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Frozen Out
A self portrait I took in 2011 for my uni exhibition I'm going through my computer cleaning up and backing up 1000s of photos and realised I never posted this publicly. I still love it 2 years later.
Happy bonfire night people, hope your all taking good fireworks photos for me while I'm stuck inside editing new photos and prop crafting for a fashion shoot tomorrow.
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I was tagged some time last week by Optimus4Ever but the last few days have been crazily busy (as you may have guessed by my absence!) so haven't got round to writing anything. I've played this game before, so sorry if you've heard some of this before :)
1. I'm in my final yr, studying microbiology at uni. Currently doing project work in the lab, which is interesting but exhausting! I'm attempting to make bacteria (like E. coli and Staph auerus - as in MRSA) produce a molecule (and importantly, to make them secrete it out into their environment), which allow them to fluoresce. Fingers crossed, it should be useful in medical research!
2. Once climbed most of Snowdon in bare feet... I started the climb in trainers, but they started rubbing unbearably, so I took them off and continued, I'm s. Scowling bitterly at well-shod, bemused hikers who pointed out that I had no shoes on (as though I hadn't noticed!). I did smile (or at least grimace!) at those who offered me plasters... My feet survived unscathed to walk another day :) I was only 12. It stands out as one of the most exhausting days I've ever had!
3. I am quite happy being by myself and always have been. I am more likely to feel lonely in a big crowd of people than when I'm actually alone.
4. I'm a dog person. I love dogs because of the unquestioning loyalty they show you.Plus, to a dog, everything you do is amazing, whether it's opening a bag of dog treats, or chucking a ball into a muddy pond for the 100th time in a row. I love dogs for their energy, loving nature and for their willingness to put up with human stupidities and appear to still be enjoying themselves...
5. I'm also a "cat person". Cats know you're incredibly stupid but love you anyway. What other pet can put humans so beautifully in their place and get admired for doing it? Nothing quite like the whithering stare of a displeased cat. A truly contented cat is so lovely to see though, one of my favourite sounds is a cat purring away... You have to earn a cat's trust more than you do a dog but I always feel very privileged once I've gained that trust :)
6. I have terrible eye-sight! Very, very short sighted... anything further than arm's length away is a blur to me without glasses :( Sad thing is, my eyes were perfect until my first year at secondary school when they just gave up on me!
7. I can't stand horror films, I watched about 3 in my life and never plan on watching another. I don't get the excited, enjoyable feeling of fear you're supposed to, just downright terror as my overactive imagination goes into overdrive!! I can cope with mindless violence, but films about scary, make-believe things hiding in a cabin in the woods (that everyone KNOWS shouldn't be investigated but does anyway out of sheer stupidity)... NO!!
8. I have a don't have a huge circle of friends, but the friends I have mean a huge amount to me and I would do anything for them, as well as trusting them completely.
9. I love reading and have a huge collection of books on everything from animals, Korean pottery, Native Americans, Leonardo DaVinci, psychobiology and history. I also love fiction: Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, Hitch-Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy, Jonathan Livingston Seagull, Jane Austen's work, Dickens, the Brontes... and, umm... the Twilight books.
(I'm slighty ashamed about the last in my list, for a long time I sneered at the series. However, driven out to the cinema as a break from revision, I watched Twilight, laughed my head off at the main characters' strange acting and the concept of glittery vampires and had to read the books and strangely enjoyed them!)
10. As well as photography, I enjoy drawing and writing... I've loved drawing since I was little and it was partly what inspired my wish to take photos. The writing came as a bit of a shock though, I only realised I liked it since joining Flickr and started doing my little Barney stories. I'm not sure how many actually read them, but I think some enjoy them and if you read all this, well done :)
Reached Explore #444
"Segundos más tarde el suelo comenzó a abrirse bajo su cuerpo, asustado intentó aferrarse a la pared rocosa del zulo, pero fue imposible. Todo se tornó arena fina y resbaladiza. Y caía, caía muy rápido, sin poder aferrarse a su propia vida. Y perdió la noción del tiempo, y cuando la caída frenó, se levantó como se levanta un minusválido que consigue andar de nuevo. Y cuando abrió los ojos, se dio cuenta de que estaba en un reloj de arena, y que cada grano era un recuerdo de su triste vida. Cada grano era un segundo que había perdido con tonterías, y entonces comenzó a gritar, y cada vez se hundía más en sus años, en su vida."
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"Seconds later, the ground began to open beneath him, scared he tried to cling to the rock face of the dungeon, but it was impossible."
Tanto el texto como la fotografía los he realizado yo. El texto pertenece a este post lalafireflies.blogspot.com.es/2013/06/time-arte.html
La obra simplemente se compone de un autorretrato en blanco y negro.
Saludos cordiales, Laura. Que tengan un gran día.
But don't worry you are. Everyone is good enough. This picture is just portraying the times we forget and feel like nothing we do is good enough.
Lately I have really been into conceptual self-portraits. The only problem is a lot of my ideas come to me at the night, and I know if I don't take it then I will never get around to it. Hence, the crappy light with makes the colors look all weird. Either way I am very glad I took it anyway. :D
At this point I am not sure whether this is a self-portrait of myself or the 24-120mm lens (seeing as it covers not only the camera but also my face), but there you go. The man whose sunglasses I used was blissfully unaware of the services he rendered to me and the lens.
An Awesome trip to counquer two mountains, Merapi and Merbabu with Luarbiasa Foto Team
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First, her tippet made of tulle,
easily lifted off her shoulders and laid
on the back of a wooden chair.
And her bonnet,
the bow undone with a light forward pull.
Then the long white dress, a more
complicated matter with mother-of-pearl
buttons down the back,
so tiny and numerous that it takes forever
before my hands can part the fabric,
like a swimmer's dividing water,
and slip inside.
You will want to know
that she was standing
by an open window in an upstairs bedroom,
motionless, a little wide-eyed,
looking out at the orchard below,
the white dress puddled at her feet
on the wide-board, hardwood floor.
The complexity of women's undergarments
in nineteenth-century America
is not to be waved off,
and I proceeded like a polar explorer
through clips, clasps, and moorings,
catches, straps, and whalebone stays,
sailing toward the iceberg of her nakedness.
Later, I wrote in a notebook
it was like riding a swan into the night,
but, of course, I cannot tell you everything -
the way she closed her eyes to the orchard,
how her hair tumbled free of its pins,
how there were sudden dashes
whenever we spoke.
What I can tell you is
it was terribly quiet in Amherst
that Sabbath afternoon,
nothing but a carriage passing the house,
a fly buzzing in a windowpane.
So I could plainly hear her inhale
when I undid the very top
hook-and-eye fastener of her corset
and I could hear her sigh when finally it was unloosed,
the way some readers sigh when they realize
that Hope has feathers,
that reason is a plank,
that life is a loaded gun
that looks right at you with a yellow eye.
Billy Collins
Uhhhm hey, that's me... and my trusty Canonet.
This is one of those situations where you look back and wonder what on earth you were thinking letting yourself go out like that.
Proyecto 52 autoretratos:
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"Hay una pequeña y frágil belleza en la Frivolidad. Tal vez por su fugaz vida o simplemente por el hecho que todo deseamos paladearla en alguna oportunidad. "
Truman Capote
Los Perros Ladran
I wonder how many of u still remember me.
Sorry I looked tired there, no make up is like this :P
By the way photo taken last year, honeymoon in Korea.
So what about this year? Trust me, I'm a mother now, no more fancy photos! Lol
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Yeah, you know they're gonna bring it down now
They're gone wreck it down here
Something's come to rob me, and I can't get my head
I get nervous in the New York City Streets, where my legacy treads
I know I've been around standin' in the shadows, far from Humans with Guns,
But now It's too late, there's no escape, from what they have done
Come On!
I'm Going Deeper Underground
There's too much panic in this Town
I'm Going Deeper Underground
There's too much panic in this Town
I'm Going Deeper Underground
Well I got to go deeper, got to go much deeper, yeah
huh, hey
They're gonna wreck it down here
hey, yeah
They're gonna bring it down yah
Some people with a packet full of money, and an affel of hate
Take out pleasure in destruction of-eh everything, that they try to create
Somebody tell them why the zone man caan only tempering touch
Heaven Heaven where the badder mamma thinking chew, and now it's too much
I'm Goin' Deeper Underground
There's too much panic in this Town
I'm Goin' Deeper Underground
There's too much panic in this Town
I'm Goin' Deeper Underground
There's too much panic in this Town
I'm Goin', I'm Goin', I'm Goin' Deeper Underground
I'm Goin', I'm Goin', I'm Goin' Deeper Underground
I'm Goin', I'm Goin', I'm Goin' Deeper Underground
I'm Goin', I'm Goin', I'm Goin' Deeper Underground
Something's come to rob me, and I can't keep my head
I get nervous in the New York City Streets, where my legacy treads
I know I've been around standin' in the shadows, far from Humans with Guns,
But now It's too late, there's no escape, from what they have done
I'm Goin' Deeper Underground
There's too much panic in this Town
I'm Goin' Deeper Underground
I'm Goin' Deeper Underground
I'm goin' deeper underground, deeper yeah, I'm goin', I'm Goin', deeper
Jamiroquai
deeper underground
This isn't about missing a guy or something. It's more like there's something missing and I have absolutely no idea what it is. In the last week or so all these old friends have come out of the woodwork who I thought were gone, and maybe that's made me realise how much I've missed them.
Tonight a friend said she wanted "the old Catherine back" and it irritated me because I listened to her talking for months about how her old friends were having a hard time accepting she'd changed, and I kept telling her it was ok and natural and she was bound to change. She managed to cope with how I changed over the summer, but now she's not. Ah well. Still love her.
118 days til I finish school. Putting it like that makes me feel like I might actually miss more people than I realised.
14/365
2024 self-portrait challenge 25 of 52
Key = camera left above subject tilted down ~45°: Flashpoint eVOLV200 in a 3'x2' softbox in horizontal orientation, feathered.
Fill = on-axis, below subject tilted up: dual Flashpoint eVOLV200 Pro (bare bulbs), in 14”x60” strip softbox without grid in horizontal orientation; 3 stops below key.
Background = Flashpoint Zoom II speedlight at 1/64 power, 35 mm zoom, pointing up and tilted slightly toward background.
2024 self-portrait challenge 44 of 52
Key = camera right, just above the frame and in front of subject: Flashpoint eVOLV200 Pro with bare bulb in a 3'x2' softbox oriented lengthwise along the camera axis.
Background = Godox TT600 zoomed at 200 mm at 1/128 power, pointed up and slightly tilted toward the background.