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Same cosplayer I met at Katsucon. Her wig was a bit troublesome as there were a lot of stray hairs all over her face. I digitally re-touched and edited those out (while retaining her natural skin texture). I am available for hire if anyone wants re-touching done to their photographs.
Cosplayer: Duchess Designs Creations
I've already taken pictures of this tree in winter and spring.
This is summer :-)
Let's wait for autumn...
Over the hills, golden light accompanied the wings
of desire, straight in the infinity of dreams, in the
magical world of love.
In the evening, in quiet minutes I believe I can
hear the gentle sound of the waves, thoughts
begin to speak. Imaginations, of happiness, or
fears? The twinkling stars, helping on our track?
There are .... longings, questions. Your
warmth caresses me .... Kisses, vertigo. There is
so much, so much. We're seeing the same
moon, daughter . .
Besos
“The breezes blow in perfect harmony. They are neither hot nor cold. They are at the same time calm and fresh, sweet and soft. They are neither fast nor slow. When they blow on the nets made of many kinds of jewels, the trees emit the innumerable sounds of the subtle and sublime Dharma and spread myriad sweet and fine perfumes. Those who hear these sounds spontaneously cease to raise the dust of tribulation and impurity. When the breezes touch their bodies they all attain a bliss comparable to that accompanying a monk’s attainment of the samadhi of extinction.
“Moreover, when they blow, these breezes scatter flowers all over, filling this buddha-field. These flowers fall in patterns according to their colors, without ever being mixed up. They have delicate hues and a wonderful fragrance. When one steps on these petals the feet sink four inches. When one lifts the foot, the petals return to their original shape and position. When these flowers stop falling, the ground suddenly opens up, and they disappear as if by magic. They remain pure and do not decay, because, at a given time, the breezes blow again and scatter the flowers. And the same process occurs six times a day.
“Moreover, many jewel lotuses fill this world system. Each jewel blossom has a hundred thousand million peals. The radiant light emanating from their petals is of countless different colors. Blue colored flowers give out a blue light. White colored flowers give out a white light. Others have deeper colors and light, and some are of yellow, red, and purple color and light. But the splendor if each of these lights surpasses the radiance of the sun and the moon. From every flower issue thirty-six hundred thousand million rays of light. From each one of these rays issue thirty-six hundred thousand million buddhas…”
from the Sukhāvatīvyūhaḥ Sūtra
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“The earth has been there for a long time. She is mother to all of us. She knows everything. The Buddha asked the earth to be his witness by touching her with his hand when he had some doubt and fear before his awakening. The earth appeared to him as a beautiful mother. In her arms she carried flowers and fruit, birds and butterflies, and many different animals, and offered them to the Buddha. The Buddha’s doubts and fears instantly disappeared. Whenever you feel unhappy, come to the earth and ask for her help. Touch her deeply, the way the Buddha did. Suddenly, you too will see the earth with all her flowers and fruit, trees and birds, animals and all the living beings that she has produced. All these things she offers to you. You have more opportunities to be happy than you ever thought. The earth shows her love to you and her patience. The earth is very patient. She sees you suffer, she helps you, and she protects you. When we die, she takes us back into her arms.”
-Thich Nhat Hanh
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"Our planet is our house, and we must keep it in order and take care of it if we are genuinely concerned about happiness for ourselves, our children, our friends and other sentient beings who share this great house with us."
- His Holiness the 14th Dalai Lama
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“...turn to Conceptual Photography through Zen camera of the mind. Or take up gardening––which is surely the most perfect practice of Zen outside of non-gardening.”
-photographer Edward Putzar
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།ས་གཞི་སྤོས་ཀྱིས་བྱུགས་ཤིང་མེ་ཏོག་བཀྲམ།
།རི་རབ་གླིང་བཞི་ཉི་ཟླས་བརྒྱན་པ་འདི།
།སངས་རྒྱས་ཞིང་དུ་དམིགས་ཏེ་དབུལ་བར་བགྱི།
།འགྲོ་ཀུན་རྣམ་དག་ཞིང་ལ་སྤྱོད་པར་ཤོག།།
།ཨི་དཾ་གུ་རུ་རཏྣ་མཎྜལ་ཀཾ་ནི་རྱཱ་ཏ་ཡཱ་མི།
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Every physical atom, in its incessant movements produces a sound which is a song, so that if we had the power of spiritual hearing (genuine clairaudience), we would be able to hear this unimaginably grand symphony of sounds. In such a state we would hear the grass growing and the opening of a flower would itself be a marvelous natural orchestral performance. When you are lost or caught up in an emotional storm or contracted in self-centeredness or plagued by obsessive thoughts, notice what happens when you step outside or go for a walk and pay attention to the sky, the air, the light, the movement of wind, the feel of grass under your feet. Tread softly for we tread on something subtle, ancient, and slow.
Reawakening our connection with nature spirits helps us to live more harmoniously and consciously. We become kinder to the planet because we remember that we’re part of the whole.
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“In another moment Alice was through the glass, and had jumped lightly down into the Looking-glass room….
This time she came upon a large flower-bed, with a border of daisies, and a willow-tree growing in the middle.
`O Tiger-lily,’ said Alice, addressing herself to one that was waving gracefully about in the wind, `I wish you could talk!’
`We can talk,’ said the Tiger-lily: `when there’s anybody worth talking to.”
Alice was so astonished that she could not speak for a minute: it quite seemed to take her breath away. At length, as the Tiger-lily only went on waving about, she spoke again, in a timid voice — almost in a whisper. `And can all the flowers talk?’
`As well as all can,’ said the Tiger-lily. `And a great deal louder.’
`It isn’t manners for us to begin, you know,’ said the Rose, `and I really was wondering when you’d speak! Said I to myself, “Her face has got some sense in it, thought it’s not a clever one!” Still, you’re the right colour, and that goes a long way.’
`I don’t care about the colour,’ the Tiger-lily remarked. `If only her petals curled up a little more, she’d be all right.’”
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William Blake wrote of seeing a world in a grain of sand, holding “Infinity in the palm of your hand.” It speaks to me of infinite life both on Earth, and in earth, the ceaseless abundance within a speck of soil, the infinity of life, from seed to bud to flower to seed, wheeling on through aeons. It suggests the unbreakable cycle, the unending and unending nature of life, creating infinity from within itself.
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“I want to speak about bodies changed into new forms. You, gods, since you are the ones who alter these, and all other things, inspire my attempt, and spin out a continuous thread of words, from the world's first origins to my own time.”- Ovid, Metamorphoses Book I
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“The mysteries of the Great and the Little World are distinguished only by the form in which they manifest themselves; for they are only one thing, one being. “
- Paracelsus
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“If someone has an empty brain—and because of this is vexed by insanity, and is delirious—take the whole grains of wheat and cook them in water. Place these cooked grains around his whole head, tying a cloth over them. His brain may be reinvigorated by their vital fluid, and he may recover his health. Do this until he returns to his right mind.”
- Hildegard of Bingen, Physica
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“Millions of spiritual creatures walk the Earth unseen, both when we wake, and when we sleep.” - John Milton, Paradise Lost
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“Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it.” - Confucius
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見るところ花にあらずと云ふことなし、
思ふところ月にあらずと云ふことなし。
“Miru tokoro hana ni arazu to iu koto nashi,
omou tokoro tsuki ni arazu to iu koto nashi”
“There is nothing you can see that is not a flower;
There is nothing you can think that is not the moon.”
- Matsui Basho -
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“To see in color is a delight for the eye but to see in black and white is a delight for the soul” – Andri Cauldwell
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“I’ve been forty years discovering that the queen of all colors is black.” – Henri Mattise
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Seeing is perception with the original, unconditioned eye. It is a state of consciousness in which separation of photographer/subject, audience/image dissolves; in which a reality beyond words and concepts opens up, whose “point” or “meaning” is the direct experience itself.
– John Daido Loori
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I am Not,
but the Universe is my Self.
- Shih T'ou, 700 - 790 CE
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Art evokes the mystery without which the world would not exist.
- Renee Magritte
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"Buddha was born as his mother leaned against a tree for support. He attained enlightenment seated beneath a tree and passed away as trees stood witness overhead. If Buddha were to return to our world, he would certainly be connected to the campaign to protect the environment."
His Holiness the Dalai Lama
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“If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro' narrow chinks of his cavern.”
― William Blake
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“Long ago, Truth, Beauty, and Goodness arose out of the deepest human instinct and became the three greatest ideals that inspired human striving. In modern times these ideals have almost become empty words, but we have the possibility of taking these ideals and giving them, once more, real meaning and substance.”
—Rudolf Steiner
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The visible world is no longer a reality and the unseen world no longer a dream.
― William Butler Yeats
For dc. roake from my side of the world. Full moon with some clouds. I forget if a red moon is a good or a bad sign.
Same beautiful day. We were in love with such balcony, the view, the sunlight and well, pretty much everything else around there.
I used a wider angle to show more of the Bridge in Phillipsburg, NJ. The same point on the bridge is lined up with the turret on the house on the hill. There is a US Gas station now where the Pennsy station was. The tracks are still there and they use them to move coal to the power plant up the Delaware River and for steam excursion trains. You can see more detail if you click "All Sizes" above and view it large.
The bridge is the "Free Bridge" or Northampton Street Bridge over the Delaware River and was built in 1895.
My photo is in color because I prefer color for 98% of my photos.
Article on Walker Evans from Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia:
Walker Evans (November 3, 1903 – April 10, 1975) was an American photographer best known for his work for the Farm Security Administration documenting the effects of the Great Depression.
Much of Evans' work from the FSA period uses the large-format,
8x10-inch camera. He said that his goal as a photographer was to make
pictures that are "literate, authoritative, transcendent" [1]
Many of his works are in the permanent collections of museums, and have
been the subject of retrospectives at such institutions as The Metropolitan Museum of Art.[2]
Born in St. Louis, Missouri, Walker Evans came from a well off family. He graduated from Phillips Academy, in Andover, Mass. He studied French literature for a year at Williams College, spending much of his time in the school's library, before dropping out. After spending a year in Paris, he returned to the United States to join the edgy literary and art crowd in New York City. John Cheever, Hart Crane, and Lincoln Kirstein were among his friends.
Evans took up photography in 1928[1]. In 1933, he photographed in Cuba on assignment for the publisher of Carleton Beals' then-forthcoming book, The Crime of Cuba, photographing the revolt against the dictator Gerardo Machado. In Cuba, Evans briefly knew Ernest Hemingway.
In 1935, Evans spent two months at first on a fixed-term photographic campaign for the Resettlement Administration (RA) in West Virginia and Pennsylvania. From October on, he continued to do photographic work for the RA and later the Farm Security Administration (FSA), primarily in the Southern states.
In the summer of 1936, while still working for the FSA, he and writer James Agee were sent by Fortune magazine on assignment to Hale County, Alabama,
for a story the magazine subsequently opted not to run. In 1941, Evans'
photographs and Agee's text detailing the duo's stay with three white
tenant families in southern Alabama during the Great Depression were
published as the groundbreaking book Let Us Now Praise Famous Men.
Its detailed account of three farming families paints a deeply moving
portrait of rural poverty. Noting a similarity to the Beals' book, the
critic Janet Malcolm, in her 1980 book Diana & Nikon: Essays on the Aesthetic of Photography,
has pointed out the contradiction between a kind of anguished
dissonance in Agee's prose and the quiet, magisterial beauty of Evans'
photographs of sharecroppers.
The three families headed by Bud Fields, Floyd Burroughs and Frank Tingle, lived in the Hale County town of Akron, Alabama,
and the owners of the land on which the families worked told them that
Evans and Agee were "Soviet agents," although Allie Mae Burroughs,
Floyd's wife, recalled during later interviews her discounting that
information. Evan's photographs of the families made them icons of
Depression-Era misery and poverty. In September 2005, Fortune revisited Hale County and the descendants of the three families for its 75th anniversary issue[3].
Charles Burroughs, who was four years old when Evans and Agee visited
the family, was "still angry" at them for not even sending the family a
copy of the book; the son of Floyd Burroughs was also reportedly angry
because the family was "cast in a light that they couldn't do any
better, that they were doomed, ignorant"[3].
Evans continued to work for the FSA until 1938. That year, an exhibition, Walker Evans: American Photographs, was held at The Museum of Modern Art,
New York. This was the first exhibition in this museum devoted to the
work of a single photographer. The catalogue included an accompanying
essay by Lincoln Kirstein, whom Evans had befriended in his early days in New York.
In 1938, Evans also took his first photographs in the New York
subway with a camera hidden in his coat. These would be collected in
book form in 1966 under the title Many are Called. In 1938 and 1939, Evans worked with and mentored Helen Levitt.
Evans, like such other photographers as Henri Cartier-Bresson, rarely spent time in the darkroom making prints from his own negatives.
He only very loosely supervised the making of prints of most of his
photographs, sometimes only attaching handwritten notes to negatives
with instructions on some aspect of the printing procedure.
Evans was a passionate reader and writer, and in 1945 became a staff writer at Time magazine. Shortly afterward he became an editor at Fortune magazine through 1965. That year, he became a professor of photography on the faculty for Graphic Design at the Yale University School of Art (formerly the Yale School of Art and Architecture).
In 1971, the Museum of Modern Art staged a further exhibition of his work entitled simply Walker Evans.
Evans died at his home in Old Lyme, Connecticut, in 1975.[4]
In 1994, The Estate of Walker Evans handed over its holdings to New York City's The Metropolitan Museum of Art.[5]
The Metropolitan Museum of Art is the sole copyright holder for all
works of art in all media by Walker Evans. The only exception is a
group of approximately 1,000 negatives in collection of the Library of Congress which were produced for the Resettlement Administration (RA) / Farm Security Administration (FSA). Evan's RA / FSA works are in the public domain.[6]
In 2000, Evans was inducted into the St. Louis Walk of Fame.[7]
"Negli abbracci forsennati o dolcissimi non era il tuo corpo che cercavo bensì la tua anima, i tuoi pensieri, i tuoi sentimenti, i tuoi sogni, le tue poesie.
The leaves are so full on the tree in the foreground that I cannot take the photo from the same spot as before. I am closer in and also I wanted to show how high the crops are. In the front row there are sunflowers! Then behind that is corn. I have included in the comments a closer up shot that shows the sunflowers better and how high it all is!
A light cruiser employed by the UEF for patrolling the high seas.
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-Excuse the horrible photo quality. My black background still hates me. >.>
-For a 'something' that's being cooked up by some builders. (although not that thing that Soren is cooking up).
feeling rather worn out today.
i did a bunch of shopping last night... feeling pretty good for where I am at. I have a bit more to do but the lion share is done. Need to get some wrapping done. I'm usually a late and indecisive shopper so it feels good to be getting close to done. if i don't stay up late on christmas eve... total win.
I simply zoomed in to get this shot of the U.S. Bank Tower. This building stands on Bunker Hill. I used my polarizing filter here too.
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Abandoned Abused Street Dogs.
Nikon D300 DX Camera.
Nikkor 70-300 VR Lens.
February 5th 2015.
Back Story ...........
Same Same, arriving early and feeding The Browns.
Cut through The DMZ on my way to feed The Leroy Crew.
Now this is where the term Same Same but Different takes place.
Instantly noticed Leroy was MIA. Funny thing was I saw him when first pulling into the temple grounds a half an hour earlier.
Tuff Guy and Girlfriend are racing circles around me while approaching the big drum.
GF was very excited knowing breakfast was about to be served.
Tuff Guy was more excited in GF then in the food. ???
Whats that say you ask ?
Well lets back up a little bit and I'll fill ya in .
Couple days back I noticed Leroy and TG were paying a lot of attention to GF, that's the back end and not the biting end.
Just to clarify that for you non dog people.
The "biting end" is where the teeth are.
The "back end" is where the tail is...... ;-)
Now today TG keeps trying to hump GF but GF keeps introducing him to the "biting end" !
Leroy wants to join the party but TG keeps introducing Leroy to his "biting end" !
OK, ya with me here ?
Is Girl Friend coming into heat ?
She wasn't flagging but something seems to be going on to attract so much attention from Leroy and TG.
So lets think about this, I've been caring for these dogs going on about 3 years and never once has GF come into heat !
That doesn't mean she won't come into season I mean stranger things happen out here all the time.
I'm trying to envision a bunch of Little Leroys and Tiny Tuff Guys, scary thought ! ..;-)
Anyway Leroy finally came sneaking in the back way and hurriedly jumped up on his bench in an effort to avoid TG.
All 3 were fed then Leroy split even before finishing his meal.
TG finished Leroys meal , go figure.
OK, In this photo is Honey, many may remember she is the head monks dog and always likes to spend a little quality time with me. The Red Chair is where I briefly sit while doing that activity.
GF and TG are off to my left trying to work out their new love arrangement .
Leroy is standing further away wishing he could win GF's affection.
Thank You.
Jon&Crew.
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Please No Awards or Group Icons.
I'll come back to answer all your replies in a few hours.
Right now I'm super busy being a one man band ........ ;-)
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Just realised that I haven't posted for a year .... since I was in this same spot in Brittany last summer!
Today is my spiritual birthday; I'm three.
I never could have imagined how much God has transformed my life in the last three years. Amazing.
"I have been crucified with Christ. It is no longer I who live, but Christ who lives in me. And the life I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me."
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Same train a few miles further west heading into a monsoon storm.
This was the last photo of this trip....and
Thanks for looking....!
Same sunset as the previous five shot panorama flood. Single shot, pretty much straight from the camera with the exception of the crop.