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Focal Length: 23mm
Camera Body: Canon 5D MK II
Lens: EF 17-40mm f/4L USM
Filters: 11 Stop Nisi ND
Processed: Photoshop cs3
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My final image from the paddling pools in Llandudno. This is my favourite image from all three.
Thanks for looking....
I took these photos last October in Antwerpen - expecially this one looks somehow appropriate in the current situation of the corona crisis.
All the best to all of you!
"Sunset Separation 1:" The drama and the colors kept unfolding during this fiery sunset from a few weeks ago.
Every separation is both sad and being open to new hopes... I believe this flower represents my situation very accurately with its emotional and colorful look together.
(I like this photo particularly even it is wrongly focused. In fact i'd like it less if it would be focused correctly.)
Büyükada, Adalar (Prince's Islands) - İstanbul
Class 172 diesel multiple units Nos. 172004 and 172101 have just arrived at Worcester Shrub Hill station with 2V28, the 09:03 service from Dorridge on Thursday 6th June 2024, and would soon be uncoupled from each other.
Artizen HDR 2.4.10 lock06
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Natural History Museum - Kensington London
The foundation of the collection was that of the Ulster doctor Sir Hans Sloane (1660–1753), which allowed his significant collections to be purchased by the British Government at a price well below their market value at the time. This purchase was funded by a lottery. Sloane's collection, which included dried plants, and animal and human skeletons, was initially housed in Montague House in Bloomsbury in 1756, which was the home of the British Museum. In the late 1850s, Professor Richard Owen, Superintendent of the natural history departments of the British Museum saw that the natural history departments needed a bigger, separate building.
Land in South Kensington was purchased, and in 1864 a competition was held to design the new museum. The winning entry was submitted by Captain Francis Fowke who died shortly afterwards. The scheme was taken over by Alfred Waterhouse who substantially revised the agreed plans, and designed the façades in his own idiosyncratic Romanesque style. The original plans included wings on either side of the main building, but these plans were soon abandoned for budgetary reasons. The space these would have occupied are now taken by the Earth Galleries and Darwin Centre.
Work began in 1873 and was completed in 1880. The new museum opened in 1881, although the move from the old museum was not fully completed until 1883.
Both the interiors and exteriors of the Waterhouse building make extensive use of terracotta tiles to resist the sooty climate of Victorian London. The tiles and bricks feature many relief sculptures of flora and fauna, with living and extinct species featured within the west and east wings respectively. This explicit separation was at the request of Owen, and has been seen as a statement of his contemporary rebuttal of Darwin's attempt to link present species with past through the theory of natural selection[1].
The central axis of the museum is aligned with the tower of Imperial College London (formerly the Imperial Institute) and the Royal Albert Hall and Albert Memorial further north. These all form part of the complex known colloquially as Albertopolis. Text from Wikepedia
Another version of Air Shadow (that last upload) again, it wasn't perfect, my cousin (a guy from the photo) want me to upload it so here it is.
Looking past the rim and into a coloured glass candle shade from Istanbul's Bazaar.
MIR-1 37mm f2.8 wide open
Day 8 of Pentax Forum's Daily in September 2019 Challenge:
Theme day - Macro
India-Pakistan Border, Wagah, Punjab, India.
The road to the border of India and Pakistan happens to be one of the most celebrated and historical highways in the world, that is now called the Grand Trunk Road. It runs from Calcutta to Kabul, and was first built some 3,500 years ago. It was referred to by various names to reflect the times and its age. Just like its cousin, the Silk Road, this Spice Road (as I have dubbed it) was indeed a road well-travelled. As Kipling describes it, “Brahmins and chumars, bankers and tinkers, barbers and bunnias, pilgrims and potters — all the world going and coming” and it was “such a river of life as nowhere else exists in the world.” Today, the Grand Trunk Road meets the hastily drawn “Radcliff Line” that serves as the border between India and Pakistan, in just about 20 miles west of Amritsar at Wagah.
For me, the short trip from Amritsar was very emotional. I could not help but contemplate life, humanity, and its survival along this road during the partition. On that August midnight, two nations were born like conjoined twins without a border. They remained so for another two days after independence. And those two days saw the bloodiest, most violent “suffering almost beyond imagining and beyond the human spirit’s capacity to endure.” On this road, there were columns of humanity extending for almost 50 miles, some on their bullock carts, most on their bare feet, often without their family whose dead bodies they left behind, migrating to seek an unknown future. In the end, it is estimated some 1-2 million people were killed and about 20 million people migrated, in one of the worst human tragedies of the last century.
Even today, the surgical wounds of the separation of these twins remain unhealed at this border. Every day, like clockwork, the Indian and Pakistani military personnel participate in a flag lowering ceremony that has become a spectator sport. Thousands gather in the newly constructed bleachers on either side of the border to witness, as Michael Palin puts it, “a carefully choreographed contempt.” He should know, as the soldiers on both sides put on a show as if they are from the “ministry of silly walks.”
As I was writing this, I was reminded of reading Mother Theresa’s words at the Hiroshima Peace Memorial Park: “the terrible evil that had brought so much suffering….may never happen again. Let us remember works of love and Prayer are works of Peace.” While there is no such memorial for this tragedy, volumes have been written about it, yet we seem to have not learned a lesson from it. Perhaps, it is best not to open any closed wounds, but we do need to silently say to ourselves, never again shall I ever let this happen!
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"and so they disconnect
lively for one
and deathly for the next
their hearts curl up in silver balls
beating distantly
if at all
so lonesome now
with only one voice
so sad now
this wasn't their choice."
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2 Lencarta 600SFs into silver umbrellas with Lee orange gels left and right. A spot grid on a Lencarta Safari II up above with a Lee teal gel provides the complementary colour. Why the Safari ? The head weighs almost nothing and is is a lot easier to manage on a boom - no 4kg counterweight required!
Note the colours you see here are not the exact colours these gels provide. All you need the gels for is to give colour separation. Once you have that, you can manipulate each colour channel through any number of tools: levels, curves etc.
Model: Nicky Phillips
Assistant: John Gannon
Shot at: Studio d'Lumiere