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La vita e' una rosa, dove ogni petalo e' un'illusione ed ogni spina una realta'
Life is a rose, where every petal is an illusion and every thorn a reality
”So Many Thoughts Yet So Little Words”
Feldos wearing:
Mesh - Leather Knit Jacket RUFUS - REDGRAVE
LQMesh - Leather Jeans+Belt BLACK - REDGRAVE
[NikotiN] Cigarette_Classic
Multi-bead and Leather Cord Necklace
*ARGRACE* Taylor - Blacks
The mesh project in combination.
This is a severe crop from a photo of a Cypress tree at Lake Verret. This little section of the tree caught my attention while I was processing, and just wouldn't let go!
Looks like something from a Grimm's fairy tale!
I was always a lonely kid,never popular
Just wanted to sit and listen to the screams of the rail tracks.
Looking in the eyes of people that I don't know,
seeing their past,the now and the aftermath!
But nowdays they learned how to hide their opinions,
expressing their apologies just by lowering their heads.
Like,how the dead walk towards their "winter",
they look for recognition just by looking on their screens.
It's like a dog that stares straight in your soul,
looking for a pack,just to have a reason to die for!
Who's to judge what's worth it and what is not?!
This life they made,is looking like promissory.
We are not the same,so accept or tolerate me.
You have been taught to like only what's similar to you
and that "different" kid,staying on the "target" you made..
All of you so called "Christians",but for that kid you have no God!
Something tells me that my time ends here
and that on this wagon of life I'm left alone.
Whoever gets in rarely laughs,has fear on their eyes and a faded will!
I've thought so many times to jump on the rail tracks,
but something brave inside me,gives me reasons not to..
So I get back in my wagon and I keep living on~
“Not everything that is faced can be changed, but nothing can be changed until it is faced.” —James Baldwin
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It seems either these cliffs are having little thoughts of their own, or there's someone off in the distance with a little fire going and a blanket.
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"Live in such a way that you would not be ashamed to sell your parrot to the town gossip."
Will Rogers
All intelligent thoughts have already been thought; what is necessary is only to try to think them again. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
*happy hump day*
It was forecast to be overcast, drizzly and dull, perfect I thought, what I got was partly cloudy, blue skies and bright, shit! However, overshadowed by trees and still with significant snow was this destroyed hunting tower, I was thrilled to see it collapsed, at least there the local deer can roam without the fear of the coward's gun.
I hope everyone is well and so as always, thank you! :)
It has been a long, cold winter here in the south US Looking forward to spring with warmer days, spring migrations and beautiful flowers.
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The photo “Dark Thoughts” depicts a young woman with a determined expression, suggesting an inner intensity that implies what she projects will not be an easy or pleasant situation.
The choice of monochrome enhances this feeling by giving it a dramatic and heavy atmosphere, reinforcing the idea of a dense, almost oppressive mood !
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La photo « Dark Thoughts » représente une jeune femme au regard déterminé, suggérant une intensité intérieure qui laisse entendre que ce qu’elle exprime ne sera ni facile ni agréable.
Le choix du monochrome accentue cette impression en lui conférant une atmosphère dramatique et pesante, renforçant l’idée d’une humeur dense, presque oppressante !
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Fireman Pete Hackney and driver Mick Pickering, our footplate crew on a Russ Hillier photo charter on the Great Central Railway with Fairburn Tank 42085. I have fond memories of Mick Pickering, the driver on my footplate experience, way back in 2005.
When I begun to process this exposure bracketing, I thought that I knew what I wanted to attain. I was perfectly wrong. Indeed, these RAW files kept a few secret bits of beauty which I was not aware of when I selected them for processing – and they changed the course of the journey I had foreordained.
I was in a gloomy mood, for both personal and general concerns, and the RAWs looked rather duller than the average – taken: they appeared to accurately mirror the state of my soul. At worst, I would have wasted some hours of pointless procesing work before deciding to look for something better. Nobody would have known. However things were to contradict my expectations. I got some good news (a rarity in those tough days) about the health conditions of my brother and my “adopted brother-in-law” (i.e. my brother’s brother-in-law); on the other hand, Darktable – that wonderful software – gifted me with a few unanticipated treasures. My thoughts were growing more and more positive and the processing of this bracketing were proceeding accordingly: a hidden beauty was unfolding before me, my own persisting unawareness of it notwithstanding. At last I found myself with a picture that had apparently self-processed itself*, while I was busy exploring uncharted thoughts that kept emerging along the way
* Admittedly a bizarre phenomenon, which Maurits Cornelius Escher would have loved – think of his Drawing hands.
I would avoid to nag you about this incredibly wonderful location: you can take a look at my album Silent banks, the complete collection of the photos I have taken there; the attached narratives are rich in information about the place, if you are curious enough.
This location is especially renowned for its legendary morning mists, but only a thin layer of milky mist floated above the water that morning. On top of the hill in the distance, beyond the river, lays the sanctuary of the Madonna della Rocca ( = Madonna of the Rock), already brushed by the first light pouring from the Eastern horizon.
I have obtained this picture by blending an exposure bracketing [-1.7/0/+1.7 EV] by luminosity masks in the Gimp (EXIF data, as usual, refer to the "normal exposure" shot), then, as usual, I added some final touches with Nik Color Efex Pro 4.
I tried the inverted RGB blue channel technique described by Boris Hajdukovic as a possible final contribution to the processing. While this technique (which, its imposing name notwithstanding, is pretty simple to implement) often holds interesting results in full daylight landscapes, its effects on a low-light capture (e.g. a sunrise) are utterly unpredictable, so at the end of my workflow I often give it a try to ascertain its possibilities. In this picture I have exploited this technique in a very frugal, yet effective, way – just some touches where needed.
RAW files has been processed with Darktable. Denoising with DFine 2 and the Gimp (denoised and original images blended by lightness).
Windows of Opportunity" have been on my mind a lot. We are tentatively scheduled to take a May tour of Bryce & Zion canyons with Road Scholar in May of 2022. The COVID numbers are rising. If I were in my 40's , I would wait and say that there would be other opportunities "when life becomes more normal (safe)". I am in my mid-70's and healthy. There is still the thought in the back of my mind as to how many windows of opportunity will be in my future. We will decide as the time draws nearer.
I am reflecting, not complaining. We have weathered the pandemic well and our living situation is comfortable. I have also had many opportunities in the past to experience other places. The Irish rover in my genes still longs for a look beyond my present horizon, however, and it's a nagging feeling.
There will be one other post in this "windows of opportunity" series.
I’d noticed the striking white building with its handsome blue roof as we’d passed this way a day earlier, mustering our spirits as best we could under a grey, leaky sky that gave no hint of the beautiful evening we’d later enjoy by the side of the lake at Kirkjufell. I’d also spotted the rough pull in where the road snaked gently upwards through a patch of rocky scrub. “That might make for a shot,” was only the vaguest of thoughts as we passed through this remote area, heading for Arnarstapi and Dritvik Beach beyond. At this stage, the only thing we were certain of was that we’d passed the road that led to the Black Church of Budir and not taken it. And as we were following a circuit on the lonely road of West Snaefellsnes, we knew we’d need to be back this way the following day. That black church screams for attention you see. One of the most impossible to ignore hotspots on a peninsula that offers all sorts of possibilities.
So now we were here again, this time travelling anticlockwise on the most fantastic of coastal roads. Coming from a densely populated country where the sound of the internal combustion engine dominates almost every waking moment, driving here is an unrelenting joy. The Útnesvegur takes you through a brutal and dramatic landscape, where the story of Iceland’s violent volcanic birth is forever on show. In the far western reaches, we drove for miles, flanked by moss filled lava fields, roughly hewn and worn by the rages of a thousand winter storms, barely seeing any other vehicles at all. At times only the bulk of the ice clad Snaefellsjokull, rising mightily above everything else here seemed to anchor us to the land as if by some gravitational pull. A harsh elemental landscape in a time and place that has crept in under my skin and stayed there to settle into a contented glow that burns slowly within, forever calling me back. Having more time to explore on this, our second Icelandic adventure, was enabling us to see gems we’d had no time for on that dash around the ring road three summers earlier. You could easily fill an entire visit to Iceland with Snaefellsnes alone.
By now I was in a particularly fine mood. We’d already bagged compositions at half a dozen spots on this amazingly productive day as we made our way around the circuit. To add to the internal satisfaction levels, I’d also visited the fish and chip van at Arnarstapi. Let’s face it, if your stomach’s rumbling it’s game over on the photography front. Hunger is a big distraction when you’re trying to take epic photos. And now, a few minutes later after a spell in gastronomy heaven, here we were, pulled in at that patch of scrub and gazing at another epic vista, filled with more of those moss covered lava flows. And a handsome blue roofed building. And some other interesting stuff, I hope you’ll agree.
It was another Super Saturday moment, grabbed in a five minute roadside stop in the grand space between Arnarstapi and Budir. Well maybe a ten minute stop for a second layer to complete the twelve exposures for this handheld panoramic view that filled the space, tailing off into a hinterland of mountains rising from the red sands of the Snaefellsnes south coast under a huge gathering of heavy clouds that promised so much, and later delivered even more. It seems that wherever you stop - when you can stop - the chances are there will be something to fill the viewfinder with. Something that you perhaps didn’t see in a million other images when you planned your own adventures. Just like so many others, I love visiting the hotspots and trying to grab those memorable moments and record them forever. That’s what we were doing for most of our two weeks here, but I also find satisfaction in those impromptu moments when I see something else. And this is definitely an image I’d urge you to look at on the big screen if you can. “Best viewed large,” I sometimes read as I enjoy your stories. And you’re always right of course.