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In all things of nature, there is something of the marvelous.
- Aristotle
no editing on this...straight from the camera
The Three Sisters are a famous rock formation in the Blue Mountains of New South Wales, Australia. They are close to the town of Katoomba and are one of the Blue Mountains' most famous sights, towering above the Jamison Valley. Their names are Meehni (922 m), Wimlah (918 m), and Gunnedoo (906 m).
Three years.
That's how long it had been since Bree confessed her feelings to the former Head Boy, her close friend, and her personal mode of transportation.
And what was a surprise to her? He felt the same way.
She wouldn't give up the past three years for anything. She was finally happy.
Just three of the six furry-headed little cheetah cubs on exhibit with their mom, Addison, at Safari Park. All so very cute, and each with their own unique personality. Mom has her paws full, but she’s a pro at this!
Cheetah Cubs born to Addison 11/21/15, part of a litter of 6
Three Cedar Waxwings on a branch with two framed by another branch. Gatewood Park, Duck Creek, Dallas, Texas. 9 December 2024
In the spring last year, myself and a few creative souls gathered at Castle Ashby Gardens to create some magic together and now I’m so excited to be able to share this shoot as it’s finally been published in beauNU Magazine.
Ella Sadika (an incredible watercolour artist and photographer), Bella Kotak (a wonderful photographer and floral queen!) and Yinsey Wang (a beautiful fantasy model and lawyer) wore dresses by designers This Modern Love Bridal and Audrey Ashley Couture in a ‘Three Graces’ inspired shoot. Makeup and hair wizardry was done by Minaz Mawjee and Victoria Leanne. We also had help from the insanely talented Pratik Naik.
I’m so lucky I got to shoot with people who inspire me daily. Thank you Yinsey for bringing us all together! ♥️
I filmed the day so will be posting a behind the scenes video in the next couple of weeks! 😊
Contrary to it’s name the Three Armed Sloth is a marvel in speed, balance and neural augmentation. The battle armor suit protects the wearer from weapons damage but it also amplifies strength and keeps balance even in high speed and tricky terrain.
Neural connectors gets feed directly from the brain and the suit can therefore react in real time to the wearers moves. It can also feed data and stimulus back to the brain.
Mounted on the back of the suit is the real reason for it’s efficiency in combat. A robotic arm that can wield a multitude of weapons and mimics every move of the suit's right arm. This suit is armed with an Anti-Armor-Vibro-Sword that can cut through steel, stone and armed concrete like it’s made of paper.
On the other end of the robotic arm is the counter weight and the balancing machinery that keeps the suit in the right position and keeps the wearer from feeling any of the additional weight and momentum from the arm. Some arms have mounting points for additional weaponry, like the one seen here. A double barrel Auto-Target-Anti-Personnel-Rail-Gun tracks targets and feeds the results directly into the visual cortex of the wearer.
The wearer carries a "control pad". Shaped like a sword and weighted properly to make the feeling of swinging a sword feel more like the real thing. The controller is equipped with triggers for the various weaponry the suit carries.
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Ever since I saw this great moc by polywen I've been somewhat fascinated by the Galidor heads. Allegra's head in particular. I think it's one of the best minifig heads LEGO ever did.
So I bought one. Since then I've wanted to build something fitting this great LEGO piece. Not long thereafter I stumbled onto this sketch by Trevor Claxton. I knew I had to try to build something like that. I think I have been trying to build this for at least a year. Trying to find the right parts. The right proportions. Now, I really need to be finished with this MOC, or I think I might go insane :)
This is my version of Allegra. Allegra 2.0. This is what Galidor should have been.
It's over three years since I last wore this dress, I think! It would have been for the first Christmas with Pamela and M. There is certainly a picture of me at Blackrock wearing it ... later the same day of the bridge episode at Ravensdale. It's a nice winter weight and is OK with leggings (necessary after multiple encounters with brambles).
Very evocative view of the clouds/mist clinging to the hillsides as we progressed up the Yangtze through the Three Gorges during floods.
Modelo:
La señorita Triple M ;)
Configuración:
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ƒ/13
ISO 100
Sigma 18-200mm F3.5-6.3 DC OS
Canon Speedlite 430 EX ll Con paraguas translucido
Panasonic GX7 || Olympus 15mm f8 Body Cap Lens
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There is an old, wooden house on the hill over Töölö Bay in Helsinki. It's really huge, 1200 sq. meters, three floors, attic, basement, and innumerable large rooms. I had been strolling past it for more than a decade, but had never walked in. Until today.
Each room in the house is filled with lots and lots of furnitures, books on top of each other, old dolls, flower vases, radios, music instruments, clothes, costumes, toys etc. etc. etc...
The first floor of the house has been converted into a flea market. Endless piles with different objects have been accumulated there, covered with layers of dust and time.
The other floors are incredibly beautiful with old antiques, stuff that has surely seen better days way long into the past. And yet, its beauty remains still alive in Aulis' old house.
I have to thank the gorgeous Scilla siberica on the hill which had paved my way into Aulis'.
The blue flowers spread all the way down and so I climbed up the hill to photograph them. And then, I found myself in front of a door. It said OPEN, so I walked in.
An older man was standing there, looking busy sorting different things. It was Aulis, 80 y/o.
"Hello, may I come in ? Is this yours?"
He answered positively to both questions and I walked straight into the flea market.
A few minutes later I decided it was enough and made my way out.
Aulis was still busy by the door. I thanked him and said that he had got lots of stuff in there.
"Indeed," he said, "it's a lifetime collection."
Something in the way he said it made me ask to make a photo of him.
"Sure, go ahead, you won't be the first. Lots of people have been here taking pictures of me... Wait a minute, I'll go downstairs and bring some photos to show you."
I was quite surprised at his enthusiasm and waited. A minute later Aulis came up with a magazine and a colour print.
"Awesome photos," I said. "Where were they taken?"
"Here, downstairs," he said. "Would you like to have a look?"
I surely would. And that's when Aulis opened up his home for me. Not only his home, but his incredible life stories came up, rushing out of his memory in a speedy rhythm.
I followed him down the stairs and was amazed by what my eyes suddenly saw. I felt as if I had just stepped into a time machine. I found myself standing a century, maybe two centuries ago.
Dusky light came through the windows giving the room a, somewhat, spooky atmosphere.
There were green plants and orchids everywhere on pot poles and plenty of books on the shelves.
The floor was covered with thick carpets.
In the middle of the room, amidst the plants, there was an old armchair covered with an animal fur and I asked Aulis to sit down so I could make a portrait of him.
He mentioned that it was actually on this very armchair that the photo, he had shown me a bit earlier, was taken.
He then turned on two small lamps and started to play a well-known Finnish melody on the piano.
The first piano was from the 1920s and the second was two hundreds years old, he explained.
"Do you intend to sell them," I wondered loudly and Aulis said that the right price hadn't been offered yet, although somebody from Russia had shown interest in buying the older piano.
However, I felt that Aulis didn't really care for selling and that the issue of the price was only an excuse to hold on to his cherished collections.
A few stories later, we walked up the stairs and Aulis opened the gate to the upper floors for me.
"This part of the house is not for everybody," he pointed out, "but you may go up and feel free to look around for as long as you wish. I will be here down doing some work in the meanwhile."
An hour or so later I came down, although I could definitely have stayed there for a whole day.
The two upper floors were packed with ancient treasures, visual gems of all kinds which totally inspired the photographer in me. It was truly amazing. I had no idea that such a place existed within the old house on the hill.
"You have to convert your home into a museum," I said.
"Well, I am a museum item myself," he laughed.
Aulis has been collecting furnitures for the past five decades. People knew about him and were used to call him to come over and empty their attics. He would bring the content of many attics into his home--where he lived with his family, a wife and two sons--and completely furnished the big residence with these collections.
I asked Aulis whether I could come back and bring along my husband.
"You are welcome," he said, "anytime!"
The building comes from a large merchant's property which was originally built in Jomfru Anegade in Aalborg in 1585. The construction, with jettied storeys, makes each storey broader and longer than the one beneath it. Rebuilt in "Den Gamle By" (English: The Old Town) in 1926.
In 1914, the museum opened as the world's first open-air museum of its kind, concentrating on town culture rather than village culture. The museum consists of 75 historical buildings collected from 20 townships in all parts of the country. The town itself is the main attraction but most buildings are open for visitors. The rooms are either decorated in the original historical style or organized into larger exhibits.