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🌴☠️🌴[The Cursed Coast]️🌴☠️🌴
Frame (5) Notes:
Ahoy rum drinkers 'n treasure hunters!
Aft negotiatin' a chance o' freedom form Manbo Zila daughter o' the Swamp Oracles alligators!
I must free dive into Davy Jones Locker t' recover some o' mountains o' treasure lost here in heroic battles 'n mighty storms o' days gone past!
Dis glorious under sea world dat overwhelms, withs beauty 'n mystery! Dis environment be unlike any under sea world I 'ave seen o'er the vast grid!
But be carful good maties, thar be a reason me freedom was offered t' me! Fer these water crew wit' sharks!
Fer our accompanyin' chantey we return t' a traditional sea shanty o' times past! Robert Louis Stevenson's novel Treasure Island !
Our Final Installment in our tale arrives Tuesday
I 'ave the honour t' be, yer ladies & lordship's most humble 'n most obedient servant
Kidd ☠️
PS: oooooH I am going to add a Image to the series to a total of 6!
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Land Ho! Buccaneers, Lassies & Plunderers o' the Crown!
What a find I want to share with you good people!
My old friend Sia Aurora has made a sim again! And what a way to raise the bar for all sim development!
There is a very select few that can build at this level. and fewer that create exclusive content in the sim like this.
Don't get me wrong, there are numerous beautiful detailed builds out there, what "The Cursed Coast" offers you, is a complete immersive environment.
You will see things here that you will see nowhere else on the grid!. Complete with its own inhabitants, including rouges of sea, indigenous people of the region, and escaped African slaves. All created by Sia just for this build!
The 1st thing that caught my eye was the wonderful crystal clear waters that highlights the coral reef in the islands cove! I have never seen this before. Really important to use the Sim SE on the water!
Once you make the shore everything makes perfect sense of a secret island of the Spanish Main of late 17th century.
Don't forget to procure your "Treasure Map Hud " at the landing point there are numerous freebee items to be uncovered if your skills are true!
I am going to do 5 Images in this series, starting with this long shot of making land fall before moving inland. The island offers many secrets to be found with every detail considered in great detail.
I am so honored and thankful that Sia has given me a chance to highlight her outstanding creation.
For my music I will do a song for each frame that feels right for where the story goes, and since I am shooting still some are yet to be detriment!
For this frame I picked a song from my personal favorite 1970 Doors LP "Morrison Hotel"
Fun Fact: Pirate Crews were generally run as a democracy in the age of monarchies. If lets say a bumbling Captain was corrupt withholding the booty or endangered the crew by his inept leadership & insane decisions, he was removed! How quaint.
I 'ave the honour t' be, yer ladies & lordship's most humble 'n most obedient servant
Kidd ☠️
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🎶[The Dead Man's Chest (Great Master)] 🎶
Fifteen men on a dead man's chest
(Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum)
Drink and the devil be done for the rest
(Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum)
Well, the mate was fixed by the bosun's pike
The bosun brained with a marlinspike
And the cookey's throat was marked belike
It had been gripped by fingers ten
And there they lay, all good dead men
Like a break o'day in a boozing den
(Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum)
Fifteen men of 'em stiff and stark
(Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum)
Ten of the crew had the murder mark
(Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum)
'Twas a cutlass swipe or an ounce of lead
Or a yawing hole in a battered head
And the scuppers' glit with yawning red
And there they lay, aye, damn me eyes
All lookouts clamped on paradise
Souls a'bound and contrariwise
(Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum)
Arghh... chest on chest of Spanish gold
And a ton of plate in the middle hold
And the cabins riot of stuff untold
They lay there that took the plum
With sightless glare and their lips struck dumb
While we shared all by the rule of thumb
(Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum)
Fifteen men on a dead man's chest
(Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum)
Fifteen men on a dead man's chest
(Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum)
Fifteen men on a dead man's chest
(Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum)
Fifteen men on a dead man's chest
(Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum)
Hahaha...
... a select few from the camera club and a discussion of woodland photography in summer...when everything is green....never an easy subject....and getting up at dawn and hoping for mist is not easy either.
Sage Drive - Bear Creek CC
I chuckle at the same type trees having their very own time frame to begin the fall colors. Apparently this one was going to get a head start.
It's really just beginning in north central Iowa. Not too many turning color yet, well except for a select few showing off . . .
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The Gardner Earl Memorial Chapel is a "stunning example of Romanesque architecture, the Gardner Earl Memorial Chapel is Oakwood Cemetery’s most significant structure. Its opulence fosters a great understanding of Troy’s prominence during the Industrial Revolution and Gilded Age. Opened in 1890, this gorgeous edifice celebrates the Victorian notion of grandeur in death—and offers a window onto the extraordinary affluence of a select few." "Organized in 1848 at the height of the rural cemetery movement and now a National Historic Landmark, Oakwood Cemetery is both graveyard and garden and spreads over 280 acres of wooded parkland north and east of the City of Troy and the Village of Lansingburgh. As one of the most exceptional rural cemeteries in the United States, the grounds of Oakwood feature beautiful trails, several ponds, sculptures, and stonework. Oakwood commands views of the Hudson River Valley which serve as a spectacular backdrop to the history of its 'residents'." Oakwood website 2022-05-31
Technician Thomas Hardy had been ankles deep in his third tube of the day, his jump suit completely soaked through from being baked in this metal hell hole when the inevitable happened. A bead of sweat stung his eye and he dropped the cover plate that he had been trying to attach. He heard it fall, and fall, and fall, bouncing off the sides of the tube, through the many fans that hadn't been turned on yet and finally coming to rest some four stories below. Tech Tom pondered the piece of plastic for a moment, it was just decorative, something to cover up a minor relay and it's tiny wires. No one could see it, and the wires couldn't get wet in here...
The Bunker had been built 27 years ago to protect government officials, surgeons, people who had the means to line the right pockets, etc. from a nuclear attack. It was hoped that it would never be used of course, but it had been empty and maintained ever since. As a maintenance employee, Tech Tom had a golden ticket, he and his family were inside within minutes of the detection of warheads being launched. There were no sirens, nothing on television or radio, just a message on the selected fews' phones. No need to tell the general populace, they'd just clog the roads and then no one would live.
The long dining hall sat 1,000, or one third of the people inside so they were divided into groups of three and ate in shifts and it was time for group three.
It was surreal to hear laughter at a grim time like this, but laugh they did, Tech Tom figured they laughed for the same reason people have sex after a funeral, a reaffirmation of life, thankful to still be here instead of being among the millions dead and dying on the outside. Then Tom coughed, a little cough really, but then he noticed many quiet stifled coughs around him almost drowned out by the sounds of laughter and forks on plates. Tech Tom looked up at the shiny ventilation system...
Years ago a spider had made her home inside of Intake 22E7b, more specifically the open relay box, a nice quiet place to lay her eggs in their cocoon. This eventually caused a break in the two dollar circuit that was responsible for closing the vents on Intake 22E7b....
A select few balloons start off the festival by rising into the pre-sunrise air.
Shot at 3200 ISO for 1 second using one leg of my tripod as a monopod. The best part was when I stopped shooting and just gazed in awe at the sight of them ascending.
I have been “confined to barracks” since last Tuesday due to testing positive for Co-vid 19 and with a lot more free time and now feeling a lot better it is another scan/editing challenge from the reject box. Whilst the vast majority of my failures forty odd years ago ended up in the waste paper bin at the time a select few, usually due to an interesting subject managed to survive. This one is bit of a mystery as I usually marked the slide mount with the basic “what, where, when” details, but not this one so whilst I can recognise the “what and where” the when is unknown.
An early stalwart of the Great Central Railway was Norwegian 2-6-0 377 King Haakon VII and it is seen here outside the shed at Loughborough. Regarding the date I think it is towards the end of its association with the Great Central Railway circa 1979/80.
Locomotive History
377 was built by Nydqvist and Holm AB, Trollhattan, Sweden in 1919 and arrived in the UK at Quainton in May 1971 This was followed by a spell at the Ashford Steam Centre from January 1972 before moving to the Great Central Railway, Loughborough, in March 1973, where it operated for a number of years before being withdrawn from traffic for boiler repairs. It was purchased by the Bressingham Steam Museum, Norfolk leaving the Great Central Railway on the 21st April 1981 and had an extensive overhaul prior to returning to operation in 2006.
When I was a kid I would lay on this meadow in this exact spot enjoying the dappled light under the trees without a care in the world, and with the exception of the picnic benches this view is pretty much the same as the one I remember more than 40 years ago.
But little did I realise as I captured this moment that the beautiful old tree just in front of me would disappear forever the very next day. I'm not exactly sure how old the tree was but I'm quite sure that during it's time it outlived many folk in the town. One only hopes that the wood has at least been put to good use and a select few from the town folk may continue to enjoy it's shade.
Thank you for passing on through :)
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A beautiful twilight in the enchanting mountain village of Hallstatt, the pearl of Austria...
Out of the many cities and towns we visited last year, there were a select few that Naomi and I really connected with and Hallstatt was definitely one of them. In fact, just the act of processing this photo flooded me with a series of memories from our time in Austria last fall. I figured that's because I either have a strong emotional connection to Hallstatt or I managed to take way too much NyQuil. Either way, this entire area is just spectacular and the whole time we were there, we couldn’t help but feel totally relaxed and content to just slow things down and enjoy the incredible scenery. I can definitely se myself returning for a second visit in the future.
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Built for the #glupbricko contest, this is an Old Republic-era starfighter. Inspired by the Novadive and Liberator class fighters, which I actually built many many years ago. I'll link that in a separate post at some point, perhaps.
I didn't want to just copy the source material/my earlier build, so I decided to go for a dual seat, bigger and bulkier ship, and then justified that in lore with the "extended range" tag. That way I'm not beholden to accuracy against a source picture that's probably no larger than 640x480px...
Build highlights for this are the cockpit, which is a fun amalgamation of many parts (I wish they were all available in the shame transparent shade but no such luck) and the wings, which are overcomplicated but look quite cool. They're also hinged and fold in flush to the greeble channel that runs down the side of the ship, as demonstrated in a rather shaky video.
Lowlights include those panels on the side of the nose. They're on a single mixel joint each and while the angle and finished profile is good, they were an absolute pain to get to that state because they fall off and inwards at the slightest touch. Because of course they do.
In general though, I'm very pleased with this. I spent a lot of time staring at builds from others whom I enjoy and admire, and trying to build in a modern fashion. To that end, this thing is almost entirely studless, and the only filled-in studs are on the inside of the wings that secure them open or a select few on the bottom to attach it to the stand. I'm not counting the hollow studs on the wings that hide a half-plate gap!
I'll do another few pictures of details and such in a few days, once engagement on this has died off. Yay for cynically manipulating view counts!
The tentative plan right now is for this, and I, to be back at Bricktastic next February. I probably ought to get on and build some more, but Destiny 2's final update is providing a great deal of distraction...
When I climbed Whitetailed Peak back in 2011 it was probably one of my better hiking achievements to date. Six and a half thousand feet of ascent were required to reach the 12,500 plus summit and the return hike was around 24 miles. This image was take with a zoom when we gained our first views of the peak. It was still at least four and a half thousand foot above us and many miles away.
I have played around in photoshop in an attempt to enhance the dramatic view and also to make the "White Tail" stand out. Of course that is how the peak gained its name. I am even told that there are a select few who occasionally ski that gully which descends a full four thousand feet from near enough the summit.
Before our group of four climbed this peak we had searched around for news from anyone who had made an ascent that year. We drew a blank so in an attempt to understand what the high altitude snow pack was like a good friend took a flight in his light aircraft to check out the conditions. It was deemed suitable for a long ascent and we duly had an exceptional and remarkably long day out in the hills. We were probably the first to climb the hill that year as well.
Whitetailed Peak at 12,551 feet is the fifth highest peak in Montana and stands just under 250 feet lower than the highest, Granite Peak at 12,807 feet tall.
A view for a select few and I was privileged enough to be counted among them. My latest adventure. Now where could I be?
Such an irrisistable country scene!
Note: I am slowly replacing all my photos with ones containing copyright signatures, starting with my most popular shots. I don't like to detract from the photo but I've had too many flicker friends have photos stolen. I know I am only talking to a select few here, but if you want to use my photo elsewhere, pleeeease contact me first!
With a pretty balmy winter thus far, along with an even more mild outlook ahead in the Cascades for the foreseeable future, there has only a been a select few photos to upload from this years winter scenes. Along without any exciting weather, train traffic overall has been significantly down and have been on a more nocturnal schedule, making it double the challenge to get a photo of anything.
Being the only train humming the rails for the day in central Oregon, Amtrak's Coast Starlight #14 on its daily run from Los Angeles, California to Seattle, Washington helps move the small amount of snow from one of the minor snowstorms that did hit the area along Willamette Pass. Though it may look like quite the winter scene, this is only about 1/3rd of what the snow level depth should be here in January.
Cresent Lake, Oregon.
Meet the F.O.G. (While many superheroes don't give away their alter-egos, just this once will I make an exception.)
As one who is completely cuckoo for the t.v. show Heroes, I thought, in an act of solidarity, I'd don my superheroine garb for the long-awaited 2 hour season premiere (3 hours if you count the 1hr recap they will show beforehand) .
Teeheehee/ OMG/ LOL/ WTF, I can't believe how excited I am to veg out and watch some big-timey network television tonight....all the while eating some spaghetti and garlic bread. My night rules. Join me, won't you?
A re-post of a selected few details from The Chennai Museum bronzes and stone carvings - simply wonderful works of art that still speak directly to us after hundreds of years.
Explore Sept 11 2008
Seeley's Furniture
1800 South Brand Blvd.
Glendale, CA 91204
From the Glendale News Press:
Seeley’s Building is labeled a historic resource
Move ensures the structure will retain its architectural significance despite upcoming additions.
By Jason Wells
Published: Last Updated Monday, April 7, 2008 10:20 PM PDT
SOUTHWEST GLENDALE — The Seeley’s Furniture building has for the past 62 years dominated the southernmost entryway in the city, a track record that will continue for decades more after the City Council last week put it on the registry of historic resources.
Placement on the registry comes as Los Angeles-based Creative Environments of Hollywood prepares to rework the site for tenancy after sitting vacant for more than 10 years at the corner of San Fernando Road and Brand Boulevard.
As a designated city historic resource, the building will retain its architectural significance even with the planned site additions and exterior alterations — physical changes that have found a welcome audience in local preservationists who say prolonged vacancy can make historic sites exponentially harder to refurbish.
“You can’t have it be frozen in time,” said Arlene Vidor, president of the Glendale Historical Society, which is supporting the modified use of the former furniture warehouse.
“It has to be usable.”
One of the most iconic sights on this gateway to Glendale from Atwater Village, the old building was the former home of the George Seeley Furniture Co., which took over the site in 1931.
It was built in 1925 in the Spanish Baroque style by prolific architect Alfred Priest, who according to city reports oversaw the construction of Security Trust and Savings Bank, which is also on the city’s Register of Historic Resources.
It then underwent several phases of construction that, in the 1940s, bore the Art Deco/Moderne style of the current building.
Its prominent location at a busy intersection, combined with its rooftop neon-red “Seeley’s” sign and stoic look, has put the building among a select few properties — especially along the San Fernando Road corridor — that are instantly recognizable among Glendale residents, historic preservation advocates said.
The City Council on April 1 approved a recommendation from the Historic Preservation Commission to add the building to the historic resource registry — a move that planners say will require property owners and future tenants to preserve existing facades and architecture in their new plans. The Seeley Family Trust applied for the historic designation.
The site is already being marketed as “1800 Brand” on a Creative Environments of Hollywood website for its “extensive restoration” of its “much loved exterior facade.”
The development firm will construct a new two-story building on the south parking lot that, in addition to a remodel of the existing building’s interior, will be capable of housing 40 commercial units, according to a report to the Historic Preservation Commission in January.
Among the proposed exterior changes to the Seeley’s Building are seven new windows to be cut into the San Fernando Road facade at the second-story level and a rooftop penthouse structure that would be set back far enough from existing walls to not affect the overall historic significance of the structure, city planners said.
Representatives for Creative Environments of Hollywood could not be reached for comment, and they have not submitted a complete development application to the city, Development Services Director Philip Lanzafame said.
Even when the project is officially proposed, it must still undergo design review during a public hearing before the Redevelopment Agency.
Vrej Mardian, chairman of the Historic Preservation Commission, said when the project as proposed is fully realized, it should help a prominent corner that is “kind of run down right now.”
“I think it’s a great thing to keep the building and bring it to life,” he said.
“There will be no foolish wand-waving or silly incantations in this class. As such, I don't expect many of you to appreciate the subtle science and exact art that is potion-making. However, for those select few... Who possess, the predisposition... I can teach you how to bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses. I can tell you how to bottle fame, brew glory, and even put a stopper in death." Professor Severus Snape
Harry Potter Theme Song
Credits:
Head: LeL EvoX
Body: Maitreya Lara
Hairs: Doux
Ears: L'Etre - Ringed mesh ears
School Uniform:
Shirt/Jumper: Hotdog - Disheveled sweatervest . Snake
Skirt: ISON - fernanda pleated midi skirt (neutral)
Gloves: [ContraptioN] Alchemist's Old Gloves *???*
Cauldron: [Contraption] Decor: Potion Crafter's Cauldron
At FaMeshed!
Here's an AUTOCARRIAGE for when the event opens:
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BG: The 3rd Floor
This friendly driver on the morning shift at Kreka Mines Dubrave Loading Point on a foggy 23rd February 2015, whether he realised it or not at the time, was one of the select few handful of commercial industrial steam locomotive drivers remaining in Europe. He stood back as 'Kriegslok' 2-10-0 No.33-236 (originally DR 52-817 built by Henschel in 1944) was moved forward by the fireman following ashpan cleaning.
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There's probably a select few of you on my contact list that might be able to name this location. It was near my previous photo, and if you're ever here in the fall or spring, you'll think you're about as close to paradise as you've ever been.
This was at 5:30am, just before shooting the previous shot.
Angel has become surprisingly close to a lot of people during the break but has really felt safe with a selected few and the most memorable are Kimmy and Cara and other!
The Super Bowl is in a few hours and I don't even know which teams are playing. But that didn't stop me from going to the store and buying a bunch of burgers, brats, chips/dip, salsa, buns, drinks and other health-challenged items which help in watching a bunch of commercials interrupted by a football game. (I even have my 3-D glasses)
I used to be a HUGE sports fan, but now since players move from team to team every couple of years, it's really hard to get behind a single team. What happened to the old days when you got drafted to play for a team, you stuck it out with that team until you retire? Besides Kobe and a select few others, who else has done that? It's all a business and there is no more team spirit. With all the football pools and the other games which hinge upon a players individual statistics, I just have a hard time watching team sports.
Bring on the tennis and golf!
GO STEELERS!
I’ve looked at this little creation the boy child had brought home from school for weeks now, trying to figure out just what it was I was going to do with it. He was so proud of it when he brought it home and showed it to me. And to be perfectly honest I was pretty damn proud of it too. Proud, no. I was beaming. A good ole fashion “That’s ma’ boy” moment. That’s some darn good work. I didn’t just take a look at it…I got lost in it. What a fabulous creation. Sort of like “here is where imagination comes alive”. He explained to me as I looked at it, how each color, fish and texture represented something.
I’m not going to tell you what it all meant. It was his little world. His imagination is vast, limitless, thirsty and much like his daddy’s. The rest in between…That’s between me and the boy. After a few moments of soaking all of it in, and glowing like I’ve never glowed before I’d finally asked,
“Bubba. This is off the hook. Would you mind if I used this for one of my pictures?”
He answered with a grin and a jiggle of his head that would have sent my brain spilling out through my tear ducts….I kind of took that as a yes.
The end result that night has ever since eluded me. And up until this evening I really wasn’t sure what I could do with it, without destroying it. Then an idea came to me. And I consulted the master. He, the mighty god of war. He looked over my work, and gave his approval with a grin and a hug. He liked the idea and I ran with it….The end result…
…Not my creation. Our creation. Something we’ve spent a lot of time working on. When I decided what I was going to do with it, he had a part in it all the way to the end. He even over saw the selfies, and the layering. I didn’t save anything without his approval…Or at least until he zonked out on the couch listening to the Wallflowers.
The title on his birth certificate garnered him as Marcus. To many of his peers and most of his elders, he is simply Marc. To a select few he is addressed to as “Bubba guy”. And to a very, very select few. We get to refer to him as son…And I am so proud that I can call him that.
Saturday, June 5th. 2010
Meet “ea”, an employee, entrepreneur and was featured in Ganda Mo Teh! ( a Pinay Makeover Project ) and one of the three models in my Day 181
You can check their project here Pinay Makeover
After my guiltiness, the catching up starts at this moment!
I selected few pictures from my previous shots to compensate my shortcomings.
SB900 1/16@ 105mm Triggered by Pocket Wizard II with 28" Wescott Apollo softbox and Manfrotto Boomstand camera left
SB900 M 1/32@105mm Triggered by Pocket Wizard II with 28" Wescott Apollo softbox and Manfrotto 50001B stand camera right
580EX II @ 24mm Triggered by Phoetix Atlas Backside
Whoever said “jealousy will get you nowhere” didn’t know these two ladies. What appears to have been a spat over a prospective mate got them to cover about one quarter of a mile just a few seconds. A full-grown ostrich can run over 40 miles an hour and a single stride can cover over 16 feet. At an average of about 7 to 9 feet tall and 200 to 300 pounds that’s significant momentum. Jealousy may not serve to solve a problem but it might motivate a select few to get somewhere fast. #Ostrich
I was honoured to speak about the impacts Boreal Birds are facing right now at The Manning Park bird blitz. It is always so much fun to bird beautiful E.C. Manning Provincial Park. It is one of the few places in BC where Nutcrackers will come sit on your hand.
The Clark's Nutcracker is one of a select few of corvids that incubate the eggs. In corvids, taking care of the eggs is for the female only. Male Clark's Nutcrackers actually develop a brood patch as the female, and helps to keep the eggs warm while the female goes off for food.
ONR 211 rounds one of the many curves in the Northern Ontario landscape after departing the small town of Englehart. A four pack of six-axle locomotives guides the train between the trees and past the Pacaud Road 2 grade crossing. This has to've been one of the longest and most fretful drives I've done to get to a spot. And, no bridge either! (only a select few will understand that part, lol)
Also known as "Your Tax Dollars at Work," this competition is open to a select few...namely the county snow plow drivers...and has some very stringent qualifying criteria for participation. I'm not sure what they are, but, trust me, they are stringent. I believe the driver responsible for this image was awarded the gold medal for simultaneously taking out an entire bank of mailboxes (5 -- also known as a "Pentathalon") in one pass, leaving them completely akimbo and supported by about 4 feet of plowed snow. Unfortunately, the homeowners were unable to truly appreciate such an accomplishment, as all are summer residents. With the thaw and their imminent return, and upon finding the spoils of this victory laying unceremoniously on the road, I am certain they will express themselves in appropriate fashion.
where we respect each other's lives and do our best to live in harmony together. Sharing and caring or all other beings. Not just a selected few. No more speciesism (see below).
Real peace and love for everyone.
Thanks for your visit. Hope you're having a great day. ❤
Speciesism definition from Wikipedia
Speciesism (/ˈspiːʃiːˌzɪzəm, -siːˌzɪz-/) is a term used in philosophy regarding the treatment of individuals of different species. The term has several different definitions within the relevant literature.[1] A common element of most definitions is that speciesism involves treating members of one species as morally more important than members of other species in the context of their similar interests.[2] Some sources specifically define speciesism as discrimination or unjustified treatment based on an individual's species membership,[3][4][5] while other sources define it as differential treatment without regard to whether the treatment is justified or not.[6][7] Richard Ryder, who coined the term, defined it as "a prejudice or attitude of bias in favour of the interests of members of one's own species and against those of members of other species."[8] Speciesism results in the belief that humans have the right to use non-human animals, which scholars say is so pervasive in the modern society.[9][10][11] Studies increasingly suggest that people who support animal exploitation also tend to endorse racist, sexist, and other prejudicial views, which furthers the beliefs in human supremacy and group dominance to justify systems of inequality and oppression
UPDATE: Thanks for your kind comments on Explore, everyone, most unexpected.
A discarded coil of rope lying against the wooden hull of a small boat caught my eye. I admit to being quite fond of this one, but anticipate only a select few will share my enthusiasm. Well, I have to post something amidst all these highly unphotogenic sunny blue skies!
Original photograph copyright © Simon Miles. Not to be used without permission. Thanks for looking.
So I'm really pumped for SHIPtember this year! :D
I'll be building this spaceship, probably in microscale, but I'll give minifig scale a try.
(Its from a computer game called Astro Empires I think, probably a rip off of Homeworld haha :P)
I don't think I'll have enough pieces though... :P
My second SHIPtember project is a secret which has been shared with a select few. Once project 1 is done, I'll begin work on number 2.
GET HYPED!
Quickly glossing over the dear old Snowdrop..."Artistically" compromised by Peter Blake, the designer of the Sergeant Pepper album sleeve...( Glossing over it is literally what I would like to do, but some people actually like this....hey-ho )... Traditionalist and reactionary are some of the kinder words from them to me.
Ok...getting to the enormous Stanley Dock Warehouses...although recently most famous for being the backdrop location in many episodes of T.V. tour-de-force "Peaky Blinders", the buildings, especially the enormous tobacco warehouse, have a long and impressive history. Some of this is best shown in a video embedded in the website I am linking to this photo.
Gentrification has many benefits, and also some detriments to old industrial sites like this...I am sitting on the fence, and am only adding the website link, not as advertising for the fine apartments which will soon be available ( to a select few ), but because it best shows the possibilities of what preserving such heritage, albeit transforming it to residential use, can achieve.
You will see a link to a video showing an amazing story of Eleanor Roosevelt visiting American troops in the part of the warehouse which was used as a wartime hospital...truly fascinating.
First comment in the comment box, is where you will find the link...look for the video "Echoes of the past"
For those early birds in Canada, tune in to Canada AM tomorrow morning on CTV (Thursday the 17th) at 7:40AM – I’ve got an interview spot to chat about my work with snowflakes! How much visual awesomeness and photographic science can we cram into five minutes? Tune in to see. :)
This is by far the largest snowflake so far this year, and in my opinion one of the most beautiful. I could have edited out some of the broken branches from other snowflakes, but I thought it made it feel more realistic. Often times I brush away any debris from the area surrounding a snowflake with a fine artist’s paintbrush, but I’m always hesitant to take that approach to the “giant” crystals. The bigger they are, the more fragile they become, and any manipulation is likely to break them into pieces. Many fall from the sky already broken apart!
You really need to View this one large. There is magic in the details, and while the initial symmetry quickly gives way to chaos, the details are worth diving into. There a few fun features here to see up close:
First, you can see direct evidence of certain side-branches stunting the growth of other rival branches. If one side-branch grows long to overlap the access to water vapour from competing branches, the other branches have nowhere to grow. This can be seen in many places near the interior of this crystal, and only rarely does the battle win in a tie (as can be seen between the right-most branches). The snowflake still has overall balance due to the nature of the access to water vapour on the outside edges, but battles for those building blocks are happening between every branch.
You might also notice on very close inspection some colourful spots along a select few branches. These colours are not created by a prism effect, but rather by the principles of Thin Film Interference. This usually happens in snowflakes where bubbles / cavities form in the ice, but this is far to explain here. Indeed there are many bubbles present (the brighter areas are indications of this), but how exactly these cavities form running along the branches is a bit of a mystery to me. Having branches split on the sides and not the end would require very thick internal “ridges” running down the length of each branch.
This thickness can be seen in specific places. See the downward-pointing side-branch just south-west of center? It’s incredibly thick, as photographed on an angle you can see the thickness and compare it to other parts of the snowflake. This thickening on the interior branches might be the cause for the odd bubbles and unexpected colours. I like to try and understand snowflakes like this, but at the end of the day?
They’re beautiful. It doesn’t matter how they form, only that we are able to appreciate them.
Over 50 images were combined in a focus-stacking effort to bring this entire snowflake into sharp focus from tip to tip. Getting this kind of “sparkle” is impossible with the snowflake flat to the camera, so I need to photograph these crystals on an angle, resulting in only the tiniest slices in focus. I’ve been working on this image for about 7 hours by the time I share it with you.
If you want to know exactly how to make images like this yourself, if you’re curious about the science? Grab a copy of Sky Crystals: skycrystals.ca/book/ - it’s a great read for the curious and the technical. :)
If you want more of the beauty, and the beauty alone? Check out what 2500 hours of work can produce in the print I call “The Snowflake”. They have started to arrive for those that ordered early, and I’ve heard nothing but overwhelmingly positive comments. See for yourself! skycrystals.ca/poster/
45699 Glatea, masquerading as 45562 Alberta pauses at Preston with 1z11 Blackburn-Lancaster returning Cotton Mill Express.
Some extensive editing was required to remove people, rain drops, flare and other miscellaneous things.
The assembled photters with tripods were repeatedly told to back off and give others space to move by a select few special people. I personally got told to f*** off and watch myself because if I had to move any further left I'd be pushing someone off the platform edge apparently. The disregard and ignorance of some enthusiasts baffles me. We're all entitled to get our shots, tripod or not but excuse me for wanting a half decent image.
I think about love all the time. What makes us fall in love with something or someone. So many choices, places & people and yet there are only select few that move us. Why is that ? Always tell my family if it wasn’t for my love for you guess where I would be living ? And then I think sometimes maybe this life here was never my life maybe my life was Italy. So many ppl move to Italy from Ukraine.
I visited Hopetoun House during the warm spell at Easter 2019. Just got round to processing the photos! Here are a select few.
A re-post of a selected few details from The Chennai Museum bronzes and stone carvings - simply wonderful works of art that still speak directly to us after hundreds of years.
I made a few Christmas Tags to mail as our holiday greeting in lieu of a traditional card, for a select few loved ones. I think they are more fun and can double as decorations hanging on the tree or a knob or a chair finial or decorative hook for a bit of Christmas cheer.
Time for a BIG Announcement!! My new class, in collaboration with Sebastian Michaels (aka the best creative educator I've ever met), is now OUT! www.myphotoartisticlife.com/conceptual
I emailed Sebastian a few months back just to say thank you for making education accessible and for offering such a high standard and quality to people who can really benefit. His response? Let's collaborate on a new online course! Long story short, I said YES, and we got to WORK.
It's 12 hours of content with 10 more hours on the way. When you purchase this course, you get access for life with more content being added in the coming months. It takes a deep dive into: 6 photo shoots (including this one!), hours of editing, breaking down how and why images were crafted, detail and theme, planning and executing complex ideas, and how to create YOUR most fulfilling images.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart for considering this class. I hope you find it a beautiful fit for you. In my career I have tried to make education accessible because I believe creativity is not for a select few. The more we express ourselves, the more we give others permission to express themselves. This is how truly open and creative societies are built.
By purchasing this course, you are helping to support me as a working artist while investing in your creativity. I believe everyone has a story that needs to be expressed, and the world will be better for having your story in it. That isn't a gimmick I subscribe to, it is a way of life that I have witnessed, time and time again, change others for the better. No matter how you choose to move forward in your artistry, thank you for being brave enough to create.
Ah, Otis Hill. THE place to watch locomotives of all makes scream their guts out breaking out of the basin of Lake Michigan. The hill is also spectacular for its fall colors, and all of the scenery around it, regardless of when you venture out. Life is easy, especially here in Durham, IN. Just point the camera and shoot, let your surroundings do the rest.
In one such moment in Durham, we find NS 20K - midday stacks from 63rd Street bound for Croxton, NJ. Fall colors are now in full swing (the whole reason hours upon hours are spent around Otis by a select few folks every year) but still won't peak for another week from now, though. Two GE's are powering the train, but it's VERY hard to care in a location like this.
A re-post of a selected few details from The Chennai Museum bronzes and stone carvings - simply wonderful works of art that still speak directly to us after hundreds of years.
Xingping, China
A fisherman demonstrates the dying art of using cormorant birds to catch fish on the Li River. The 1,000 year old tradition dates back to 960 A.D. and is scarcely used anymore except by a select few fishermen.
The fishermen send the cormorants into the water to catch fish and bring them back into the boat. To ensure the birds do not swallow all of the fish, a snare string is attached to the bird's neck, stopping the cormorant from eating the larger fish. The cormorant is trained to return to the boat and spit the larger fish out for the fisherman. To keep the birds happy, the fishermen reward their birds with feeding them the smaller fish that were caught.
Ed Fulcomer photo
One of the slightly newer kin to GP9 287, Union Pacific GP9 300 takes a rest somewhere on the road's Colorado lines. 300 had been built by EMD in 1957. 300 was one of a number of GP9s in the 300-349 series that received a turbocharger. 300 was one of the select few that had this work done at EMD during 1959. The rest had this done at UP's Omaha shops during the early 1960s. The result of the work gave the road what amounted to an assortment of GP20s (and a large number of additional louvers splattered on the long hood). Although they were stil classified as GP9s by the UP, enthusiasts dubbed the units Omaha GP20s. 300 is seen here about 11 years later near the end of 1970. It would remain on the UP roster until 1979 when it was retired and sold to Precision National for scrap.
Colorado
November 1970
Train of the Day
3/25/25
Leica R3 with crhrome top. 71,350 R3's were made between 1976 and 1979. Most were black, around 4750 had a crome top, some were olive green and a select few were golden.
Shot with:
Canon EOS600D
Leica Bellows R (16860)
Leica 100mm f/4 Macro Elmar-R, bellows version (11230)
Four 645's motor West on the old CNW with the most appropriate of leaders.
As many know, the KRR 3201 graduated from the La Grange erecting floor some 59 years ago. It seems like yesterday when the straight 40 models were nearing 50 years of age, and in the case of many CSX versions still leading mainline trains. Time is flying and although the CGW flavor was erased via the SP's MK rebuild program, the serial number tells the story.
CGW 403 passes another family heirloom as the lone telegraph pole stands for yet another trip around the sun. A nice send off to the SD40-2 era for this guy.
A special thank you to a select few for the help, I admit I've been out of practice on this stretch.
Earlier this week there was a an explosion with one of the digesters at the paper mill in the town of Jay but known on the railroad as Rileys. I worked here several times as did GSP as the agent there who we called "The Fat Czar" would only qualify a select few as it was they only remaining agency on the Maine Central that agent collected the revenues. I believe to the right of the plow is a portion of the the digester's. I was surprised to see that train order signal
Working what I think was the Y103 job, #2631 rolls down the City Market Lead to retrieve an empty reefer from Michigan Natural Storage. At the time, #2631 was one of the last YN1 units left on CSX, and one of a select few that went right from YN1 to YN3 upon being repainted! It was a fixture in Michigan for years.