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HAPPY FENCED FRIDAY !

At first, I was on the fence about posting this image to Fenced Friday. However, I decided it was okay to post the evidence of a fence-to-be: i.e. a Future-Tense Fence. We all anxiously await the decision of the Group Administrators of both Fences and Fenced Friday.

 

Think about the logic.

In fence construction, it makes perfect sense to install the gate first, and then add the fence. Fence sections and post locations can be varied relatively easily as needed; serious, sturdy gates like this one -- not so much.

 

This gate-first construction approach does create a nicely surreal image to photograph, if your timing is right (or lucky, like mine).

I am sure that if I go back in a week or so, the fence will be in place and there will be nothing special to photograph. I am glad I could carpe diem.

 

Location: Tierpark Lange Erlen, Basel BS Switzerland.

 

In my album: Dan's Funny Stuff.

 

Opa died in January, and we miss him still.

from the series 'interference.patterns'...

I have some new shot taken under the Olympic Arch. Here's the first.

 

(Explored, # 19 may 15)

Overrijsel canal in Deventer, the Nederlands, February 2007.

'Mallet' No. 101 stands in tense station on 14th April 2019 while engaged with a David Williams photographers chart. The line is operated by 'Velay Express', and the 'Mallet' is designated a historical monument, and owned bt The Federation of Friends of Secondary Railways (FACS). The locomotive was built in 1906 by Ateliers de la Nord (ANF), Blanc Misseron (Nord). Copyright Photograph John Whitehouse - all rights reserved

Trinidad Cuba, Nena's hands...years on years.

Resident Evil 3 (Demo) (Capcom, 2020)

 

- ReShade 4.5.3

- Camera tools by Otis_Inf

A whisper, a hiss. The breath of snakes in a night of ominously rustling leaves, tenses the limbs and forces the life-force spirit so intently into the eyes to the point of protrusion. The night is dark and hair-raisingly alive. Little can be seen but the presences about are as palpable as the trembling skin, the pulse beat in the ears ... The gift of a small fire holds back the night.

 

Abstraction has always been, for me, a gateway into that part of our consciousness that does not create words and concepts but activates the deep feeling "drivers" of our instinct and our intuition. it is therefore "Incomprehensible". This incomprehensibility or non-verbal, non-referential of abstraction got me into a lot of hot water with my viewers when I painted this way exclusively. People would get really riled up, almost hostile at times, when looking at my work and yet were unable to say "why". Others would find beautiful things in them. I found both extremes very interesting. Some would just walk away and say "Well I wouldn't hang that over MY couch!". To each their own.

 

Another image derived from the crumbling, peeling paint of an outdoor mural and heavily processed later. Created for "The Hypothetical Awards'" "Abstract Art Challenge". ToR Oct 12, 2013.

 

Music Link: Steve Roach, Stephen Kent & Kenneth Newby, "Slow Walk at Stone Wash", from their album, "Halcyon Days". More Dark Ambient / Tribal.

 

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This is my Sunday planning session. Who needs packed lunches on which days, which extra things will be needed. Usually I can only think one week ahead but this week I am also planning Christmas dinner so I've got the recipe books and magazines out for that.

 

My macro lens is also on the table because that is coming with me flower hunting this afternoon.

 

The roses are from the garden. I think they must be the last of the rose harvest this year. Even this seems ridiculously late.

 

I haven't planned for 2018 yet. That is too far ahead and my diary doesn't go that far.

The feral cats in the colony by the lake are bound to their dens due to the deep snow. The winds blowing snow off the ice covered lake change the landscape by the day and deepen the snowpack and drifts on the lee of the boulder field. They manage to peer out of openings between the boulders and seem to be able to travel in tunnels under the boulders for short distances. This girl perched just outside her den to see who is visiting the park is located right near a food cache. I am concerned about a few of the others because I haven't seen them for several days. After the last snowstorm a drift covered the food tray but I stopped by the next day and put down more food so although they're trapped and unable to roam about most of them are getting enough calories to survive the bitter cold. If there is a warmup and another freeze they will be able to walk on the icy crust that forms on the surface of the snowpack.

Photo taken with Nikon D810 camera. Location: Gibraltar.

 

Danseuse smitha madhav against the backdrop of khajuraho temple in setting sun

"Esperar é um modo de chegares

Um modo de te amar dentro do tempo"

 

Daniel Faria

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