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Actress Ali Stroker speaks to a full house at Wagner College, including students from Lifestyles for the Disabled.
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We were actually heading back when Priscilla exclaimed excitedly that we should stop at the next available spot. This was our fifth night and we had agree upon that we wouldn't stop the car to shoot the aurora if it was weak, so I knew it must be something huge for her to ask me to pull over.
Thankfully, we managed to find an empty jetty to view the amazing show and it was the best display from our trip!
We probably would not have caught this had our car not crashed into the ditch, causing us to wait for an hour in a stranger's cabin for the tractor man to come and save us, and hence delaying our hunt for night. So I guess every cloud has a silver lining!
We spent a few hours at Graves Park in Sheffield this morning with Edie..
The animal farm there is well worth a visit and Edie loved petting and feeding the animals..
I'll never get tired of the endless pools of unbelievably blue water on Kluane's glaciers. There's just so much subtlety when examined closely!
In rivers, the water that you touch is the last of what has passed and the first of that which comes; so with present time.
-Leonardo da Vinci, painter, engineer, musician, and scientist (1452-1519)
PS this image is of the sun in the Kowie river. I was standing on the jetty and looked into the water, saw the sun behind the clouds reflected in the water and ran for the camera. The ripple was a complete bonus. Was a good day for reflections. Thank you so much for your kind interest in this image.
I have no idea what plant this is... sort of strange!
Photographed at Flamingo Gardens (I'll have to go back to find out its name).
It was only the night before that I was amazed by this sky so full of beautiful twinkling stars. It is now early dawn, the stars have disappeared, the air is refreshing, and it is silent all around me. Gradually the first traces of color start to appear in the clear sky... like some simple paint strokes.
Taken during a visit to Lake Tekapo, South Island, New Zealand
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The awesome power of an eight on the river - sculling, training.
Uncropped, straight out of the camera (RAW conversion only)
I think I've mentioned a few times on here that I've "inherited" thousands of my late father's prints and slides. It would be impossible to retain them all so its a tough job going through every single one of them and deciding what to keep and what not to keep. My methodology is pretty much - if its got a family member on - it stays.
If its got a place that probably (or does) look different now because of fashion styles, surroundings or vehicles and can be used as some sort of comparison, then its staying - at least for now.
I was going to use the word "depressing" but its not that - these are my parents travelling the world and having a great time. Its definitely "saddening" though - all that cost, time and memories. They were all mounted in albums (remember those?) and the backs of the prints were meticulously written on (lightly) in pen with location, date etc - and sometimes the camera they were taken with - and the film used.
I found this earlier. Being a "two stroke lover" (- no, not that kind of two stroke lover - now that would be depressing lol), this one is definitely staying. Taken in Loule (wherever that is) in 1981.
I'm struggling to recognise many (erm...more to the point - any) of the bikes in this photo which is probably quite unusual for me. I only really know of one Portuguese motorcycle manufacturer - Casal - but I can't read the names or know the badges. There does seem to be at least one Honda in there. Theres a curious little 'cafe racer' with some very narrow "clip -on" handlebars towards the back.
I think theres something rather wonderful about living in a hot climate and using little two stroke motorcycles as daily transport. And using wooden crates and wicker shopping bags for what they now call "luggage systems" and not thinking that some thieving blighter would steal your crash helmet whilst you are sipping an Espresso in the town square.
What isn't so wonderful is wondering how you get your bike out when its time to go home ;-)
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Actress Ali Stroker speaks to a full house at Wagner College, including students from Lifestyles for the Disabled.
Derry/Londonderry is sometimes referred to as Stroke City, because the names Londonderry and Derry are often written together, separated by a stroke.
Found this while digging through my ‘back catalog.’ From January of 2019. Digital painting with Apple Pencil, iPad Pro, and ProCreate.
I enjoy seeing the brush strokes in museum paintings. They make the painting so much more present to me, as opposed to seeing a reproduction in a book or poster or online.
It’s amazing, though, how the lighting in the museum enabled me to bring out those brush strokes, even in this little amateur photograph! (Especially at larger sizes)
Vincent van Gogh (1853-1890), Vieux Paysan (1888), oil on canvas, 25¼ x 21½ in. (.64 x .55m)
This is a three exposure handheld hdr of a Ford Mustang with a 347 Stroker kit added to the engine. This is my second attempt at an oob image. I spent several hours on this late one night and just before I finished Photoshop closed unexpectedly. I lost it all! I started from scratch and redid the image. I think it was worth it.
Lesson here: Back up your work as you go along!! Have a fabulous weekend my friends!