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This small pond was surrounded by palm trees and the reflection was perfect. I think it looks like a painting.
Taken out in Co.Clare late last evening :) The reflection is not created by water!! :) but off the roof of the car!!
Walking home from work, this old, stone building on this corner is in shadow by evening, sun on the other side from where I am standing. Opposite it, behind where I am standing, is a modern and very bland and uninspiring office belonging to the Bank of Scotland, built a few years before the big 2008 crash when banks had money to build something nice if they wanted, but instead they still built something depressing, dull and banal. It's one saving grace is that the large glass windows on the modern building and also on the modern one across the road from here catch the evening sun and reflect it back, so you get this flickering light across this old building, all of it reflected off the uglier modern ones. Kept meaning to get a pic of it some sunny evening, finally I have!
Experimenting with Lee Friedlander's techniques, from a suggestion of Paul Ewing's.
Paul had suggested I look into Friedlander's work, especially one of his reflection self-portraits, Wilmington, Delaware 1965, and try to figure out the technique.
Here are a few notes I made while studying this piece:
Friedlander is standing on a concrete sidewalk (squares) facing a furniture shop window.
Sunlight behind him reflects the furniture into the camera and the sidewalk.
The bright mirror-like seat-back is tilted somewhat upward, brightly reflecting the light (overexposed) but also seeming to separate his head from his body, leaving mostly legs below. He may have been holding the camera mid-torso so its reflection would be obscured between the seat and the back.
Note the lines of the concrete squares. They show through the furniture, but not through his reflection.
The brick pattern may be the interior floor as the furniture shadows are cast over it. It seems the floor is brick.
The bottom extension of his legs is actually his shadow, cast by the light reflected back from the window. From his shoes up is his shadow cast by the sun directly into the window.
The Bodleian Library, Oxford, takes the form of a quadrangle and central courtyard.
"The library currently holds over seven million volumes, which occupy 110 miles (180km) of shelving. Each year, the collection grows by more than 100,000 books and nearly 200,000 periodicals; these volumes expand the shelving requirements by about 2 miles (3.3km) annually. Much of the library’s vast storage space is in underground tunnels built in the early 1900s. A system of conveyor belts delivers volumes through the tunnels to 29 reading rooms in the various library buildings."
On reflection, I'm glad I stopped the car to take this picture. Catcleugh Reservoir, Northumberland, 22/7/14
Try to visualize a beautiful woman. Give it some seconds serious consideration. I shall wait patiently as long...
Now the woman you picture in you head, not only has form and shape, she most likely even have mannerisms and perhaps are wearing clothes. If so we can even with wisdom assume that the clothes she is wearing is consistent with, and thus reflect, the person she is and here is my point. She is to the mental effect almost a person, as your imagination is a VERY powerfull tool. - Mind you not even the Tihane-2 (The Chinese supercomputer) would be able to create in memory what you just did in seconds. (Further more, the Tihane-2 would probably answer that beauty is subjective and continue in long explanations to explain the beauty of binary simplicity, but be quite indifferent as in regard to the beauty of women.)
In your head, from the quest was launched, you started drawing upon your feminine resources of data in your eyes putting together a pretty much ”perfect” women ;o) But make no mistake, in a way she is VERY real, as she is created only and alone from YOUR subconscious imaginative spectrum of what a ”beautiful women” consist of. Those perceptions are not only VERY real, to you it is the whole world and thus, the very definition of beauty.
If you are a crossdresser, transvestite or transexual, you know very well what powers are to be drawn from within that imaginative spectrum, but make no mistake. When ordinary macho heterosexual men watch Expendables 1 (Macho hetero classic - 5 stars from my male side, Lisa says ”No comment!” shaking her head) they very much identify them self, with being amongst such group of battle scarred veterans, knowing each others weaknesses and strengths, using them in unison, like a team, working like clockwork and on backbone alone beating odds no sane person would bet a single dime on.
Women as well have their own visual identification spectrum and I stand accused making following statement without statistic documentation, but I have notion practically all women at some time, have imagined them self walking into a crowded room drawing all attention, dazzling everyone with the mere presence of their radiant beauty. But again, I might be mistaken and women not only may, but trust me will rightfully claim ”What the hell do I REALLY know about women.” and it is in fact quite true.
Never the less there is still much to be obtained from within, the almost magical imaginative spectrum.
You see, something happens to macho heterosexual men, watching not ONLY Expendables 1, but every film made in modern times that has to do with war, fighting, death, violence and murder (several times). Slowly, we find, such identification change such individuals. The same thing happens to T-girls who spend much time in the imaginative female spectrum, they change slowly, becoming more like that in reality as well, changing slowly.
Thus watching many movies on war identifying with being a vengeful warmachine, might actually in a stressfull situation, combined with a life crisis, trigger the hidden imaginative being nurtured by such imagination, making that person pick up a riffle going into warmode showing the world a thing or two. Where as a T-girl in same stressfull life crisis, very well might say ”Fuck it all.” pick up a pair of stilettos and wearing a tight skirt ”showing” (though in a more practical sense) the world a thing or two as well.
I had fun shooting people on the beach at South Padre Island, TX. I knew this would be for the 'Reflections' monthly contest for NAPG group.
Water reflections in Bruges, Belgium. Rozenhoedkaai at night.
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Derby Reflections Transgender Group for trans-people, their friends and partners. Meeting on the 2nd and 4th Mondays of every month at the Union Blue public house, Derby.
It's a lovely friendly group with a mix of individuals. For more information go here: