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"I believe in love at first sight. Because I loved my mother ever since I opened my eyes."
photo: SANJIB GANGULY
My first official photo shoot, took all my equipment to my friends house and did this photo shoot w/ her baby. She was an angel, we did 5 clothing changes so we decided to end w/ this diaper set. She never fussed the whole time. we did let her nap in the middle while we ate lunch. FUN!
First 2017 local event needs a new profile picture for promos and stuff. I didn't really enjoy public events and this will be my first in years.
#75 / 365 - #2997 / Year 9 - 11.05.2016
Errands and chores and attempting to get back to normality, after being ill, but whilst still feeling pretty darned rotten. See also, revising a whole bunch of things for my current placement and being super sucky at science (but being rescued by Jack, who is awesome at it).
Mingus Profiles Sextet @ the Southbank, London 17.6.11.
Chris Biscoe and Tony Kofi (reeds), Henry Lowther (trumpet and flugelhorn), Kate Williams (piano), Larry Bartley (bass), and Stu Butterfield (drums).
I asked this guy if I could take his profile, because of the amazing ink on his ear and arms. Why is it that all the cool people work in ice cream shops?
Is this not the biggest head on a child you've ever seen??
PS: we finally got camera #1 back from the shop...they couldn't fix it, but it's better than nothing. A new camera is on the way.
A profile shot of the engineer's side of CSX 2557's cab. One of my favorite CSX paint schemes. 2557 ix ex-D&S 2001
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The searchlights had intelligence within
their beams, it seemed... their arcing sweep that pen-
etrated deeper than the surface when
a wall the other side of you’d begin
to turn from safe concealment into now-
selected scrutiny. The Leader wears
his profile in the city night, his brow
drawn low in disapproval. One eye stares
you into gaping terror while the oth-
er pleads recant – come back to me. To me...
As if The Leader were your father/moth-
er/home... Are children home with parents free...?
Another sweep across the wall... a chill
that I had been exposed... I choose free will...
© Keith Ward 2007
The poem was inspired by the image, and was written within a half hour of seeing it.
The image was something that produced by trying out various Photoshop filters on photos taken yesterday at a performance in the State Museum auditorium in Harrisburg PA. Most of the photos taken during the performance, with the lights down except on stage, were unspectacular as far as clarity goes - they weren't good photos if you wanted clear shots of the performance, is what I'm saying. But there were definitely some interesting images that came out of the shots... ones with potential for creation of art of another kind.
The image here that inspired "Profile" isn't one of the performance - you'll be seeing those and the derivative artwork over time. This was a shot of a sculpture at the back of the auditorium. (I'll have to get the name of it later.) It looked like an angel - a female looking down with her hands up to her head and lifting her hair. I used Photoshop's distort/polar coordinates (polar to rectangular) filter on it, then cropped out this section of it (approximately the left half of the full image).
It immediately hit me with the impression of a symbolic WWII era poster (but in some alternate universe) of searchlights arcing across a night sky; an unnaturally elongated profile of a pallored face with the tip of the brim of a military cap just caught in the light above the face; below it, the aquiline nose, upper lip and chin lighted, the harsh cheek in penumbra shadow except for a slash of light on it like a scar, and the rest of the face in deep, featureless shadow; and the back of the head again in light (a flow of hair, the back of the neck); a hand coming down from the upper left corner, grasping...something (but it's even better that it isn't clear what it's grasping - that's part of it being symbolic... you fill it in with something personal); and the image being divided roughly diagonally upper left to lower right, the lower triangle filled with these symbols, and the upper triangle being deep black - a black filled with terror of what might be there (if you look closely, it's not a solid black - there are roils of disturbing swirls faintly there in places)... a black that penetrates down into the lower triangle as dark wing-tips (below the profile's chin, a little to the right, just at the bottom of the image)... And there's the blocky yellow element in the lower right quarter with so many typically-totalitarian symbolic elements, particularly the jagged top of it - fingers of an iron hand...? Crenulations of a military wall or prison...? You name it. :) Heck, the image even had the color cast of a aged-look that many WWII-era posters have...
Yeah, this image had a powerful inspirational effect on me...
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Oh, three afterthoughts - for some reason, it's adds to the disturbing nature of the image, as interpreted, that what would be the profiled head's body has an impression of being in a serape, though I don't know why (maybe The Leader's propagandists evoking through the image the impression of The Leader that "Hey, I'm one of you"?); the orange & black Halloween colors of the image add to the scary impression as well; and I notice a similarity of the facial profile in the image to ”Fearless Leader”. :)
Can't express how much I love this. It was a bright sunny day (we were in the shade) and I had my camera set to F2.4 WITH flash, and it just brought out the essentials, nothing more. I didn't even tweak her eyes!
The Old Man of the Mountain, also known as the Great Stone Face or the Profile, was a series of five granite cliff ledges on Cannon Mountain in the White Mountains of New Hampshire, USA that, when viewed from the north, appeared to be the jagged profile of a face. The rock formation was 1,200 feet (370 m) above Profile Lake, and measured 40 feet (12 m) tall and 25 feet (7.6 m) wide. The site is located in the town of Franconia.
The first recorded mention of the Old Man was in 1805. It collapsed on May 3, 2003.
A non-profit group is building a memorial at ground level near the site.