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Hola, me llamo Dani y soy de Caravaca de la Cruz, estudio en IES San Juan de la Cruz y entre mis aficiones se encuentra el futbol
Foto de larga exposición y en blanco y negro de un reloj, utilizando un filtro de densidad neutra variable.
…Les aiguilles avancent, le temps file et l'an 2014 approche à grands pas!
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Je vous souhaite d'ores et déjà une bonne et heureuse nouvelle année…que 2014 soit, pour chacun de vous, riche en satisfactions photographique et en petits bonheurs divers ^^
Auguro già un buonissimo capodanno a tutti voi, che sia ricco di soddisfazioni fotografiche e non solo! ^^
I wish you a very good New Year, I hope that it will be rewarding photographic and much more! ^^
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Guys, I have spilled my tic-tacs. Any chance of helping me clear up this mess?
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who needs lomo purple when you have expired film
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expired film 10/2006
konica vx200 super, shot at 100
Fotografía también de ayer por la tarde.
He de darle las gracias a mi novio, que fue un encanto aceptando ayudarme con la toma de todas ellas :) (¡te quiero!)
Espero que os guste.
The tourist information centre Margate has a modern circular extension which looked good against the sky today.
Lighting:
profoto 7b triggered by PWII's
6 x1 gridded softbox cam left, profoto softlight reflector cam right.
Harley and Kell doing their moves to promote their upcoming courses.
Croc, or alligator in this case.
My family and I went on an airboat ride through the everglades with the atmosphere and events paralleling a horror movie.
It was pouring down rain as we pulled up. We dashed through the rain, and seeking shelter of the general store. There were other tourists waiting the rain out, under the over hang. Most were wearing ridiculous ponchos. I started thinking it was a good idea as I started shivering.
The place was creepy. The general store clogged with annoying tourists and their misbehaving children. We bought sodas from people with as many teeth as fingers, which in one case was three. We followed the dirty arrow that had the word "deli" painted on it. It was no deli. It was a walk up window with "alligator bites and frog legs" painted crudely above the window, with the appropriate matching pictures.
Disgusted by the unsanitary conditions, and the gnarly looking food, I ordered a grilled cheese, hoping it would be safe. To my dismay, the greasy woman who took my order plopped my sandwich on the same grill as the alligator, frog legs, and raw hamburger. Her mute, zombie like daughter handed it to me silently.
I ate it, trying not to think about it, while my mom looked at her green hamburger.
Based on the the place, the food, and what I was about to do, I thought that I quite possibly ate my last meal. And one of the worst at that.
A skinny, tabby cat with an ear bitten off, and some balding, squawking peacocks ate the most of the food. None of us could stomach it.
We then made our way to the dock, posing for a group photo , all of us thinking we may've just taken our last photo. We climbed into a rickety boat with wet seats.
The driver went fast, turning this way and that. Stopping, brownish water sloshed over the side, soaking me being as I was on the edge. I kept thinking as he sped up again, that "he better not f****** tip us over. I'll be so f****** pissed," holding on to my camera for dear life.
We didn't turn over, but water sloshed us again a few more times as we stopped to see "the most beautiful bird in the everglades" or whatnot. Then, the alligators were there. First they were far away, but they came closer. Close enough to touch.
Heart racing, I leaned over snapping tons of pictures.
It was quite exciting. I was one of the closest.
In the end, the horror story didn't quite unfold as my overactive imagination had imagined, but if I ever write a horror story/movie, I know where my setting will be.