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Thought it was too pretty to resist shooting =)
YAY ANOTHER EXPLORE!!!! Thanks everyone so very much!!
This is Project 2 for my graphics class, using Adobe Illustrator.
Here, the subject was to be on how to sustain the earth, a month-long focus for Foothill College in March. I am addressing thought pollution.
I was focusing on the words of Sri Mata Amritanandamayi from some of her speeches, booklets:
“In fact, the most serious problem facing the world today is the pollution of the human mind and the increase in selfishness and cruelty. This is the root of all the other problems facing the world today. Everything in the world is changing—with one exception: our negative mental state! Our personality is a reflection of our mind. The ability of human beings to rise up to a situation and act is slowly disappearing. In the name of stability and competition, mankind is allowing their lives to be led by hatred, revenge and stubbornness.”
“The never-ending stream of love that flows from a true believer towards the entire Creation will have a gentle, soothing effect on Nature. This love is the best protection of Nature.”
“There is a rhythm and order to everything in the cosmos. The wind, the rain, the waves, the flow of our breath and heartbeat—everything has a rhythm. Similarly, there is a rhythm in life. Our thoughts and actions create the rhythm and melody of our lives. When the rhythm of our thoughts get lost, it reflects in our actions. This will, in turn, throw off the very rhythm of our life. Today, this is what we are seeing all around us.”
“Devote some time each day to connecting inwardly with Mother Nature. This may be through introspective activities in Nature, such as meditating, praying, singing or silent walks. If we find harmony within ourselves, that harmony will benefit Nature and be reflected throughout creation.”
“Everything is pervaded by Consciousness. It is that Consciousness which sustains the world and all the creatures in it. To worship everything, seeing God in all, is what religion advises. Such an attitude reaches us to love Nature. None of us would consciously injure our own body, beause we know it would be painful. Similarly, we will feel the pain of other people to be our own when the realization dawns within us that everything is pervaded by one and the same Consciousness. Compassion will arise, and we will sincerely wish to help and protect all. In that state, we won’t feel like plucking even a life unnecessarily. We will pick a flower only on the last day of its existence, before it falls from the stem. We will consider it as very harmful to the plant, and to Nature, if the flower is plucked on its very first day due to our greediness.”
This rather evocative photograph shows a single British soldier sitting on a wheelbarrow, apparently lost in his thoughts, while horse transports move along the road behind him. For the ordinary soldier, moments of solitude would have been few and far between.
The sentimentality of the original caption and the anonymity of the profiled head, suggest that this photograph may have been intended for consumption on the Home Front. In reality, as many first-hand accounts show, home often seemed an unreal dream to men at the Front.
[Original reads: 'Thoughts of home.']
When people are led to believe brushing your teeth is bad, they remember brushing less in the past than those who are told it is healthy. This is the self-enhancing feature of memory.
(Ross, McFarland & Fletcher, 1981)
CC image courtesy of www.flickr.com/photos/visualpanic/291546099/
On the way to Kansas, we stopped at the Oklahoma City bombing memorial. I only thought of it after a worker at Target saw my buying at atlas before the trip and recommended stopping there. It was a very moving place. I still haven't been able to track down that worker to thank him for the recommendation.
I thought about getting the bus to Bearwood (on the Outer Circle) and wasn't sure what was there to take. After I arrived I headed towards the Bus Station, and behind that was this park - Lightwoods Park.
I always thought that Bearwood was within Birmingham, but now it appears to be in the district of Sandwell.
The park was run by Birmingham until November 2010, when Sandwell took over running it.
There is signs here of it's Birmingham past.
This is the bandstand in Lightwoods Park. It is Grade II listed.
It appears that it wa made for the City of Birmingham (back when the park was run by the city).
Bandstand. Late C19. Cast iron on brick base with sheet iron roof.
Octagonal plan. Columns have pedestals and foliated capitals and are linked
by low railings on four sides. Shallow elliptical arches spring from the
capitals, with openwork decoration below oversailing eaves. The roof is a
facetted ogee dome with central cupola. The columns are inscribed: 'LION
FOUNDRY CO KIRKINTILLOCK".
Bandstand, Lightwoods Park, Bearwood - Heritage Gateway
The bandstand was presented to the City of Birmingham by Rowland Mason - West Mount, Edgbaston in April 1903.
View of the roof inside the bandstand.
It was Unaturally silent in the darkness. Even the pulsing of the tree itself had stopped.
There was no wind, no sound.
Then it came.
He saw that, inexplicably, a mist was rising from the floor of the forest... But no, not inexplicably: a mist was rising because it was meant to rise.
What could be explained in this place?
With difficulty he turned his head, first one way, then the other. There were two birds on the brances, ravens, both of them.
I know these, he thought, no longer capable of surprise. They are named Memory and Thought.
I learned this long ago...
-Guy Gavriel Kay
(exerpt from the Summer Tree, Book one of The Fionavar Tapestry)
Downtown Nashville, Tennessee
I missed the focus on this one, but I still like the facial expression on the young lady.
Read my blog behind this picture here: www.shutteringthrulife.com/smile-nashville-streets-part-2...
Olympus OM1
Olympus OM Zuiko 50mm f1.8
Kodak TRI-X 400
FINDLab
note to self: every person, every act, makes me feel that I don't believe in coincidence.
revelation: we can reinvent the story nevertheless we shouldn't live in a lie.
favorite moment: in way at home listening Alanis (joining you and utopia) and feel all that inspiration in my blood.
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nota mental: cada persona, cada acto me hace sentir que no creo en las coincidencias.
revelación: podemos reinventar la historia, sin embargo no debemos vivir en la mentira.
momento favorito: de camino a casa escuchando Alanis (Joining You y Utopia) y sentir toda esa inspiración en mi sangre.
I thought this one would make a great egg, but it makes a better cube. The golden Stars of David in the center are not as visible here, but I still find it amazing that you can take the flowers that decorated a wedding cake table and come out with something like this after various manipulations.
I made this at the now defunct (as of Nov 2014) Dumpr website. I'm trying to remove all the links I had since they now forward to a new website with a lot of javascript that I can't be certain is safe.
In honor of my grandmother and aunt, let the pink in this picture remind you to click to give at www.thebreastcancersite.com and yes, it really works. All you have to do is click and it will add funds to give women free mammograms. While you're there, you can also click to give at the other sites run by Greater Good Network: Animal Rescue, Hunger, Literacy, Rainforests, and Child Health.
Thought we would get a storm on the Gold Coast Last night but this is as close as it came. Taken From Tamborine Mountain looking west
As i woke up this morning, i had my camera all set up by my bed. I had the remote under my pillow, so i decided to take a pic.
Story/Reason:
Recently, life feels so tiring, i feel so tiring, and i have lost interest in the things i had zeal for. I make less Music, Don't have the feeling of attending lectures, can't seem to get enough sleep, and the weather keeps getting messy. So i woke up this morning thinking thru life and trying to get my brain ready for the day, but i seemed depressed.
I hope this passes soon.
Here is the world of thoughts.
A bunch of parrots sitting together on a branch,appearing like a group thinking upon some philosophical thoughts of life....different thoughts emerged in one place.
I thought this looked familiar. There's a similar building in Fulham. After a bit of googling I discovered that this used to be a Temperance Billiards Halls Ltd. building. It's Grade 2 Listed and was built in 1912 by T G Somerford.
From the British Listed Buildings website:
HISTORY: T G Somerford was the second company architect to Temperance Billiard Halls Ltd. The firm was founded in Manchester in 1906 at the height of the temperance movement, perhaps in response to the success of the world convention on temperance held in London in the same year. Under its first architect, Norman Evans, the company built around seventeen billiard halls from 1906-1911.
The temperance movement aimed to combat alcoholism by building 'dry' recreational halls and hotels which rivalled the architecture of the opulent public houses of the late C19. The buildings often used the same decorative materials that pubs used, such as tiled facades and stained glass windows, to create the congenial atmosphere of a public house without the pitfalls of available alcohol. Temperance Billiard Halls Ltd initially targeted the suburbs of south London, where many new pubs had been built in the late C19, as well as north-west England where the firm originated. By the beginning of WWI, however, billiards halls had been built across London, by both Temperance Billiard Halls Ltd and Lucania Temperance Billiard Halls Ltd, the two principal firms in operation. By 1939 there were over 50 temperance billiard halls in London, though few are of comparable quality to the first tranche built before WWI. After WWII, billiards declined in popularity as did, at a much speedier pace, the temperance movement. Many halls were converted to snooker or bingo halls and public houses. The Kings Road hall, however, became an antiques market in the early 1960s just when the area was emerging as the hub of Swinging London.