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Imagen capturada al atardecer en "Calas de Roche" en el município de Conil (Cádiz-Andalucía).
Image captured at sunset in "Calas de Roche" in the municipality of Conil (Cádiz-Andalusia).
Cámara Nikon D850 con lente 24-120 F4/G-VR y filtro ND variable Syrp de 5-10 stops editada con ACR y PS-CC 2019.
Recomiendo hacer doble click sobre la imagen y ver en grande.
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Winter teaches us about detachment, numbness. But it’s a way to get through. From winter we learn silence and acceptance and the stillness thickens.
-- Gail Barison
07-May-2019: after the VALLEY flowering and leafing of many plants and trees during the early (very) mild phase between late winter and spring (from mid-February to mid-April) the return of snow and cooler temperatures slowed the awakening phase after the winter quiescence.
The contrast, however, is interesting.
n. *Quiescence
1. quiet and inactive restfulness
2. a state of quiet inaction
Rabaska Quiescence, Mont-Tremblant National Park, Quebec, Canada.
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Rabaska is a traditional north canoe, which come in three lengths, 20 ft, 25 ft. or 32 ft. and can accommodate up to 20 paddlers.
A view over the beautiful lake "Hintersee" near Ramsau, Berchtesgadener Land (Bavaria, Germany). The person in front is my wife Tina <3
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Second in a series that uses text as a metaphor for the cacophany of non-stop, inner chatter in our heads.
There are very few moments in our Western lives where we're able to reach quiescence of mind. That incessant commentary of our babbling brains blocks or filters our direct apprehension of things as they are.
These thoughts filter, tint and taint what we're seeing to the degree that it's that interpretation, that 'colouring' that we take as "real". Once we're able to quiet the mind down enough, we see directly how NOT true that "picture" really is.
Three SOOC shots of maple blossoms and houses in the Spring, mirrored twice each, treated with light and colour effects and compiled/composed to fill the frame. Texts of varying sizes, fonts, colours and opacities layered over top. No Pano-Sabotage was used.
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Music Link: "Knee Play 3" - Philip Glass & Robert Wilson, from their opera "Einstein on the Beach".
I chose this music to somewhat represent what's going on in my visual piece, although the Glass/Wilson script is far more organized and orchestrated than the mayhem I'm suggesting.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=86Xuo7USnLI
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n. *Quiescence:
1. quiet and inactive restfulness
2. a state of quiet (but possibly temporary) inaction.
Early Morning Quiescence, near Lunenburg, Nova Scotia, Canada. (2004 archives)
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"With photography a new language has been created. Now for the first time it is possible to express reality by reality. We can look at an impression as long as we wish, we can delve into it and, so to speak, renew past experiences at will."
- Ernst Haas
Good Morning and Good Day to all.....I will catch with you later!
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Incredulous as it sounds, I'd never visited Scotland despite its close proximity to where I live. The lure of distant places tended to win out, over more familiar destinations. That being pre-Covid. Apres Covid and its societal and worldly fissures, the nearer and familiar have accrued new meaning; nature has become of prime importance and an opportunity to interact with others, a new raison d'etre!
Pleasantly surprised, you could say... I was naive about the extent of Scotland's wilderness and it's Scandinavian-type beauty! When you wake in the morning to the Sun breaking through dark skies full of Cumulonimbus clouds atop high, rugged peaks punctuated by sprawling lochs I realised Scotland is something special.
Then again, the Isle of Skye is something else. Part Celtic and part Scandinavian Skye's landscape ranges from Icelandic oddity to Irish-like, rugged coastlines and gently undulating land a la Yorkshire or Cumbria. Despite the hot, almost Mediterranean weather there remained a Northerly cold, suspended in the background, coming in off the sea.
It was a relief to experience the slow pace of life at Skye. In many ways it probably hasn't changed much in a century, crofting, fishing, hospitality and the tourist industry are pretty much all I witnessed. Skye's remoteness and, contemporaneously its closeness and familiarity are cogent reminders of the UK's separation from continental Europe and its splay Northwards into the North sea, upwards towards Iceland and the Artic.
Quiescence abounds throughout Skye. Sleat Point and its beautiful sandy cove, with views over the sea to Western Scotland and Mull, really encourage relaxation, a slow-paced mantra to a different way of life, much healthier both physically and mentally than the frenetic lifestyles of city dwellers. The air hits you with a strange purity, a tinge of Northern coldness infiltrated the Sun-warmed air and both the freshness of the countryside and the ocean were delightful!
You can see why Paganism was the principle religion across the UK for centuries. When life is governed by the weather, nature and the seasons, when Aurora paints the night sky with light gods and goddesses of the Sun, Moon, sea, fauna and flora seem to make more sense. Surely these preoccupations are healthier than our current condition preoccupied with representations, artificiality, aloofness via new technologies and the worshipping of money?
Whatever the philosophical, moral or scientific ramifications of multifarious lifestyles, exploring a land as evocative and unspoilt as Skye's is both fascinating and liberating. Indeed, Scotland, largely seen as an irrelevant wilderness and a distant drain on the economy by the ignorant and powerful at Westminster, offers an antidote to many of the problems we experience in our, hectic day-to-day lives. I feel the Orkney's calling!
Simon Sept. 2021.
Devote yourself to Absolute Emptiness;
Contemplate earnestly in Quiescence.
All things are together in Action,
But I look into their Non-action,
For things are continuously moving, restless,
Yet each is proceeding back to its origin.
Proceeding back to the origin means Quiescence.
To be in Quiescence is to see “Being-for-itself.”
Lao tzu
21/52
“For small creatures such as we the vastness is bearable only through love.” - Carl Sagan
listen: www.youtube.com/watch?v=gz02LiNTa1o
[Things have been hazy and heavy lately. I've felt incredibly drained--creatively and otherwise. However, I am currently in Hawaii on vacation with some of my very favorite human beans, and I feel that this trip will rejuvenate me and get me back to my creative flow I've so desperately been needing.
I shot this with my very first "student" from a one-on-one workshop I hosted. I had a wonderful time teaching her and sharing my process. Definitely planning on doing more of those in those in the future.]
January 10, 2020
Seen on Genesee Street - Buffalo NY.
Street shooting on Buffalo's East Side. Isolated individuals negotiating blighted streets is the norm for large sections of Buffalo NY. This is the daylight version of - "Broadway is dark tonight," a lyric made famous by some boys who grew up here, the GooGoo Dolls.
Covid didn't cause this. American quiescence and a failure to understand the impact of financialization and globalization did.
I shed tears of gratitude and joy that you have come round again, O Advent, to shake us from our torpor as early night comes, and the match is struck, and the message is brought home once more; that we are forever in the absence of light; it is beyond us and exterior until we make it welcome and bring it, like a lover, within. Welcome into our deepest void, welcome into the parts of us touched by human frost and stunted. Welcome, O Light, beaming glorious, into remotest apertures of our souls, rays aglow, warmth permeating where we have left old fires unattended and embers to wane, and our abysses to grow chill, and uninhabitable. Welcome light; dispelling illusion, and chasing old ghosts to rest.
With the sunset tonight, the promise is renewed; the story begins again. The beginning; quiescence, empty and void. Then movement; an annunciation; a Word -one boundless, vibrant “yes” that shakes creation; “My soul proclaims the greatness of the Lord and my spirit rejoices in God, my savior!” Soon there will be dreams, and silent wondering, and a gathering, and a starry night rent with song. The Word Present penetrates lonely, lost humanity, and enters into the pain and fear, the tumult and whirlwind; He and sets His tent with us not merely dwelling among, but literally with us; with hunger, with the capacity for injury and doubt -with enough vulnerability to be broken- and within this espousal, everything is illuminated!
source: www.firstthings.com/blogs/theanchoress/2009/11/28/advent-...
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Space Science image of the week:
This luminous star, AG Carinae, is losing mass at a phenomenal rate. Its powerful winds reach up to seven million km/hour, and exert enormous pressure on the clouds of material already expelled by the star.
These incredible winds have already cleared a region immediately around the star, and sculpted the material further away into the pattern observed in this Hubble Space Telescope image.
AG Carinae is a rare breed of Luminous Blue Variable star that evolved from a star around 50 times the mass of our Sun. They show variable and unpredictable behaviour, experiencing periods of quiescence and outbursts alike. They are also some of the most luminous stars known: tens of thousands to several million times as luminous as the Sun.
It is worth noting that the bright glare at the centre of the image is not the star itself, which is tiny at this scale and hidden within the saturated region. The white cross is also not an astronomical phenomenon but rather an effect of the telescope.
AG Carinae lies 20 000 light-years away in the constellation of Carina. The image was taken with the Hubble’s Wide Field and Planetary Camera 2, and was first released in September 2014.
Credit: ESA/Hubble & NASA, CC BY-SA 3.0 IGO
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The quiescence of the cove was gently broken by soft, haunting tones—humming eerily as the velvety sound slowly formed itself into a visible matter that shifted, swayed, and meandered about the area. Looking on, a figure could faintly be made out in the mist, which grew thicker by the moment. As the tune droned and resonated against the dimly lit rock formations, a shard of light leaked in from beyond, breaking the former dark’s thickness and revealing further the green-robed figure—a young woman. Her eyes closed in soft concentration, the slightest hint of an upward curl rested upon the edge of her lips. Thin coils of smoke bled out from the strings, wisping up and into the morning mists. she played a tune so true and full, Gaia herself had heard no sound as somber and entrancing in thousands of years past. The sorrowful notes melted into the air and puffed into wave after wave of cloudy mists, until she was entirely enveloped by it.
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Yes, I know. There are no clouds. Why did I choose this composition then? Why that much sky if there are no clouds around? The answer is simple. I was hoping for some colour. Which, as you can see, didn't happen. The sky stayed blue. In retrospect, I should have gotten more ground on the shot and less sky. Hindsight is easier than foresight.
The mountains you see in the background are from left to right, Hohgant (2'197 m/7'208 ft) and Schratteflue (2'092 m/6'863 ft).