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Node structure visualizing text structure; a text comprises of paragraphs, each paragraph contains sentences, sentences often are compilations of subsentences and these consist of words. And words have letters.
Visualisation of emails received in a subfolder using the Java based Processing toolkit.
The long lines separate years, each row is a separate email address, the length of the green is the size of the email.
Email data exported from Outlook into Access then filtered into text doc for reading by Processing. Contact me if you want the script.
Flowers from plants were added to vials with 100% Ethanol for future processing. Different flowers stained the Ethanol with different colours.
While in the field, flowers were placed in a ziplock bag. Before they were placed in vials, they were given the smell test and we all gave our opinion as to what they smelled like. Dirty washing, fetid, sweet, burnt electrical cable, etc. Lots of different smells and not all were pleasant.
Photo: Jean
Spent the weekend playing around with albumen printing. Just wanted to go through the process once end-to-end using my equipment and chemistry. Went reasonably well: at least I got results. Lots of room for improvement, but...another tool to add to the toolbox.
Have to find the right paper, though. Of the 3-4 that I tried, only the bristol board recommended by the Eastman crew for salt printing worked well. The other papers ranged from mediocre to awful. Interestingly, the only other paper to be even OK was from a pad of writing paper I was given as a gift a while back: it was recycled from a bunch of obsolete topographical maps. The school photo above (from a found glass plate negative) has a bit of the Davis Strait and the Labrador Sea on the back...
Doing my Joshua's faceup last night because I am an impatient git who can't wait for daylight. I got an Artetje brush since it was cheap, they're pretty nice. So thin! Definitely helped with the different eyebrow style I was trying to do. I don't quite know how to stop it getting a bit blunt while painting though, towards the end it just wasn't making the same crazy superfine lines... Oh well.
The nailclippers weren't for anything, I use the pin to scratch away some paint lines though.
It's weird how much abandoned shit there is on the 395. We would have gone to check that complex out, except a large group of cattle decided we were a threat and started stampeding toward us. Between that and getting salt-blasted by the winds we just said 'screw this' and got back in the car.
But some day I'll be back there to do a proper photo shoot, it's at the top of the list for sure.
if you would like to follow my newest hobby. I got a facebook page for my luxury dresses that I’m going to make in about two weeks from now. I can hardly wait to begin sewing. I got to draw a lot of dresses before I make them so I’ll know what I’m going to make. Thank you. my facebook page is «ROOS dresses» These dresses I’m going to make are for rental use. If you are a photographer, stylist and so on you can rent these by sending me a message on facebook. ❤️
A Japanese city is a compact, densely populated, relatively clean, fully 3 dimensional space. I can't tell you how many times I failed simply to look up, missing out on restaurants, Izakaya, who knows what else? I attribute it to my South-Western American upbringing. If you've ever been, you've noticed how wide open and sprawling a space it is. There's no need to build up, yet. And if you've ever been to an East Asian city, it's the complete opposite. Since we're all going to be living in cities in a hundred years time, the West should really take some pointers from Japanese and Korean city planners...
In-camera 5x7 negative FP4+ in Pyrocat HD. Kallitype gold-thiourea (touch in selenium) toned, printed on Hahnemühle Platinum. Sodium citrate
This lamp is made from a water-cooled dual processor from an Apple G5 desktop computer. Other elements include an hour meter, aircraft compass and 40W LED bulbs.
Couldn't have done these shots without my friend Petri