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This is a question I pose for those of you who use AI to create images.
I realize there is skill involved in being able to nearly perfectly imitate cameras, but is that the goal of AI? Photography already does "camera" really well. We could imitate painters from the past, but is that the goal either? Likewise brushes and paint already do a great job at making paintings.
As we continue to work in the new medium we will find what the medium's identity is. I don't know what that is--yet. It will reveal itself over time. One thing I believe is that it will be unique and not just an imitation of older media.
Hybrid Stable Diffusion:Photoshop 25
NAQ live Bürgerhaus Glockenbachwerkstatt - Nobody answers Questions - an audiovisual journey with Ippio Payo & genelabo
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should i do a 365 thing, guys?
i've kindof been thinking about it lately, but i have some reservations. i already have well over 365 pictures of myself, so i'm not sure what i'd need more for, so i'm just thinking about it, and i'd like your opinions, if you have any.
i'm not sure i'd have the time to keep up with it, but i'm looking for something to challenge myself with this year. i know taking self-portraits isn't that hard for me, so i'm wondering if there's a way i could make it more interesting.
i could do 365 pictures of not-myself, but i'm sure a lot of these will be done in my house when i get home from school/work late at night, so taking pictures of objects around my house might get old. plus, there's usually more options for pictures with people in them.
or i could do 365 not-photoshopped pictures, but i <3 photoshop lots and i don't feel like it's that much of a crutch for me (though i assume lots of people might think otherwise). plus the whole bragging about "sooc" is kindof lame, ngl.
i could also try to write a small something to go along with each picture.
so i don't know.
also, where would i post them? on this flickr, i imagine, but then where would i post pictures that were not-365 related?
i know it's generally better to post as little as possible each day and not bombard flickr, but that's difficult enough for me as it is. i could make another flickr for a 365, i guess.
so, yeah, what do you guys think (assuming anyone cares)? any ideas to how i could liven up a 365 project? how do you guys approach it, if you do at all? what are your reasons for doing it? do you think it's kindof a boring/generic thing to do? if i were to do one, do you think i should post it here, or make a new, 365-exclusive flickr/tumblr/something else? i would like to know your thoughts on anything, if you wouldn't mind telling me. :]
(for the record this picture is a few weeks old, not the beginning of a 365.)
"Their common name refers to a distinctive silver mark on the hindwing." Can't see it here, unfortunately.. Proboscis in the sand?
¿ Que es la Vida...?
What is the Life ....?
Dedicada muy especialmente para Patricia Saloa, Venezuela
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(no hdr)
“Hello Sky, I was looking for you earlier but could not find you.” Said Barnaby looking concerned.
“I have been with Ellie and have been talking to her. She doubted that I am a genius, I was shocked.”
“I can understand that Sky, every bear knows that you are a genius.” Said Barnaby. “But then she is an elephant.”
“What did she actually say then Sky?” Asked Bertie.
“She said that I could not be a genius until I had managed to answer some very difficult questions. I did ask her to tell me what they were but she refused and said she would do it later, then she immediately fell asleep.”
“Do you think you will be able to answer her difficult questions then, Sky?” Asked Posh Bear.
“I don’t know, Posh, Ellie is very clever but she does cheat at times. When we go to the moon with her, she lands on the wrong place and then because she does not know, she asks me where we are and the easiest way back home again.”
“Yes, she does that sometimes. Even the ellicopter has no idea where it is or even if it is the right way up.” Said Bertie giggling.
“Well, she is often sound asleep when we do land and we often do that backwards and downside up. I am surprised she is still allowed to fly.”
“Yes, me too.” Said Posh Bear. “You could always switch to asking her very difficult questions Sky.”
“True, but then I would need the answers and if they are very difficult, I might not know the answer.”
“Well, let me ask you a question then Sky. How many leaves are on a tree?” Said Posh Bear.
“Posh, that is a stinker of a question, I would have no idea at all.” Said Barnaby looking upwards at his friend and waiting for an answer.
“I don’t think I know Posh, more than three I would say, and sometimes they have no leaves at all, plus, I dare say it would depend on how big the tree was.” Said Sky.
“There we are then, Sky. You say you do not know but you have just given me three answers and they are all correct. It is highly probably there are more than three leaves to a tree, sometimes there are none at all when it gets cold, and as you so rightly pointed out it depends on the size of the tree.”
“Yes, I suppose so, I was rather clever, wasn’t I?” Said Sky looking surprised at himself.
“Indeed Sky, remember you should always just accept that there are some questions no bear can answer, but do not feel upset because you do not know all the answers all the time. Ellie is naughty being so mischievous and doubting you like that.”
“Yes Posh, I think you are right, Sky is still a genius, isn’t he?” Said Barnaby who never doubted his friend at all.
“Indeed, he is Barnaby. I am sure that there is no other bear that knows of more ways to acquire jars of honey when he is a touch hungry. I think even after your visit early this morning, Sky, I still have enough jars left for everyone to enjoy after the man has finished up here.”
“I am sure you have too, Posh. I have ordered extra to give you back those that I borrowed and they should be with us later today.”
“How many jars have you ordered then Sky?” Asked Posh Bear.
“Well, I am not entirely certain, my paws are much bigger than the thingies on the man’s composter that I order through, and I am not sure about numbers when they are above three, but I think there should be enough and a bit more. I aim for one of the numbers but with my paws I tend to hit several, so it will be a surprise again.” Said Sky smiling happily that the job was done.
Manifeste pour une Spiritualité Opérative
Nous vivons la plupart de notre temps dans un état d'hypnose. Nous sommes hypnotisés par nos besoins physiques, nos émotions passagères et, surtout, par cette petite voix intérieure que nous appelons « Moi ». Ce texte est une invitation à briser ce sortilège par une activité spirituelle rigoureuse et lucide.
I. Pourquoi choisir une voie spirituelle et non religieuse ?
La religion impose souvent une réponse toute faite (un dogme). La spiritualité, elle, est une question posée à la réalité. Je vous conseille d'explorer le bouddhisme, car il fonctionne comme une science de l'esprit.
* L’exemple du milieu clinique : La médecine moderne utilise aujourd'hui la mindfulness (pleine conscience) pour traiter le stress ou la douleur. C’est la preuve que ces techniques ne sont pas des croyances mystiques, mais des outils de réglage pour notre cerveau. Le bouddhisme est la "religion" la moins doctrinaire : elle ne vous demande pas de croire au miracle, mais de tester le laboratoire de votre propre conscience.
II. Le piège de l'identification : La prison du corps-ego
L’aveuglement humain naît d'une erreur de perspective : nous croyons être le sac de peau que nous habitons.
* Exemple : Quand vous êtes en colère, vous dites « Je suis en colère ». Vous vous identifiez totalement à l'émotion. La pratique spirituelle vous apprend à dire : « Une colère traverse mon champ de conscience ».
En créant cet espace, vous cessez d'être l'esclave de vos impulsions. Vous passez de l'état d'acteur paniqué à celui de témoin calme.
III. La Bienveillance : Une conséquence de la lucidité
Dès que l'on comprend que l'ego est une construction fragile, la bienveillance devient notre seule réponse possible face au monde.
* Exemple : Imaginez que vous voyez quelqu'un se débattre violemment dans l'eau parce qu'il croit se noyer, alors qu'il a pied. Vous n'allez pas le juger ou l'insulter ; vous ressentez une profonde compassion pour sa terreur inutile.
Il en va de même pour la vie humaine. Les agressions, la cupidité et la haine sont les symptômes de gens qui ont terriblement peur parce qu'ils se croient séparés du reste de l'univers.
IV. Le Labours de Purification : Vider le Vase
La spiritualité n'est pas une simple relaxation ; c'est un travail de nettoyage. Il faut apprendre à « vider » le surplus pour laisser place à l'essentiel.
* Exemple : Si votre esprit est comme un verre d'eau boueuse (rempli de souvenirs, de projets, de stress), vous ne pouvez pas voir à travers. La pratique consiste à laisser la boue décanter au fond. Ce vide n'est pas un néant, c'est une clarté. C'est dans ce silence que l'on commence à percevoir ce que j'appelle le "Diamant".
V. La Triple Facette du Réel (Le Diamant)
Une fois le calme établi, vous réaliserez que tout ce qui existe tourne autour de trois principes fondamentaux, comme les faces d'un diamant :
* La Vacuité : C'est le sentiment que rien n'est permanent. Tout change, tout circule. C'est la liberté absolue.
* La Non-dualité : C'est réaliser qu'il n'y a pas de frontière réelle entre "vous" et le "monde". Vous faites partie d'un grand flux d'énergie.
* L’Êtreté : C'est la joie pure d'exister, sans raison, ici et maintenant. Une présence vibrante qui pulse en vous.
Conclusion : Faire de l'esprit une nourriture
Ne laissez pas ces réflexions sur le papier. Faites-en une Ur-nourriture (une nourriture originelle). Pratiquez un peu chaque jour, même dix minutes. Apprenez à revenir à cette source. C’est ainsi que vous vous doterez d'une force intérieure que rien, pas même les tempêtes de la vie ou le passage de la mort, ne pourra ébranler.
Pax-Urale.
In everything we do we are challenged with the question of: Is this right? Is this good? Will this be accepted? And in all of those questions, it is easy to be tricked into thinking that the answer is what we are seeking. But I believe what the artist's soul looks for is not an answer to AM I GOOD ENOUGH, but instead a way to break the question entirely.
www.promotingpassion.com/quieting-yourself/
If I try to answer the fundamental question of "Am I good enough?", inevitably the answer is irrelevant. That the question is asked at all proves that we seek validation to what we create. In an attempt to break myself from that validation, to stop the person inside of me who would silence my more adventurous spirit, I will be creating new works. The question will not be if it is good enough, but instead, is it enough - for me.
Model: Steph Pez
# #UrbanWeek #Festival #StreetCulture #ParisLaDéfense
LACPIXEL - 2017
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As a B&B host (not an Air BnB Superhost! no thanks) I get asked many questions: where to go, what to see, what's the weather going to do today, etc? Fortunately, having an interest in photography has helped me in that, as I regularly recce the area to check roads, where deer are, highland coos, etc, and taste the local whisky so that I know!
Sometimes I'm powerless to help. When people (French) travel from the south of France to the Scottish Highlands and then decide it's too far to go 25 miles to explore the end of the Ardnamurchan peninsula. Or they only bring white trainers and no walking boots with them as if expecting to only walk on city pavements and not across unspoilt and rugged Mother Nature. I despair sometimes with the lack of 'nous' or planning. Of course they also expect to get up late and then set off for a day trip of all of Skye....and haven't even thought to book a ferry in peak season.
Some, a few, arrive better prepared, some with teenage kids more interested in staying in the room and playing Call of Duty on the Playstation. To them, I might say, why not go far off the beaten trail out to Glendrian?
Your kids can get some lungfulls of pure, fresh highland air, some exercise and some education (why do people come here with big plastic bottles of Highland Spring water bottled from some drain near the Ochil Hills near Glasgow? How could it be more pure than what we have come out of the mountains around here? At least I'm reasonably confident our water hasn't already passed through several other human beings, and only filtered after flowing through the whole sewage system and chemically recycled).
Glendrian is an abandoned crofting township in the centre of the Ardnamurchan peninsula centred on grid reference NM480687. It is a Scheduled Monument, Historic Scotland describing it as “of national importance because of its potential to contribute to our understanding of post-medieval settlement and economy. Although only abandoned in the 1940s the settlement incorporates information for the earlier expansion and contraction of the community who lived here. The buildings are varied in date and style and contain evidence for the complex history of settlement on the site.”
Glendrian’s lands occupy the eastern half of the low land within the circle of hills formed by the main ring dykes of the Ardnamurchan Tertiary Volcanic Complex. Even in winter, when the vegetation has died back, the buildings are difficult to see.
But take your teenagers out there and ask them to imagine it was their home, completely isolated and cut off in the low land where there is total silence within the circle of hills formed by the main ring dykes of the Ardnamurchan Tertiary Volcanic Complex. There's no road to it. No electricity. The running water is in the form of a burn along the bottom of the shallow valley. No shops. And apart from feeding and tending to the animals kids still had to go to school in Kilchoan, six miles over the hills. And they didn't have modern water and windproof clothing to cloth them as they walked to school in winter darkness, and rain, hail and snow. And shock-horror: tell your teenagers they had no phone signal or wifi either!
People lived in Glendrian until the 1940's until the convenience of motorised transport links, shops and electricity lured them to living in towns and villages. 80 years on, if they were still alive would they move back, valuing the quality of life in Glendrian: no noise, no traffic, no crowds, no crime, no rape, no knife crime - a peaceful way of life? That's what 'civilisation' should be. Indeed the movement of people to live in towns and cities has heralded the end of civilisation! A visit to Glendrian can teach modern youth, and city and town folk a lot! I scuttled off home before the rain arrived.
A more comprehensive history of the settlement is here : heritageardnamurchan.co.uk/glendrian/
.Live your questions now, and perhaps even without knowing it, you will live along some distant day into your answers.
Rainer Maria Rilke
After waiting over a month, mom finally got to Toronto and into the Apple Store to buy her Mac. (The shopping was part of the present.)
We booked a personal shopper, Dave, to help with the process and he was great! Totally worth calling ahead to have someone like Dave (or Dave himself) there to help you go through the purchase process and all the little questions that are sitting in the back of your mind.
(These are going to be used together in a flickr slideshow on unsweetened.ca)
Une question d'équilibre.
Sans passion ma vie est vide.
Sans passion, tout me semble futile.
Sans ma passion ma vie serait à la dérive.
L'esprit créatif cultivant des liens avec sa nature.
Loin de l'agitation urbaine, l'imagination créatrice à l'œuvre.
La passion est une nature dominante qui se dévoue gaîment à son art. La nature procure aux yeux attentifs les plus beaux spectacles du monde. La photographie ajoute au plaisir des yeux celui d'un divertissement sans fin.
Pour le plaisir et la joie qu'elle me procure,
la passion des images.
Michel Villeneuve53
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I've been questioned as to how old I am today. Well, I don't give that info out without a fight. Here are a few clues...
- I was born during Eisenhower's first term as president
- The first movie I ever saw in a theater was The Parent Trap, starring Hayley Mills. I was six years old and had a crush on Hayley Mills well into adulthood.
- Earliest TV memory is The Mickey Mouse Club, which came on at 5:00 p.m. EST and which I never missed.
- I was informed that President Kennedy had been assassinated by my 4th grade teacher.
Good luck!
Our new monthly photo contest 'Photo Shopping Gos' opens today!
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November's theme is 'Fall Dream'
For questions and queries please contact Kalina Sands in-world.
At the end of the day, almost every image I create has great meaning to me. But, I’m not in this just for myself. I desire to speak for those who feel they don’t have a voice, to empower those who choose not to speak yet, and to relate to people no matter how distant or different. I am an introvert, ridden with anxiety and fairly anti-social. Art is my way of connecting. It is my way of skipping the cheap talk to get to what matters most; to have conversations with people that mean something. To look back and know that I spent my time trying. Not necessarily succeeding, but who cares about that, anyway?
My life will not be defined by if I succeeded, but by if I tried. This is me trying, reaching out to you and showing you who I am; not the more superficial version of myself that you might bump into on the street, who says “how are you” but really wants to ask “what is your passion?”, but the one who dives straight into those questions without worry.
Are you trapped?
Are you being torn apart?
Are you being held together?
Those are the questions I desire to know answers to, so this is my art, asking those questions.
Conteur, écrivain, scénariste et chanteur québécois.
Il faut que tu saches si la vie
C'est de naître ou mourir
Lequel des remords ou des triomphes
Sont les plus féconds?
S'y vaut mieux trouver des réponses
Ou poser des questions
S'y faut retenir les prénoms
Pis enterrer les noms
Si c'est perdre son temps
Qu'espérer la moisson
Sache si la peur est un trésor
Si la fuite est la mort
Toi qui viendras après moi
Toi qui viendras après moi
Il faut que tu saches si l'amour
Est un ciel ou une prison
Si ton sexe est une fleur
Un poison, ta peau, qu'une saison
Tes yeux, c'est-tu des doux miroirs
Des phares dans la nuit
Tes mains doivent tenir fermement
Ou s'ouvrir tendrement
Quel sang irrigue ton cœur
Si tu le tiens, celui des autres
Sache s'il faut mieux lâcher prise
Ou combattre en mordant
Toi qui viendras après moi
Toi qui viendras après moi
Toi, il faut que tu saches
Car moi et les miens, on n'a pas su
Il faut que tu saches
S'il vaut mieux marcher en aveugle
Ou patient espérant l'inconnu
Immobile et confiant
Le courage, c'est-tu de prêter flanc
Aux brises et puis aux griffes
De s'protéger, de se cacher
Du froid puis des attaques
Est-ce la guerre qui répare
Est-ce la paix qui sépare
Sache si l'enfant y est plus petit
Ou ben plus grand que toi
Toi qui viendras après moi
Toi qui viendras après moi
Et si tu me rejoins
Dans la nuit d'un jour
Tu m'diras si tu sais
Ou si, comme moi
Étourdi par le monde
Par l'ivresse des vues
Par la folie des soirs
Par la chaleur de l'autre
Étourdi comme moi
Si tu sais toujours pas
Crois comme moi qui cherche à croire
Que l'important, c'tait pas d'savoir
Mais d'jamais oublier d'chercher
Pour ceux qui viendront après toi
Paroliers : Frederic Pellerin / Jean Bournival / Rene Richard Cyr
I've been trying to paint X-23's face and I just can't get the likeness. I don't know why but it is just too tricky. What do suggest I change??
until he has stopped asking questions :-)
Charles Proteus Steinmetz
McDaniel hybrid magnolia, 'Pristine', j c raulston arboretum, ncsu, Raleigh, north carolina
Question: How many cables does it take to hold up the ten lane Port Mann Bridge?
Answer: 288
Project 365-085
Question Mark (Polygonia interrogationis) U.S. National Arboretum, Washington DC
Your wish is my command. On the last day of this unseasonably warm weather (74 Fahrenheit today dropping down to more seasonal 54 degrees tomorrow) I wished to see one more new butterfly species. Out of the blue, there was a fluttering and this beautiful Question Mark settled on a magnolia tree and was basking in the sun. Its wings backlit by the sun produced some uncommon images of this butterfly. In this ventral view (closed wing position), both the dorsal (top view) and ventral (bottom view) markings are visible.