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Federal Art Project Works Progress Administration [at the] Phillips Memorial Gallery Artist: Ellender, Raphael T., 1906-1972
Work Projects Administration Poster Collection (Library of Congress).
CALL NUMBER: POS - WPA - DC .E46, no. 1
Santa Project #1
Photos inspirées par Día de los Muertos (le jour des morts)
Photos inspired by Día de los Muertos (Day of the Dead)
Make up & hairdress : Vanessa Kristen
Model : Xenon.B
Stobist info : diagrame www.lightingdiagram.com/74miow8j0l
Polaroid SX-70 Sonar
w/Impossible SX-70 beta color film
Shielded
L/D Center
Shot at 3:30 PM
Heated in pocket for 30 mins
Red sky at night seen on my way home from work this evening - 6.15pm.
Thursday, 13th September 2018.
I used a metal texture with soft light blend mode at 100% then erased off my daughter. I had been planning on taking her to the river for some senior pictures and wanted the parasol to go with the setting. I loved the result. We were, however, fighting the rain and with it very dark light. The on camera speedlight flash saved me.
Projekt ławki zbudowany jest z pojedynczego modułu... i przez powielenie i odpowiednie połączenie tworzy różne ciekawe układy.
III r. 2008
I starded a project again, now that i got my new camera. The project this time is one for Vacations! Hope you like it :}
p.s.: thanks Rodolfo and Dora for helping me with these pictures. You guys are great!
A small project consisting of setting up a shoot with random passersby and getting them to pull a face.
All participants where informed of the project and asked if they wanted to be a part. To see the rest of the project you can visit cambrils.tumblr.com/
Lighting is provided by a softbox umbrella camera right and a bare strobe for hair light.
Today was quite a wet one in terms of weather. It was quite hard to find anything that stoudout for me. But luckily you can always look on the bright side of life/weather. On my way to launch today I was standing at the lights waiting to cross when a group on people came up behind me waiting to cross. I had my new Fujifilm Finepix X100 under my jacket and looked to the right of me and found this women standing in the weather with this broken umbrella and just before the lights went green I pulled my camera out a toke this stealthy photo without anyone knowing.
Fujifilm Finepix X100
1/500 sec ƒ/2.0
23mm ISO 800
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Collage of images from the Project Revolution Show in Tinley Park, Illinois in June of 2007.
CREDITS
Michelle Coleman – Grungy Rivet
? – Clothing Label
The Eden Project is a visitor attraction in Cornwall, England. Inside the two biomes are plants that are collected from many diverse climates and environments. The project is located in a reclaimed Kaolinite pit, located 2 km (1.2 mi) from the town of St Blazey and 5 km (3 mi) from the larger town of St Austell, Cornwall.
The complex is dominated by two huge enclosures consisting of adjoining omes that house thousands of plant species, and each enclosure emulates a natural biome. The biomes consist of hundreds of hexagonal and pentagonal, inflated, plastic cells supported by steel frames. The largest of the two biomes simulates a Rainforest environment and the second, a Mediterranean environment. The attraction also has an outside botanical garden which is home to many plants and wildlife native to Cornwall and the UK in general; it also has many plants that provide an important and interesting backstory, for example, those with a prehistoric heritage.
This afternoon RIk came with me for my appointment with the eye specialist (all good, he doesn't need to see me again).
The day was colder than Rik had been expecting and he only had a fleece and a T-shirt so, as I had a warm coat I loaned him my hat and scarf.
It was after 5pm when we finally left the hospital so we got some groceries then stopped for a bite to eat at Columbus Coffee (there was nowhere else open). As there are many things I cannot eat I decided to just have some chips. I was given the choice of "Straight, curly or wedges". I asked for wedges and Rik said "don't wedges have the skin on them?" I checked. They do. "oh," said the girl taking our order "do you need gluten free?" What???? Potatoes don't contain gluten!
Monday, 21st August 2017
I think he didnt like my camera, coz he was smiling few minutes back, till i took it out and snapped.
I met Rahees Ahmed, while i was taking a walk(, to nowhere actually).He was just kiiling the engine when i walked passed him.its after few more trucks , i stopped and realised, i had just seen my next stanger.by that time he had come down.and knew i was upto something.
He basically hails from the State Of UP.and my next silly question became almost obvious with his answer.question being , So , Ahmed ji, how do u like Bombay?
and he says, I've stayed in bombay since 1971.May be i should be asking you this;)
And now that i look back at this snap, i think i should've asked him a much sensible question , for example that 'mala', the flower string, thing behind him in front of his truck. what was the reason he put it up there?
[NOTE : I know i shouldve reduced the ISO here, but i was in such a rush, not to waste his time, i barley thought about that.]
This picture is #02 in my 100 strangers project. Find out more about the project and see pictures taken by other photographers at www.100Strangers.com
12. The Plan Voisin became a model for warehousing and for segregating the poor, as in this bleak New York City project of the 1950s.
With only 3 days left of the year, and of this journey I've been taking, I took a step back and tried to figure out how to best finish off the year. Having just returned to Sydney after spending Christmas with the family in Canberra, it really felt like I was coming home. Sydney has really become my home over the last 6 years - Canberra will always be special to me, but Newtown is where the heart is.
So with this in mind I dedicate today to Newtown.
I feel that this image portrays the Newtown that I know and love, where the sun rises at one end of the street and sets at the other. The Newtown where you can get a late night coffee every night of the week. The Newtown where you're asked for change one block, get entertained by a street performance in the next, and can walk through crowded markets in another block. From the creative, kooky, indie, alternative, hipster Newtown to the family friendly, puppies running through the park, latte sipping facing out to the street Newtown.
A co-worker caught me in the middle of a not-so-inner-monologue moment this afternoon, mid “Well that’s not a half bad idea”, and felt compelled to ask half smart assedly, “Who are you talking too?”
Who am I talking too?
I suppose it’s something of a bad habit, or just plan ole fashion weird, but for as long as I can remember, I’ve always talked to myself out loud. It for lack of better reasoning just seems to make sense. Under certain circumstances it tends to relax me. It makes it a bit easier to organize thoughts when I can actually hear them, rather then simply bouncing them aimlessly around the backwashed echoes of my head. Often more then not, when an writing idea comes to me, I will in most cases actually toss the thoughts out there verbally while working the bays, even rehears lines I’ve conjured up for my fiction work, just to see what they sound like outside of my head. Typically it is met with little fanfare or attention. The bays are after all a rather clamorous amalgamation of operating machinery, grumbling diesel rigs, hissing high pressure water wands, and yes, loud mouthed co-workers. Basically, it’s a noisy environment. As such typically my outwardly attempts at personal peer pressure, and suggestive persuasion go unnoticed, but there are those rare occasions when quite suddenly and quite unexpectedly…Some one notices.
Granted, I can understand the strange factor one might sense upon making the observation of someone such as myself speaking quite clearly, rationally, and occasionally intensely to himself. I do after all recall when Bluetooth first hit the market, and the concern I’d felt when trying to decide as to the best way to approach drivers that appeared to be deeply consumed in a very serious and lengthy conversation with no one other then themselves. “Cautiously” had been a word that had tip toed its way to the fore front of my mind.
Typically no one notices my verbally expressive rants of personal self indulgent, file shuffling and fictional character development. Today someone noticed. And to answer their question…
I said, “I’m talking to me. There’s no one else here I wants to talk too right now.”
Sometimes I really am my own best friend.
Friday, January 16th. 2009
A small project consisting of setting up a shoot with random passersby and getting them to pull a face.
All participants where informed of the project and asked if they wanted to be a part. To see the rest of the project you can visit cambrils.tumblr.com/
Lighting is provided by a softbox umbrella camera right and a bare strobe for hair light.