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I hold my breath and Mark is ready to catch a video😄 as Dustin stands at the edge of the Lake on a steel groin. He’s focused only on the shot, balanced above the water with that familiar mix of boldness and calm. It’s a moment that captures exactly who he is steady, curious, and always willing to step a little closer to the edge to see the world in his own way.
I had to stop my car suddenly as this fella was sitting on the middle of the road !!!
Then as I pulled over and got out of the car, he has already crawled across the road and climbed up this tree and looking at me in this cute but curious look.
A potential victim of road kill!
Peek-a-boo Koala!
while the tornado warning was in effect, i went to my friend Cathy's house and snapped this quickly. it was quite windy and a quick thunderstorm rolled through, but no tornado.
Processed with flypaper.
Back on Regent Seven Seas Explorer the guests of the Norwegian Escape docked next to us were being entertained by a high wire aerialist - dare devil?
Drum roll please.
SHIPtember: Day 1
Yes, I'm only starting now.
Yes, I'm leaving for Brickcon in a little over a week.
Yes, I might be delusional.
Yes, it is a rather pedestrian, studs up design.
But...
I'm doing it anyway because... SHIPtember.
Shes a keeper. What a #beauty.
#yolo #risktaker #sonya7 #35mmjournalist #babysummer #millionwords #millionwordsphotography #beautiful #Summer
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Abandoned Abused Street Dogs.
If I make the slightest movement
or noise this scene will explode !
Mama finally got tired of their game
and told them to back off ........... ;-)~
Thank You.
Jon&Crew.
Please help with your donations here.
www.gofundme.com/f/help-for-abandoned-thai-temple-dogs
Please,
No Awards, Invites, Large Logos or Copy an Pastes.
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Took a risky and somewhat #creative approach on #newborn photography. Now is up to the parents to judge if this #style represents baby summer.
#yolo #risktaker #sonya7 #35mmjournalist #babysummer #millionwords #millionwordsphotography
The young man with the tattooed legs gives me a thumbs up as I click. Well actually it's more down than up but it was delivered with such a nice smile I read it as a positive *~* Motorcyclists in Sao Paulo are legion. Thousands of them. Everywhere. Predominantly young male. And every last one of them drives as if they truly believe they are invincible. On all the city's main routes traffic is dense, like permanent rush-hour. Motorcycles, driven at mind-boggling speed & in great numbers, whiz through the narrow margins of the congested traffic lanes with barely an inch to spare on either side. It's a wonder side-view mirrors are not knocked off like dominoes falling. A car driver or passenger dare not travel with an arm resting on or outside an open window. Without risk of contact. A large percentage of them are 'motoboys', the term used for motorcycle couriers transporting everything from parcels to pizzas. They're paid per delivery & there's a first come first served system of job assignment hence the speed.They all wear helmets but often staying cool in the tropical climate seems a greater priority than clothing that would protect in case of accident. And accidents are many. Serious accidents. Was given statistics that 12 motorcyclists a day die on Sao Paulo's roads. Don't know if it's true but I have no trouble believing such statistics. My breath was taken away just observing them...fearing for their safety. And everyone else's. Several times I witnessed accident sites, driver lying in the road, police & ambulance crews in attendance.
For pretty boy koop. I think he likes motorcycles *~*
View towards Sgurr Dearg
from Sgurr na Banachdich
Isle of Skye, Scotland 2019
Kodak Portra 400
Agfa Isolette I
Scanned with Epson V800
Adjusted in Adobe Photoshop
Here's your pickup line-up for the day.
The sweet start:
Your lips look so lonely.... Would they like to meet mine?
The calculated risktaker:
So, what are the chances that we can engage in anything more than just conversation?
The conceited caller:
Do you believe in love at first sight, or should I walk by again?
The weirdo shows up:
Hey baby, everything I know I learned at SeaWorld.
The dork takes on airs:
I may look like an Ewok, but I'm all Wookie where it counts, baby.
What I would ask:
You are just absolutely fantastic! Can you cook and clean also?
as well as...
I may look like an Ewok, but I'm all Wookie where it counts, baby. Hehehehe....
Fully understanding that pick up lines form a well known part of our social fabric, however ineffective they may be...do tell me, what's your sign, baby?
MAM! 5
MORNING LIGHT THOUGHTS . . . at the Artist's Colony.
My brother is older than me and became a photographer first when he was in high school. He was on the Yearbook Staff; he shot black and white for the newspaper. His friends were photographers; he went to a photography school after high school graduation. People throughout the state knew my brother as a photographer.
As far back as I can recall, my brother took photos. The one I'll always recall was of the Grand Canyon, before he'd practiced much photography and wasn't a professional. My brother is a natural photographer, much better than me.
But one of the things my brother and I share is a great-grandmother who was completely blind and we share an entire series of mysterious vision issues.
My brother was a wedding photographer for decades and use to shoot dances and proms and other things professionally. He knows and knew film and developer and darkrooms. Then his vision began to decline.
I don't know what my brother thinks. Maybe he believes that all of photography depends on the eyes, but I believe photography starts in the heart, in the soul, in the mind and spirit. Those things have only deepened in him as he's grown older; he can now see things with his heart that he could never see with his perfect, youthful vision.
So what, my brother's vision is not perfect? So what?
A art museum curator once told me that in order to become an artist, a person must first live life and have something to truly say about life with their artistic skill. The skill may come along young, but the voice and inner vision matures later.
I hope my brother will begin experimenting with digital photography. As a darkroom/lab photographer, my brother knows more about photography than nearly any youth-filled pixter who owns a digital point and shoot. There's a place for all.
Sometimes, we just need to borrow someone else's vision of ourselves before we can see that tucked within we still have a song yet to sing before we leave this earth. Or in my brother's case, we still have memories to record and visual beauty to impart.
I'm the natural writer, artist, and occassional poet of the family, but my brother is the natural photographer. Whether he picks up another camera again or not, he always will be a natural photographer.
mass parking on Viaduto Boa Vista in Sao Paulo Centro.....
Motorcyclists in Sao Paulo are legion. Thousands of them. Everywhere. Predominantly young male. And every last one of them drives as if they truly believe they are invincible. On all the city's main routes traffic is dense, like permanent rush-hour. Motorcycles, driven with mind-boggling speed & in great numbers, whiz through the narrow margins of the congested traffic lanes with barely an inch to spare on either side. It's a wonder side-view mirrors are not knocked off like dominoes falling. A car driver or passenger dare not travel with an arm resting on or outside an open window. Without risk of contact. A large percentage of them are 'motoboys', the term used for motorcycle couriers transporting everything from parcels to pizzas. They're paid per delivery & there's a first come first served system of job assignment hence the speed.They all wear helmets but often staying cool in the tropical climate seems a greater priority than clothing that would protect in case of accident. And accidents are many. Serious accidents. Was given statistics that 12 motorcyclists a day die on Sao Paulo's roads. Don't know if it's true but I have no trouble believing such statistics. My breath was taken away just observing them...fearing for their safety. And everyone else's. Several times I witnessed accident sites, driver lying in the road, police & ambulance in attendance
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Wayne Pauly ignites the field at the annual Schumacher Park prescribed burn in Waunakee.
The main purpose of a zoom lens is to keep you of harms way and bring the subject closer to you, without moving closer to it. Well shooting on my Vivitar 35-70, I found myself shooting the first controlled burn of the year: Being the risktaker that I am I got closer and closer. Til I was to the point that I had to zoom out, shooting at 35mm (equiv of 52mm on digital) the heat was unimaginable as it felt like my face was melting off. One of the water guys said his thermometer register temps in the upwards of 250-300 degrees coming from the fifteen foot flames!
Vivitar 35-70 2.8/3.8
f4 1/1600
ISO200
This colorful climber seemed pretty confident in his ascent but it looked a bit risky to me. Still, it made for an interesting picture and all ended well.
Mar 17 2017 [Risk] A group of people taking a risk of walking into heavy traffic just to cross the street. Admittedly here at Leger & Henri-Bourassa it's a risky dangerous intersection for both drivers and pedestrians.. two major lanes merging into one like a funnel.. awkward pedex crossings often with buses hiding everyone's view.. traffic spilling into the merge lanes squeezed in by bus lanes that are backed up by traffic lights that aren't well synched.. then add people like this jaywalking and heavy trucks trying to navigate the entire mess.. it's stressful for everyone.
A wallpaper featuring Jeff Hardy's very own 'Self Portrait' design. There's a reason they call him the risk-taking, daredevil-like, Charismatic Enigma!
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Finally, the inbound comes into view with G.B.R.f. class 66, 66729, 'Derby County' in view, well turned out as they always are, and yet another rake of 20, partly graffiti'd JGA, ex-coal hopper, wagons with the usual whitish aggregates for the Amey Stone Processing works at Tinsley Yard.. I was serendipitously present when the very first test runs of a couple of D.R.S. class 20s, were sent out to 'check' the status of the line from Broughton Lane up into the Yard and back down the other side at Shepcote Lane, this was on the 1st October, 2012, the aggregates trains were running by June 2013, 9 years ago and there still appears to be work to be done with the Sheffield Road Refurbishment programme! The original freight wagon owner's name has been painter out and this appears to help the graffiti artist with a 'cleaner canvas' and once again, the 1st wagon, here it's clearly a 'VTG Rail UK Ltd' type, has been embellished with the 'tag' 'Zodiac', the rest, apart from one, are pretty nondescript. At right the haul is rattling along the single track line with the 'Risktakers' tag in view, who are these folk? 66729 heading for Shepcote Lane then Broughton Lane and on up the bank into Tinsley Yard, arriving around 45 mins after the 1st one left, at 11:33. The outbound working 6Z02, will depart 1 hour early, at 14:59, with the return empties back to Bardon Hill. Its not clear why extra material was needed this day and it hasn't happened again, so far. In addition a sand working has also been into Tinsley this week, today, Friday 18th, from the north. G.B.R.f. 66729 was again on this working from the north and ran into the G.B.R.f. siding at Tinsley Yard, early this morning at 06:30 on the 6Z97 V.S.T.P. working from the Redcar Bulk Terminal with what appears to be a haul of sand... Go figure, as they say... Tinsley Yard appears now to be somewhat of a busy place with these aggregates trains operated by G.B.R.f., spoil trains operated by D.B.S. from the London area and twice daily containers from Felixstowe operated by both Freightliner and G.G.R.f. .. who would have guessed!
In the early hours of a Mid-Summer morning, I went for a walk along Venice Beach. Not far from my hotel, this guy was getting some work in with his board. He actually had some real talent - he rode several waves to completion. This was one of his better moves, and I was lucky to catch it with my 55-250.
Canon 7d and 55-250 lens. Edited in Lightroom3
motorcyclists can be seen by-passing car traffic on Avenida Paulista, perhaps the equivalent of NYC's Fifth Avenue. The building, designed by architect Lina Bo Bardi, is Museu de Arte de Sao Paulo, known as MASP. Inaugurated in 1968 by Queen Elizabeth II, it contains not just South America's but all of the southern hemisphere's greatest collection of Western art : DaVinci, Modigliani, Picasso, a huge collection of French Impressionists, also some of Brazil's best artists. Spent several inspiring hours in there. Raised up on pillars, the massive public space beneath the building is a hive of activity : buskers, ranters, lovers, loners, as well as a large popular Sunday flea market. A mechanized shifting of the building's blue panels give an impression of the clouds moving. MASP is a startling Sao Paulo landmark of modern urban architecture.