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Mirades a l'horitzó, asseguts sobre un penya-segat que duu a la mar més cristal·lina, desestabilitzats per la tramuntana, però sense clucar els ulls ni un segon....
Paris, Père Lachaise pt. II
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Pete Steele ha mort, sense haver-los vist en directe i havent deixant temassos que em van acompanyar fa anys, com aquests dos pous de tenebres i melancolia...
Love you to Death: open.spotify.com/track/58RDwkonFMOkoytBtIQetc
Magpies (Pica pica) are small crows, mainly black, with a white belly and white patches on the shoulders and wings, and a long tail. They are omnivorous, feeding on carrion, invertebrates, and chicks and eggs. Widespread, but absent from the north of Scotland, Magpies are sociable birds and are often seen 'chattering' noisily in small groups across many habitats, from gardens to parks, and heaths to hedges. During spring, the males help the females to build nests by bringing materials which they then arrange. They are famous for collecting all kinds of objects, particularly anything shiny, to decorate the nest.
Konstantin was a military officer but was discharged for "riotous behaviour".
Candid street shot, Exeter, Devon,UK.
When planning a trip out to Zion with my friends, I wanted to show them around some of my favorite places in the park. The Subway was one of those places I knew I wanted to revisit and I was hoping to bring my friends along to share the experience.
Luckily I was able to snag a permit right between a window of rain. Hiking the Subway can be challenging and you definitely should check with the visitor center's weather forecast. Flash flooding in these canyons can be very dangerous.
On my first visit to the Subway in March 2017, conditions were not ideal for photography. The trees were bare, water levels were very high, and walking in that spring runoff was very cold on my feet.
I am lucky I was able to visit the Subway in the fall with some friends. It was much better condition wise for photography and for bringing some friends hiking.
Zion National Park, Utah
October 2021
Last shot that I will post about this session, thanks for the previous comments!
Sooc (blue gel on bare flash bouncing on the ceiling)
((IC Capture from an IC roleplay. A brothers sorrow.))
Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.
And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears.
And how else can it be?
The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.
Is not the cup that hold your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter's oven?
And is not the lute that soothes your spirit, the very wood that was hollowed with knives?
When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy.
When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.
Some of you say, "Joy is greater than sorrow," and others say, "Nay, sorrow is the greater."
But I say unto you, they are inseparable.
Together they come, and when one sits alone with you at your board, remember that the other is asleep upon your bed.
Verily you are suspended like scales between your sorrow and your joy.
Only when you are empty are you at standstill and balanced.
When the treasure-keeper lifts you to weigh his gold and his silver, needs must your joy or your sorrow rise or fall.
This life feels like a mixture that is hard to swallow. Many times in our life we are faced head on with grief, sorrow, and pain and there is no way around it. This past season has had many beautiful moments, but also many sorrowful ones. I miss my Grandpa Larry very much, he passed away back in January, but that does not make the pain less in July. It is hard some days to go through life normally because he was such a significant part of it. I miss him and my heart aches as the world continues to decay and so does my body with my health. But I must call to mind and remember that Jesus is coming soon and every wrong will be made right and every tear of sadness and sorrow will be wiped away!
Would you know my name
If I saw you in heaven?
Would it be the same
If I saw you in heaven?
I must be strong
And carry on,
'Cause I know I don't belong
Here in heaven.
Would you hold my hand
If I saw you in heaven?
Would you help me stand
If I saw you in heaven?
I'll find my way
Through night and day,
'Cause I know I just can't stay
Here in heaven.
Time can bring you down,
Time can bend your knees.
Time can break your heart,
Have you begging please, begging please.
Beyond the door,
There's peace I'm sure,
And I know there'll be no more
Tears in heaven.
Would you know my name
If I saw you in heaven?
Would it be the same
If I saw you in heaven?
I must be strong
And carry on,
'Cause I know I don't belong
Here in heaven.....
Airgaed Ravens
Photographer: B. Ravens
Photo taken at Ravens Studio
Editing Ravens Photography
Sam Smith Show
www.youtube.com/watch?v=H1hDzq98WIY
I had struggled for decades coming to terms that being Bigendered was not a flaw, but a beautiful part of who I am. I can celebrate both aspects male and female without remorse. " To sit with sorrow' truly sets you free. I've learned to love me more.
Comes crashing into me like tidal waves, drowning me in a sea of tears.
Picking up the pieces and trying to find a new 'normal' cuz I know that I'll never be the same.
Hair by Truth
Make up by Avenge
Dress by Addams
Tattoo by Isuka
Shoes by Empire
Pose and rose prop by Le Poppycock
Customizeable Headstone by oOo Studio
The faint fragrance stays when the wind is gone,The bitter sorrow remains when the blossom falls,I breathe the last fragrance,I miss the last blooming,I stay with you in my way,I love you in my way,Love is shapeless,But the loneliness lasts forever.
“Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.”
― William Shakespeare, Macbeth
Mount Royal cemetery in Montreal. There are some beautiful monuments there. I took this a few years ago but processed it only recently using Nix Silver Effects...
I wish I had the name of the stone carver, it is his art that makes the photo...
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The pressures that make us unable to be anything but ourselves.
Sorrow is a kind of rust of the soul, which every new idea contributes in its passage to scour away. It is the putrefaction of stagnant life, and is remedied by exercise and motion.
Samuel Johnson (1709-1784), British author, lexicographer. repr. in Works of Samuel Johnson, vol. 3, eds. W.J. Bate and Albrecht B. Strauss (1969). Rambler (London, Aug. 28, 1750), no. 47.
Kallitype on HPR.
Dig neg.
Developed in Sodium Acetate (Henry Hall, incl a touch of tartaric acid).
No fix, just rinsed for a while.
Untoned.
And there'd soon be brighter days series
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She's fallen from grace
Somewhere in space
The twilight has come and there is no tomorrow
And night after day
She's driftin' away
And time is run out for our lady of sorrow
Lady don't you cry
This time you'll stay high
Lately when I've seen her
She would smile as if to say
That the worst was over
And there'd soon be brighter days
But I'm wonderin', I'm wonderin'
She goes to the door
And ask just once more
She gives everything she could beg, steal or borrow
And each time is her last
But time moves too fast
And time has run out for our lady of sorrow
Lady don't you frown
This time you won't come down
Just today I watched them as
They carried her away
And I can only hope that she
Has found a brighter day
But I'm wonderin', I'm wonderin'
Had there been someone near to care what then?
(Our Lady Of Sorrow, Bread, 1977)
Taken in Venice... in a very rainy day! (...I could not effort to make more pic...I felt to sad)...here a poetry which fits...in my opinion...
JOY AND SORROW
....Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.
And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears.
And how else can it be?
The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.
Is not the cup that hold your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter's oven?
And is not the lute that soothes your spirit, the very wood that was hollowed with knives?
When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy.
When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.
Some of you say, 'Joy is greater than sorrow,' and others say, 'Nay, sorrow is the greater.'
But I say unto you, they are inseparable.
Together they come, and when one sits alone with you at your board, remember that the other is asleep upon your bed.
Verily you are suspended like scales between your sorrow and your joy.
Only when you are empty are you at standstill and balanced.................
Kahlil Gibran
Arriving far too late the centaur spellcaster drops their spell focus orb and grieves the loss of their fallen friend.
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Does Mount Sorrow Look Sorrowful?
Mount Sorrow from the Daintree Research Observatory.
110mm lens on Phase One XF 100MP, 50 seconds @ f7.1, ISO 50.
I'm just back from an engrossing week in the Daintree Rainforest, spent with Australian professor and doctor of photography, Les Walkling. And I mustn't forget Les's workshop partners, John and Pam de Rooy who host Les's famous Orpheus Island printing workshop, and assisting photographer Andrey Walkling.
The week was spent with 12 photographers and our own chefs and support crew at the Daintree Research Observatory, just out of telephone signal range and built to host university researchers. There was an expansive seminar and work room for our deliberations, a hospitality area that was well frequented and comfortable dormitory style accommodation. And within a half an hour drive was a host of different photography locations, from crocodile cruises, mangrove walks, ocean beaches and the rainforest itself. There's even a crane for providing a unique bird's eye view of the rainforest canopy.
However, this workshop was different. Instead of spending most of our time taking photographs, we talked about them. Instead of spending most of our time learning how to apply a curve in Photoshop, we learnt when and why to apply them. While technique was definitely an important component, the priority was to take participants to the next stage in their journey as photographers.
It was the art of photography.
And it lasted for seven, information packed days and while I was a co-presenter, I had one of the best educational experiences of my life. Les was in fine form, taking us from modernism to formalism and beyond, explaining how the contemporary art world sees photography and how the best exponents work. We received exclusive insights into both theory and technique, but in a practical way that allowed us to return with concepts and ideas that we can put into practice. I have a notebook full of ideas to work on and directions to take in the future.
The photograph above features the enigmatic Mount Sorrow which was shrouded in low cloud for much of our workshop. We could sit and watch it while eating our meals and I am sure everyone photographed and took videos of it as the clouds curled around its upper reaches.
This is a 50 second exposure during which time the tree-covered mountain was gently blurred by the swaying leaves. It uses a few technical aspects picked up at the workshop (some luminosity compensatory layers) and some ideas gleaned from the world of art.
But I hope the most important thought that participants took away was that it's very difficult to make everyone in the world happy with your photography, so really the best approach is to make yourself happy first. Of course, this doesn't mean working in isolation or disregarding other disciplines and genres, rather acknowledging that photography as an art form is personal - and that means it's up to you!
If you'd like to join Tony Hewitt and I on an exclusive five day photography art workshop next month (15-20 June) in New Zealand, there is just one place left - meaning a maximum of four students and two AIPP Grand Masters of Photography as leaders.Check out our Middlehurst brochure here. issuu.com/workingpro/docs/middlehurst