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MONETS Garten - Ausstellungserlebnis 2023,EINE GELUNGENE SYMBIOSE
DIE GROSSEN WERKE DES KÜNSTLERS IN EINER IMMERSIVEN ERLEBNISREIS
Um ganz in die Welt des französischen Malers eintauchen zu können, wird der Besucher durch drei Erlebnisräume geführt.
Inszeniert werden diese Erlebnisreise und das einzigartige Ausstellungskonzept mit modernster Multimedia-Technik – hier MONETS Garten - Ausstellungserlebnis 2023, tauchen Sie ganz in die Welt und die weltberühmten Kunstwerke des Malers Claude Monet (1840-1926) ein. Erleben Sie selbst, wie sich für Sie Illusion in Realität verwandelt. Aufwändige Installationen und Projektionen erzeugen in Verbindung mit Musik rauschende Farbwelten und lassen die Gemälde auf noch nie zuvor gesehenen Weisen lebendig und spürbar.werden
MONETS Garden - exhibition experience 2023, A SUCCESSFUL SYMBIOSIS THE ARTIST'S MAJOR WORKS IN AN IMMERSIVE JOURNEY OF EXPERIENCE In order to be able to fully immerse themselves in the world of the French painter, the visitor is guided through three experience rooms. This adventure trip and the unique exhibition concept are staged with the latest multimedia technology - here MONETS Garden - exhibition experience 2023, immerse yourself completely in the world and the world-famous works of art by the painter Claude Monet (1840-1926). Experience for yourself how illusion turns into reality for you. Elaborate installations and projections combined with music create roaring worlds of color and make the paintings come alive and tangible in ways that have never been seen before
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Pose: [west end] poses - LILA - Single female pose pack
Includes: 5 Bento poses + mirrors; Pose hud; Pose stand; breathing animated versions, 3 different priority levels
мy мυѕιc "Inzo - Overthinker"
taken@.::Valmoor::.
"And all so-called civilized peoples
Have increasingly become crazy and self-destructive
Because, through excessive thinking
They have lost touch with reality
That's to say
We confuse signs
With the real world
This is the beginning of meditation
Most of us would have
Rather money than tangible wealth
And a great occasion is somehow spoiled for us unless photographed
And to read about it the next day in the newspaper
Is oddly more fun for us than the original event
This is a disaster
For as a result of confusing the real world of nature with mere signs
We are destroying nature
We are so tied up in our minds that we've lost our senses
Time to wake up
What is reality?
Obviously no one can say
Because it isn't words
It isn't material, that's just an idea"
Close your eyes....
Now picture in your mind the place...tangible..a feeling perhaps... or a seed of your imagination... the moment it enters your mind or falls from your lips... makes you smile, gives your soul the best hug of your life, that place...is where heaven meets earth....
Ohhh open your eyes so you can see my pic! 😊
Happy Weekend 60L
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Muniick beer bottles and can
Sari Sari Tuka beach hut
FAYDED - Chain Chair
Adorable additions:
*HEXtraordinary* Sea Turtle
some random seagulls not listed for stealing my bread...
Wonderful day to everyone! 🌹
“I have a lot of chameleon qualities, I get very absorbed in my surroundings.”
- River Phoenix
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=XTkUplF5VIE
AUTUMN LEAVES - Eva Cassidy & the London Symphony Orchestra
Now that Summer takes it's leave
and dragonflies fly off to places where I've never been
all that remains are faded remnants; leaves and weaves
of the empty spaces held fast between my dreams
The Autumn air smells cool and sweet
with rotten windfall apples and fruit
fly-blown and maggoty at my feet
intoxicating the air; stuck with prickly thistly hirsute
My eyes are drawn to narrow slits
peering between my lashes
the sentinels of pegs are pits
burned and coal-like; ombred ashes
The golden orb web spider's lacework
is spun and hanging out to dry
warm September sun a simmering perk
of the shimmering dream catcher that caught my eye
Sombre hues and orbs of light
fill the air with tangible tones
feelings are high; moods delight
a poet's dream felt deep in bones
Tread gently on the fallen leaves
make your footprint light
enrich the Earth will all it needs
go with the flow; embrace the endless night
For after Autumn, Winter follows
and the land falls asleep and hibernates
but Spring will come; fill up the hollows
and Summer will come to warm terracotta slates
The stillness of the evening; the peace and quiet
the quickening mood when Summer visitors flee
is felt very deeply in the fading riot
of flowers beneath the weeping willow tree
I shed not a tear at Summer's end
for every time comes and goes with reason
and I am a chameleon that twists and bends
and acclimatises to every season.
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This many years into SL, I didn't think I had the capacity to be surprised. But I apparently do. And I was surprised in the best way - in meeting someone awesome. Unreservedly open, direct, and honest. Generous with time and knowledge. Someone warm, encouraging, and above everything, that tangible, authentic brand of human.
Cerberus - to say it was a pleasure is an understatement. It didn't feel like meeting a stranger, and in a way that says everything. Thank you for the company, the trust, and the insight. And also, the laughter - the foot cramps continue to haunt!
Lofoten Islands, Norway
Amidst the rain, driving winds and fog throughout the day, the mountains would often appear shrouded in the mist and occasionally vibrant rainbows dancing across the waters, so tangible, almost close enough to reach out and touch!
this is one of those memories that I could live in
one that will shine in my mind
and I know real life will start again in the morning
but, at least for now, we have tonight
and I finally know that you'll be there tomorrow
In Canada this is our Thanksgiving weekend, so to everyone who does celebrate or are just enjoying the long weekend, have a great one! I am off to my cottage.....Just thought I would post before I go
:~)
"There is a tangible darkness, so thick on my finger tips. Lick them clean and meet your maker. There is no god in heaven or hell so sweet as my dreams."
-E'cilef
This is Dordrecht's least tangible but perhaps most important monument. It is built entirely of Light, Air and Water. Here you experience the city on an island. In a grand gesture, the rivers Merwede, Noord and Oude Maas come together at the
Drierivierenpunt.
Poets, writers and painters came specially to this spot, and lost themselves in elation at the vast sight. They looked at a natural spectacle, praying for the famous Dutch light.
Foreign artists went in search of this dream scenery in the seventeenth-century city of the famous painter Aelbert Cuyp.
A very good 2025.
regard Jaap
The past is tangible in Flanders. Proud bell towers bear witness to a time when cities were still independent powers. Churches and cathedrals are adorned with impressive art collections that attract tourists from all over the world. You can walk through winding streets of the six art cities and completely forget the present.
Antwerpen, Brugge, Brussel, Gent, Leuven and Mechelen proudly bear the title of Flemish art city. Many other Flemish cities have a rich patrimony: Lier is proud of its Zimmer Tower and charming city centre, Hasselt cherishes its traditions in the Genever Museum, and Tongeren, the oldest city in Flanders, interactively divulges our far past in the Gallo-Roman Museum.
In 2014 it will be exactly 100 years since World War I broke out. Dreadful battles were fought in the Westhoek, an area in the province of West Flanders. The names Passendale and Ieper are still engraved in the memories of the English, French, Germans and Belgians. Tourism in the Westhoek is often a trip filled with emotion. A penetrating image of daily life and dying on the front is presented in the museum In Flanders Fields, located in Ieper. The Last Post has been sounded at the Menin Gate in Ieper every night at 8 p.m. since 24 July 1927. The gate is a memorial to the numerous Commonwealth soldiers that died and whose bodies were never recovered.
MONETS Garten - Ausstellungserlebnis 2023,EINE GELUNGENE SYMBIOSE
DIE GROSSEN WERKE DES KÜNSTLERS IN EINER IMMERSIVEN ERLEBNISREISE.
Um ganz in die Welt des französischen Malers eintauchen zu können, wird der Besucher durch drei Erlebnisräume geführt.
Inszeniert werden diese Erlebnisreise und das einzigartige Ausstellungskonzept mit modernster Multimedia-Technik – hier MONETS Garten - Ausstellungserlebnis 2023, tauchen Sie ganz in die Welt und die weltberühmten Kunstwerke des Malers Claude Monet (1840-1926) ein. Erleben Sie selbst, wie sich für Sie Illusion in Realität verwandelt. Aufwändige Installationen und Projektionen erzeugen in Verbindung mit Musik rauschende Farbwelten und lassen die Gemälde auf noch nie zuvor gesehenen Weisen lebendig und spürbar werden .
MONETS Garden - exhibition experience 2023, A SUCCESSFUL SYMBIOSIS THE ARTIST'S MAJOR WORKS IN AN IMMERSIVE JOURNEY OF EXPERIENCE In order to be able to fully immerse themselves in the world of the French painter, the visitor is guided through three experience rooms. This adventure trip and the unique exhibition concept are staged with the latest multimedia technology - here MONETS Garden - exhibition experience 2023, immerse yourself completely in the world and the world-famous works of art by the painter Claude Monet (1840-1926). Experience for yourself how illusion turns into reality for you. Elaborate installations and projections combined with music create roaring worlds of color and make the paintings come alive and tangible in ways that have never been seen before
The 1990 ship replica of the Amsterdam, proudly displayed in front of the Netherlands Maritime Museum in Amsterdam, is a captivating testament to maritime history and Dutch seafaring prowess. This life-sized replica pays homage to the original VOC (Dutch East India Company) ship called the Amsterdam, which was constructed in 1668.
Serving as a tangible link to the Golden Age of Dutch exploration and trade, the replica provides an immersive glimpse into the past. Visitors are transported back in time, experiencing the conditions and challenges faced by sailors during their voyages to distant lands. The ship's intricate design, faithful to historical records, showcases the craftsmanship and engineering of its era, offering an educational and awe-inspiring experience.
Set against the picturesque backdrop of Amsterdam, this replica stands as a striking visual landmark, inviting tourists and locals alike to appreciate the city's rich maritime heritage. The ship symbolizes the Netherlands' enduring relationship with the sea, highlighting its role as a global maritime powerhouse.
The 1990 ship replica of the Amsterdam stands as a compelling reminder of the nation's seafaring legacy, drawing visitors into the world of maritime exploration, trade, and adventure that once shaped the course of history.
It's a very different world up above on those granite peaks. Somehow that world seemed to be connected in a tangible way to the aspen forest below it, though, here.
HSS
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This captivating image transports us to a mystical autumn forest, where reality and artistry blend seamlessly through a delicate watercolor filter. The scene unfolds like a dream, inviting the viewer to step into a world where light dances with shadow and color tells a story of seasonal change.
A dirt path meanders through the heart of the composition, drawing our gaze into the misty distance. Towering trees stand as silent sentinels on either side, their trunks dark and resolute against the ethereal backdrop. The canopy above is a masterpiece of golden hues, with leaves seemingly aflame in the soft, diffused light.
Shafts of sunlight pierce through the foliage, creating a celestial glow that illuminates particles in the air, giving substance to the very atmosphere. This effect, enhanced by the watercolor treatment, lends an almost tangible quality to the light itself.
The forest floor is a tapestry of autumn's bounty—fallen leaves, tufts of grass, and the occasional shadow hinting at unseen undergrowth. Each element is softened and melded by the artistic filter, creating a cohesive scene that feels both observed and imagined.
This image captures not just a moment in time, but the very essence of autumn's transformative power. It invites contemplation, evoking memories of crisp air, the scent of fallen leaves, and the quiet anticipation of nature preparing for its winter slumber.
The watercolor effect elevates this already magical scene, blurring the line between photography and painting, reality and reverie. It's a visual poem to the fleeting beauty of autumn and the timeless allure of forests bathed in golden light.
The house built in 1907 (Meiji 40), and an American owned the beginning of building.
The European-style building which is a registration tangible cultural property
One thing is clear and tangible to me in a way that it seldom has been: the world is full of God. From every pore, God rushes out to us, as it were. But we’re often blind. We remain stuck in the good times and the bad times and don’t experience them right up to the point where the spring flows from God.…
In everything, God wants to celebrate encounter and asks for the prayerful response of surrender. The trick and the duty is only this: to develop a lasting awareness and a lasting attitude out of these insights and graces—or rather, to allow them to develop. Then life becomes free, in that freedom which we have often looked for.
-To Luise Oestreicher, November 17, 1944; cited in Ultimate Price: Testimonies of Christians Who Resisted the Third Reich, selected by Annemarie S. Kidder (Maryknoll, NY: Orbis, 2012), 65–66.
国登録有形文化財の「旧武藤山治邸」（きゅうむとうさんじてい）及び国指定重要文化財「移情閣」（いじょうかく）は明治時代に開設された初の兵庫県立公園「舞子公園」内にある近代建築。The Nationally Registered Tangible Cultural Property “Former Muto Sanji Residence” and the Nationally Designated Important Cultural Property “Ijokaku” are the first Hyogo Prefectural Park “Maiko” opened in the Meiji era. Modern architecture in the park
“Enthusiasm is a telescope that yanks the misty, distant future into the radiant, tangible present.” ~Unknown
Taken on a misty morning at Nandi Hills near Bangalore.
Editing : Brightness , Contrast and Black adjustment.
As I turned, the world around me altered abruptly; vehicles, buildings and the people that operated and maintained them became transparent, and somehow time itself seemed to speed up. The ghostly remains of once tangible people flittered before my eyes, leaving behind them faint echoes that slowly faded into nothingness. That which was corporeal now appeared as if rendered in spirit. I thought at once of the charlatan, Crowley, and his Magick, but quickly dismissed the notion that such a man could bear any relationship with the truth now being revealed before my eyes: that reality was not as it seemed.
Turning further, my eyes alighted on the man. His left arm, raised in an almost defensive posture, was encased in some kind of satanic machine. I could see little wisps of steam rising from the elbow joint and a subtle orange glow that hinted at the incredible furnace that must lurk somewhere within. Only God knows what strange powers might be required to build such a device; as advanced as our science was at that time, it seemed to me inadequate for such artifice. I had, however, no doubt that this machine was the cause of my abstraction from the material plane and that this man must be confronted, before all that we held dear became lost.
I composed myself, stood tall, and approached the man.
“Hello,” he said. “My name’s Barry.”
Twelve hand-held exposures representing thirty seconds of March 26th, 2019. Shot at the Victorian Brickworks Museum, Bursledon.
NB. You’ll no doubt be pleased to learn that Barry holds no sinister plans concerning the ultimate fate of the universe; he is, in fact, a cake designer.
Usual caveats etc.
Physalis is characterised by the small orange fruit similar in size, shape and structure to a small tomato, but partly or fully enclosed in a large papery husk derived from the calyx. The berry also goes by the names Golden Strawberry,Chinese Lantern and Cape gooseberry.
Not all Physalis species bear edible fruit. Select species are cultivated for their edible fruit, however; the typical Physalis fruit is similar to a firm tomato in texture, and like strawberries or pineapple in flavour, with a mild acidity.
Physalis fruit is a good source of vitamin C, beta-carotene, iron, calcium and trace amounts of B vitamins. These fruits contain 18 kinds of amino acids .
These berries are also abundant in polysaccharides, compounds that may help fortify the immune system.
Thanx, M, (~ _ *)
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The Painted Hills in South Australia taken from the air. These remote amazing hills are surrounded by flat dry desert and lie in Anna Creek - the world's largest cattle station. The station is some 24,000 square kilometres (or bigger than Wales if you prefer a tangible scale).
[Bonduaries]
During the winter months in the Po Valley , the fog is a part of the landscape, cold, dump, almost tangible.
Fog is moisture in the nostrils, is a limited landscapes. You feel isolated, almost blinded by the white. The gaze is limited and the fog tracks the boundaries.
There are places you always pass by, common places that turn invisible, canceled by the chaos of buildings and constructions.
The fog, greedy of space, grants you the crumbs of what encompasses, defines the boundaries forcibly, giving back, sarcastically, the most common details.
These details turn unique, eye-catching, aesthetically ready for photographic consecration.
The streets, the buildings and the fields are transformed into landscapes that you can only imagine. A pole, the wires of the light, a gasoline station is all that you can see.
They are the boundaries the fog gives you.”
CONFINI
"La nebbia in pianura padana, nei mesi invernali, è parte integrante del paesaggio, fredda, umida, quasi tangibile.
La nebbia è il freddo, l'umidità nelle narici, lo sguardo che fatica, il paesaggio che si chiude per isolare e delimitare lo sguardo, tracciare i Confini.
Ci sono luoghi davanti ai quali si passa spesso, luoghi talmente presenti da diventare anonimi immersi come sono nel caos dei fitti fabbricati dalla pianura.
La nebbia ne riscatta il loro valore; isolati dal resto del paesaggio, assurgono a linee di confine oltre le quali tutto è celato, misterioso: il paesaggio padano diventa metafisico, non più fisico. Lo senti, lo percepisci ma non lo vedi.
La nebbia è avida di spazio. Ti concede briciole di quello che ingloba, delimita forzatamente i confini, valorizza i dettagli, concedendoti sarcasticamente quelli che più vendono trascurati.
Li rende unici, accattivanti, esteticamente pronti alla consacrazione fotografica.
Le strade, gli edifici e i campi si trasformano in paesaggi che puoi solo immaginare. Un palo, i fili della luce, una stazione della benzina è tutto quello che ti viene concesso. Sono i confini forzati che la nebbia, avida, ti restituisce."
Jüdisches Museum, Berlin (Daniel Libeskind)
Mit den Voids thematisiert Daniel Libeskind die physische Leere, die durch die Vertreibung, Zerstörung und Vernichtung jüdischen Lebens in der Schoa entstanden ist und die nicht nachträglich wieder gefüllt werden kann. Mit architektonischen Mitteln versucht Libeskind, diesen Verlust sicht- und fühlbar zu machen.Jewish Museum, Berlin (Daniel Libeskind)
With the Voids, Daniel Libeskind addresses the physical emptiness created by the expulsion, destruction and annihilation of Jewish life in the Shoah, which cannot be filled again afterwards. Using architectural means, Libeskind tries to make this loss visible and tangible.
EXPLORE # 32 ...... many thanks :) :)
Ethereal definition ...... extremely delicate and light in a way that seems not to be of this world, tangible, substantial heavenly or spiritual "ethereal, otherworldly visions" celestial, heavenly, spiritual, unearthly, other-worldly, divine or holy.
One of artist James Turrell’s celebrated Skyspaces, Meeting is a site-specific installation that invites viewers to gaze upwards toward an unobstructed view of the sky. A key representative of the “Light and Space” movement centered in Los Angeles during the 1960s, James Turrell creates works of art that consist primarily of light, exploring fundamental questions about the nature of human perception by rendering tangible the act of vision.
Meeting was the second Skyspace that Turrell constructed and the first in the United States—becoming a prototype for the many subsequent such works he would construct over the following decades. Originally commissioned in 1976 by P.S.1 founder Alanna Heiss for the museum’s inaugural exhibition, the work was not realized until 1980, and Turrell continued to make modifications until it opened to the public in 1986. In 2016, after a renovation that replaced the original seating and added a new multi-colored lighting program synchronized with the sunrise and sunset, Meeting entered the collection of The Museum of Modern Art.
Reinheit, Frische, Unschuld – die Farbe Weiß weckt viele Assoziationen in uns. Sie steht für den Winter, für Eis und Schnee, sie gibt uns Kraft bei der Lösung unserer Probleme und wirkt unheimlich beruhigend. In fernöstlichen Kulturen wie China oder Japan steht sie für Trauer und Tod. In der katholischen Kirche ist Weiß die Heimat des Lichts, das alles sichtbar und erfahrbar macht. Sie festigt uns innerlich und befreit uns von störenden Gedanken.
Purity, freshness, innocence - the color white awakens many associations in us. It stands for the winter, for ice and snow, it gives us strength in the solution of our problems and is incredibly calming. In Far Eastern cultures like China or Japan it stands for mourning and death.In the Catholic Church, white is the home of light, making everything visible and tangible. It strengthens us inside and frees us from disturbing thoughts.
[Bonduaries]
During the winter months in the Po Valley , the fog is a part of the landscape, cold, dump, almost tangible.
Fog is moisture in the nostrils, is a limited landscapes. You feel isolated, almost blinded by the white. The gaze is limited and the fog tracks the boundaries.
There are places you always pass by, common places that turn invisible, canceled by the chaos of buildings and constructions.
The fog, greedy of space, grants you the crumbs of what encompasses, defines the boundaries forcibly, giving back, sarcastically, the most common details.
These details turn unique, eye-catching, aesthetically ready for photographic consecration.
The streets, the buildings and the fields are transformed into landscapes that you can only imagine. A pole, the wires of the light, a gasoline station is all that you can see.
They are the boundaries the fog gives you.”
CONFINI
"La nebbia in pianura padana, nei mesi invernali, è parte integrante del paesaggio, fredda, umida, quasi tangibile.
La nebbia è il freddo, l'umidità nelle narici, lo sguardo che fatica, il paesaggio che si chiude per isolare e delimitare lo sguardo, tracciare i Confini.
Ci sono luoghi davanti ai quali si passa spesso, luoghi talmente presenti da diventare anonimi immersi come sono nel caos dei fitti fabbricati dalla pianura.
La nebbia ne riscatta il loro valore; isolati dal resto del paesaggio, assurgono a linee di confine oltre le quali tutto è celato, misterioso: il paesaggio padano diventa metafisico, non più fisico. Lo senti, lo percepisci ma non lo vedi.
La nebbia è avida di spazio. Ti concede briciole di quello che ingloba, delimita forzatamente i confini, valorizza i dettagli, concedendoti sarcasticamente quelli che più vendono trascurati.
Li rende unici, accattivanti, esteticamente pronti alla consacrazione fotografica.
Le strade, gli edifici e i campi si trasformano in paesaggi che puoi solo immaginare. Un palo, i fili della luce, una stazione della benzina è tutto quello che ti viene concesso. Sono i confini forzati che la nebbia, avida, ti restituisce."
Every Autumn, my body
Prepares a little more for death
It is the time where there is more space
Between moments and
Minutes stretch out
Like a mountain range
With so many vivid blue contours
It feels more tangible and expansive
You know what will come next
The stillness.
A sense of a life too quiet
All the memories but with
No space left for the future.
Time adds up only to
Vanish like a desiccated leaf
Stepped on too many times
One last desperate thought...
Why is it so...
We must give all this up?
It is the inevitable equation.
We could never appreciate the seasons
In the first place
If we didn’t realize the change was coming.
And we will all disappear
**All poems and photos are copyrighted**
Always on the lookout for something that catches my eye I came across this bottle the other day and little did I know it would have a rather interesting history going back to 1871! I think it's the perfect little vase to show off some Honey Mesquite (Prosopis juliflora) seed pods collected while visiting New Mexico this summer.
Shot with: VOIGTLANDER, 125mm f/2.5 SL, MACRO APO-LANTHAR, shot @ f/5.6, 34 Layer Focus Stack Rendered w/Helicon Focus, (B,R4,S2).
Additional reading on Meat Juice: thequackdoctor.com/index.php/valentines-meat-juice/
While Meat Juice is interesting in a macabre kind of way, the Honey Mesquite offers more tangible benefits from a variety of uses. prepperswill.com/honey-mesquite-survival-tree-arid-lands/