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antique venetian beads
macro mondays theme jewelry
Trade beads (sometimes called aggry and slave beads) were otherwise decorative glass beads used between the 16th and 20th century as a token money to exchange for goods, services and slaves (hence the name). Trade beads were used to African resources by early Europeans. This included African slave trade. The beads were integrated in Native American jewelry using various beadwork techniques.
From my favourite window dresser - the glossy red horse in the window, Sydney CBD (Christmas 2017).
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This is a macro view of plastic trinket Charles Needle brought to our workshop. The coating reflected different colors depending on the angle of view.
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i took these photographs of the bee and the very small insects today on the firetrail ..
the insects, which looked a bit like miniature robberflies, were very very small, about 2mm or 1/8" .. they might be hoverflies .. not sure ..
i've combined the photograph of the bee and the small insects .. one of the insects i duplicated and flipped horizontally ..
details of the processing & original photographs can be found at dpchallenge ..
Press L and then F11 for a large view -
an absolute must to fully enjoy this picture!
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Really don't know where did I get this little wooden turtle and how fast it is.,
Just like I really don't get why so fast my birthdays are coming, how years are passing by me so cruel ?
Yes, its my birthday again, sweet 39 lol
YAY for my birthday time !
GOSH . Happy birthday to me! :)
p.s. be back later ;)
MacroMondays experiment
#GamesOrGamePieces
shooting marbles
Lumix FZ2000 with Polaroid 250D achromatic CloseUp-Lens
size of the object is 15mm
When you focus close to your heart you may find surprising beauties even in mundane elements. That’s magic of life. You have showed that to us again and again.
You are a great magician.
Happy Birthday Dear Aftab.
Have a wonderful day and an interesting life ahead, my friend.
It's March 27 at New Zealand now. That means celebration time has begun!
Congrats to all of you who visited, commented, faved this post. It's you who got EXPLORE-d.
The smell of earth after the rain.
There is a magical world on the forest floor that gets ignored by those who walk through it.
I literally lost track of time exploring this small section of the forest on the creek bank.
this is a Long legged fly (Family Dolichopodidae) .. he was very very small, probably a bit more than 1/8" or 3mm body length ..
The beautiful male FAMILIAR BLUET DAMSELFLY with lunch (best I can make out, it's a deer fly--in which case, I'm extra thankful for his lunch too!) 😉
Keep in mind these guys are literally about 1 1/2" long with an extremely skinny abdomen. They're hard to spot even when standing directly over one that's perched. While I was shooting him, and many others over days, I couldn't even see that he was eating!
This nun was all smiles and joy and was a pleasure to look at - all in all you don't happen to see many happy people in the street nowadays... then I realized she was so happy because her bus had just shown up on the corner of the road.
I couldn't help taking this photo as a reminder to self to be happy for all small things,.
Nun ist Calle am Haus von César Manrique angekommen. Er ist gespannt zusehen was der Künstler hier geschaffen hat
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Now Calle has arrived at the home of César Manrique. He is watching what this famous artist created here.
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Today I'm wearing a little treat I gave myself from small things designs. Teresa Robinson makes beautiful hand-crafted jewelry in her Portland studio.
Fotostack aus 99 Aufnahmen per Auto Focus-Bracketing mit Lumix FZ2000 und SMC Pentax CloseUp S56 - verarbeitet mit "FOCUS Projekts professional"
Die erreichbare Schärfentiefe ist der Hammer - macht echt Laune ;-)
Last year I was helping out at an orphanage in Sucre, Bolivia. On my first visit I was taken aback that their playing yard (a communal driveway) was littered with broken glass, but for many people in Bolivia this is probably just a normality. They nicknamed me 'El Cristo' and we played baseball with the only equipment they had; a flattened Coke bottle and a tennis ball. My little friend here had a bit of trouble on his feet and connecting with the ball, but it didn't faze him at all. A flattened bit of plastic, something that most disregard as rubbish certainly made his day. When I was only a little older than my friend here, my Dad said that sometimes the happiest people in the world have next to nothing. This certainly rang true in Sucre.