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Wicked self-reflection on the side of a car.
Since the beginning of Spring this weekend, it's been lovely, sunny weather and I really enjoyed the last days...let's do this again very soon :))
No Photoshop, no tricks, just some contrast&saturation added, as usual, shot with a mobile phone :)
Taken while wandering around inside the cathedral, playing with my new lens. I also discovered (verified?) that indoors is not the best place for telephoto lenses, you tend to end up using a rather high ISO... I got some photos that impressed me with the lens though, so très bon, right?? =)
Anyone who's played with ye olde world ray-tracers can probably identify with the curved surface reflecting the black and white tiles ;)
(yeah yeah... geek, I know)
Konica Aiborg
Image taken with Olympus Stylus 1030SW.
Gorman House Markets, Canberra, ACT, Australia
© Dirk HR Spennemann 2009. All Right Reserved
I wake up every morning and look at myself in the mirror. It's cool to realize that a few years ago I was a kid, too short to barely see my entire body in the mirror of my parents house, wearing my favorite pajamas, specifically on Saturday mornings when my mother would quietly shout to me from outside the bathroom door "When you're done taking a bath and brushing your teeth Kenon there's breakfast in the kitchen."
Now I'm here, living in my own apartment, and instead of continuing the bi-Saturday ritual of going to the barber shop to get my hair cut, I learned to cut my own hair. I still watch cartoons, although they're not how they use to. Hey Arnold, Recess, and The Rugrats are now considered old school cartoons to a kid born in the 90's, but Spongebob and The Fairly Oddparents of the 2000's are just as fine.
I remember when being grown was so cool to me! Being able to do what I want, live in an amazing house, own a car, and have a family. Something my parents taught me well... none of this comes without work.
So what is this work? You go somewhere, spend a few hours there 5 days out of the week and they give you money. Of course it wasn't that easy, as I grew up obtaining my first job at the age of 15 working in a McDonalds with a childhood friend of mine.
My parents wanted to raise me and my siblings the best way they could. Not everything was easy, and as a child, changes in human emotion was something I could sense behind a double sided mirror.
I want to have that. I want to see my family's smile as they watch me achieve all the dreams I told them about, yet worried of because as family, they want to see me happy, but understood more then I did that sometimes everything doesn't workout as we plan.
There are a lot of events that I didn't plan to happen. Attend a college outside of my hometown, living in a state without a single family member, bonding with strangers who later on became my greatest friends and distant members of my family.
As I look at myself in the mirror, I don't see me, I see everyone who has had an impact in my life. I have a lot of friends now who say "When you become famous, don't forget us little people."
Every day I step in front of a mirror, I don't see just me, I see a nostalgic self reflection compromised of everyone I love. Their likes, dislikes, and personality characteristics rubbed off on me in some way. If you care to say that I am different and not like everyone else. It's only because of everyone who have made an impact (small or big) in my life. And every time I look in the mirror, I see a nostalgic self reflection of us all.
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'Self reflection is better than self projection'. 1 day Installation by Insa @East London. LDNGraffiti updated - 30/03/2012
Finding some sanity at the Thermalito Diversion Pool in Oroville, CA. (weekly theme: "Shattered" | 7 years bad luck)
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Arg. This wouldn't upload AT ALL yesterday, but I swear I took it on the day. Another one coming later...
GTWL - Cloning!
While vacationing at Fort Stevens State Park in late July, we rode our bikes out to the historic military batteries along the Columbia River. It was late afternoon, in that beautiful golden light of summer, and the light was perfect for taking pictures. Stephanie was sitting on a bench watching the world go by with her hair blowing in the breeze, perfect for a few quick portraits! I love the light on her face, the Mona Lisa smile, and the self-portrait reflected in her glasses!
This image is featured on my photo blog, thelightisall.blogspot.com, on August 31, 2011. (IMG_7220_1)
Surf and Cross Country Inspiration
Quotes by Bianca Buitendag, Stephanie Gimore, and Carissa Moore
***some photography not produced by Michelle Carandang
the light was reflecting off the window and I was done with my shooting for the day but I spontaneously snapped some more pictures because the light was so lovely
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Abstract Series 122 - Lady Lamb The Beekeeper at The Lizard Lounge
Lady Lamb the Beekeeper is the musical moniker of Aly Spaltro.
Aly primarily grew up in the south west --in Arizona and Nevada--where she spent most of her early childhood years, never more content than when she was making oldies mix tapes with a boombox & flashlight in her closet .
Aly and her family moved to Germany for two years--where she fell in love with the German language,--before settling in her home state of Maine in 2004.
She fell in love with more than a language for the first time in the southern part of Maine, in the same coastal town where her heart was first broken.
Out of these pangs and others came Lady Lamb the Beekeeper, a project which began solely as a means of self-expression & self-reflection during the long, dark winter of 2007 in the scalp of New England.
Lady Lamb the Beekeeper writes sprawling, lyric & melody-based songs about lost , true & unrequited love, nostalgia, nectarine meat, wolf maulings, plum crumb cake & mustard colors, death & Guatemala, airplane rides & airplane crashes, lusting & pining, aubergine & almond colored bedsheets, balance beams hidden in the woods, desert mountain ranges, dreams & nightmares, fawns & fawning, & occasionally "The Neverending Story."
I sing because I need to sing and I sing because life is a mess and music is the most beautiful means of communication and self-expression for me both personally and with humanity.
Think about the first vinyl you ever bought, the first cassette you rewound & rewound. The albums that you've cried to, & regained your strength to. The albums that have shaped you & continue to shape you. The albums you blast in your car on long drives or play quietly as you fall asleep. The albums that make you happy and hopeful & empower you simply by entering your ears. There is a grace and uniqueness between humans making connections with one another through the intricacies , the delicacies, the rhythm & words in a song. This is something so precious, and something I seek to have and share with you.
Between You & I,
Lady Lamb
The Mirror, 1950
by Dorothea Tanning
Part of Dorothea Tanning
At Tate Modern, February to June 2019
Tanning wanted to depict ‘unknown but knowable states’: to suggest there was more to life than meets the eye. She first encountered surrealism in New York in the 1930s. In the 1940s, her powerful self-portrait Birthday 1942 attracted the attention of fellow artist Max Ernst – they married in 1946. Her work from this time combines the familiar with the strange, exploring desire and sexuality.From the 1950s, now working in Paris, Tanning’s paintings became more abstract, and in the 1960s she started making pioneering sculptures out of fabric. A highlight of the exhibition is the room-sized installation Chambre 202, Hotel du Pavot 1970-3. This sensual and eerie work features bodies growing out the walls of an imaginary hotel room. In later life, Tanning dedicated more of her time to writing. Her last collection of poems, Coming to That, was published at the age of 101.
[Tate Modern]