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A best friend is like a four leaf clover, hard to find, lucky to have.
Anon
Friendship is always a sweet responsibility, never an opportunity.
Khalil Gibran
The language of friendship is not words but meanings.
Henry David Thoreau
Friends are the family you choose.
Jess C. Scott
Some people go to priests, others to poetry, I to my friends.
Virginia Woolf
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"Responsibility is the price of greatness" -Winston Churchill
Took this one also at the Oklahoma City Bombing memorial. This tree is the only thing that withstood the blast zone. Strong and stubborn enough not to fall. I suppose that's how we should all live our lives.
Have a wonderful Friday my friends.
I want to apologize to my followers and sponsors for the lack of uploads and posts. I have been swamped with school work and college applications and it's been really stressful for me. Education is really important to me, but I know I have responsibilities. My uploads have been slow and I know, I'm trying to finish everything up, academically. I will soon be done with everything, but it's going to take a little time. I will continue to make posts when I can as often as I can. Thanks for understanding! xx
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"Our humanity rests upon a series of learned behaviors, woven together into patterns that are infinitely fragile and never directly inherited."
Margaret Mead
Im letzten Licht gelang diese Aufnahme des DGS 43142 aus Verona Q. E. nach Lübeck Skandinavienkai, traktioniert von 193 553-5 "Responsibility Driven".
This picture of DGS 43142 from Verona Q.E. to Lübeck Skandinavienkai, hauled by 193 553-5 "Responsibility Driven", was taken in the last light near Nordheim.
Mit einem langen ARS Altmann-Zug aus Regensburg konnte 193 552-7 "Responsibility Driven" (saving CO2 in sustainable, cross-border connections) bei Feldmoching fotografiert werden.
Near Feldmoching I was able to take this picture of TX Logistik's 193 552-7 "Responsibility Driven" (saving CO2 in sustainable, cross-border connections) hauling a long ARS Altmann train from Regensburg to Verona Q. E.
As many times as I have met Justin (sort of "pictured", under the orange blanket), I have never known him to NOT be sharing an abode with Hillbilly. Usually he can be found inside Hillbilly's little shack, making the living quarters even more constrictive.
Today was the first time I have seen him out on the street in colder weather. Even Hillbilly popped his head out and seemed surprised that Justin was out on the sidewalk.
I cannot imagine that "civic responsibility" about 6 ' distancing has somehow made it into the homeless community. I have to assume that is merely coincidence. Though it does seem to be curious timing.
Mit dem DGS 43853 von Rheine nach Puccio Rusco werden ausschließlich fabrikneue Auflieger befördert. Am 11. Juni 2022 waren diese einheitlich in weiß gehalten. Als Zuglok war an diesem Tage die für TXLogistik fahrende 193 553 von Alpha Trains eingeteilt. Im Waldstück zwischen Grafing und Assling entstand eine Aufnahme dieses speziellen KLV-Zuges.
DGS 43853 from Rheine to Puccio Rusco only carries brand-new trailers. On 11 June 2022, these were uniformly white. On this day, the locomotive was the 193 553 from Alpha Trains, which was driving for TXLogistik. A photo of this special intermodal train was taken in the woods between Grafing and Assling.
Eyebrows : Vladdy // « Nova » Eyebrows ft. Body Alchemy
Vladdy Shop : maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Vladdy/118/162/4000
I'm not politically minded but the caption fitted the image of a person lying on the sign outside this office block, wanted to ask him why he chose this platform for a rest but thought against it!
Taken @ Witherwood Thicket
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Do you know me?
Really know me?
You have opinions about my opinions
About my music
About my clothes
About my body
Some people hate what I wear
Some people praise it
Some people use it to shame others
Some people use it to shame me
If I wear what is comfortable, I am not a woman
If I shed the layers, I'm a slut
Though you've never seen my body, you still judge it
And judge me for it
Why?
We make assumptions about people based on their size
We decide who they are
We decide what they're worth
If I wear more, if I wear less
Who decides what that makes me?
Is my value based only on your perception?
Or is your opinion of me not my responsibility?
Quality is everyone's responsibility.
W. Edwards Deming
Replacing the trench drain apron at our garage door entrance.
Last December, I completed by responsibilities at the college a bit earlier than usual and took off like a shot for the Pacific Northwest. I had been looking for ideas the week before and when I finally saw that waves approaching 25 feet were due to hit the Central Oregon Coast, I made a quick reservation at an Airbnb in Coos Bay and set off on the 16 hour drive to Medford. I spent the night at a truck stop before heading over to Brookings and then up the coast. I spent the next 8 days shooting my butt off.
After shooting some colossal waves, I decided to continue North up to Cape Disappointment in Washington with hopes of grabbing more large waves as high winds were in the forecast. I arrived early on this particular morning fairly certain that I was going to get skunked. I spent about 30 minutes or so shooting long exposures in the dim morning twilight before some color began to creep into the sky. The mist that you see in this shot was not from low clouds but instead from spray left when the waves in this area slammed into the cliff face. I also waited long enough to allow the beam of the light house to sweep across during this exposure.
Shortly after this photo was taken, the entire sky erupted over Cape Disappointment. This is easily one of my favorite spots on the Washington Coast, and I'm hoping to get back here next week on a short break before my Spring semester begins.
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Up with the larks this morning as it was my responsibility to deliver some cards and parcels around Faversham. So any task can be made into a glorious walk, from my last drop off it was up to Judds Folly and onto our friends woodlands at Syndale Bottom, along Telegraph Hill to Ospringe Downs then over to Lorenden and home for breakfast, hot freshly brewed coffee, toast and homemade marmalade, yummy!
The rest of the day was taken up with three tasks. Firstly making the tarka dhal and puttanesca sauce for next week, secondly looking at the OS maps and working out the route between Woodchurch and Littlesone-on-Sea for Thursdays big walk and lastly sorting out restaurants and hotel rooms and Paddington 3 tickets for all of us up in town as it is Phoebe's Birthday treat! So it will be the Victoria Plaza, Ognisko's on Friday and Sicilian on Saturday and Paddington Three at the Curzon St Jame's Park, which is nice!
Another experimental lith print image. I am working with the copper sulfate bleach look, and trying to analyze both how it works and what it does to images sort of viscerally. Perhaps most interesting in a high-rez world of what is the emotional impact of the sacrificed information?
Having done a little darkroom and other alternative process photography before, I know that it is sometimes kind of a luxury to just let the vagaries and vicissitudes of the process make decisions, and it can be surprisingly challenging as you lean more, to in a way take creative responsibility for the final image to a greater degree.
This is a step in a larger process for me. Learning to see another way. And it feels weird to do something that is both so satisfying and feels so at risk of being outgrown and so then despised.
But making art is about embracing tensions like these, isn't it? About finding ways to surf that wave.
In a few years I will either still like these, or they will have helped me to grow into someone who is capable of seeing differently. This gives me the courage to show them, but not quite enough comfort to do so without making my long justifications. Somewhere.
Reichstag / Berlin / Germany
Album of Germany: www.flickr.com/photos/tabliniumcarlson/sets/7215762606822...
1 November 2020: Update on The Corona Pandemic – Belgium crossed the barrier of 20,000 daily coronavirus infections. At the moment, 6,438 people are hospitalized for covid-19 in Belgium, with 1,105 of them being in intensive care units. The number of infections and the number of hospital admissions are rising so quickly that Belgium announced last Friday that it will activate a lockdown as of Sunday night. Hence, yesterday was the last day of trading before the emergency break to curb the increase of infections becomes effective. I would have expected that people would stay at home and the shops would be empty, but nothing was less true, there were huge crowds in shopping streets and big queues outside retail outlets selling non-essential goods. In summary, crowded shopping streets shamed our country the day before the lockdown becomes effective. Obviously, it didn’t sink in that it is now or never and that this is our last chance to avoid a nationwide tragedy. Why are people ignoring the fact that we are heading for a crash of our healthcare system and that this irresponsible behavior may result that hospitals will soon have to choose who they treat and who they don’t? We need to demonstrate a collective responsibility in combatting the pandemic, if not, we’re heading for a misty future - Damme, Belgium
Herzogenaurach / Franconia / Bavaria / Germany
Album of Germany (the south): www.flickr.com/photos/tabliniumcarlson/albums/72157712099...
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MESMERISING aren't they? OP-HEARTS or POP-HEARTS? LOL? Best not 'jiggle' it about!
If you and your mate master these values, your love will, in all probability, last a lifetime.
1. The couple in love is committed to always putting each other first in their relationship with each other.
2. The couple in love is committed to democracy in their relationship.
3. The couple in love is committed to ensuring their mutual happiness.
4. The couple in love values absolute trustworthiness and integrity in their relationship with each other.
5. The couple in love is committed to caring and unconditional love for each other.
6. The couple in love is committed to being mutually respectful towards each other.
7. The couple in love values their mutual sense of responsibility for each other.
A special day, but don't forget, Valentine... love not just ONE day... but 365?
Have a day filled with love, M, (*_*)
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So yesterday was a really, really shit day. I was adding the finishing touches to a couple's wedding photos, when I noticed the formal group shots weren't there. I did a quick scope through my folders - nothing. They'd gone. As a photographer, let alone a wedding photographer, this is a nightmare come true.
I had a meltdown, my friends calmly talked me through card recovery software, still nothing. My amazing second shooter on the day got a couple of pictures of the bride's family, but nothing else. I was distraught, to say the least. My photography is my life. The thought of losing that too - I have never felt more incompetent, more of a failure, and more of a terrible person for not upholding my standards in what I offer to people. Even if this IS a hard time of my life, it doesn't excuse it, it doesn't put ANYTHING right.
So yesterday I drove round to the couple's house, showed them a slideshow of the rest of the photos, then watched their joyful, excited faces crack into sadness as I told them I'd somehow managed to lose the formals. This wedding was so important to them. I couldn't make it right. How do you make that right? You can't. And these lovely people - they didn't get angry at me. They gave me hugs and were honest about how devastated they were, but at the same time told me they would not deal with it "with fire and brimstone" as they put it, but with time and kindness. I offered all I could - a full refund, a re-shoot, all future events covering, editing any shots the guests had taken. Anything, everything. I've never messed up before and I never imagined it would happen, I couldn't even remember wiping the card, I didn't know how I fucked up so bad, but I fucked up.
Learning to hold my hands up when I fuck up, take responsibility, tell the truth and not try and cover my back or blame people, is the single scariest lesson to learn. I felt defeated, I felt like I'd let everyone down. And myself.
And then I posted my 365, and I read all the amazing, kind, uplifting words you guys had for me. I cried and cried and felt very unworthy, but that didn't stop me realising just how many wonderful people are out there - my couple VERY much included. It's not always easy to be kind, but somehow, you lot were, they were.
This morning, I got up with dread filling me right to the bottom of my toes. I just had to sit with this pain I'd caused, sit with the dread and the failure.
I went to a photoshoot I'd been booked for, and thought, "well, I'd better take my back-up camera just incase I fuck today up, too."
I got to the studio, went to load up my card, and there in my back-up camera, was a card containing all the formal shots.
Cue relief like I've never felt.
And this is all wonderful, and I count myself incredibly lucky that this situation is resolved, and the couple are now over the moon and I didn't fuck up after all, but I still fucked up. And if an absentminded card-wipe and a bit of luck is all that separates the two situations, then damn, I can't really take too much credit for this.
But what there is to celebrate today is kindness. Kindness from my amazing couple, kindness from a bunch of friends and family who picked me up and carried me through the last two days (Mum, Adam especially) and a bunch of wonderful strangers who felt compelled to use their own experiences with defeat to pick me up during mine. For what? I don't know, perhaps just the kindness embedded in their souls. But know that today I am celebrating - finding the wedding pictures of course - but mainly I'm celebrating the kindness that is present, and all around me in this world. And I am going to take this experience, learn from it, and be as kind kind kind as I can, whenever I can. Especially when people aren't kind to me. I'll look for the good in things I can't change, and I'll do my best to find some good when I screw up.
So, thank you all. You threw kindness around like confetti, and here it is in my 365 today :-)
Our AirBnB host had slipped a page into the guest book saying "My favorite place to stargaze in the desert is a plot of land out in the middle of Wonder Valley. I call it the Star Box. It's far from light pollution and you'll be all alone out there. Venmo $25 for access to the land. I do not take responsibility for nails or glass in tires. Arrive before sunset or you'll never find the place." The tire thing worried us, but we paid up, got the coords, and checked it out in daylight - soft sand road, but seemed fine. It was indeed magical - I hadn't seen a sky this big before - free of obstructions in every direction, ringed by distant mountains all the way around, a totally enveloping experience. I'd expected the temps to drop with nightfall, but a warm wind persisted. We ate pizza and watched the North Star appear, then watched as cosmos lit up. The downside of the location for astro photography is that there were no landmarks, so there's nothing to include (skies with stars and nothing else are boring). But we had fun doing some light painting in the desert while we waited for the full star show. Amazing evening.
One afternoon I walked to the park with my children. While there, I noticed three young children and the oldest sister (who looked too young for this responsibility) appeared to be in charge of her two younger siblings. As I noticed these children I felt so sad for them and concerned for their safety. I used my camera to take some pictures of nature and the middle of the three siblings was watching me. She began talking to me and was very interested in the picture I had just taken, my camera, telling me about her interest in taking pictures, her instant film camera which she doesn’t have film for right now, that she would like to have a camera like I had. I told her I hoped someday she could have a camera of her own and she said maybe she could when she was older. She asked if she could see the photo I had just taken so I showed her the image of the leaf on my camera screen and she really liked it. She told me an idea she thought would make a good picture—across an open, grassy area, looking into the sunset. I took a quick, simple picture which certainly wasn’t fantastic. I showed her the picture and she said she really liked it (I deeply appreciated her kind words) and I told her that the photo was inspired by her. I felt concerned and sad for this girl, afraid of what could happen to her if she met a dangerous person here at the park. I was so thankful that today she was talking to someone who didn’t intend to harm her, who cared about her and her wellbeing and I was thankful for the connection we made through our interest in photography. I don’t even know what her name was and to me this was a meaningful connection. Due to harmful interpersonal experiences (especially as a child) it’s difficult for me to connect with others and I was thankful that on this day I made a connection with this girl. I would struggle to put into words how these moments were helpful and healing for my own journey and I hope that in some way our time together was perhaps beneficial for this girl as well. While I don’t consider these images anything spectacular, seeing them does remind me of the meaningful connection we shared that day.
[image created on 2-11-2024]
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As a way to cope with circumstances beyond my control, survive and work to keep fighting for life I decided to try to take at least one photo (or more) each day. I call this “a photo (or more) a day.” Practicing this form of therapeutic photography helps me work to focus on the present moment, gives me something familiar and enjoyable to focus on as I use photography skills that have become like second-nature to me and being able to view the images I capture helps me recall what I was thinking, feeling and noticing at the moment when I created the photos. More of the photos from this series can be seen on my Instagram account
I may not always have the energy, time or capacity to share photos from this series—especially with the very challenging circumstances my family and I are experiencing—and will do my best to continue taking a photo (or more) a day even if I’m not able to share.
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The day before yesterday (6 February 2014) was a day of huge responsibility! My youngest daughter wanted (i.e. desperately wanted!) to see her very first Snowy Owl. So, off we went, SE of the city. I took her to various areas where Snowy Owls had been seen on 25 January, when I went there with friends and we saw 8 Snowy Owls and 8 Great Horned Owls. Nothing, absolutely nothing! All we managed to find was a flock of Horned Larks and a handful of Ravens. If nothing else, my daughter has now seen just how difficult it usually is to find a Snowy : ) Of course, we were happy to stop and photograph a number of old barns and homesteads during the day, including this very distant one, that we couldn't get closer to, so I had to use 48x zoom. The very distant, magnificent Rocky Mountains were always in view over the golden stubble fields. Four or five hours later, we called in at the Saskatoon Farm on the way home and drowned our disappointment in a delicious meal, ha. Their food is so good! A most enjoyable day, even if we didn't see a Snowy.
10 are dead and 14 others are seriously injured following the fourth gang related attack this week.
The police have a suspect in custody, now believed to be an Arkansas Industries Attack Drone that was let loose in the city.
Markus Söder stands for hardcore lockdown.
The Hesse Center on Saturday. Only about 10 percent of normal customers. But more than 1000 free parking spaces.
Frankfurt, Borsigallee.
"A hero is someone who understands the responsibility that comes with his freedom." ~ Bob Dylan
You may not be a superhero, but you have a responsibility to be a hero in your world.
Have an awesome night! I will catch up with your photos tonight. Peace.
Paint the Moon Week 2: Responsibility