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Just a higher vantage point and a bit more sky.A lovely place,if anyone is visiting Northumberland check it out :)
EXiF....F11....4 SECONDS....ISO 100....11MM....LEE 0.6H ND GRAD + KOOD ND2
explore #337 21-oct-09
Same render with different IES lights (tighter) using colour instead of temperature, ambient now is more relaxing with this ''contemporary art gallery'' jyst to it.
Render engine had less GI to calculate because of less light bounces, cleanish render with 1k passes took half as much as previous one.
Scene is too cold, I don't like it at all.
Same camera, same film, same time 6:39 am- 6:40 am. Only difference is focus and metering. Who knew it could be that dramatic. Now how to reproduce intentionally.
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Nikon F3
Nikkor 50 mm f:1.1,4
Ilford XP-2
The same lightning bolt caught by two different cameras, set up on the windowsill several feet apart.
Left: Canon Powershot SD1100IS using chdk motion detect script. Right: iPhone 5 using iLightningCam app.
This is with no processing. I also later processed each of these photos separately and posted different versions with levels adjusted.
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Indigo Marta pose
Same series of images as the previous one, Severn Sunset. I'm going to try and develop this technique in an attempt to produce more evocative and emotive images than might otherwise be the case.
Personal reflection:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=LLnFNoA8FOE
Why does the sun go on shining?
Why does the sea rush to shore?
Don't they know it's the end of the world,
'Cause you don't love me any more?
Why do the birds go on singing?
Why do the stars glow above?
Don't they know it's the end of the world.
It ended when I lost your love.
I wake up in the morning and I wonder,
Why everything's the same as it was.
I can't understand. No, I can't understand,
How life goes on the way it does.
Why does my heart go on beating?
Why do these eyes of mine cry?
Don't they know it's the end of the world.
It ended when you said goodbye.
Why does my heart go on beating?
Why do these eyes of mine cry?
Don't they know it's the end of the world.
It ended when you said .. goodbye.....
Same as the pictures before, but instead of wood, a handlebar of a trolley with a rest of handlebar tape.
“Ten people can go to exactly the same scene and get ten totally different images, although they might have the same camera in the same position.” -Ansel Adams
Shooting at Mesa Arch makes me think of this quote. Only we had closer to 100 people on that morning.
Vanaf acht hoog is het uitzicht altijd bijzonder. Het weer is nooit hetzelfde en de lucht is elke keer weer adembenemend mooi.
Zaandam, Nederland
From eight high, the view is always special. The weather is never the same and the sky is every time breathtakingly beautiful.
Zaandam, The Netherlands
Every two years, Art in the Holy Triangle Foundation realises the h3h biennial, an international art event in Oosterhout, North Brabant.This year, the title of the biennial is A Deeper Shade of Soul.
During each evening office (evening service) of the Norbertine Sisters of St Catharinadal, this church commemorates the sisters from their community who once died on that particular day
One day I saw the artist Vincent de Boer, who calligraphs the names and dates of death sisters in a special handwriting he developed for the occasion.
Upside down and from right to left.
The desktop on which to work is at the same time a monumental sculpture through which the long roll of paper runs. This workstation is an artwork by Jonas Wijtenburg and is part of a series of modular artworks by him.
www.h3hbiennale.nl/en/kunstenaars/vincent-de-boer/
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The ambulance arrived at the same time as Sarah. Mandy looked so distraught, sobbing and shivering while both Sarah and Chris tried to comfort her. Sarah looked troubled too, but every now and then I saw her bite her lip and frown. She cried tears every time a police officer or paramedic asked questions, but something about it just didn't add up.
The others thought so too. Even Cashew sat there with his whiskers twitching. When the body was finally carried out the house covered with a sheet on a stretcher, the police cordoned off the area as it was now a crime scene.
'But this is my home,' Mandy wailed.
'Come on. Stay with me for a couple of days,' Sarah offered.
The police officer interviewing them nodded. 'Very well, but don't go too far,' she said.
We managed to sneak close enough to listen to forensics gather evidence, while another police officer guarded the front door. A third had been stationed around the back, but they didn't really think a few foxes outside the garden were the guilty party. My sibling companions hid well out of sight just in case, including Peritas, as I didn't want him mistaken for a stray.
'What can you hear?' whispered Cumin from behind the great willowherb shrubs.
'Shhhh, I'm trying to listen,' I said.
When finally the others quietened down and the police had stationed themselves comfortably, I was able to get close enough to the door to listen.
'Looks like a classic case of self inflicted poisoning,' said a forensic scientist.
'But why go to the trouble of drinking from this goblet? She gets herself all comfy in her chair watching television and decides to off herself,' said another.
'True, but there's no evidence to point to a suspicious death,' said the first.
'I wouldn't rule anything out just yet Duane. Isn't Claire that award winning artist? One of her paintings was rumored to be worth hundreds of thousands. Perhaps even a cool million. Imagine painting pictures like those on the walls and selling them for a million pounds. She'd be set for life.'
''Yes, I'm aware John. But she had no interest in wealth like that. She was happy here in this cottage in the woods. She made enough to live on and that was enough, by all accounts.'
A policeman stepped in with a steaming mug of tea.
'Rick, out the room with that mug. We cannot have you contaminating the evidence with more liquids,' said John the forensic scientist.
'Just overhearing your conversation,' Rick said nonchalantly, stepping back so he now stood in the doorway. 'We are aware of those rumors down at the station. My brother's the solicitor who helped her draw up the will. Claire intended to give all the money – all million and a half – to an animal charity. She wanted to make sure abandoned pets found good homes. That is a worthy cause if you ask me. I have a dog and a cat myself.'
'My kids keep begging me for pets. One wants a dog and the other wants a rabbit,' said John.
'How's that going to work?' asked Duane, as he sealed the goblet in an evidence bag. 'A dog and a rabbit? Imagine setting them both loose in the garden. Dogs are for hunting and rabbits, well, you know.'
'God, yes. Poor bunny!' said Rick. They all chuckled at the policeman's expression. 'But yes, the victim. I wouldn't rule anything out either. It may look like suicide, but as you say, why off herself when she's leading a perfectly happy life?'
'So happy she donated her fortune to charity,' John mumbled.
'Indeed,' said the policeman. 'And that's where I'm suspicious. Apparently my brother helped her draw up the will, but he hasn't received the signed copy back yet. She was supposed to send it to him by tomorrow.'
The forensic investigators both stopped.
'But if Claire hasn't signed her will . . . ' Duane said.
'Then it means her sisters receive all the money,' said Rick
I nearly chocked on the news. I was so startled I ran back to the others to tell them all I learned. I had to say it twice, babbling it out first in one long driveled line.
'Breathe,' Pistachio said. 'Tell us slowly.'
'Claire sold her painting for a million pounds and wanted to donate the money to an animal charity. She just had to send back a signed will to confirm. If she doesn't her sisters receive all the money,' I said.
The others all gasped.
'You know what that means, don't you?' said Pistachio as he twitched his whiskers towards the back door.
'We have motive,' said Labneh.
'Yes, but it also means the will is somewhere in that house!' Pistachio said. 'If we can find the will, lots of abandoned animals can find new homes.'
'Then what are we waiting for?' Cashew jumped into action. 'Peritas, we need that nose of yours. We have a will to sniff out.'
Snuggles from the sibling companions.