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Have you ever been silently in love
With someone you can never have?
So close you can touch her hand
Yet, so far to feel her heart?
Have you ever lived in pretense
Quietly loving without any condition?
A feeling of love that's unknown
Hiding it, not knowing for how long.
Have you ever been hurt unintentionally
But put on a smile, pretended to be happy?
Deep inside you're in pain and suffering
But outside you're jolly and laughing.
Why does holding her hand feel so right?
Your heart smiles every time she's at sight
Hearing her sweet voice makes your day
Hope you can hug her in a special way.
Author: Reden Magpantay Jobli
Two trees stand in quiet dialogue, bound by mist and morning light. This image explores the tension between solitude and connection, using natural light to reveal a moment of silent harmony within the landscape.
Yes, I know title is from a SciFi film and a very good one at that but the new subs are really quite silent as they glide past you watching from the walkways. I took this shot with my Nikon D80 and a somewhat long exposure. So the water and the sub are slightly blurred but I like the effect. I may go back soon and re-shoot just to see if I can improve on it some.
For those who want to try this shot I managed to get a better shot with these settings:
D80 Auto aperture, ISO 1600 (noise reduction on) with +1 exposure comp
33 degrees 48.804 North
117 degreess 55.017 West
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These shots date from 2009-2011 from Bunge was still being demolished to when it sat for a few years as piles of aggregate before being turned into a mall. Around 2013 they started construction and by 2015 it was open. As if the area needed another mall complex.
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I have been documenting the changing face of this neighborhood since 2005 to the present day. I never imagined that going to a photo meetup here would provide me with enough content and inspiration to continue to photograph the dynamic changes taking place as the neighborhood transformed from a dead retail strip on Dundas with derelict and shuttered industry to the hot hipster neighborhood it’s become. The Junction was not always known as such, it was rather West Toronto neighborhood, which for a large part was more often referred to the Stockyards. Meat processing is the only original industry that is still present today, to the dismay of residents. Industry was centralized here as the area had lower land prices and taxes and the creation of an official port of entry. Also Canadian Pacific developed a large rail yard which extends from Keele to Scarlet road. This led to massive industrial and commercial development which stayed for the most part until closures started with these companies in 2005.
Canada packers, CCM, Campbell Milling and Heinzman piano company were the most notable companies, which all have been converted respectfully to a large mall, another mall complex and a high rise condo. Other buildings such as the Symes waste transfer station and Sherwin Williams and Houghton plant were recently converted into a brewery, a failed condo development now waiting to be sold, and a studio complex with a gym and printing facilities. The first spot I photographed was the old Sherwin Williams plant in late 2005 on a cold Christmas weekend and it peaked my curiosity about industry in the city. Another notable location I visited multiple times was the old GE plant, which as of today (2018) is completely redeveloped. The old Bunge complex, which was located on St.Clair west of Keele was my personal favorite spot to visit while it was intact. I must have been 8 times and got to know the entire complex quite well. It was knocked over very quickly and the large stockyards mall took it’s place.
The story of my junction documentary project is quite extensive and the best way to discover more is to look at the captions on the images. I enjoyed exploring an area with so much industrial diversity so close to home and find myself wishing I still had something like this in my backyard.
Photos featured are from late 2005 to present, both film (in various formats, 35mm, 120,) and digital.
In our hectic life silence is often considered a curse. Personally, I consider a moment of silence as a sweet blur in the often too busy world. When there is no wind to change the course and no blinding light to shine in new directions a calming stand still can bring harmony to all the details of daily business.
Silent night, holy night
All is calm, all is bright
Round yon Virgin Mother and Child
Holy Infant so tender and mild
Sleep in heavenly peace
Sleep in heavenly peace
The origin of the Christmas carol we know as Silent Night was a poem that was written in 1816 by an Austrian priest called Joseph Mohr. On Christmas Eve in 1818 in the small alpine village called Oberndorf it is reputed that the organ at St. Nicholas Church had broken. Joseph Mohr gave the poem of Silent Night (Stille Nacht) to his friend Franz Xavier Gruber and the melody for Silent Night was composed with this in mind. The music to Silent Night was therefore intended for a guitar and the simple score was finished in time for Midnight Mass. Silent Night is the most famous Christmas carol of all time!
A third shoot with Brighton based Parkinson's sufferer Tim Andrews, the second time in collaboration with Al Brydon...photographer, my friend and beard wearer.
You can read about the day here:
timandrewsoverthehill.blogspot.co.uk/2015/09/silent-song-...
We wanted to do something a little different with our photos this time, so we spent a day printing and cutting photos, and slapping black paint around until we were more or less happy with the results.
We can feel your sorrow, hear your thoughts and know your desires.
We're here, there and everywhere; Angels, walking the Earth and flying the skies, silent and unseen, watching over humanity since always.
That was a vague idea of who Grace is, don't know if it's understandable..
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Nous ressentons votre chagrin, entendons vos pensées et connaissons vos désirs.
Nous sommes ici et là, tout autour; des Anges, nous parcourons la terre et les cieux, silencieux et invisibles, nous veillons sur l'humanité depuis toujours.
Voilà vaguement l'histoire de Grace, si c'est compréhensible..
Shot today in a field in Taunton. Had such fun with these guys!
Strobist: 2 x Canon 430EX ii on half power from front (low)
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I have been documenting the changing face of this neighborhood since 2005 to the present day. I never imagined that going to a photo meetup here would provide me with enough content and inspiration to continue to photograph the dynamic changes taking place as the neighborhood transformed from a dead retail strip on Dundas with derelict and shuttered industry to the hot hipster neighborhood it’s become. The Junction was not always known as such, it was rather West Toronto neighborhood, which for a large part was more often referred to the Stockyards. Meat processing is the only original industry that is still present today, to the dismay of residents. Industry was centralized here as the area had lower land prices and taxes and the creation of an official port of entry. Also Canadian Pacific developed a large rail yard which extends from Keele to Scarlet road. This led to massive industrial and commercial development which stayed for the most part until closures started with these companies in 2005.
Canada packers, CCM, Campbell Milling and Heinzman piano company were the most notable companies, which all have been converted respectfully to a large mall, another mall complex and a high rise condo. Other buildings such as the Symes waste transfer station and Sherwin Williams and Houghton plant were recently converted into a brewery, a failed condo development now waiting to be sold, and a studio complex with a gym and printing facilities. The first spot I photographed was the old Sherwin Williams plant in late 2005 on a cold Christmas weekend and it peaked my curiosity about industry in the city. Another notable location I visited multiple times was the old GE plant, which as of today (2018) is completely redeveloped. The old Bunge complex, which was located on St.Clair west of Keele was my personal favorite spot to visit while it was intact. I must have been 8 times and got to know the entire complex quite well. It was knocked over very quickly and the large stockyards mall took it’s place.
The story of my junction documentary project is quite extensive and the best way to discover more is to look at the captions on the images. I enjoyed exploring an area with so much industrial diversity so close to home and find myself wishing I still had something like this in my backyard.
Photos featured are from late 2005 to present, both film (in various formats, 35mm, 120,) and digital. Images are noted by their previous name, what they have been converted to, as well as approximate location.
German postcard by Ross Verlag no. 639/8. Photo: Messter-Film. Publicity still for Kohlhiesels Töchter/Kohlhiesel's Daughters (Ernst Lubitsch, 1920).
Sturdy and blond Henny Porten (1890-1960) was one of Germany's most important and popular film actresses of the silent cinema. She became the quintessence of German womanhood, ladylike yet kindhearted and a not a little petit bourgeois. She was also the producer of many of her own films.
If Weimar cinema had one film star, then it was Emil Jannings (1884-1950) for sure. He was a great actor in the silent era and won the first Oscar for Best Actor. Priceless are his performances as Louis XV in Lubitsch' Madame Dubarry (1919), as the doorman in Murnau's The Last Laugh (1924), the jealous acrobat in Dupont's Variety (1925) and the professor in Von Sternberg's The Blue Angel (1930). Too bad that during his later years he worked as a board member for the Ufa propaganda machine during the Third Reich.
For more postcards, a bio and clips check out our blog European Film Star Postcards.
I recently took more photos of the Silent Mary at different angles. Here it is compared in size to the Lego set released 2017. I estimate that my MOC has about 6,000 pieces, or close to 4,000 pieces more than the set.
This has been a year of many truly awful things.
A year so challenging and bleak that even on the most celebrated of holidays I look to the past. My memories reach back to times when life seemed simpler. To what stands out the most in my Christmases past memories.
And I come across a simple white candle with a round paper base trim to catch its drippings.
And a song.
Not sung in perfect harmony.
Nor perfect by any means.
But in my memory it’s the most beautiful song of all.
Silent Night.
I remember the cold winter nights, shuffling through the snow, trying not to slip or fall down a steep driveway on the short walk to Grace Church for the Christmas Eve Candlelight Service.
So many candles, so many years ago.
I remember, as a child, not the excitement of Christmas morning, the smells of the fresh baked homemade pies streaming down into my room awakening me to the sounds and joys of the season, but I keep thinking about standing in front of a wooden church pew holding a little white candle. Church lights off. Everyone singing Silent Night.
My mom’s little girl singing voice and that feeling of being one.
Being one with so many in understanding the gift that is Christ our Lord born this celebrated night.
The shepherds who walked through shifting sands and dunes. Guided by a star. Looking for a baby lying in a manager.
I remember those services. I remember the Schwab family.
Reverend Gerald Schwab delivering a string of memorable services so many Christmas Eves now passed.
I remember those nights and I look tonight and at this early Christmas morning and I am profoundly grateful, that in a year, a year with so much to be afraid of, I wasn’t afraid.
That in a year with so much to be angry about, I am not angry.
In a year with so many sick, dying and lost, I am not lost.
In a year when I am forced into a far greater solitude than I have ever faced before, I am not alone.
I am grateful, for holding those little white candles with the paper base. Singing silent night in a darkened church. Walking that walk home trying not to let that candle go out.
I am so profoundly grateful that I can still hear the echoes of those sermons, of those nights and of that feeling, that hope, that joy and that love are all possible through the birth of a savior who truly gives us hope when all hope should be lost and that loves unconditionally.
The memories of tight hugs and hand squeezes from my mom and dad at the end of a prayer before the lighting of the Christmas Candle.
Now something so simple as a touch seems like it was so many years ago.
I hope this Christmas anyone who reads this has the HOPE of LIFE in them.
That even though we are challenged, no matter what we are facing, we are SAVED and HEALED no matter which way the pendulum swings.
Earlier this year a young mother passed away. Her friends around her, her fight on this earth was done. Melinda Runcie said "She's healed now."
She was saved. She was healed. And those words are what I take with me and embody now.
No matter the outcome whether we walk and continue to walk across that shifting snowy sidewalk of life’s imperfections, trying not to slip on the steepest of icy and snowy driveways, we can still sit in that wooden pew of life, holding a small candle, feeling the warmth and love around us as we are passed a chance to hold a small spark with shimmering reflections cast upon those around us from the light of the world in front of us as we truly sing and embrace those words, on a truly Silent Night
oil on canvas
This is my first oil painting :)
i know it has so many mistakes .. but i'd like to share it with you ..
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The Silent Pool is a small tree-lined, spring-fed lake between Dorking and Guildford in Surrey.
Legend has it that a woodcutter who lived in the forest had a son and a beautiful daughter named Emma. One day she was bathing in the lake when she heard a horse and rider approaching and, having no time to get out and dress, she waded deeper to cover herself. The rider tried to get her to leave the water but she refused. He rode in after her and her cries for help brought her brother to her aid. Brother and sister drowned and their ghosts are said to haunt the lake and Emma is said to be seen floating on the water. Legend further has it that the rider was the future King John who succeeded his brother Richard to the throne in 1199.
No sign of any ghosts or floating damsels during my visit but it is a most beautiful and serene place.
MY Silent Hill Nurse Costume
Supplies I used: My Nurse Hat, Sharpies, A Lighter, My Dress, Brown, Black and Red Paint, Beige/Off-White Spray Paint, Coffee Gounds, Fake Blood (recipe included below), White Heels, White Stockings (two pair; control top) And A Whole Lotta Spanx.
So, every year my town holds an annual Zombie Walk. It's fun on a bun.
Last year, I just wore a blood covered hospital gown and did my own make-up. Pretty boring, huh? Well, this year I decided to up the anti! I wanted my costume to be scary but not too difficult to make and, since I'm a huge* fan of Konami's Silent Hill series, I thought what better place to start than a bobblehead nurse?
This is the first "cosplay" I've ever made. I say "cosplay" because it usually refers to anime which, though I have nothing against (seriously, you anime nuts are some of the sweetest people ever) I'm just into a lot of anime**.
Anyway, let's start at the top with our hat: The hat itself, I bought at Micheals***. It's a cheap, foam rubber kiddie nurse hat. See? The decals on it come right off.
So, to get the edges to look burned, I took a dark brown sharpie marker and drew around the brim and the top left and right corners. Then, to make an aged look, I took a lighter brown sharpie, marked on my fingers and rubbed them all over the hat. I did the same thing with the red. The burn marks are exactly that. Barely hold the lighter to the hat as this IS foam and WILL melt. Accentuate your burn marks with more dark brown sharpie and Viola!
Next, is our mask: Always the most time-consuming step. I used rigid wrap for the mask. YOU SHOULD USE PAPER MACHE'. Really speed is the only pro to using rigid wrap. Say, if you decide to make your mask the day of the con, you have it done and painted in about 4 hours. Other than that, it's messy and it flakes EVERYWHERE. It WILL get your hair and EYES. If you're not pressed for time, go with paper mache'. Much easier AND chaper to make, easier to paint, and more comfortable to wear. And NO FLAKING. But, if you're going to use ridgid wrap, here's how I did it. I took one of those styrofoam head forms that they use for wigs and measured my head. You need to do this to see how much aluminium foil you need to put on your form. Like, the form is 20 inches around. My head is, 24 inch around. So, I make sure the aluminium goes out to 24 inches. Then, you coat that bad boy (or girl?) in your rigid wrap. There are instructions on the box for how to use it. Make sure you have some deep grooves and creases. That way, when you go to paint it, it will look like gash wounds. That's what we want.
After it dries, get some off-white beigey spray paint and cover the whole head. Then, take your black paint first and get it deep into the grooves you've made. After that, your dark brown and, finally, your red. Let that baby dry and Viola!
On to the dress. You should make the dress yourself. Or buy the cheaper lab coat offline and modify it. Much like everything else, I got all ghetto and lazy on this and bought a Leg Avenue nurse dress. Ya' know the kind you're supposed to wear for your boyfriend or husband or girlfriend or whateves. I don't descriminate. But, yeah, this dress should pretty much be for sexy time only. It didn't dye worth a shit with the tea. I ended up having to rub coffee grounds into it and it was a huge mess. After that, I used a little paint and little sharpie and singed a few places. The blood is my own classic recipe (Karo syrup + red food coloring and a little water). I also took out the hem at the bottom. FYI.
The shoes: I didn't do much to the shoes because really, there isn't much I can do. They're real leather so, unless I want to shell out for some leather dye, all I can do is rub some brown paint on them to make them look a little scuffed and fling some my the blood on them.
Now, put on your stockings and you're pretty much ready to go! I hope this isn't too bad for my first try. I'll say it again because it is important, this is my first try, I am not a cosplayer, I can't sew to save my life, I'd would probably follow another tutorial. I found this one very helpful.
Thanks, everybody! Let me know what you think!
*Any and all weight jokes with be met with a swift and painful death.
**Exceptions: Ebichu and Cromartie High
***My local craft store of choice. What's yours!?
I would like to DEARLY thank the Spanx comapny. Without you, this cotume would not be possible...really. Thank you.
I'm not sure if Pyramid Head was set to rise up from the depths, but there was some serious lighting aimed at the lake.
Silent Hill: Revelation 3D movie set
Cherry Beach, Toronto
Anything but silent at the time but Im pretty happy with this. No photoshop and no ND grad filter. Just a little Lr tweakin' and some thought put in before hand.
Suprised that that technique actually worked though - iso100 for the most dynamic range possible, a small apeture for low contrast and then meter more biased towards the ground than the sky. That'll make it a little too bright with little darks but you then pull them back with the blacks slider in Lr which pulls in the contrast and saturation in one sweep. Then throw in some recovery to bring more detail into the sky until it balances out.
Kinda postcard-y don't you think though? :-/ Don't got bokeh or lens-flare either.. I guess its a fail then :P