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The abandoned honey factory, and theme park has seen some vandalism. The side entry doors and windows where completely shattered.
Smashed Sea Defences & A WW2 Pillbox Lay Upside Down On Happisburgh Beach After Having The Cliff It Was Built To Defend Washed Away Beneath It.
A negative photogram created by items placed on light-sensative paper and being exposed to light in a dark room.
V-Club 2-Monatsthema "Vergänglichkeit"
V-Club 2-month theme “Transience”
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Well, I haven't really but my wife may "smash" some potatoes into mashed potatoes, later!
Stay Safe Everyone!
Flickr Lounge - Weekly Theme (Week 16) ~ Home Utensils ...
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Smashed avocado made by myself in lockdown, trying to venture into food photography and learning as I go.
Yeah, this has probably happened to you. You're pushing a couple of bricks together, the MOC buckles, and the bricks fly everywhere.
Leica M2
Voigtlander 35mm f/1.4 Nokton II MC (yellow filter)
Fomapan 100 in Fomadon LQR (1:10 for 5 min)
-- First time using this developer. Try 1:14 dilution next time.
97 - Unwanted, for 117 pictures in 2017
Flattened cars on a tractor trailer, taking their last trip down an Indiana highway.
..::LOG ENTRY 17.4::..
Corellia.
Durge. I'd never faced him, but the stories told of him are a Clone's worst nightmare. Furthermore, the sewers are playing havoc with our communications equipment.
"Lieutenant, These guys are still alive!" came Easys voice. I could see the Durge's silhouette from the storm drain get larger and larger. We were running out of time. Squads of fully trained ARC troopers have failed to bring Durge down, what chance do I have against this beast with a squad of rookies!.
I moved back to Reaper squads position and knelt down by the injured troopers they'd found. It was the remains of Spectre squad, they'd be sent to find Alpha-19, just like we had.
We have no heavy ordnance, nothing that would touch Durge if the stories were to be believed and we have no detonators left. This is a suicide mission.
"Listen up squad! Take the injured and get out of here. Get a message back to command. Make sure they know where Durge is and get some ordnance down here to deal with him! Go. NOW!"
"But...." started the entire squad.
"I SAID NOW!"
Hesitantly, Reaper squad helped up the remnants of Spectre squad and headed to the surface. I turned and headed back towards Durge. Hopefully I'll buy them enough time."
As I entered the storm drain, it was clear to see that the rumours were true, Durge was huge and easily towered over me. Without hesitation, I open fired. The blasts just deflected off his armour, and those that hit him did little good. He just continued to walk toward me.
His walk became a run and he charged at me with inhuman speed. I continued to fire shot after shot at him. As he was about to collide with me I dived to one side, but he was ready. He reached out with a tree-like limb and delivered a blow to my helmet sending me crashing into the ground. I quickly got to my feet, something was wrong. I felt no pain, but my vision was blurred and I could feel the drips of blood run down my nose, I felt the dent in my helmet on my cheek, and my visor had been smashed clean of the helmet.
Trying to regain my senses, I tried to turn to face the monster, but my feet couldn't feel the ground. Looking down, I realised I was being held in the air. I couldn't feel the pressure of Durges hand on the back of my neck. He launched me into the air. I hit the wall of the drain and smashed into the floor once more. A sharp pain shot through my leg as I tried to stand up. Something was broken.
At this point, I had no clue what was going on. I turned to try and get my bearings, but I couldn't see in the murk of the sewer. I heard a voice mutter, "impressive" and it was swiftly followed by a heavy impact to my chest that sent me into the wall for a second time. I fell, face first into the ground. This was it, the end of the war for me.
I could make out muffled voices coming from the entrance to the storm drain. I tried to look up. Even through the haze, I could pick out the white armour of my brothers. The republic was here!
From the cover of the entrance, several clones lay down covering fire. The beast that was Durge seemed to instantly forget I was there as he disappeared in a volley of fire. The troopers were covering my escape, but I couldn't move.
No, I was wrong. They weren't covering me.
A clone trooper had made a break from cover down the far side of the storm drain. With renewed hope, the adrenaline started to pump through my body again, lifting the haze slightly. That was no random trooper, that was Trigger!
Trigger dived toward a prone ARC Trooper while Durge continued to recoil from the heavy volley of fire. As Trigger reached the trooper, he reached down and scooped up the dead troopers RPS-6. Hoisting the rocket launcher onto his shoulder, and barely with time to aim, he fired a rocket straight at the retreating beast. I couldn't make out what happened to Durge. Reaper squad and Spectre squad continued to cover Triggers reload. Trigger hoisted up the rocket launcher once more and fired a second time. My head span, and I blacked out.
..::END ENTRY::..
Cage woke up in the medical bay on an un-comfy cot. A trooper I recognised from Spectre squad sat on a stool at the far end of the cot.
"Ah, you're awake boss!"
"Boss?"
"That's right. The remains of Spectre squad have been assigned to you. Sergeant Deano, at your service Boss" Deano extended his hand for a handshake, but quickly pulled it back seeing Cage was a little too rough to move.
Cage was visibly panicked.
"Where is Reaper Squad?"
"Oh, don't you worry about those guys. They were the only guys who faced Durge and aren't in the medical bay. We owe them our lives. How are you feeling?"
"Rough. Better knowing Reaper Squad are ok. They really came out unscathed?"
"Yeah, your boy Trigger drove Durge back. We dragged your sorry behind up and got the hell outta there! What was it Bench said? That's it. 'We all go home, or nobody goes home!'. Bench practically dragged us back for you."
"They disobeyed orders...."
".... They saved your life! And several other troopers too. For rookies, they really showed the seppies that we are made of sterner stuff! I know you thought you were protecting them, trying to stop command from wasting lives of good clones, but this is what we were made for. The moment Bench learned that we had taken a rocket launcher with us, he insisted we could help you. And he was right. I know you're a 'by the book' kinda guy, but you can't protect your squad from commands decisions. Just trust that Reaper squad are capable clones and use them sensibly instead of sending them out the way."
Cage pondered Deanos words. He remembered Spectre squad was lead by ARC Captain Nate, he had trained with Nate when he joined the ranks of the ARC Troopers.
"What happened to Nate?"
"He didn't make it, that's why we were assigned to you. But your 'rookies' did what the rest of us couldn't and held back Durge. I think it's time you stopped calling them rookies. I'm going to go tell the staff you're awake."
Deano moved to leave and stopped at the door, he turned back.
"Oh, and one more thing. You're going to need new armour, the last set you had was shattered into splinters."
He left the room.
Cage pondered for a moment and then muttered to himself.
"Well if command aren't going to protect us, then maybe I shouldn't do things 'by the book' anymore."
Location: Beelitz Heilstätten Chirugie
Bearbeitung: Jürgen Krall Photography
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A reflection of a tower block in a broken mirror.
Slightly tweaked.
Much better on black or large please xx
Photographed on at Puerto Egas on Santiago Island, Galapagos Island, Ecuador
Day 4 of the Galápagos trip
These beautifully-colored crabs stood out dramatically against the black volcanic reefs upon which they were seen. Naturally, this being the Galápagos, where wildlife is protected and one is cautioned to keep a distance from the birds and animals, I had no reason to understand where they may have gotten the nickname, "Sally Lightfoot". But the comments from Wikipedia below, apparently made by John Steinbeck, gives clarity to the name. :-)
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From Wikipedia:
Ecology and behaviour-
This crab lives amongst the rocks at the often turbulent, windy shore, just above the limit of the sea spray. It feeds on algae primarily, sometimes sampling other plant matter and dead animals. It is an agile crab, capable of leaping, and consequently hard to catch. Not considered very edible by humans, it is used as bait by fishermen. It is preyed upon by the Chain moray eel Echidna catenata.
G. grapsus has been observed in an apparent cleaning symbiosis taking ticks from marine iguanas on the Galápagos Islands.
Grapsus grapsus was collected by Charles Darwin during his voyages on HMS Beagle, and also by the first comprehensive study of the fauna of the Gulf of California, carried out by Ed Ricketts, together with John Steinbeck and others. Steinbeck records:
Many people have spoken at length of the Sally Lightfoots. In fact, everyone who has seen them has been delighted with them. The very name they are called by reflects the delight of the name. These little crabs, with brilliant cloisonné carapaces, walk on their tiptoes, They have remarkable eyes and an extremely fast reaction time. In spite of the fact that they swarm on the rocks at the Cape [San Lucas], and to a less degree inside the Gulf [of California], they are exceedingly hard to catch. They seem to be able to run in any of four directions; but more than this, perhaps because of their rapid reaction time, they appear to read the mind of their hunter. They escape the long-handled net, anticipating from what direction it is coming. If you walk slowly, they move slowly ahead of you in droves. If you hurry, they hurry. When you plunge at them, they seem to disappear in a puff of blue smoke—at any rate, they disappear. It is impossible to creep up on them. They are very beautiful, with clear brilliant colors, red and blues and warm browns.
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Man reacts peculiarly but consistently in his relationship with Sally Lightfoot. His tendency eventually is to scream curses, to hurl himself at them, and to come up foaming with rage and bruised all over his chest. Thus, Tiny, leaping forward, slipped and fell and hurt his arm. He never forgot nor forgave his enemy. From then on he attacked Lightfoots by every foul means he could contrive and a training in Monterey street fighting has equipped him well for this kind of battle). He hurled rocks at them; he smashed at them with boards; and he even considered poisoning them. Eventually we did catch a few Sallys, but we think they were the halt and the blind, the simpletons of their species. With reasonably well-balanced and non-neurotic Lightfoots we stood no chance.
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Free for you to use in textures for layers:
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(Please refer back to my photostream when using this texture, it'd be great to see the results).
This was painted on a flattened out and abandoned, rusty can that I found in Detroit's Eastern Market Yard (aka the dequindre cut) back in the day when writers still hungout down there and painted on a daily basis. The pea/agitator is ripping through the side at the top of my D. I colored it green.
After foregoing my afternoon break and smashing out my job sheet at work I was able to leave early to catch these two on a Jolly to Plymouth,20189 and 20205 working the 5V16 Derby to Plymouth Loram Jolly.
I had to shoot a new promo for Source magazine today, and took a bit of a gamble on a Black and White cover. This is Evil Nine, you need to maybe watch the video for their new track They Live
uk.youtube.com/watch?v=-nVplcJTtY0
to get some of the overtly heavyhanded imagery in the shot.... then like me spend hours reliving the glories of Roddy Piper on Youtube "They Live" Clips. If your interested there were 4 lights on this, plus the lightbulb. No real post..... (oh and the wires/names idea was matts- but i just stole it when he wasnt looking)