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Photo captured alongside U.S. 101, the Redwood Highway, just north of the Richardson Redwood Grove at Richardson Grove State Park via Minolta MD Zoom Rokkor-X 75-200mm f/4.5 lens. Humboldt County. Early November 2013.
Modern Philosophy: An Introduction and Survey
Scruton contends, following Immanuel Kant, that human beings have a transcendental dimension, a sacred core exhibited in their capacity for self-reflection. He argues that we are in an era of secularization without precedent in the history of the world.
Roger Scruton: Of the People, By the People (Point of View, 2013)
Conservatism Archive
Published on May 2, 2016
A Point of View 2013
American avocet (Recurvirostra americana) in winter plumage at LaRiviere Marsh, Don Edwards SF Bay NWR.
Sanaz Mazinani (b. Tehran, Iran, 1978). Threshold. 2015/2024
Acrylic mirror, silicone, wood, steel, paint, digital video & sound file.
Sound Composition by Mani Mazinani. Courtesy of the artist, Stephen Bulger Galtery, and Edward and Marla Schwartz.
“Mirrors are often regarded as offering a transparent and unbiased view of reality. In Threshold, mirrors are used to situate the viewer between reality and distorted images, encouraging self-reflection and self-awareness.
Sanaz Mazinani’s work uses intricate laser-cut mirror panels inspired by Islamic architecture. These mirrors reflect images of the viewer and intermingle them with video projections - a coming together within a fractured dimension. The video is created using multiple scenes of explosions taken from Hollywood movies, evoking Mazinani’s childhood experiences of war and conflict.
By mirroring and multiplying these scenes, Mazinani transforms the shocking explosions into kaleidoscopic compositions that captivate the visitor’s attention. Her artwork questions the over exposure and manipulation of conflict in the media industry and the distorted reality that these images create.
Sanaz Mazinani is an artist, academic, and educator based in Toronto. She works across the disciplines of photography, sculpture, and large-scale multimedia installations. Mazinani creates informational objects that invite us to rethink how we see. Her work has been shown internationally and is held in public collections including the Art Gallery of Ontario and the Aga Khan Museum.”
The late night beeps buzzes and whirs were enough to make Buford lose sleep, but when the nocturnal interlopers started shining a light through his bedroom window, he knew he had to take action. So he loaded magnum rounds into his Mossberg and left the window open. After two rounds to the underbelly of the strange machine, Buford realized that he might have a new problem...........
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Strobist: AB800 with Softlighter II on floor at 12:00. Vivitar 283 with Wein Peanut Slave on floor camera right. Vivitar 283 with Wein Peanut Slave on floor camera left. Triggered by Cybersync.
Photo captured from the Humboldt Lagoon State Park Visitor Center at Stone Lagoon. Humboldt Lagoons State Park. Humboldt County. Late August 2013.
Each time he tried to touch this perfect youth
The water's surface broke; he'd disappear
The ripples would eventually smooth
That paragon of youth would reappear (Elia Michael)
To have faith ... does not mean to dwell in the shadow of old ideas conceived by prophets and sages, to live off an inherited estate of doctrines and dogmas. In the realm of the spirit only he who is a pioneer is able to be an heir. The wages of spiritual plagiarism is the loss of integrity; self-aggrandizement is self-betrayal.
-Abraham Joshua Heschel
The authentic individual is neither an end nor a beginning but a link between ages, both memory and expectation. Every moment is a new beginning within a continuum of history. It is fallacious to segregate a moment and not to sense its involvement in both past and future. Humbly the past defers to the future, but it refuses to be discarded. Only he who is an heir is qualified to be a pioneer.
-Abraham Joshua Heschel
Each of us has cause to think with deep gratitude of those who have lighted the flame within us.
~ Albert Schweitzer
Be the spark.
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For Me Again Monday - self reflection
title: kringamorphosis
medium: digital photography, face paint, digitally altered 2008
intended presentation context: for web and print showing
#289 of the 365day challenge.
see more face paint here:
in the past when i used to do alot of selfies they always symbolized being loved or being wanting. fear or never being loved of accepted has always been in the back of my mind, something in my past i never healed from. It seems i have returned back to this theme. As i am getting older and i wonder why i am still alone, I am a very independent person and i have never really needed someone to be there but it would be nice to have someone. maybe my time just isnt there yet. as most o my friends are married and have kids and have a stable life. here i am still wondering the what if.
I may again start to make this some what a dairy of my thoughts and dreams, i know when i had my heart on fire account (which i never should have deleted) it seemed to helo tremendously.
so that being said be prepared for more selfies and lots of writings :)
"It is You who will be found. And cherished."
Model:
Norma Hush my Factory translucent SemiCustom with Grey/Black Hair
Details:
"Dancing Flowers" for Blythe Dolls by Chuthings
Hair Fascinator by BuBuJoJo
I was in the Loop yesterday for a traffic safety class (cough, cough...speeding ticket) and I stopped for a quick bite to eat at a favorite vegan restaurant that happened to be right next door. As soon as I ordered, it started raining hard, so I was glad to have been inside. It stopped by the time I was finished and I decided to walk over to the Calder Flamingo before heading back to my car. I wished I had been like my friend, Seth, and had a bottle of water with me to make a better puddle and get more reflection. ;)
I slip away to where the soul unfurls alongside the first spring flowers.
A moment, a flicker of will, a pinch of imagination — and I melt into serene unity with nature, leaving the mundane rush behind. Here, breaths grow deeper, exhales turn whisper-soft, and thoughts slow their frantic dance, shedding the weight of needless noise. Whatever storms may rage beyond — I am anchored here and now. All that exists is mind, body, and the primal dance where I become spring’s partner.
The chill breeze still carries winter’s echoes, but March sun kisses the earth with gilded rays. Light wraps around my being like a silken shroud. Flesh seems to dissolve into radiance — warmth seeping into every cell now surges outward, merging with sunlit sparks.
I am a ray caressing the meadow where snowdrops bloom skyward. I am a stem drinking the cold soil’s moisture and sunlight’s vital sap. My leaves, petals, veins — fragile bridges between two realms. I am Darkness and Light’s child, born of their eternal embrace. Is this not Love’s truest dance? Wordless. Unconditional. It needs no language — only colors splashed across thawing snow, only the tremble of a sprout straining toward life…
The wind brushes me, and I recognize an ancient companion. Then a new touch — a delicate tickle on my petal. Is it a bee, bearing my pollen in golden leg-baskets? Or a gnat weaving my essence into its flight? I no longer separate them from myself: their wings are my wings, their hum — my heart’s song.
I become the grass’s whisper and the woodpecker’s call in the distant woods. I am the spark within a dewdrop, the shadow cast upon a stone, the quiver of an aspen leaf. I am spring’s hymn, sung by every shoot, every drop of sap, every whirling pollen grain. Here and now, boundaries vanish — only life remains, flowing from form to form.
Time to return? But how can one depart from Home? I am where I’ve always been: in the roots’ murmur, the hawk’s glide, the earth’s steady breath. Here and now is no mere place. It is eternity’s heartbeat — where I am the world itself.
Photo of the Rockefeller Forest Loop Trail at Rockefeller Forest: Lower Bull Creek Flat, captured via Minolta MD Celtic 28mm f/2.8 Lens within Humboldt Redwoods State Park. Humboldt County. Late December 2013.
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Lightbox this with L!
The icons are whispering to you,
they're just old men,
like on the benches in the park,
except their balding spots are glistening with gold.
- from "Human of the Year" by Regina Spektor
Today I went out to the backyard/woods to shoot and my cat Albus followed me down. The entire time I was shooting he ran through the grass, under my tripod, and between my legs. So, I finally decided to pick him up and shoot with him. He's in some of my past photos here. He's such a sweet and affectionate boy. You can see him trying to play in my arms. :)
As soon as I got inside though, it started to pour.
This looks kinda silly, I think, but it has a serious meaning. This really is meant to represent the need we all have to reflect on who we are where we are going in our lives. The discarded mirrors littering the ground amidst the dying grass signifies discarded personas we may have once held up.
ETA: I couldn't get the colors right though on the mirrors in the grass. Alas.
Photo of a redwood grove at Rockefeller Forest: Lower Bull Creek Flat captured via Minolta MD Celtic 28mm f/2.8 Lens within Humboldt Redwoods State Park. Humboldt County. Late November 2013.
Instead of a Christmas tree... On New Year's Eve, I want to congratulate everyone with this photo.
Bellow I wrote a short (actually not...) congratulation for everybody in Russian. It would be quite hard for me to make it in English with all meaning I want to share, so feel free to use translation services you prefer to get the ideas...
Искренне желаю всем (в том числе и себе) плодотворного нового года. Для тех, кто использует празднование нового года в качестве точки отсчета, желаю преуспеть в том, чтобы всегда и везде фокусироваться на том, на что можно повлиять, как-то изменить. Остальным же желаю получить прекрасные плоды вашего труда (в том числе и над собой). Пусть всё, что вы посадили в этом году, во всех предыдущих годах прорастет в этом году и даст свои плоды. Но также желаю вам помнить о том, что нужно ещё и регулярно поливать и ухаживать за растениями… Желаю всем принятия того, что вы можете повлиять лишь на малую часть от того, что вас окружает. И вдохновения для того, чтобы продолжать свой путь, продолжать сотворять свою жизнь, делать ваш внутренний и окружающий мир лучше, добрее, наполнять радостью. Пусть всё способствует вашему росту и слиянию с Природой, своим чистым Сознанием.
В эти дни непременно стоит отметить для себя и поблагодарить себе и окружающему миру за все пройденные уроки, приобретения, провалы, ошибки. За то, что ни смотря ни на что мы продолжаем наше космическое путешествие. А если нам до сих пор трудно понять кто мы такие и что мы делаем в этом мире - то это повод начать предпринимать маленькие, пусть даже крошечные действия… Стоит фокусироваться на действиях, а потом уже на размышлениях или рефлексии…
Пусть в Новом году будут только благостные последствия наших действий (или бездействия). Пусть окружающие вас люди и обстоятельства всячески помогают вам, а вы в свою очередь инвестируйте в них. Что стоит наша жизнь, если в ней отсутствуют другие люди?…
Мира, Гармонии и Целостности в Новом году!
Happy Holidays everyone!
~ Ellen DeGeneres
Hello Flickr!!!!!! I hope you have been doing well! I have been super busy and the coming month or so is going to be even more full. I just wanted to stop in to say hi and that I miss hanging out here with you!! This was taken over the weekend at Bristol Renaissance Faire (was there for the second time this summer). It was a fun day there on Sunday after a fantastic day spent hiking and canoeing on Saturday.
Only two more days until the holiday weekend! Enjoy the downhill slide!!
Photo of Big Lagoon looking west (where the Pacific Ocean and lagoon are separated by a thin strip of land at the water horizon, and where the is on the other side of the water horizon) captured via Minolta MD Celtic 28mm f/2.8 Lens and ND-8 filter in the census-designated place of Big Lagoon. Humboldt County. Early December 2013.
In a time when nature and well-being are seen as ideals to strive for, it's hard not to be drawn to them, yet the pressure to follow through can feel overwhelming. The image reflects an internal struggle—between desire and inertia—where the urge for change exists, but taking the next step remains just out of reach. The lilies, symbols of purity and renewal, contrast with stillness, embodying the tension between aspiration and hesitation.
Photo captured on Avenue of the Giants near post-mile marker 18.59 in the census-designated place of Weott. Humboldt County. Mid July 2013.
Photo captured along the beach at Dry Lagoon. Humboldt Lagoons State Park. Humboldt County. Early May 2013.
What do we see in art but ourselves?
View On Black - Part of a triptych - Larger than life and The fountain of inspiration can be found here.
1) I’m a night owl...rarely go to bed before midnight and rarely get up before 8 a.m.
2) I love the experience of reading - not just the feel, texture, smell but losing myself in the lives of other people - real or fiction. Recently got a Kindle and love the instant gratification - maybe more than the feel, texture, smell.....hmmmm....wonder what that says about me...
3) I must nurture my creative side or I get cranky...photography, scrapbooks, music all quiet my soul.
4) I like a house that’s clean...enough.
5) I’m developing my own style of photography and I’m slowly accepting that it is what it is.
6) I would like to be remembered as.....well, I’m not sure.....I just don’t want to be forgotten.
7) I’m pretty computer literate for a gal my age.
8) If weight weren’t an issue, I’d eat chocolate ice cream every day.
9) I’m not a loner, but I do need my alone time...solitude and reflection ground me.
10) Without my faith or my family, I would be a mess!
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Our Daily Challenge: Framed
113 in 2013: #81Copycat - copy a photo or idea you admire on Flickr (www.flickr.com/photos/gillettephotography/8378190102/) who copied from (www.flickr.com/photos/artistboutique/8343888713/)
Beyond Layers Day 13: Ten Truths About Me with Kim Klassen's happy heart texture