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Hi my friends, I have (more or less) succeeded in processing a new bracketing from the last Summer. It is part of a small series I have rather hurriedly (and breathlessly) taken at sunset by pure chance - it involved running with all my equipment up a trail in the woods to reach the Laral pastures, where the woods leave room to sweet rolling fields and the sky opens wide upon you.
I have tried to get the best from this bracketing, but I have mixed feelings about it. From a technical point of view it has a lot of drawbacks - maybe because of my slightly hypoxic brain at the time of shooting. But I loved the moment so, after having edited and re-edited, and re-edited again from scratch the whole scene, I have decided to give it a chance.
I cannot tell in any intelliglble way the emotional side of that fleeting moment (just the afterglow of a marvelous sunset), but I felt that the universe was embracing me. I was a leaf in the stream of creation* - a whisper in the breath of the universe.
* Courtesy of the gentle friend of mine, Dirk Gently (Doug, we miss you!)
I have obtained this picture by blending an exposure bracketing [-1.3/0/+1.3 EV] by luminosity masks in the Gimp (EXIF data, as usual, refer to the "normal exposure" shot), then I added some final touches with Nik Color Efex Pro 4. Raw files has been processed with Darktable.
Since I wanted to render much better those delicate streaks of clouds, I used a little trick involving a very contrasted bw version of the scene ;-)
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look #1 for my wizarding faire series!
wizarding faire opens on the 12th of July!
Wishing everyone a very Happy New Year!! Hoping that 2017 will be a better year for everyone with more equality, diversity, tolerance and love. We must maintain our positivity and never let go of our desire to give all people a chance for a good education, the ability to earn a decent salary and maintain a family.
All people should have the right to have a country and a home to call their own. We need to be more sharing and caring and find ways to help one another succeed. We don't need an overabundance of selfish wealth which finds self-serving loopholes. Money is not God! Love is the answer and can be found. Let's hope, beyond hope that this all starts in 2017!
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“He succeeded in being considered totally uninteresting. People left him alone. And that was all he wanted.” –Patrick Suskind, Perfume: The Story of a Murderer
A phenomenal book, and a prime example of how not every book can, or should, be made into a film. My two cents.
Yesterday's visit by Storm Arwen found one photographer in Cornwall doing two things he wouldn't usually dream of. Firstly, he set out without his tripod, intentionally at that, and secondly he was in the car by noon, hours before sunset even at this time of year. It was the beginning of a strange and exhilarating couple of hours in the company of the storm.
I almost always head for Portreath when the weather gets exciting, partly because it's so close to home, but also because it offers a couple of handily placed objects that always grab the attention here. If you look at the other shots in this album you'll see plenty of images of the famous Monkey Hut, rebuilt for no apparent reason other than as a seascape photography subject after the winter storms of 2014. It's less often that I train the lens on the megalith of Gull Rock, planted by giants in the middle of the sea a few hundred yards from the shoreline here. Wondering how big it is? Zoom into the top right hand corner and that herring gull will give you a better idea.
As you drive towards the coast on a day like this, you gradually sense the ramping up of the elements; trees sway ever more wildly as you approach your destination. You open and close the car doors with two hands, praying the wind doesn't rip them from you as you watch them smash into the side of the vehicle you park next to. From the main drag of the village you catch glimpses of the angry sea, with occasional columns of spray drifting towards you along the harbour front.
Yesterday I'd decided on an hour at most. I'd then go home and drink coffee as I pored over the results. I'd attached the 70-200, and at the very last moment popped the 100-400 into the bag as backup. As is so often the case, the moment I was ready to shoot, the sun disappeared, taking the contrast and what colours there were with it. I'd decided a fast shutter speed was important to what I wanted to achieve, hence the absence of the tripod, and taken the ISO to a place I usually prefer not to go to. As I pointed the camera towards the sea, a volley of foam flew towards me like snow, and throughout the episode I found myself continually turning my back to the scene to protect the camera. Almost immediately it became apparent that more reach was needed - it's always fun trying to change lenses in a storm, or at least so I feel when I'm not actually doing it. In the moments when I could shoot, I'd turn and face the sea, looking for big waves to focus on in rapid bursts.
A while passed and I decided I was done, so began my walk back to the car, only for the sunshine to return as I reached for the keys in my pocket. The prospect of coffee and brunch were deeply embedded in my conscious by now, but I reflected on what was almost certainly a poor collection of images on the SD card and turned around, hastening my stride back to the beach before the sun disappeared once more. Suddenly those dull waves were sporting glowing white crests; suddenly the scene had come alive. I set up by the breakwater once more, facing the regular blasts from flying sand and foam across the beach. I was joined by another photographer who was braving it with his Hasselblad film camera on a tripod, attempting the seemingly impossible with a long exposure. If you don't try, you don't succeed and nobody needs to know how many times you failed after all - even though we all do from our own experiences.
From time to time I'd move my focus from the sea, to the Monkey Hut, to Gull Rock, losing track of exactly how many exposures I'd made. Later on at home I recoiled in horror at the number of shots I'd have to sift through - 582 times I'd clicked the shutter in this briefest of outings. A serious cull was needed and before I'd even downloaded them onto the PC I'd reduced that number to 460. Of those, 285 were taken before the half time oranges in the dull light So I disregarded them completely and downloaded just 175, eventually refining my selection to 74. It's so much easier going out to shoot a calm sea with a big ND filter because there's only time to take a handful of shots. 74 is still enough to cause a lot of confusion.
As I looked more closely at the final selection, two things became clear. Firstly, I should have taken the tripod. Those waves really could have been a bit sharper and I struggle to focus my handheld shots with such a big focal length. Answers on a postcard please. Secondly, it seems that a sorcerer, lit up by the sun and almost 100 feet tall lives in the sea beside Gull Rock. Can you see his pointy hat and his long nose? It's worth coming here in a storm just to see what shapes those enormous plumes develop for fleeing seconds as the waves crash into the rock. There will be plenty more shapes in the coming months as the sorcerer contorts and bends his form in the winter storms that are yet to batter the coast here.
"If at first you don't succeed, try, try again." - Unknown
Boy, was this ever a challenge for me. For a few weeks now I have been thinking about, researching and practicing how to photograph frozen soap bubbles. It is an activity that can frustrate you big time or get you thinking hard about how to resolve problems. I failed so many times but I was determined to figure it out. To make things more challenging, I was dependent on the weather. I needed to have cold enough temps which we haven't had much of this winter. When the temps did dip down to -12, I was so lucky to get the sun in my favour. It is what created the light in this image and it brought out the colours in the ice crystals. I shot this from my front porch which means I could sneak into the house from time to time to warm up my fingers and check my images before going out again. I am sure my neighbours think I've gone nuts or that I am spying on them with my camera! For me, this was a fun challenge that I could do at home.
1958 Buick Special Convertible.
For 1957 Buick succeeded in keeping their image prestige in the mind of buyers, despite the Special low-priced line starting at only $2,596, a mere $358 more than a Chevrolet Bel Air. For the money, the Buick was a lot more than 15% “more car” than the Chevy or similar Ford. Looks sell, though, and the ’57 Ford was all-new and looked it. The Buick was all-new but looked like a 1956 that had been improved, and that’s exactly what it was.
The 1958 Buick had been planned as much as three years ahead, and rarely did GM’s head design teams headed up by Harley Earl miss the bullseye, but they did in ’58. The new Buick was massive looking, and massive in dimensions. It was vastly improved even over the ‘57’s, with the Special having a new optional Triple-Turbine automatic (or regular Twin-Turbine, which was the prior Dynaflow re-named) attached to the same 364 V-8 of 250 hp. The cars weighed about an extra 100 pounds this year.
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It can happen to anyone, from any walk of life.
20 years ago I had a career that I was incredibly proud of, saving lives, I had a home, mortgage, car and disposable income. I was confident and, even though I hate to blow my own trumpet, I was incredibly good at the work that I did.
I was, however, bullied, harassed, abused, belittled and ostracised by management and many colleagues in a toxic environment where this behaviour had spread like a cancer. This went on daily for 13 years. I thought that I was 'ignoring' it and just knuckling down in my work. I didn't know, until it was too late, that this was damaging both my physical and mental health.
After some time off due to a stress breakdown I returned and the bullying turned into a witch hunt. They succeeded. My mental and physical health had been destroyed. I was wrongly advised to resign by a union that had representatives embedded in management. I was too unwell to pursue any means of recompense.
Losing my career lead to my first Takotsubo Cardiomyopathy attack. This one was nearly fatal.
I have suffered from Complex Post-traumatic Stress Disorder (CPTSD) for at least 20 years as a direct result of this. Only finally receiving help for the condition last year after years of medical denial because the establishment at the time did not understand the connection between non-life threatening instances and PTSD despite mounting evidence. Thankfully it is much better understood today.
The bullies took my career, my confidence, my identity, my physical health, my mental health and now they have taken my relationship and my home. My ex being unable to cope with my PTSD and reacting to it in a way that was making it worse in a cycle that just destroyed our relationship.
Now, unable to work and unable to claim benefits for the moment, unwell, terrified and struggling at times to cope with basic life things, I am facing this horrendous situation that is so daunting there are times that my thoughts go to a very dark place.
I never imagined any of this would happen to me. I was on top of the world back in the early 2000s. The best time of my entire life.
Maybe I deserved this. Maybe I did something terrible in a former life. I don't know. I can't make sense of it.
I don't want to give up just yet. I want to fight back. I just have so little actual physical support. PTSD can cause isolation. Distrust. Withdrawal.
I have lost my few best friends since moving to Scotland for numerous reasons outside of my control. My family are 300 miles away and offer just loving thoughts. I am on my own.
On Friday I will be completely on my own for the first time in 20 years. This time without the confidence and abilities I had back then. I have to try and find them but without safety, comfort and familiarity I face an impossible task. It can take monumental effort just to cook a simple meal. PTSD is a terrible thing to have.
I am sharing my story as I don't know when or how I will return to Flickr.
Photography has been my recovery. My saviour from PTSD. An adrenaline kick from street photography, the excitement of the edit when you return home. Sharing my photographs with you and taking time to enjoy your photographs. The Flickr routine has kept my sanity and been an important part of my day for years now. I fully intend to return but the odds are against me at least for the moment.
Some of you wanted to help by donating towards the expensive Internet costs I will face in temporary housing.
I hate asking for help but please know that I am incredibly grateful for the help that I have received, both financially and otherwise. Just knowing that people care is a help in itself.
If you wish to keep in touch with me via WhatsApp while I am unable to get my PC online then please Flickrmail me your contact details. (bearing in mind that over the next few days my time is limited).
My PC will be packed tomorrow so I may make one more post before I go. I'll make sure it is a happier picture.
Thank you for taking the time to read this. I am profoundly thankful for the friendships and acquaintances that I have made here. You are all wonderful, awesome people. Thank you.
Homelessness can happen to anyone.
I'm a bit of music nut and this is my pride and joy. It was an eBay purchase and not working but after a few months of careful nerdy restoration - ta da - Ziggy Stardust never sounded so good.
Update: I took this shot the week before David Bowie passed away. He was one of a kind and soundtracked my younger years. Thanks to him I have tried to reach for more, not always succeeding but never worrying when I fell short. Dreaming is not for wasters, it's for achievers.
The game of Flump Grubbling is still practiced in a few small villages in the north of England. It involves balancing turkey eggs on a grubbling plank placed on each competitor's head.
The rules are simple: the participant who can balance the most eggs on their plank without dropping any is declared the winner. But there is a catch - as soon as a participant drops an egg, they are "flumped" and the villagers throw the fallen egg at them.
The game is a sight to behold. The villagers gather in a flumping room, dressed in their finest clothes, and cheer on the competitors. Each participant has a different technique for balancing the eggs, some move their bodies carefully to maintain their balance, while others stand very still, trying to avoid any sudden movements.
As the game progresses, the eggs begin to wobble and sway and the tension among the players is palpable. The audience holds its breath, waiting for the inevitable moment when an egg falls.
The player who is flumped the most times is dubbed the Gobbler. The Gobbler must entertain the audience with turkey impersonations, flapping his arms and gobbling like a turkey.
The player who succeeds in balancing the most eggs becomes King Grubbler for the remaining year, and is awarded a gigantic omelette made with his winning eggs.
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The Victoria and Albert Museum (often abbreviated as the V&A) in South Kensington, London
The V&A Rotunda Chandelier, created in 2001, is one of a number of works from Chihuly's 'Chandelier' series begun in 1992. Chihuly works extravagantly in richly-coloured blown glass, drawing on the historic techniques of the Murano glassworks in Venice. He was initially intrigued by the space-changing potential of the chandelier form, and has succeeded in massing colour, shade and light alongside a driving sense of movement.
Made by Dale Chihuly and his studio team in Seattle, Washington State, USA, each separate glass element of the V&A Rotunda Chandelier was either free-blown, or was mould-blown into ribbed moulds. Each element is coated inside with polyurethane adhesive and was tied on individually with stainless steel wire to an armature welded from steel rod. A team of six started wiring on from bottom to top and took over five days to complete the work.
An earlier version 'Ice Blue and Spring Green' was originally installed in the Grand Entrance of the V&A in 1999. This was modified and enlarge in 2001 to form the present V&A Rotunda Chandelier.
The pressure to succeed will bind you long before your work can set you free.
You must get all As, earn at least two science degrees, publish in top journals, have a gainful job, own a house, own a car, know two or more languages, get married, have perfect children, maintain top physical health, play a sport, eat organic, save $700 a month for retirement, have no debt, have good credit, own a cool dog, maintain an even temperament, vacation in the mountains, and be beautiful all before you are 30.
Or, you can be good to yourself and take it one step at a time.
She is wearing a graduation cap, and her hands are tied with honor cords. We were on top of a little mountain as a storm moved in.
This picture is dedicated to all my fellow graduate students.
First came Abigail, then came Barney next was Clodagh followed by Desmond none of them succeeded in removing all the leaves from these trees! Mind you after Desmond there were only these few!
In case you are wondering who the names belong to .... well they refer to a succession of storms that have battered the British Isles over the past couple of months. It seems that the Met. Office decided to name the bad storms and asked the public for suggestions. The next one will apparently be called Eva!
For quite some time I was searching for an opportunity to photograph the thumb-sized European treefrogs. Over the years I had heard them a lot of times, but never saw, let alone photograph one. So you can imagine how happy I was to find my first treefrog. Photographing is not easy, since they seem tone having the habit to rest in impenetrable blackberry-shrubs. But I succeeded!
Enjoy!
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“I´ve failed over and over and over again in my life; and that is why I succeed.” Michael Jordan.
Why is there an Egyptian temple in a park in the center of Madrid? Well, this is a gift from Egypt to Spain, after its participation in the 60s in the project to save the temples of Nubia, that were to be buried by the waters of Lake Nasser after the construction of the Dam of Aswan. Thanks to international collaboration following Unesco's appeal, many of the temples were dismantled stone by stone and rebuilt again on higher sites. But four of them were given to Spain, Italy, Holland and the USA. Unlike the other three, the Debod Temple is the unique one that is located outdoors and with an orientation almost identical to the one that had in Egypt.
It is a well known place to admire the sunset, so there are a lot of photos of this temple during the dusk. It is essential a cloudy day so that the sky and its reflection in the water acquire a striking aspect. Day after day, the first thing I did in Madrid when I woke up was to look at the sky, looking for those clouds that give photographs that magic effect. After two unsuccessful attempts to get this photo, the opportunities were narrowing. Being many days in a city does not guarantee great photos, although it does allow to have a greater margin of maneuver. In this third attempt, the sky did not presage at all the explosion of colour that soon took place. Oddly enough, sometimes we have to trust the sensations and try it even if it seems that the conditions do not go along. Failing over and over again can lead to frustration, but with a positive approach, every mistake can be taking us to success.
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"He fallado una y otra vez en mi vida; y esa es la razón por la que he tenido éxito." Michael Jordan.
¿Qué hace un templo egipcio en un parque del centro de Madrid? Pues bien, se trata de un regalo de Egipto a España, después de su participación en los años 60 en el proyecto destinado a salvar los templos de Nubia, que iban a ser sepultados por las aguas del Lago Nasser tras la construcción de la Presa de Assuán. Gracias a la colaboración internacional tras el llamamiento de la Unesco, muchos de los templos fueron desmontados piedra a piedra y reconstruidos de nuevo en emplazamientos más altos. Pero cuatro de ellos fueron regalados a España, Italia, Holanda y Estados Unidos. A diferencia de los otros tres, el de Debod es el único que se encuentra emplazado al aire libre y con una orientación casi idéntica a la que tenía en tierras egipcias.
Se trata de un lugar muy conocido para admirar el atardecer, por lo que existen una gran cantidad de fotos de este templo durante la puesta de sol. Es fundamental un día con nubes para que el cielo y su reflejo en el agua adquieran un aspecto impactante. Día tras día lo primero que he hecho en Madrid al despertarme ha sido mirar el cielo, buscando esas nubes que dan a las fotografías ese toque mágico. Después de dos intentos fallidos de conseguir esta foto, las oportunidades se iban reduciendo. Estar muchos días en una ciudad no garantiza grandes fotos, aunque sí permite tener un margen de maniobra mayor. En este tercer intento el cielo no presagiaba en absoluto la explosión de color que luego tuvo lugar. Por extraño que parezca, a veces hay que fiarse de las sensaciones e intentarlo aunque parezca que las condiciones no acompañan. Fallar una y otra vez puede llegar a provocar frustración, pero con un enfoque positivo cada error puede estar acercándonos al éxito.
... in the springtime wild stallions compete for mares. A small number of the males succeed, while the rest are left to try again next year. The battle took a toll on this lone bachelor--body and spirit--but we're confident that he'll bounce back.
Succeeding to the first example taken with the Summicron 50mm f/2, the second example was taken with the Elmar 50mm f/2.8 (wide open). The object is Salvia ‘Ember’s Wish’ against the shiny small leaves reflecting autumn sunlight.
Tiny aster flowers against the snow are irresistible to me as a photographer and to whatever made off with all the seeds! IRL these are about 1 cm across.
Men are born to succeed, not to fail.
Henry David Thoreau
Our monthly Men's Coffee - some serious shit going down - mostly pertaining to sports. One guy got on politics but got shut down promptly.
I love these guys - they are my tribe.
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The bird park Pont de Gau is located in the Camargue on the RD 570 that leads the Saintes-Maries-de-la- Mer to Arles . It was created in 1949 and since 1974, which was the beginning than a zoo, acquired its status as the ornithological park .
History
In 1949 , a passionate ornithologist André Lamouroux, opens at Pont de Gau space consisting of small aviaries where are shown some Camargue poultry species. René Lamouroux, his son, succeeded him in 1974 , and decides to allow visitors to see a maximum number of species in freedom in a park with opportunities to learn through the Park House . The role of the latter is to educate visitors about the protection of the Camargue environment and safeguarding the natural environment .
The park
René Lamouroux first enlarges the field of twelve hectares of marshland, landscape and tag paths to allow visitors to approach as close fauna and flora . Then in 1987 , he rented the marsh Gines the Camargue Regional Park . Today, with its 60 hectares, the park allows you to discover wildlife in its natural environment made up of marshes , of ponds , of reeds , of lawns , of sansouires and roubines . This diversity promotes the presence of a large variety of bird species, both migratory sedentary than .
Among these species are distinguished flamingos , the herons , the storks , the egrets , the teals , the raptors and many small waders . The few aviaries park welcome disabled birds or too impregnated by man to survive alone in the wild. A care center was established for the Camargue birds. It receives an average of 350 per year . In 1985 , he was picked up over 5000 flamingos cold dead roses, in February 2012 , the park welcomed and cared for these iconic birds of the Camargue. Over 90% of the area ponds were frozen to prevent them from feeding .
The park offers seven kilometers of nature trails with paths suitable for all and accessible to persons with disabilities. Throughout the picnic areas are set . With terraces, the observation of several hundred birds is particularly facilitated . At the exit, the house of the Regional Park of Camargue complements informing the public about the Camargue, its specificities, its natural environment and ways to respect .
Brisbane's Story Bridge yesterday evening, taken from the New Farm Riverwalk.
This is my first foray into High Dynamic Range photography, processed using HDR Efex Pro 2. I tried to keep it looking as natural as I can...hopefully I succeeded!
NASA’s Ingenuity Mars Helicopter captured this shot as it hovered over the Martian surface on April 19, 2021, during the first instance of powered, controlled flight on another planet. It used its navigation camera, which autonomously tracks the ground during flight.
Image credit: NASA/JPL-Caltech
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Every week-evening, Rotterdam Rail Feeding brings a train from the DOW Chemical factory in Terneuzen to the Combinant terminal in Antwerp. Between Terneuzen and Gent the train usually runs early - very a-typical for a freight train. Being an hour early is no luxury, and even then you can't be sure if it has already passed or not. My first attempt to make a photo of this train was a succesfull one. I didn't know yet about it riding before hour; I was just plain lucky that today it rode right on time!
RBSAF 272 002 (RRF 1104) Sas van Gent 19.7.2016
Confucius is the best teacher in China all the time. So, the students hopes have a good blessing of Confucius.
Many thanks to those who have already supported this project in the first 24 hours. There is still a long way to go, but with your help we will succeed!
John Berger said in his famous BBC series from 1972 "Ways of seeing" that the most important thing about paintings themselves is that their images are silent, still. The project PLACES WITHOUT NOISE came precisely from this. That the most important about those photographs was that they communicated something totally different from what they represented. These photos were no longer a window that showed me a memory or a moment already lived, otherwise they are an open door to a new and unknown place.
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The DRA forces first attacked from Khost, and succeeded in capturing the village of Bori, to the northeast of Zhawar. They then ran into heavy resistance and had to pull back.
The main attack came on September 4, and was at first successful, capturing the village of Lezhi and killing a Mujahideen commander. Very soon the attack was halted at the Manay Kandow pass, that had been heavily fortified by the Mujahideen. For 10 days the defenders held out, but were finally forced to withdraw, under heavy airstrikes by Soviet aircraft. This enabled the DRA forces to cross the pass and capture the Tor Kamar position, overlooking Zhawar, from where they could direct artillery fire at the Mujahideen base.
At this point the Mujahideen launched a counter-attack, led by their two T-55 tanks. The DRA were caught by surprise, as they had not expected to meet armour, and they fell back after sustaining heavy losses. The DRA commander tried to renew the assault, but by that time the Mujahideen had received reinforcements from Pakistan, and they were able to repel further attacks.
Detailed macro photograph of cutting a millimetre small mustard seed with a small sharp scalpel blade.
“cut the mustard” This expression meaning “to succeed; to come up to expectations; reach the required standard”
I walk - or I try to walk - for at least 30 minutes a day in order to keep cholesterol levels down, and when I walk, I generally take a camera with me...
On this particular day, I'd walked the Camborne Track around the north-western shores of the Pauatahanui Inlet. It’s not especially long, but it's a pretty little track that ducks and dives around small stony bays and equally small, bush-covered headlands. It ends (or starts, depending on which way one is walking) at a sandy beach behind Wellington’s north-western suburb of Plimmerton, and at the end (or start) of the track are a group of brightly coloured boat sheds - but they aren't just ordinary boat sheds. These ones have been converted into surprisingly comfortable little homes which jut out over the sheltered waters of the Inlet...
I’ve tried several times to capture these little buildings, but on each occasion, the photo has never quite ‘worked’. This time, the tide was in, so I had to follow the track instead of walking along the beach. And as the track mounted a small hillock, there was the photo – nicely framed between two small trees...!
As the old saying goes, “If at first you don’t succeed...!”.
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Excerpt from Wikipedia:
The Pohjola Insurance building is the former headquarters of the Pohjola Insurance Company at Aleksanterinkatu 44 and Mikonkatu 3 in central Helsinki. Primarily designed by Gesellius, Lindgren & Saarinen and constructed in 1899–1901, it is a prominent example of Finnish national romantic architecture. It was acquired in 1972 by Kansallis-Osake-Pankki, now succeeded by Nordea.
The Pohjola Insurance Company (precursor of OP Financial Group) was founded in 1891 and specialised in fire insurance. They held a competition for the design of their headquarters, which would also house another Fennomane insurance company, Kullervo, with the specification that the building must be of fire-resistant stone. Based on the submissions, they commissioned Gesellius, Lindgren & Saarinen to design the exteriors and major interior spaces, but Ines and Ernst A. Törnvall were responsible for the plans. It was the first commercial building by Gesellius, Lindgren & Saarinen.
The building is national romantic in style, with façades of rough-hewn soapstone, red granite and serpentine decorated with sculptures of vegetation, squirrels, and figures from Kalevala, and on the street corner a tower with a pinecone-shaped roof. When it was built, a reviewer dwelt on its "Finnish-naturalistic" style, but in form the exterior may have been influenced by contemporary American buildings: Henry Hobson Richardson's Cheney Building similarly uses a corner tower, and the use of windows resembles that in Louis Sullivan's Auditorium Building. Another Finnish architect, Bertel Jung [fi], criticised the romantic elements as embodying "primitive, partially crude and untamed force". Other reviewers praised it for its comparability to buildings in other countries and to their use of ornament.
Lindgren, the member of the firm who appears to have been most attached to national romanticism, greatly influenced the ornamentation of this building. The main entrance, designed by Hilda Flodin, a pupil of Rodin, is flanked by the names of the two insurance companies, both from Kalevala, and by devils, monsters or trolls; bears, the symbol of the insurance company, top the pilasters and also appear in the interior decoration. Because the mouths of the Pohjola characters are slightly open, passers-by sometimes leave cigarette butts in their mouths as a prank.
The door itself is deeply recessed under an arch, and the vestibule continues the allusion to medieval architecture, with vaulting and with carved animals topping pillars. The rest of the interior also used rustic and folklore motifs, with doorways by Erik O. W. Ehrström, iron wheel chandeliers by G. W. Sohlberg, and a circular main stairway with a cast-iron banister with pine-tree motifs; the newel posts and the benches on the landings were carved wood depicting fern leaves and, again, trolls, and the stained glass featured ferns and owls. The service hall on the first floor was given red pine panelling and a central pillar styled to resemble a tree trunk. However, it has a steel core; behind the façades the building is brick with structural steel and from the start had Swedish-made lifts as well as an electrical generator. The structural engineer was Elia Heikel, who was also working at the time on the Lundqvist Building opposite, which is seen as the first modern commercial building in Finland.
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The bird park Pont de Gau is located in the Camargue on the RD 570 that leads the Saintes-Maries-de-la- Mer to Arles . It was created in 1949 and since 1974, which was the beginning than a zoo, acquired its status as the ornithological park .
History
In 1949 , a passionate ornithologist André Lamouroux, opens at Pont de Gau space consisting of small aviaries where are shown some Camargue poultry species. René Lamouroux, his son, succeeded him in 1974 , and decides to allow visitors to see a maximum number of species in freedom in a park with opportunities to learn through the Park House . The role of the latter is to educate visitors about the protection of the Camargue environment and safeguarding the natural environment .
The park
René Lamouroux first enlarges the field of twelve hectares of marshland, landscape and tag paths to allow visitors to approach as close fauna and flora . Then in 1987 , he rented the marsh Gines the Camargue Regional Park . Today, with its 60 hectares, the park allows you to discover wildlife in its natural environment made up of marshes , of ponds , of reeds , of lawns , of sansouires and roubines . This diversity promotes the presence of a large variety of bird species, both migratory sedentary than .
Among these species are distinguished flamingos , the herons , the storks , the egrets , the teals , the raptors and many small waders . The few aviaries park welcome disabled birds or too impregnated by man to survive alone in the wild. A care center was established for the Camargue birds. It receives an average of 350 per year . In 1985 , he was picked up over 5000 flamingos cold dead roses, in February 2012 , the park welcomed and cared for these iconic birds of the Camargue. Over 90% of the area ponds were frozen to prevent them from feeding .
The park offers seven kilometers of nature trails with paths suitable for all and accessible to persons with disabilities. Throughout the picnic areas are set . With terraces, the observation of several hundred birds is particularly facilitated . At the exit, the house of the Regional Park of Camargue complements informing the public about the Camargue, its specificities, its natural environment and ways to respect .
Atlas once tried to trick Heracles into standing in for him to hold up the Celestial orb from crushing the earth; however, when his trickery failed Atlas again continued his cursed duty.
Atlas never shrugged.
One wonders why. Was it a failure of story-telling imagination? Was the Titan controlled like a puppet and had no free will in the matter? Or was it the strong drive of obligation, of duty, that drove him not to shrug the burden off his shoulders? Someone had to prevent the world from being crushed. The lot had fallen on Atlas–forced on him when he lost to Zeus–unless Atlas could get someone to succeed him.
In contrast, modern novelist Ayn Rand argues in her book Atlas Shrugged that industrial titans dump their curse. Screw it. Flee from government oversight to the freedom in the gulch of their fellow Titans. Let the world be crushed. In that way, the gods and man will eventually appreciate how much they needed the Titan.
That is not the path that Atlas took.
Biology which has created humans has not succeeded until now. Humans suffer as I wrote before; there are many people in prisons, hospitals, mental health facilities, war zones, etc. The system helping us when we are in troubles is our brain, but not always functioning well. When it functions well, we are not in danger. Our brain is effected by our feelings. The system which helps us when we are in trouble makes us to land to a jail, hospital, etc. Our body doesn’t have luxury to have different systems in our brain for each case, using the same one for saving us and for bringing us in trouble. Our brain is not properly developed.
When we are in a regulated area, say we are doing some calculations, we do well if we know the rules in mathematics. We don’t do well when we are not in regulated area, no rules. In that case, we are effected by our feelings, we are on our own, there are no regulations to lead us out of troubles.
We have, according a research, ten main feelings; fear, anger, shame, contempt, disgust, guilt, distress, interest, surprise and joy. Overall, we have more than 3000 different feelings, these are the mixture of main feelings. More feelings may make us more sophisticated, but it can bring us in trouble too. It is difficult to handle a lot of different feelings. At some ages or/ and at some cases, we are harder hit from feelings, managing of our thoughts will be difficult with critical thinking. At some cases, we are just managed by our feelings, this is not good.
Biology has not succeeded until now, but we might do well millions of years later if we survive. We correct ourself. It looks like it is in that way for now, we have, somewhat, a healthier society in compare with previous centuries. We may get extinct after some years if changing body functions create a not healthy society.
While we get troubled by a big meteorite ( a giant space rock might hit us in the future ), we don’t look elsewhere. Our real enemy is, "maybe “, we are, changing humans, consequently our society.
No struggle can ever succeed without women participating side by side with men.
Nessuna battaglia può essere vinta senza che le donne partecipino al fianco degli uomini.
(Muhammad Ali Jinnah)
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It is better to fail in originality than to succeed in imitation.
È meglio fallire nell’originalità che riuscire nell’imitazione.
(Herman Melville)
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Nutt succeeded her friend Arthur Lismer at the helm of the Victoria School of Art ( Now NSCAD University ) in 1919, a post she held for twenty-five years. The support she gave to women artists was instrumental in the development of the art of the region, while her ability to capture the distinctive light of Atlantic sea and sky secured her a special place in the art history of the Maritimes.