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When you replace the photographer with AI, you take away the photographer’s experience interacting in the real world and feeling real emotions. That interaction in the real world is a risk that can just as easily expose one to great sadness as it an to great happiness. Without it, you forget the art of letting the humans tell their own stories. Here, in Florence is the possibility to just walk by a glimpse at a human story, drown out the world with the music pounding in your ears through your headphones. And, on the right, is a moment of great suffering or confusion or loss. We know there is a light that hits the woman on the right’s eyes and the gesture of an open hand up to the sky. Is she asking a question or is she hoping for an offering, a gift of some sort to fall into that outstretched palm? In between, is a woman who has lived many years yet still retains glimpses of her former self. Just take a look at the tinges of purple in her hair. Maybe she still listens to punk rock. Maybe she has a wild boyfriend and she rides on the back of his motorcycle through the streets of Italy drinking a bottle of wine and telling the Grim Reaper she won’t be ready to go on their date for quite a long time.
I didn’t tell you this story by myself. I had the humans to help guide me. They made me see what a single moment of time might help me discover. Let’s keep searching for these moments.
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"What we observe is not nature itself, but nature exposed to our method of questioning." Werner Heisenberg
This shot was taken tucked down behind the bank of the River Coupall in Glencoe, questioning my sanity, as the storm passed overhead!!
Ryan Janek Wolowski
Washington DC
Amanda Lepore live at Be Bar
11/08/2008
Ryan Wolowski cought up with R. Sky Palkowitz aka The Delusional Diva and John E. from New York who attended there first ever live Amanda Lepore performance. The show took place at Be Bar which is located 1318 9th St., NW Washington DC.
www.myspace.com/amandaleporeonline
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A couple of weeks ago, someone (not sure who it was who did it first) managed to uncover this clip of Carl Sagan talking about how Star Wars was too white way back in the 70s and I thought it was remarkable. Sagan delivers his message with a very calm intelligence that was way ahead of its time in America (and how sad that is!)
I was a child of the 80s but I didn't really start questioning why the majority of the films (and t.v. shows with only a couple of notable exceptions) back then featured primarily white actors even though that isn't what my community looked like. Back then, if you had one main character that was not white, like Ernie Hudson in Ghostbusters, this was considered pretty much mind blowing progressive. I'm not sure why this didn't strike me as strange at the time but what it was suggesting on a very deep level is that the experiences of white people are the only ones that matter and are worth showing, exploring, and devoting energy and money to. If you can't find yourself in a story, then you won't feel that story was meant for you. If you can't find yourself in any stories...then it must seem a lot like a whole force or system set against you.
I think we've made some progress with this though we still have a great ways to go. One of the things that has probably helped is having a lot of great international films come through because you can't really watch a film like Parasite and then think that most of American box office hits can even compare. But, I think it's also really important to have conversations about what still needs to change in American cinema so that all voices are represented and heard-so that people of color are represented as directors, writers, actors, actresses, cinematographers, editors, and more.
There are a growing number of people (look at Texas and Nashville) who are so afraid of discussing racism and are so wiling to be a force of white supremacy that they have banned talking about it in schools. (They seem so terrified that white children will feel bad that they'd rather continue the racism that exists for all of the other kids). They won't even have the conversation. There are also quite a few people who have convinced themselves that considering this topic (truly considering it) is still too radical for them and gets in the way of them actually enjoying all of the levels of racism they've grown to feel comfortable with as it has been steadily normalized for them. They just want to enjoy their popcorn and their sleazy cinema-is that too much to ask?
But, when we don't ask these questions about not only what we're watching (or reading or buying) then we aren't really paying attention to what we are consuming in any way and what we are actually supporting. So, let's continue to ask those questions. They might not be easy but I'd like to think humanity is worth it.
We might not all be connected to the film industry but we can make choices that support cinema that represents all stories.
Here's that clip:
www.themarysue.com/carl-sagan-star-wars-too-white/
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We sat in the grass 'neath the evening Sun
Breathing in the air as the children run
When I am with you
When I am with you
I'm right where I belong
And I am
Right where I belong
Weaving in circles the starlight surrounds us
Leaves me
Me questioning all with no answers
When I am with you
When I am with you
I'm right where I belong
And I am
Right where I belong
Never gonna hear this song on the radio
Never gonna hear this song on the radio
Never gonna hear this song
Never gonna hear this song
Never gonna hear this song
But wouldn't it make a lovely photograph?
(Ray LaMontagne)
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he leans back, cigar in hand, caught between two directions — the city behind him, his mirror self ahead. they’re the same man, almost. one smokes, the other waits. one real, the other questioning. for a moment, they breathe in sync. and then not.
Several pairs of Summer Tanagers popped up briefly at the blinds at South Llano River State Park. This female gave me a questioning look before both of us departed: me for home and her for greener pastures.
Just reminded me of a person with raised eyebrows, questioning my facts, but not really believing them!
Cedar waxwing, Roseville, CA
"I need a little help from my friends". At Patagonia Lake I got several flycatchers that left me scratching my head...this being one of them. I compared it to a contact of mine, Tom Ingram, who posted a Gray Flycatcher...I thought this might be one but this one seems to have a conspicuous eye ring that has me questioning whether this is one?
I have no special talent.
I am only passionately curious. - Albert Einstein
Joy in the universe, and keen curiosity about it all - that has been my religion. - John Burroughs
The four characteristics of humanism are curiosity, a free mind, belief in good taste, and belief in the human race. - E. M. Forster
The important thing is not to stop questioning. Curiosity has its own reason for existing. - Albert Einstein
It's daring to be curious about the unknown, to dream big dreams, to live outside prescribed boxes, to take risks, and above all, daring to investigate the way we live until we discover the deepest treasured purpose of why we are here. -
Luci Swindoll, I Married Adventure
Thank you for your kind visit. Have a wonderful and beautiful day! xo❤️
The title goes back to a poem of the componist Muallim İsmail Hakkı Bey (1865 – 1927) and was covered several times since then.
The version of the ‘Türk Sanat Müziği‘ (Turkish classical music) diva Müzeyyen Senar is the most popular version. The song was the favourite musical piece of Atatürk and in the 70s a critical novel with the eptynomous title was published. “Fikrimin ince gülü” can literally be translated as “The tender rose of my idea”, playing with the imagination a lover holds within himself, when falling in love with someone else. It can be compared with the German word Urbild.
Version of Müzeyyen Senar
This Turkey Vulture seems to be questioning my motives as I approached to check what the bird was feeding on.
Canon EOS 7D2, EF400mm f/5.6L USM, f/5.6, 1/1000, ISO 1600
North gently caressed the warm cup of coffee in her hand as she looked into the morning sky. As she quietly relished in the feeling of the sun dancing on her skin, her thoughts start to trail off. She glanced over to the bed and watched him sleeping. His chest lowering and rising simultaneously with her heart beat. She cursed herself under her breath for taking such delight in having him near. North raises her cup to her lips as flashbacks of the nights before rushed over her like a wave. How did it come to this? As she stood there questioning herself, she heard " Good Morning Beautiful". She turns and smiles at the figure occupying her nights and thoughts. North smiles as she walks back to the bed. He reaches up and pulls her down to him, and wraps his body around her. As she feels his warm breath on the back of her neck, she looks up to the sky, smiles and whispers Thank you.
When I opened the blind this morning I saw this fellow sneaking around my azalea bushes and wondered what he was up to.. Well I got the camera and waited and he hopped up on the Communications Pedestal and was looking at another cat going off down the road but then he saw me at the window and that's when I got that questioning stare..
Another busy day.!
Even though so many things happen in ones life but Life doesnt stop ,it goes on !!
So when you think you did something wrong, Go and ask for an apology from the person and from Allah =)
THIS IS LIFE - life without mistakes is INCOMPLETE! because we learn from our mistakes =)
NEar Villagio mall
Live free, Live Loud, Live not questioning a thing.
Be You, Be your best self, Believe in your self.
Have self love, Don’t be Heartless, And always Love on.
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NS trash train 11T moves south on the N&W Roanoke District as it passes the CPLs that guard the control point of Ellis Run, just north of Lithia, VA. 11T had combined with a grain train at Arcadia to run together to Roanoke, a move that had us questioning the reason for doing so.
Wanted to drop in and wish everyone a very early Happy 2018 ~ ♡
Just a tiny reflection on my part as the year comes to a close. It honestly hasn’t been the greatest past couple of years. I’ve been holding onto a lot of regret, self doubt and just discontent. I keep wondering if life was ever going to look up, if maybe a do over or a reset would be a better option for me. I reached a point where I was just tired, tired of myself and tired of feeling so low. In that fatigue, It hit me in that I can’t change or control my environment but I sure as hell can control the way I behave and I know that living with this discontent will constantly make me unhappy no matter where I go. I’ve had so many good things happen in my life, and I was going blind from seeing them because of all the bad things that happened the past couple of years. I lost an optimism that I use to carry so proudly with me wherever I go, and I find myself letting my depression get the best of me.
2017 was incredibly transitionary for me in a sense, I was emotionally and mentally ready to let go of many things that I no longer find myself wanting in my future. The difficulty of that though is that a lot of what I purged from my life wasn’t done with a 100% certainty that it wasn’t working out. In fact, a lot of them were things that provided me a lot of comfort and joy. It was more so the realisation that those things had no room in my end goal of what I wished my life would be. Be it job related, family related, sl related or friends related - i’ve said goodbye and let go of so many things in 2017 that for a period of time I felt like my life was spiralling out of control, that all of a sudden my clean slate felt a little too clean. I kept questioning if the future I wanted was really worth giving up so much of what I have. If it was worth leaving behind so many people that were important to me.
This past month i’ve retreated back into myself and begin to reflect. I realised that in letting go of the things I no longer felt I needed, I was able to make room for opportunities and growth. I felt this huge weight lifted off my shoulders like I was ready to handle what the future brings. I finally was able to close a chapter in my life and be optimistic for what’s to come. So thats just a little recollection of thoughts I have today on the last day of 2017 for me.
So… here’s to a brighter 2018, and a thank you for everyone who’s in my life - big or small, old or new, close or acquaintances; thank you for playing a part in the chapters of my life. As introverted as I am, I’ve grown to realise how important the people you love are, and even if you can’t bring them along the way to wherever you’re heading, just knowing they were once in your life is enough to say thank you.
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“The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things. The good things don’t always soften the bad things, but vice versa, the bad things don’t always spoil the good things and make them unimportant.” - Eleven, Doctor Who
La fascination du public dans les expositions témoigne d’un profond désir de culture et d’une curiosité naturelle envers le monde. Face à des œuvres d’art, des objets scientifiques ou des découvertes historiques, les visiteurs manifestent un enthousiasme palpable : les regards émerveillés, les discussions passionnées, la multiplication des photos en témoignent clairement.
Cette soif de savoir et de découverte révèle que l’exposition n’est pas seulement un espace de contemplation, mais aussi un lieu de rencontre, de questionnement et d’émerveillement. Les visiteurs recherchent des expériences qui éveillent leur imagination, enrichissent leur compréhension et nourrissent leur sens du merveilleux.
De cette dynamique naît un cercle vertueux où la culture inspire sans cesse la curiosité, et la curiosité nourrit à son tour le désir d’en apprendre davantage …
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The fascination of the public in exhibitions reveals a deep desire for culture and a natural curiosity about the world. Faced with works of art, scientific objects, or historical discoveries, visitors show palpable enthusiasm — their captivated gazes, passionate discussions, and the countless photos they take all bear witness to this.
This thirst for knowledge and discovery shows that an exhibition is not just a place for contemplation, but also a space for encounters, questioning, and wonder. Visitors seek experiences that spark their imagination, enrich their understanding, and nourish their sense of awe.
From this dynamic arises a virtuous cycle where culture continuously inspires curiosity, and curiosity in turn fuels the desire to learn more…
EXPLORE 11th May, 2011 #140
Willis, the wily seagull, asks the question.
© Andrew Fuller. This image remains the property of Andrew Fuller, and as such, may not be used or reproduced in any form, in part or in whole, without my prior, express permission.
I wonder what people make of my creations as they wander along the path of the stream in my childhood woods.
From the interactions that I have while I'm making them I'd say that it's generally a positive response, though one woman's sudden sharp questioning as I picked up stones from the stream bed caught me off balance ....
"WHAT are you doing?"
to which I replied "I'm decorating a tree!
Maybe I should've asked the same question of her, but usually such bold questioning is nothing more than a lead into a more fruitful interaction, but not in this case.
She gave me a stern look that reminded me of an old school teacher and turned on her heels, completely dismissing any further interaction.
A mentally ill man is monitored by an American soldier while his house is searched and his family is questioned. The US Army goes door to door in Iraq questioning and searching peoples homes for information on insurgent activity.
- Werner Heisenberg.
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As I captured the morning light at Mesquite Dunes, I couldn't help but notice the abundance of vegetation on this side of the dune field. With my 100-400 lens at my disposal, I decided to experiment with isolating some of the plants against the sand layers. Some of the plants appeared to be on the verge of being swallowed up by the sand, and I found a perfect example of this. Luckily, we were the only ones there that morning, and the wind had been strong the previous night, leaving behind detailed patterns in the dunes. I was fascinated by the stark contrast between the plant's ragged appearance and the beautiful, serene, repeating patterns of the sand.
Sol LeWitt was one of the main figures of his time; he transformed the process of art-making by questioning the fundamental relationship between an idea, the subjectivity of the artist, and the artwork a given idea might produce. While many artists were challenging modern conceptions of originality, authorship, and artistic genius in the 1960s, LeWitt denied that approaches such as Minimalism, Conceptualism, and Process Art were merely technical or illustrative of philosophy.
In his Paragraphs on Conceptual Art, LeWitt asserted that Conceptual art was neither mathematical nor intellectual but intuitive, given that the complexity inherent to transforming an idea into a work of art was fraught with contingencies.
LeWitt's art is not about the singular hand of the artist; it is the idea behind each work that surpasses the work itself. In the early 21st century, LeWitt's work, especially the wall drawings, has been critically acclaimed for its economic perspicacity.
Though modest—most exist as simple instructions on a sheet of paper—the drawings can be made again and again and again, anywhere in the world, without the artist needing to be involved in their production.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sol_LeWitt
Sol LeWitt was seminal in establishing the notion of ‘conceptual art’ during the 1960s. Wall Drawing #1136 Curved and straight color bands 2004 is one of a number of highly coloured wall pieces he made. It includes seven vibrant colours to create an overwhelming chromatic environment that envelopes the viewer. The curve, snakes along the wall. Every band in the wall drawing is of the same width and there is no area left empty of colour.
It has been produced for Tate St Ives by a team of draftspersons, guided by an assistant from the artist’s estate.
Sam is online
B: Hi, handsome.
Sam: Hi, love.
Sam gives a stern look.
Sam: What did you do this time, babe?
B: Baby, can you just receive a compliment without questioning it and just say THANK YOU when I admire you?
*silence for awhile*
B: Ok, let us put it to practice right away.
*pause*
B: Hi, handsome.
Sam: Thank you, love.
B: Yaaay!
Sam: BUT...what did you do again this time? What rule did you break again?
B facepalms a million times 😭😂😂😂😭😂😂
Hi handsome!😘 At least, I can say it here without any interruption coz Sam has a veeery inactive, almost dead Flickr account. 😜😅
To my lover and my torturer (he makes me walk 20,000 steps a day 😩 when my rehab doctor only required me 10,000), to my bestfriend and my public enemy no. 1, I adore you! 💕
A visit today to the Women's Art Collective housed at Murray Edwards College. Thanks to www.flickr.com/photos/lucykjohnstone/ for the head's up.
“The important thing is not to stop questioning. Curiosity has its own reason for existence. One cannot help but be in awe when he contemplates the mysteries of eternity, of life, of the marvelous structure of reality. It is enough if one tries merely to comprehend a little of this mystery each day.
― Albert Einstein
“Remember to look up at the stars and not down at your feet. Try to make sense of what you see and wonder about what makes the universe exist. Be curious. And however difficult life may seem, there is always something you can do and succeed at.
It matters that you don't just give up.”
― Stephen Hawking
Shot on iPhone 11 Pro.
Started off the day questioning my life choices as I ran hill repeats in the dark on a rather wet morning. This was the view at the top of the reservoir.
A hike in the Upper Delta just wouldn't be complete without the gorgeous presence of a few Question Mark butterflies, either in their Summer form with the dark bottom wing ends or the soon-to-be appearing Autumn form, with spotted wing ends....see below!
NS train 192 moves past what appears to be a strib club (judging by the "maximum exposure" poster), on 6th street in Augusta, GA. I am still questioning what this place has to do with Vegas.
Edited using Flickr user gracebeliever077's equipment, feel free to take a moment to check out his stuff too! ;-)