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Reflection of Maa Durga
Durga Puja or Durgotsava and is the largest festival of the year for Bengali Hindus.
Photo by Amy Snyder.
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Here is one of the four sculptures called 'Forme del Mitro' by the Italian sculptor Arnaldo Pomodoro. The sun was making this nice reflection! The group is at the foot of 'Jacob's Ladder'
En una noche de tormenta un abuelo y su nieto se detuvieron a escuchar el rugir de las olas.
Sin importarles que la lluvia los abrazara completamente...
El nieto agobiado por los problemas de la vida
observaba con desgano la escena .
El abuelo poseia una expresion serena y pacifica,
a pesar de las lineas de cansancio que la vida habia dejado en su rostro.
Luego de unos minutos
Cuando dejo de rugir un poco el viento
El joven escucho la voz de su abuelo como si viniera desde lejos diciendo :
... Ser como el viento que canta.
Y no como la gota que Cae .
Evadir el destino del Ser Humano.
Destinado a Caer Desde los Cielos como gota de Lluvia.
Holderlin vislumbro nuestro destino.
Caer desde lo alto .
Caer a lo Dionisiaco.
Abrazar lo humano.
Como una gota
en un ciclo eterno
de caida al mundo y libertad en el cielo
Asi es nuestro camino
Lleno de caidas
y tambien de libertades...
El joven luego de escuchar estas palabras sintio inmediatamente una gran sensacion de paz.
Se volteo hacia su abuelo para sonreirle.
Pero solo observo al viento en la arena que flotaba y lo rodeaba.
Habian pasado ya muchos años desde aquella noche en que observaron el mar y la tormenta.
Se le habian olvidado ya esas palabras.
Pero en ese momento llegaron desde lejos traidas por el viento y el tiempo.
Sin duda...
Ese era uno de esos momentos de libertad.
This was taken with my old camera last June while in Wyoming. This is Oxbow Bend of the Snake River.
In de Design Vlaanderen Galerie wordt de tentoonstelling "Reflections" herhaald die tijdens de vorige Milan Design Week in de Triënnale voor de eerste maal werd gepresenteerd. De tentoonstelling was een eerbetoon aan de Belgische ingenieurs Emile Foucault en Emile Gobbe die in 1903 het eerste mechanische systeem voor de productie van glas ontwikkelden, nl. het verticaal trekken van vlakglas. Dit zorgde wereldwijd voor een totale ommekeer in de glasnijverheid en het opende de weg naar de industriële productie van glas na de 1ste Wereldoorlog. Dat België aan de wieg ligt van de industrialisatie van vlakglas en er in België nog verschillende bedrijven zijn die samen met vele ontwerpers spiegels op de markt brengen was de aanleiding voor Reflections.
Maak kennis met niet enkel spiegels van Belgische designers maar ook andere voorwerpen met een spiegelend oppervlak, waarin het licht reflecteert en spiegelbeelden ontstaan. Eén voor één vormen ze hoogtepunten van design. Ontdek primeurs maar evengoed klassiekers van de hand van boeiende ontwerpers en bedrijven.
De ontwerpers: Leo Aerts (Alinea), Marina Bautier, Michaël Bihain, Susanna Campogrande & Lise Casalegno Marro (Allerretour), Xavier De Clippeleir, Alex De Witte, Simon Desmet & Timothy Macken (MaDe), Nathalie Dewez, Jean-François d’Or (Loudordesign studio), Luc Druez (LcD Textile Edition), Nedda El-Asmar & Erik Indekeu, Marie Gobert, Linde Hermans (Rode schoentjes), Bieke & Patrick Hoet, David Huycke, Bart Lens, Xavier Lust, Stefan Schöning, Diane Steverlynck, Ben Storms, Mathias Van De Walle (MVDW Workshop), Ann Van Hoey, Danny Venlet, Jules Wabbes, Sylvain Willenz.
De bedrijven: AGC Glass Europe, Dark, Deknudt Mirrors & Reflect+, Eternum, Fiam Italia, Ligne Roset, Linadura, Objekten, valerie_traan Gallery, Vervloet, Wever & Ducré, Zeri Crafts.
By M'3ro0r :D
Note:- It's a Bubble of Glass Showing the Reflection of our neighbors house .. It looks like a drop of water but its not ;P
Created with fd's Flickr Toys. ... just to celebrate my pro account since today.
A collection of some of my reflection pics.
1. Mirror Lake, 2. Mirror Lake... no, Kinney Lake!, 3. Blue symphony, 4. Berlin Reflection, 5. Untitled, 6. Autumn Colours, 7. Guilin, 8. Greenland Iceberg, 9. Rocky Mountains Reflections, 10. Shanghai Huangpo, 11. Autumn Reflection, 12. Milford Reflection, 13. Mt. Robson PP, 14. Rocky Mountains Panorama, 15. Greenland Reflection, 16. Greenland Iceberg
Reflection of the City hall in Utrecht / Reflectie van het stadskantoor van Utrecht in het kantoor van de Rabobank
The 1964 - 1965 New York World's Fair was in Flushing Meadows, Queens. The grounds are now Corona Park.
There are a few traces of the fair left.
Looking north from the Unisphere toward the site of the Bell Telephone Pavilion.
From the Unisphere there is the Pool of Reflections, the Rocket Thrower, the Fountain of the Fairs and finally the Fountain of the Planets in the Pool of Industry.
fallen leaves back onto trees in the puddle.
some pictures from my hometown today.
I will post rest of travel pix later on.
Foliage reflections at Sheffield Park, Sussex. The rippling was caused entirely by the wind; I haven't used any Photoshop effects.
Through the mirror of my mind
Time after time
I see reflections of you and me
Reflections of
The way life used to be
Reflections of
The love you took from me
Oh, I'm all alone now
No love to shield me
Trapped in a world
That's a distorted reality
Happiness you took from me
And left me alone
With only memories
Through the mirror of my mind
Through these tears that I'm crying
Reflects a hurt I can't control
'Cause although you're gone
I keep holding on
To the happy times
Ooh, when you were mine
As I peer through the window
Of lost time
Looking over my yesterday
And all the love I gave all in vain
(All the love) All the love
That I've waisted
(All the tears) All the tears
That I've tasted
All in vain
Through the hollow of my tears
I see a dream that's lost
From the hurt
That you have caused
Everywhere I turn
Seems like everything I see
Reflects the love that used to be
In you I put
All my faith and trust
Right before my eyes
My world has turned to dust
After all the nights
I sat alone and wept
Just a handful of promises
Are all that's left of loving you
Reflections of
The way life used to be
Reflections of
The love you took from me
In you I put
All my faith and trust
Right before my eyes
My world has turned to dust
Dozier, Holland, Holland
Trying to figure out why I saw a train on Pie Island .... a place that is all wilderness with no trains! The photo was taken at 4:47 pm - 20 minutes before sunset on a cold day. Lake Superior is not frozen, but there is ice along the coast.
Amberwing dragonfly perched on a baby alligator's eye. I liked the amberwing's reflection in the water. The gator is about 3 feet long and is not captive. Taken at Brookegreen Gardens, SC