"PRAISE BE TO GOD!" (post 1 ~ award 1)
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Eventually, I found my spot. Sitting down as a breath of relief escaped my lungs. A cool breeze collecting the sea foam at my feet. These driftwood creatures of the ocean sat down with me to praise the rising sun. The sunrise did come and it dispelled my worries with warm rays of light. Almost blinding. However, it would only last a short while. For the clouds were vengeful and would relentlessly gather to challenge the sun on this morning. I would enjoy this moment knowing that there was still much to come.
Continuing the adventure on the Boneyard Beach. I nearly sent this photo to the recycling bin due to the sun flare along some of the limbs, but after a while I started to enjoy the glow.
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Some heavy shadows made this a great image for a mono conversion. The conifer with its scrawny arms aloft shielding the glare of the morning sun really stood out and cast a deep shadow back to where I was standing. Taken in Hillock Wood, Princes Risborough
The sun plays in the mist and lights up an area of conifers whose branches uplifted seem to be rejoicing in the sunlight.
Isaiah 61:11 King James Version (KJV)
11 For as the earth bringeth forth her bud, and as the garden causeth the things that are sown in it to spring forth; so the Lord God will cause righteousness and praise to spring forth before all the nations.
Op flinterdun zijdepapier produceert Michelangelo Pistoletto (1933) levensgrote foto’s van een menselijke figuur. Hier en daar brengt hij nog een dun laagje verf aan over de foto om deze nog realistischer te maken, en hij werkt het beeld af met een hoogglans vernis. De uitvergrote silhouetten plaatst hij op een rechthoekige spiegelplaat. De ‘Quadri specchianti’ oftewel spiegelschilderijen vormen in de jaren '60 het startpunt van zijn verdere artistieke productie maar ook van het gedachtegoed dat de Italiaan sindsdien uitdraagt. Kunst gaat volgens Pistoletto niet meer over een afgerond geheel, maar is constant in beweging en onderhevig aan verandering.
Fundamenteel in Pistoletto’s kunst is de rol van de toeschouwer. De werken nemen hun publiek in zich op. Ze verbinden de kijker met het gerepresenteerde; voor een moment wordt de toeschouwer het onderwerp van het kunstwerk dat hij bekijkt. Wanneer de toeschouwer langs het werk loopt, wandelt hij als het ware door de achtergrond van de scène.
Niet alleen de toeschouwer wordt weerspiegeld in het werk van Pistoletto, maar de gehele omliggende ruimte. Andere objecten in dezelfde zaal worden ook onderdeel gemaakt van het verhaal dat het kunstwerk verbeeldt. Dit verhaal is constant in ontwikkeling.
Michelangelo Pistoletto, Donna Segno Arte - Uomo Segno Arte (1962-2008)
print op roestvrij staal (spiegel), 244 x 122 cm
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Big Sur is a rugged and mountainous section of California's Central Coast, reaching from Carmel Highlands to San Simeon. It is frequently praised for its dramatic scenery. The Santa Lucia Mountains provide a starkly beautiful background to equally beautiful coastal views.
Big Sur has been called the longest and most scenic stretch of undeveloped coastline in the contiguous United States, a sublime national treasure that demands extraordinary procedures to protect it from development. Many consider it to be one of the most beautiful coastlines anywhere in the world, an isolated stretch of road, mythic in reputation.
It is also subject to rock and mud slides, often closing segments of the road for many months. The past two years have been particularly hard on portions of Highway 1 due to strong storms and heavy rain. The road is closed from Lucia to Carmel. Hopefully it will be fully open in autumn 2024.
We were fortunate to be able to drive north from Cambria to visit a section of this coastline we had not previously driven. This spot is notable for the contrast of dark cliffs and rocks that comprise most of the coast with the white rock in the background, which has probably served as a resting site for cormorants, pelicans and other sea birds. There are several rocks like this along the coast -- they certainly stand out against the dark blue water.
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The core of the Milky Way rises above the Ermita de Nuestra Señora de las Nieves (the Church of Our Lady of the Snows) in Teide National Park on Tenerife, taken on our recent astrophotography workshop in the Canary Islands. This is a composite of the foreground taken with a Pentax K1 camera (25 second expoure, ISO 1600) and the Milky Way taken with an H-Alpha modified Sony 7S camera (stack of 3 photos, 15 seconds, ISO 3200). The modified Sony 7S is more sensitive to the Hydrogen emission spectra from the interstellar gas and dust in nebulas around newly formed stars. These emission nebula are shown as pinkish-mauve colours in this image. The large nebula above the right side of the church is the Lagoon Nebula (6,000 light years distant), with the fainter Trifid Nebula just above it. The two higher Nebula above the Church are the Omega (Swan) Nebula and the Eagle Nebula.
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The preacher railed against the emptiness of the pots. They were angry, but the fence protected the man. Praise be, chain link.
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Here is the story she wrote for this :
Three days. The hunt lasted three entire days. It was a personal matter for her, he would not escape this time. When she started to look for him, she first heard rumors spreading about « this charming nobleman with a damned smile » that just rented the biggest mansion in the smallest village the farthest away from his last home. She knew immediately it was HIM. Finding him was easier than she thought, she just had to follow the words on the streets, the tittle-tattle of Ladies swooning and blushing and the praise of Gentlemans vowing about his good reputation and his manners after only a few hours with this man. He was a master of disguise, his sweet talk could make you do anything that he chose to and his stare alone could force any last bit of resistance out of you. No one unprepared stood a chance against him, he had that power, a dark one and he was using it to play with people, making them puppets in his private theatre
But she would not be fooled like them, not again, she knew too good now who she was after and that the next time that they would meet eachother, one of them would not see the light of the day again. When she finally caught up with him he was sweet-talking a blond-haired girl in the streets, drawing the contours of her face with his satin gloved finger and the Lady was having a hard time keeping her composure. He had that effect on you, making you a weak creature between his hands. The day was about to end but it was still too early, and, for the lucky innoncent girl, people were still roaming the streets. He was well aware of that so he decided to return home and just wait for the night to fall completely, to help cover his steps as well as his sins before coming back for her, later. He took a last look at her appetizing throat and left. At the end of the street, he turned around the corner, proceeding to walk back to the mansion with no idea he was being followed by a retributive shadow this time. When he entered the deep and dark woods in front of the propriety, the pitter-patter of the civilized word vanished completely and all was calm around him. That's when she decided to stop the hunt. No more prey and predator, no more hiding and lurking.... only Him and Her, reunited once again. She stepped out in front of him in the pale moonlight, revealing herself to his gaze, and simply said to that smirking bastard « - Darling, smile for me one last time ! » while aiming at him
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Peter Arnold Photo • Doug Harrop Collection • June 1, 1974
By June of 1974, the service life of Southern Pacific's Fairbanks-Morse H-24-66 "Train Master" locomotives was winding down. In this fine roster shot, 3021 is missing a few parts when photographed in SP's San Jose, California yard.
SP rostered 16 of the beasts, and two of them were demonstrators. Dressed in "Black Widow" paint and delivered in 1953, the Fairbanks-Morse H-24-66, dubbed the "Train Master", was known for its substantial car body. At 2,400 hp, it was the highest-horsepower road switcher on the market when introduced.
While initially praised for its high power output, the complex opposed-piston engine and other design features led to maintenance challenges, ultimately impacting its overall acceptance and the eventual departure of FM from the locomotive industry.
Southern Pacific utilized them for heavy freight and passenger service. In their final years, they could be found pulling commuter rail trains up and down the peninsula between San Francisco and San Jose, California.
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The dreadfulness of hell deepens our grateful praise for the salvation we have in Jesus Christ. Hell is what we deserve. And hell is what He experienced on the cross in our place. - Tom Ascol
Praise the bridge that carried you over.
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Got some drone time in this morning in Minneapolis.
I haven't really told anybody about it, but my pictures seem to have done the talking and suddenly everyone seems to be heading down Fascadale beach. I've been a bit taken aback by the reaction various people have had when they have seen the patterns. I thought I had it as my own little secret, but I seem to have let it out the bag.
Just another shot of sand patterns and barnacle covered rock taken at my feet, trying to cope with the fact I was sinking quite quickly into a patch of sinking sand, and adjust my focus for the shortening range to subject