflent, Pyrénées Orientales, France
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I'm starting a new set of pictures today. I hope that this will be an ongoing series. The plan is to pair each picture in the set with a poem by our best known local poet, Byron Herbert Reece, who lived and wrote in the Choestoe area of Union County, Georgia, less than 20 miles from my home. The name Choestoe - pronounced "Chowee Stowee" is a Cherokee Indian word usually translated as "the place of the Dancing Rabbits." (I doubt that I will be patient or fortunate enough to actually get a shot of any rabbits dancing - I'm not sure my new camera even does videos!)
At any rate, I've started the set with a few pictures that I took this past Saturday at the Byron Herbert Reece Farm and Heritage Center. If you click on the set to the right you can learn more about the poet and the efforts to preserve his legacy.
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Poem # 1:
ELBOWS ON THE SKY
If man might lean his elbows on the sky
As farmers lean their weight upon a wall
To look upon their ample fields that lie
Heavy with harvest in the yellow Fall
Then he might dicker with close-fisted fate,
Himself decide what to reject or keep
Before he comes at length beyond the gate
Where he may choose not anything but sleep.
Yet if he leaned but once upon a star
And saw his earth, and himself a fugitive,
As long as breath could keep life's door ajar
He would be happy but to breathe and live,
With little care for what he shall be when
Of death's gray waste he is a citizen.
from Ballad of the Bones and Other Poems 1945
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Byron_Herbert_Reese
Did I mention I'm in Cali still? Will be here for a few months... Yay! Decided to extend our vacation... Well... the daughter and I, anyway. Daddy is still hard at work back home. We miss him dearly but know that these few months we have here to stay, will be unforgettable.
Here's another photo from my photo session in Glendale about 2 weeks ago. I LOVE this picture SO much! I can see it framed in Black FRAME! Gorgeous..! Don't they just melt your heart? Seriously.... if they don't, you're just not HUMAN! LOL
As requested by Alex "Orion Pax" , pictures of my two revised GMC Sierra pickup trucks from the 80's TV show "The Fallguy".
Both MOCs were sittin' on my shelf for a few years now and collecting dust., because I wasn't satisfied with some details, so I never took pictures until now.
Some of you may remember my first 6-wide version:
www.brickshelf.com/cgi-bin/gallery.cgi?f=362971
This old version in the link was part of a dispute between me and Alex.
He was thinking I stole some of the ideas of his GMC Fallguy MOC:
www.brickshelf.com/cgi-bin/gallery.cgi?i=3668277
While I wasn't even aware of his works at that point in time.
However, we were able to bury our dispute peacefully and today I'm happy to had become aware of his highly inspiring works due to that fact.
As you can see, the smaller version of my revised MOCs "borrows" even more ideas from his old GMC truck.
Hope he doesn't mind today...;)
Oh, and if you wonder what piece the antenna on the small truck is: It is a whisker from my cat - non LEGO at all...;)
Don't miss "Orion Pax" newest Fall Guy GMC in awesome dark brown and dark tan!
Porto Venere is located in the West Coast of the Gulf of La Spezia, province of the Liguria (Italy). Southwards Porto Venere is protect and archipelago composed by the islands ofPalmaria, tino and Tinetto . It is very closed to 5 Terre ( northwards) andTuscany ( south – eastwards). From Porto Venere are easily reachable the islands of Corsica, Sardinia and all the islands of Tuscan Archipelago.
Main sights:
-The Grotta dell'Arpaia (now collapsed), known as Byron's Grotto, from which the English poet Byron swam across the gulf of La Spezia to San Terenzo to visit Shelley in Lerici, in 1822.
-The Gothic church of St. Peter, consecrated in 1198. It was built over a pre-existing fifth century Palaeo-Christian church, which had rectangular plan and semicircular apse. The new part, from the thirteenth century, is marked externally by white and black stripes.
-The Romanesque church of St. Lawrence, erected in 1098 by the Genoese. It probably occupies the site of ancient temple dedicated to Jupiter. The church was damaged by a fire in 1340 and by the Aragonese attack in 1494, and was further restored in 1582.
-The Doria Castle.
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Perché il dono dell'amore è timido,
non dice mai il suo nome,
attraversa rapido l'ombra,
diffondendo un fremito di gioia attraverso la polvere.
Coglilo al volo o perdilo per sempre.
(Tagore, Poesie d'amore)
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Electrical Storm - U2 it.youtube.com/watch?v=ROD4OLJijkk
The sea it swells like a sore head
and the night it is aching
Two lovers lie with no sheets on their bed
and the day it is breaking
On rainy days we go swimming out
on rainy days, swimming in the sound
On rainy days we go swimming out
You're in my mind all of the time
I know that's not enough
if the sky can crack
there must be some way back
for love and only love
Car alarm andback tosleep
you kept awake dreaming some else's dream
coffee is cold, but it will get you through
compromise, there's nothing new to you
let's seecolours that have never been seen
let's go to places no one else has been
You're in my mindall of the time
I know that's not enough
if the sky can crack
there must be some way back
to love and only love
Electrical Storm
Electrical Storm
Electrical Storm
Baby don't cry
It's hot as hell, honey in this room
sure hope the weather will break soon
the air is heavy, heavy as a truck
hope the rain will wash away our bad luck
heeeeyheeeey
If the sky can crack, there must be some way back
for love and only love
Electrical Storm
Electrical Storm
Electrical Storm
Baby don't cry
Tôi gặp anh. Chúng tôi nói với nhau không nhiều, bởi vì tôi không biết phải bắt đầu từ đâu. Mọi thứ về anh còn ám ảnh, nó vẫn thế, vẫn bí ẩn. Thứ tình cảm với anh tôi không biết gọi là gì, mà tôi cũng chẵng thèm đặt tên vì sợ nó không còn như thế
Với Khói, sẽ có Người tình và Người yêu. Anh sẽ là gì, là Người tình anh nhé vì em đã có một người yêu. Chúng ta mỗi người có một thế giới riêng, một người yêu riêng, em vẫn rất yêu người yêu, nhưng em thích gặp anh người tình àh. Thích gần, nhưng không thích hôn, muốn chạm nhưng sợ cái nắm tay, muốn âu yếm nhưng sợ một cái vuốt ve, chỉ muốn nhìn là đủ!
_Mày đang ngoại tình đấy Khói àh!
Bạn tôi nói thế. Ngoại tình àh_từ ấy tôi dành cho những cặp vợ chồng! Tôi với anh là người yêu thì nói gì đến từ ấy, không đúng. Nhưng có dạo, tôi mắng nhiết anh, dỗi hờn vài ngày vì từ ấy. với một tư cách của Vợ!
_Tôi là vợ anh ấy!
Đầu dây bên kia im bặt! Hai người đã cưới nhau rồi àh?
Tôi cố gắng giữ bình tĩnh có thế! Rít thuốc, khói bay khắp phòng, cay quá! Tôi với anh là gì nhỉ, người yêu về tư cách chẵng hơn cô gái ấy, nhưng cái đại từ nhân xưng tôi vừa thốt ra thì đầy quyền lực. Tính cho cùng tôi là kẻ đến sau, là người chen ngang trong hai 2 họ yêu nhau. Lấy 6 tháng của mình để đổi từng 24 tháng ấy, tôi thấy thẹn thùng. Giây phút ấy, lòng kiêu hãnh tôi cao hơn tình yêu tôi dành cho anh. Cái “tôi” trong tôi lớn hơn tất cả, mọi gai góc lại trở về chen vào những ngày tháng hạnh phúc ít ỏi với anh. Tôi không giận nhiều khi đọc những dòng tin nhắn anh dành cho tình yêu 2 năm ấy. Tôi không rơi nước mắt tiếc nuối nhưng gì mình từng có với anh, trong Khói chỉ có mỗi ý nghĩa :”Tao hơn con người ấy!”
Tôi là kẻ ích kỉ, nhưng nhiều yêu thương và cả lòng tự trọng! Không cho phép mình yếu đuối, không thích van xin ủy mị trước một kẻ khác. Và lúc ấy tôi biết mình thắng, khi con người kia rơi nước mắt vì anh, còn tôi thì không. Người ta van nài tôi trả tình yêu về cho họ còn tôi thì không! Người ta kể lể với tôi đã hy sinh thế nào, yêu nhau thế nào, tôi thì không. Như thế là đủ, tôi biết với tôi, anh như thế là đủ. Buông đi cũng được, đã không còn yếu đuối sau nhiều chuyện xảy ra, đủ bình tĩnh để biết tôi đứng nơi đâu trong cuộc tình này. Như thế tôi gọi là chiến thắng.
_Anh ấy ngoại tình với chị, và hôm nay tôi biết!
Tôi đang nói với cô đấy, cô gái àh. Cô hãy suy nghĩ câu ấy, ý tôi là chồng tôi ngoại tình với cô, hiểu những gì tôi nói chứ. Cô là kẻ phá bĩnh cái hạnh phúc gia đình tôi.
Như thế cũng đủ cho người ta sợ hãi. Đanh đá vừa đủ, chanh chua vừa đủ, lời lẽ vừa đủ! Đang khiếp sợ đấy nhỉ?
Đã chọn em thì đừng có lần thứ hai, Khói không quen tha thứ, và đừng làm gì để em biết! Thế là đủ! Chỉ cần thế tôi vẫn có thể tiếp tục! Tôi có nhiều thứ hơn cô gái kia, tôi biết tôi có đủ tình yêu để giữ anh theo một cách khác.
Và cô gái bé nhỏ àh..tôi thắng cô chỉ một từ Vợ!:)
Đừng làm gì vượt quá giới hạn cho phép, cứ ngắm nhìn những ai anh thích, cứ nghĩ đến những gì anh từng có. Nhưng xin một điều, hãy biết hiện tại, có một lần anh đã gần như mất em!
I must down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,
And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea's face, and a grey dawn breaking.
I must down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.
I must down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull's way and the whale's way where the wind's like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick's over.
By John Masefield (1878-1967).
(English Poet Laureate, 1930-1967.)
Published in Carve Surf Magazine UK 2011
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2nd place winner in our "Contest #38...Waterdroplets on Flowers..."thread at Unforgettable Flowers group 8th Dec 09 :-)
3rd Place - Excalibur Awards 1st October 09
Received an HONOURABLE MENTION in Round 7 of our "OUR WORLD" SERIES: FLOWERS Perpetual Contest - November 2009 Colour Photo Award - PREMIER. - 18th Nov 09 :-)
4th Place - mywinners contest - Pink 29th Nov 09
Some more pretty colours from the flowers that my daughter gave me..................
Thank you all so much for your visit/comment/award and faves!! It's really very much appreciated - have a great day and a wonderful week :-)
El Puerto de Palma de Mallorca es el puerto más grande e importante de las Islas Baleares. Actualmente cubre una extensa línea de costa comprendida entre el Moll Vell (Muelle Viejo), frente a la catedral, y el Dique del oeste (junto al barrio de Porto Pí). Es utilizado para el transporte de mercancía, barcos pesqueros, embarcaciones de recreo, transporte de pasajeros y buques militares. Existen dos estaciones marítimas en servicio en el Muelle de Peraires, desde donde operan los cruceros y los barcos de línea regular con destino a Barcelona, Valencia, Ibiza, Mahón o Denia. Debido al incremento del número de cruceros que hacen escala en Palma se ha habilitado una tercera estación marítima en el Dique del oeste y actualmente se van a iniciar las obras para construir sobre las dos antiguas estaciones dos nuevas.
This photo was taken by Jonas Hansson, a very good Swedish friend of mine, on his trip with his father Hans (another great friend) in 2006 (via their vintage Volvo PV hot rod convertible) across the USA on Route 66. Here Hans sits in his converted Volvo PV along Route 66 near Barstow, California. I've known Hans and his wife Margareth since 1970 when I lived in Sweden, and it was great fun to see Hans and Jonas when they visited me in San Diego, CA in 2006 after their fabulous trip down "The Mother Road".
With Jonas' permission, I've been selecting some of my favorite photos of their road trip along the "Mother Road" and doing some post processing... enhancing, cropping, tone mapping, special effects, etc. In this photo I enhanced and cropped the original. They had such a wonderful time - a trip of a lifetime for Hans and Jonas.
As the song by Bobby Troup goes:
If you ever plan to motor west
Travel my way, the highway that's the best.
Get your kicks on Route 66!
Below is a link to Hans and Jonas' blog about their historic trip:
hanssonroute66.blogspot.com/2006/07/information-in-englis...
INFORMATION ON ROUTE 66:
U.S. Route 66 (also known as Route 66, U.S. Highway 66, The Main Street of America, The Mother Road and the Will Rogers Highway) was a highway in the U.S. Highway System. One of the original U.S. highways, US 66 was established on November 11, 1926. It originally ran from Chicago, Illinois, through Missouri, Kansas, Oklahoma, Texas, New Mexico, Arizona, and California, before ending at Los Angeles for a total of 2,448 miles (3,940 km).
Route 66 was a major path of the migrants who went west, especially during the Dust Bowl of the 1930s, and supported the economies of the communities through which the road passed. People doing business along the route became prosperous due to the growing popularity of the highway, and those same people later fought to keep the highway alive even with the growing threat of being bypassed by the new Interstate Highway System.
US 66 was officially removed from the United States Highway System on June 27,1985 after it was decided the route was no longer relevant and had been replaced by the Interstate Highway System. Portions of the road that passed through Illinois, New Mexico, and Arizona have been designated a National Scenic Byway of the name "Historic Route 66". It has begun to return to maps in this form. Some portions of the road in southern California have been re-designated "State Route 66", and others bear "Historic Route 66" signs and relevant historic information.
Over the years, U.S. Route 66 received many nicknames. Route 66 was advertised as The Main Street of America by the U.S. Highway 66 Association to promote the highway. In the John Steinbeck novel The Grapes of Wrath, the highway is called The Mother Road, the title that The Route most often receives today. Lastly, Route 66 was unofficially named The Will Rogers Highway by the U.S. Highway 66 Association in 1952.
In 1990, Route 66 associations were founded separately in both Arizona and Missouri. Other groups in the other Route 66 states soon followed. The same year, the state of Missouri declared Route 66 in that state a "State Historic Route". The first "Historic Route 66" marker was erected on Kearney Street at Glenstone Avenue in Springfield, Missouri. Other historic markers now line—at times sporadically—the entire 2,400 mile (3,860 km) length of road.
Many preservation groups have tried to save and even tried to landmark the old motels and neon signs along the road in different states. In 2008, The World Monuments Fund added Route 66 to its World Monuments Watch list of 100 Most Endangered Sites. Sites along the route, such as gas stations, motels, cafes, trading posts, and drive-in movie theaters are threatened by development in urban areas, and by abandonment and decay in rural areas.
As the popularity and mythical stature of Route 66 has continued to grow, demands have begun to mount to improve signage, return Route 66 to road atlases and revive its status as a continuous routing. Along these lines Route 66 has been established as a National Scenic Byway in Illinois, Arizona and New Mexico with National Scenic Byway status pending in Oklahoma and Missouri as of 2007. Another move is also afoot that aims to reinstate Route 66 as an official U.S. Route.
Source: Wikipedia
The first view of the Pangong far out in the distance.
Pangong Tso (or Pangong Lake; Tso: Ladakhi for lake) is a lake in the Himalayas situated at a height of about 4,250 m (13,900 ft). It is 134 km (83.3 mi) long and extends from India to China. Two thirds of the length of this lake lies in China. The lake is 5 km (3 mi) wide at its broadest point. In winter, the lake surface freezes completely despite being salt water. The army patrol jeeps actually drive on the frozen lake during the winter months !!
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Winter 2005 @ Leslie Spit
I spend alot of time at Leslie Spit seems every winter is getting warmer & warmer the next series of pics are from that winter.
Record Breaking Warm Day - 17 January 2005
Toronto, Ontario: A breath of Spring in the middle of Winter as Toronto's temperature soars to 18°C (64°F), the highest January temperature recorded here since records began in 1840.
Winter's Worst Days - January 22
A vigorous Alberta clipper which swept through southern Ontario on January 22 brought treacherous blizzards, blinding whiteouts and dangerously low wind chills. The highest snowfall totals were recorded near the west end of Lake Ontario where easterly winds blew embedded lake-effect squalls inland. Blowing snow created large drifts and reduced visibility to near zero. The OPP reported more than 800 accidents, mostly in the Toronto and Niagara region, and stretches of Highway 401 were closed with whiteouts and black ice.
A couple of days later, cold arctic air engulfed Ontario with temperatures dipping to below -25°C in the southern reaches of the province. It was the beginning of the coldest time of the winter. In Kitchener-Waterloo temperatures dipped to -31.1°C, one of the coldest days in its history.
Yesterday was the strangest, longest, most packed and eventful day.
While I was shooting this, a woman walked by with a toy poodle. She gave me a weird look and then kind of stood by as I did my photos. Then she asked me, "Can you do me a favour?"
She's a painter. She needed a portrait of herself working on a piece, and had brought her point-n-shoot. She wasn't sure how to set up the selfie. So she asked me to shoot her portraits.
So I went over to her studio, and I took a bunch of photos of her on my own camera, and we traded cards so I could email them her way. When she realized I actually do photography for moneys, she asked if she could hire me to shoot her work.
And she gave me this little painting of two ladies walking a dog in Paris.
I love random adventures!!
After all of that I ended up going to a party for an old friend, and was surrounded by old college mates. It was magical. I thought I'd only make a showing, and leave in an hour, but ended up staying out long past the busses and crashing at the party. We went to bed at 6am.
my first picture of my 365!:D
happy new year everyone!! :DD
its officially january 1st, 2011.
hooooly crap. whoaa. that was fast. :\
lets all hope this will be a goood year <3
sorry, this is a really cruddy picture.. i dont really like it :\
my newspaper nails:D
inspired and learned from this.
thank you, jess!
haha i really suck at painting my nails, as you can tell. but it brings me joy:)
ahhh thank you all for your wonderful support <3 i love you all so muchh!
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if you join ill love you forever:D
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Sant Romà de Sau, Girona (Spain).
ENGLISH
The reservoir of Sau, constructed between 1949 and 1962, covered the town of Sant Romà de Sau, the rest of which, specially of the bell tower of the romnesque church of 11th century, they are visible when the level of the dammed water is low and at times of drought prolonged the town is in the open and even it is possible to visit.
The origins of Sau go back to year 917, and the parochial church to 11th century. The present population formed in 1962 when finalizing the construction of the dam and the waters had to cover the old town of Sant Romà de Sau. Although he was enough uninhabited (in the nomenclator of 1860 the parish appeared like “uninhabited”), counted with some masias, a Romanesque bridge and a Romanesque church of 11th century of Lombard style.
At the moment of the photos the reservoir is approximately at 10% of its capacity, its historical minimum, mainly because the long run drought that has been undergoing this part of Catalunya for years. The proliferation of nonnative fish introduced by practisers of sport fishing, the low water level and the high insolation of the zone cause a high level of plancton and microscopic seaweed that contaminates the water, reason why in autumn of the 2005 began a draining of this dam in the one of Susqueda to improve the quality of the drinking water, and the collection of fish before they die by lack of oxygen and gets worse still more the quality of the water. Rains of October 2005 temporarily interrupted the draining, that has become to reactivate at beginning of 2008.
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CASTELLANO
El pantano de Sau, construido entre 1949 y 1962, cubrió el pueblo de Sant Romà de Sau, los restos del cual, especialmente del campanario de la iglesia románica del siglo XI, son visibles cuando el nivel del agua embalsada es bajo e incluso en épocas de sequia prolongada el pueblo queda al descubierto y es posible visitarlo.
Los orígenes de Sau se remontan al año 917, y la iglesia parroquial al siglo XI. La población actual se formó cuando en 1962 al finalizar la construcción del embalse y las aguas debían cubrir el antiguo pueblo de Sant Romà de Sau. Aunque estaba bastante despoblado (en el nomenclátor de 1860 la parroquia figuraba como "deshabitada"), contaba con algunas masías, un puente románico y una iglesia de estilo románico lombardo del siglo XI.
En el momento de las fotos el embalse está aproximadamente al 10% de su capacidad, su mínimo histórico, debido principalmente a la larga sequía que sufre esta parte de Catalunya desde hace años. La proliferación de peces no autóctonos introducidos por practicantes de pesca deportiva, el bajo nivel de agua y la alta insolación de la zona provocan un alto nivel de plancton y algas microscópicas que contaminan el agua, por lo que en otoño del 2005 se inició un vaciado de este embalse en el de Susqueda para mejorar la calidad del agua potable, y la recogida de peces antes de que mueran por falta de oxígeno y empeore aún más la calidad del agua. Las lluvias de octubre del 2005 interrumpieron temporalmente el vaciado, que se ha vuelto a reactivar a primeros del 2008.
I recently bought an 85mm f/1.8, i have been dying to use it for a shoot for about a week now. All the models i have shoots with won't be free until after next week, so i just had to get my sister out and have a play with my new lens.
Strobist
Natty light!!
Explore December 16 2009
Baby gulls, people walking dogs, the seaside, a windfarm, mist/haze, fish 'n' chips - all in Yellow
This is another one from my trip to Bridlington last weekend.
Someone asked when commenting on a previous photo if I have any SOOC or something like that. It sounded very much like an STD to me. I thought to myself, "I like these guys at flickr but that's getting a wee bit personal for even me." So I did what every red blooded male does when faced with an unsureity of a *£$%£al nature - I googled it.
The legend was then revealed - "straight out of the camera." Phew...................
So, I had a look to see if there was anything that I considered worthy of showing you nice folks. Something that I hadn't dressed up with textures and other PP. There's a smidging of sensor dust in the top right third that I would have cleaned up a bit but apart from that It's straight out the box.
So, here it is, shot straight into the sun using a 75-300mm (almost fully extended) proper minolta glass through f.25 @1/100th.
I hope you like it naked!!!!
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Name: Miseuron
Species: Makuta
Occupation: Captain to the Corrupted Crown
Titles: The Mind Machine, The Machine with No Touch
Alignment: Evil
Personality: He is calculated, cold, intelligent. He relies on his knowledge and his love for secrets to gain the upper hand
Element: Shadow
Side Powers: Unmatched telekinetic prowess, 42 Rahkshi powers
Kanohi: Avsa
Weapons: None
Backstory:
Miseuron is a dear ally to the Corrupted Crown. During the early years of the Corrupted Crowns plans to rule over Aeos, he was involved in mortal combat with Toa Raphael. Toa Raphael, being a very adept Toa of gravity, was able to match Miseuron’s telekinetic ability to a point. The battle left Miseuron in a fatal state. Left forsaken on a concrete bridge, the Corrupted Crown recovered him before he could breathe his last breath. The Corrupted Crown worked with his allies to preserve Miseuron’s vitality, producing for him a suit that could give him constant life support and essential needs for life. Without this suit, Miseuron would surely perish from his wounds. Ironically enough, this protosteel prison had also released a new potential in his telekinetic abilities, increasing them tenfold. His new telekinetic abilities let him repel the strongest of blasts, the heaviest of objects, and the most powerful of foes. Miseuron is not usually one for revenge, but he secretly waits for the day that he can eliminate his rival, Toa Raphael, and leave his body to rot in stone.
Body credit goes to Levi Acosta
Stitched Vertorama
Jacqueline Mary du Pré OBE (26 January 1945 – 19 October 1987) was a British cellist, acknowledged as one of the greatest interpreters of the instrument. She is particularly associated with Elgar's Cello Concerto in E Minor; her interpretation of that work has been described as "definitive" and "legendary". Her career was cut short by multiple sclerosis, which forced her to cease performing at the age of 28, and led to her premature death. Following her death, her older sister Hilary du Pré and younger brother Piers wrote a book about their family life, A Genius in the Family. It was the basis for the movie Hilary and Jackie, and both aroused fierce controversy.
Listen, My homage to a wonderful woman, Jacqueline du Pré (Elgar Cello Concerto 1st mov.)
La Colegiata Basílica de Santa María, o como se la denomina popularmente La Seu, es el edificio mas emblemático del gótico religioso manresano. Corona el monte Cardener, cuna histórica de la ciudad, desde donde se contempla un magnífico panorama sobre el río, ocupa el espacio de construcciones religiosas y civiles mas antiguas. Es, sin duda, la imagen mas clá¡sica y bonita de la ciudad. El primer nombre hace referencia al capítulo de canonjías que recoge, mientras que la denominación de basílica corresponde al título otorgado en 1886 por el Papa León XIII. En 1931 fue declarada monumento histórico. La iglesia de Santa María de Manresa aparece documentada en el año 890. El 999, las tropas musulmanas de Al-Mansur la devastaron, lo mismo que hicieron con toda la ciudad. Fue en el año 1000 cuando, el conde Berenguer Ramán I, su madre, la condesa Ermesenda de Carcasona y Oliva, obispo de Vic, restituyeron la antigua dotación de la iglesia. Se deduce, por consiguiente que, antes de la construcción románica del siglo XI, precedente del actual edifico gótico, habían existido dos anteriores preromá¡nicas.
Del siglo XI, un conjunto de cuatro arcos apoyados en unas columnas dobles con capiteles ornamentados con elementos geométricos y vegetales, que correspondían a la galería dispuesta en forma de porche. Del siglo XII, el portal, al lado de la puerta norte de la basílica y talla policromada representando a Cristo en la cruz, guardada en el Museo Histórico de la Seu. La Seu se construyó en el mismo lugar en que estaba la antigua iglesia románica de Santa María, que se había quedado pequeña para una ciudad que experimentó un desarrollo extraordinario durante el siglo XIV. Como todas las obras de este tipo los trabajos se prolongaron durante muchos años, con diversas fases de actividad y ralentización de las obras que, globalmente, no se pueden considerar parcialmente acabadas hasta el siglo XVI. En 1322 se inicia su construcción contratando al arquitecto Berenguer de Montagut, maestro mayor de Santa María del Mar (Barcelona), del Carmen y del Puente Nuevo de Manresa, entre otras. En 1328 se pone la primera piedra, empezando a trabajar por la parte del abside con siete capillas radiales y los dos portales. En una segunda fase constructiva (entre 1353 y 1425), se levantaron los tres tramos de la nave con sus capillas laterales. Los últimos años las obras fueron dirigidas por el maestro Arnau de Vallers con un largo perÃodo de inactividad en la fase mas crítica del siglo XV. Las obras se reemprendieron en 1480. El maestro Martà dâIbar construyó³ los dos tramos que faltaban y el definitivo muro de poniente, con el gran rosetón. La cripta, construida en 1577 y ampliada recientemente, contiene las reliquias de los Cuerpos Santos de los patronos de la ciudad: San Mauricio, San Fruitós y Santa Inés y está decorada con esculturas de alabastro, obra de Jaume Padró (1781)
El campanario, de sección cuadrangular, data de 1592
La capilla del Santísimo, de estilo renacentista, fue inaugurada en 1657.
El claustro actual es obra barroca, de principios del siglo XVIII
La fachada principal porticada y el baptisterio son de los años 1915-1934, realizadas según los proyectos de Alexandre Soler i March, interpretando una idea de Antonio Gaudí. De planta de salón, dividida internamente por dieciocho pilastras octogonales, coronadas con capiteles ornamentales de tema vegetal, y grandes vidrieras policromadas, es una caso notable de síntesis de estructuras propias de los templos de una y de tres naves en un mismo edificio. Destaca su gran amplitud interior entre columnas, el gran campanario cuadrado de mas de 50 metros de altitud, los contrafuertes que dan solidez a todo el edificio y que permiten una doble hilera de grandes ventanales. Como curiosidad, uno de los contrafuertes, en la parte del abside, tiene la forma de torre hexagonal y es conocida, popularmente, como el caracol de San Pedro. Sus dimensiones son: 68 metros de largo y 33 de ancho total, 18 metros en la nave central que está flanqueada por dos naves mas estrechas (7,5 metros). La estructura del edificio es de una única y amplia nave, sin transepto, con un abside poligonal en la parte de levante y una girola alrededor del presbiterio. Al lado de la gran nave principal hay, a cada lado, unas capillas laterales de gran altura que se comunican entre sí por medio de unas arcadas. Se puede considerar como una de las naves más atrevidas y amplias del gótico, un estilo austero y horizontal, con pocos elementos ornamentales que interrumpan la verticalidad.
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Mañañana, jueves, día 16 de mayo de 2013, a las 20.00 horas, será proyectado en el Salón de Actos del Centro Cívico Juan de Austria, el audiovisual CANCIÓN DE MAR, realizado por un servidor, en versión ampliada del que fuera presentado el jueves, día 19 de abril de 2012, en el marco de la celebración del II Maratón Audiovisual Ciudad de Valladolid , en la cuarta jornada de dicha edición.
Este trabajo ha sido elaborado conjuntamente con una exposición y una publicación, integrantes de un proyecto fotográfico que inicié en el año 2006, hasta darlo por concluido en el año 2010, bajo el título "De boquerones y marengos", que trata de contar a través de imágenes el día a día de las duras jornadas de trabajo de los pescadores del litoral malagueño. Para poder elaborar el proyecto, en el que inicialmente trabajé sobre un total de más de 2.000 instantáneas, me embarqué en un pesquero de arrastre patroneado por un buen amigo, Sebastián, durante los veranos de los años 2006, 2007 y 2010. A él, a su tripulación, y al resto de marineros del litoral de la Axarquía está dedicado esta pequeña muestra del proyecto.
[fr]: heure Bleue sur l'Académie Francaise II, Paris, France
[more of this series]: Part I
[image info]: DRI from average (HDR from 5 exposures) and minimum exposures - Nikon D200 - tripod - Sigma 10-20mm@10mm - 3000K WB
[Level of Retouching]: 15% (basic levels and curves (dodging), saturation) - total processing: 25 minutes
[news]: I just ordered a Tamron 17-50mm F/2.8 lens and a sekonic L358 flashmeter. I'll tell you more about the reasons behind this investment later... This is part I of the plan ;-)
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