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10/07/08

For FGR, Self Reflection. (lovely choice, Maite!)

 

I had a good day.

I had coffee.

I got my promotion.

I was busy as hell.

I wanted to scream.

I found out how much my raise was.

 

It made it all worth it. ;-)

 

This pic came out sort of freaky looking....like some weird horror movie or something....

And I'm a bit sore I didn't desaturate the texture over the desaturated reflection, but eh, what can you do. :-))

Hm. Ah, and of course, mucho thanks to the fabulous Jessi for the texture. You're a genius, girl. :)

“My inability to verbalize my feelings has transformed itself into a visual dialogue between my lover and me: I crave for a wordless understanding simply because I am afraid. I don’t want to clear thing out too much when there will be a possibility that my lover might fail to decipher my unspoken message. I find my self caught up in this inescapable paradoxical: I try to hide the passion from her, (the word Cacher = to hide in French) but the act of documenting heavily our daily private lives and spaces, her body and mine, is an act of opening up myself to vulnerability. I suppressed my feelings but my photographs release it.” Cacher by Thy Tran (2/4)

Leica m9-p , 50mm noctilux f1.0

 

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On the big red wall surrounding the light rail construction site, at Broadway and John Street in Seattle's Capitol Hill neighborhood.

 

The green birdhouses are part of an art installation by SuttonBeresCuller.

This photo can be interpreted as a way to call to task the environmental crisis we find ourselves in today. The darkness surrounding Mother Nature as she attempts to continue to reproduce her beautiful tree and foliage.

Reflection of me.

Mesmerizing mirror lamps at Schiphol Airport.

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Spiegellampen, Schiphol, Thee bij Cafe Chocolat, Schiphol

I'm back!! OK, I know it's only been 4 days, but my withdrawal pangs are severe. Call it self-centered, but I can hardly stand not being in a tiny bit of touch with my friends out there in Flickr World, no matter if I have recent photos to post or not. I need to drag myself out of these doldrums, even if means going way back to pics I've missed. It's not that I don't appreciate & enjoy all your wonderful images, but if I'm not participating, something is missing for me. I've never been much interested in spectator sports either. So below is a great big hug for all of you. I've missed you and hope all is well at your houses.

Frank Gehry's IAC building as seen from the back courtyard.

Self portrait made in my little studio

I chose this photo to represent the best of my work because I have received so many compliments on this particular work, and I had the most fun in the process of creating this one opposed to all others. In order to create this photo, I had to take the original picture with a long depth-of-field so I could have a wider margin for editing my drawing into the environment. I mostly wanted to stop any plausible motion within the original picture so I could further reduce any possible blur to ease the main editing significantly. I wanted to make my drawing come to life in both a unique and realistic way, so I used the puddle to give it a reflection.

 

I have grown so much in being able to interpret my ideas and creativity. I feel that my greatest success in this class is gaining a new, valuable, and viable medium for my expression of my ideas, feelings, and personality through photographic artwork. Having the knowledge to use photoshop properly and be able to create or recreate something that satisfyingly fulfills a previous vision of mine is a gives me a strong feeling of confidence and motivation that I had never even imagined before. I feel like I have the guts to take risks as an artist, and to explore new things without hesitation.

 

Looking back, I focused more on the limitations that stopped me from achieving a certain thing rather than thinking about how I could overcome them, or simply get around them. I would be faced with obstacles and I would give up too easily, too early. If I could have done anything different if I were to retake this class, I wouldn’t give up so easily the next time around.

 

The major boost in confidence that I have taken away from this class can be applied to nearly anything that I can think of in future circumstances like taking on new challenges, getting a job, pursuing a career in the field of photography, which doesn’t seem like such a bad idea to me. There’s a lot more to take away from this than just the photoshop and camera skills. One can learn so much more information about themselves as well.

 

Candid Street Photography from Edinburgh, Scotland

Shots from my first trip to Japan in April, 2001. Self reflection in Nikko.

Oh, I had to make that reference! Too perfect. This is from a favorite set I did a few months ago, in which I learned that mirrors are not only cool as props, but eliminate the need for a reflector too if you angle them correctly.

  

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In the gravels of Rialto Beach in Olympic National Park I found myself.

I was attempting to take pictures of my cats. I then decided to try and take a picture of one of their eyes. Later, I noticed my reflection in my cat's eye.

Every Grain of Sand

 

In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need

When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed

There's a dyin' voice within me reaching out somewhere,

Toiling in the danger and in the morals of despair.

 

Don't have the inclination to look back on any mistake,

Like Cain, I now behold this chain of events that I must break.

In the fury of the moment I can see the Master's hand

In every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand.

 

Oh, the flowers of indulgence and the weeds of yesteryear,

Like criminals, they have choked the breath of conscience and good cheer.

The sun beat down upon the steps of time to light the way

To ease the pain of idleness and the memory of decay.

 

I gaze into the doorway of temptation's angry flame

And every time I pass that way I always hear my name.

Then onward in my journey I come to understand

That every hair is numbered like every grain of sand.

 

I have gone from rags to riches in the sorrow of the night

In the violence of a summer's dream, in the chill of a wintry light,

In the bitter dance of loneliness fading into space,

In the broken mirror of innocence on each forgotten face.

 

I hear the ancient footsteps like the motion of the sea

Sometimes I turn, there's someone there, other times it's only me.

I am hanging in the balance of the reality of man

Like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand.

 

- Bob Dylan

 

Olympus XA4 and Arista Premium 400.

 

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Staff are back at Uni (Uni of Chichester) and the studios are open! I can now dance with the open space and train properly, ready for next semester! So here's some acro/capoeira practice shots.

  

When you try your best, but you don't succeed

When you get what you want, but not what you need

When you feel so tired, but you can't sleep

Stuck in reverse

And the tears come streaming down your face

When you lose something you can't replace

When you love someone, but it goes to waste

Could it be worse?

Lights will guide you home

And ignite your bones

And I will try to fix you

And high up above, or down below

When you're too in love to let it go

But if you never try, you'll never know

Just what you're worth

Lights will guide you home

And ignite your bones

And I will try to fix you

Tears stream down your face

When you lose something you cannot replace

Tears stream down your face, and I

Tears stream down your face

I promise you I will learn from my mistakes

Tears stream down your face, and I

Lights will guide you home

And ignite your bones

And I will try to fix you

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I celebrate myself, and sing myself,

And what I assume you shall assume,

For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.

 

From Song of Myself By Walt Whitman

 

Here's a self reflective product shot for you :-) This is the Samsung EX1 used to take the previous few posts, a great little 'enthusiast compact'. Taken with my trusty Pentax K20D DSLR

 

* Pentax K20D and Samsung D-Xenon 50-200mm Lens

Seoul, Korea (2025)

Pentax LX

Pentax 50mm f1.7

Fuji Premium 400

Photo captured from Trinidad State Beach in the city of Trinidad via Minolta MD Zoom Rokkor-X 75-200mm f4.5 lens. Humboldt County. Late October 2013.

non-instagram version.

from Friday night.

hi.

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