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Prisma is a photographic application that transforms normal photos into amazing images that attempt to replicate the human artistic touch. This phone-based app turns photographs into digital art in the style of drawings, watercolors, and paintings.
This two-acre plot of earth at the corner of El Camino Real ("The King's Highway") and Baldwin Street in San Mateo, California is perhaps the most venerable and historic site in the city. For over 150 years (since 1866) it has been the location of the Episcopal Church of St. Matthew, making it the oldest continually-used location in the city.
The devastating 1906 earthquake ruined the 1866 church and its fabulous bell tower. On May 15, 1910, the congregation buried a new cornerstone, containing all the artifacts from the original stone. Under the spiritual guidance of Reverend Neptune Blood William Gallaway, famed church architect Willis Polk engineered the new edifice. Considered one of the most beautiful houses of worship in California, it recalls the 11th century Stokes Poges Church in London, where Thomas Gray reportedly penned the poem "Elegy in a Country Churchyard."
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This is my last monarch caterpillar who, as of this afternoon, became a member of the chrysalis group. He/she will now hang out looking green along with 21 other chrysalids for the next 10-14 days.
I suppose it only fitting that life will take root in the structure itself. You see bricks are made from clay and concrete is made from lime, sand and gravel. So, the trees find a way to latch onto the core materials of the building. As they do, with a helping hand from rain and freezing temretures, the once rock hard building materials return to their soil beginnings, providing more material for nature to take root. Nothing goes to waste.
Winter’s magic transforms the countryside into a serene masterpiece, and this stunning blue barn in Fife Lake is the perfect centerpiece. Captured after a fresh December snowfall, the scene exudes rustic charm and peaceful stillness. Growing up here in this area, I’ve always loved how the snowy landscapes create a timeless beauty. ❄️
1920's Bathroom
Light walls, White woodwork, a smart pattern in linoleum, modern fittings and colorful towels, sash curtains and bath rug, transform old and dingy bathrooms into attractive modern ones.
i'm transforming!know this is the third stage i just have to wait for the red part to come in.know this IS the winter time.like it!?
Lark bunting
A group of lark buntings spent much of the winter at the Carrizo Plain. Here is a male nearly transformed into breeding plumage
Transformar: Hacer que una persona o cosa cambie de forma o de aspecto
Si os fijais no hacen mas que hablarnos de la cantidad de cosas que nos transforman.... la música, el amor, los hijos, el matrimonio, las dificultades, las alegrías
Todo el mundo tiene una justificación frente a los demás para alegar ser como es...
"Es que a mi el..... me ha cambiado la vida" ,..."Yo no era así pero fue encontrar ...... y me cambió la manera de pensar ...."
No se,,, creo que en realidad solo hay 3 o 4 cosas importantes que te pueden marcar en tu vida,, el resto es puro carácter y maduración personal
Si le damos tanto valor a esa cantidad enorme de factores influyentes terminaremos diciendo como Oscar Wilde: "Discúlpeme, no le había reconocido: he cambiado mucho"
Come down off your throne and leave your body alone - somebody must change
You are the reason I’ve been waiting so long - somebody holds the key
Well, I’m near the end and I just ain’t got the time
And I’m wasted and I can’t find my way home
Come down on your own and leave your body alone - somebody must change
You are the reason I’ve been waiting all these years - somebody holds the key
Well, I’m near the end and I just ain’t got the time
And I’m wasted and I can’t find my way home...
Steve Winwood
Was out exploring a cemetery the other day in the midst of an ice storm. Three consecutive days of freezing rain had transformed the landscape into an ice palace. Trees branches glistened under a thick coating of ice, and crackled in response to wind gusts. Grass and weeds were frozen in place, and made odd crunching sounds under my feet. Rain pelted my parka, a very odd sensation with the below freezing air temperature. The droplets sounded louder than normal summer rain, and icy cold where they landed on bare skin. It was yet another weather phenomenon that caused ordinary places to appear otherworldly. I love tapping into this energy. It is heightened by the sheer desolation of this place, a rural cemetery that is infrequently travelled. Adverse weather repels even the few who might otherwise have visited here. I'm left completely alone and without distraction. The intensity is palpable and in these moments I thrive on it. I wander about aimlessly, alternately pausing to observe things; taking photos. and at times simply standing still to take in the environment and appreciate the moment. I first noticed this statue of the Virgin Mary from a distance and it was facing away from me. I made my way over, and slowly circled around. That's the moment I saw the downturned face covered with rivulets of frozen rain drops. I realized instantly that this is why I was brought here. Nearly every spontaneous photo shoot includes a defining moment, and today, this was it. Standing here miles from nowhere in the middle of an ice storm, me and this forlorn little figurine. I sized up the face; battered and weathered, moldy yet an expression that seemed unbowed by circumstance. The painted eyes seemed eerily lifelike, as if they were capable of vision, of cognition. I kept replaying this moment later in the day, even after I was warm and dry. The photo haunts me still.
TSCHE-CHU-CHU-CHU-TSCHE
Fully transformable LEGO Rubik's Cube - Rubrikon. Check out the previous photos for close ups.
Great days the VR era, not so great was the condition of most of them in the latter days (the Cornwall based ones I hasten to add were far worse appearance wise than the Plymouth fleet).... maybe all those rural country roads?!
Any First's slogan of the 'First Transforming Travel' was rather inappropriate when it came to the VRs but I guess it wasn't worth the time and money to really smarten them all up.
Anyway 38928 gained the front grill of 38867 hence the mis-match with the rest of the livery, happily this VR is preserved and will one day I am sure look back to her superb best.
200 years ago:
Deichstrasse Herrengraben Baumwall Kehrwiederspitze
sowie Pre Speicherstadt und Hafencity
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My friend, life has been good to you..
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“There can be no transforming of darkness into light and of apathy into movement without emotion” (Carl Gustav Jung)
Thanks to Neighya for texture
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Best in large
I have over 15 000 views on my photostream now, and its a long time since I started on Flickr. And I wonder if I should do this still.
I see some get over 100 and more faves for really bad and cliché photos, but others that make artistic work struggle to get 15 faves. Sharpen up people, do not always please someone cause you can get an invite or fave back. I really dont like that side of Flickr. You should have some critical sense when commenting.
I joined Flickr in may 2010. Since then I have got one picture with faves over 70 (76), 2 pictures with 50 faves, 2 pictures with 40 something faves, 19 between from 30 to 39, and the rest under 30.
And I have posted 1 858 photos from SL and a few rl.
I know that not all of them are good, but I still wonder if its worth all the work I put in my pictures. Maybe I should use the time for something else or somewhere else.
Yesterday, a friend and I just walked around the city to take some casual shots. I told him that in my opinion good photographs are taken, when you transform something ordinary into something unusual. Having said that, I got the idea of climbing the basketball basket. Of course, I could not do it all by myself so he pushed up, until I somehow was on top of the basket. After a while, I mastered to sit on top. I can tell you, the view was very good! ;)
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Montenegro is a country in Eastern Europe bordering Bosnia and Herzegovina, Serbia, Kosovo, Albania and the Adriatic Sea. It used to be a part of Yugoslavia. The capital is Podgorica. The name Montenegro is Italian and means Black mountain. Montenegro was an independent princedom between 1878 and 1910 and an independent kingdom until 1918. That year Montenegro became part of Yugoslavia. In 2003 Yugoslavia was transformed into the new country of Serbia and Montenegro, but this fell apart in 2006 when both countries went their separate ways. Montenegro is therefore the youngest country in Europe. Montenegro is not a member of the European Union, but it is a member of NATO. Despite the fact that Montenegro is not yet an EU Member State, people do pay with the euro. Montenegro may be small, but this beautiful nation has a huge array of natural and man-made wonders. Once overlooked in favor of more famous Mediterranean countries, Montenegro is quickly gaining a reputation as a great place to travel. It's easy to see why. The mountainous hinterland is home to deep gorges, flowing rivers, glacial lakes and old-growth forests, popular for adventure activities. Petrovac is located on the coast between Budva and Bar, where the old mountain road from Podgorica reaches the coast. It has a 600 m long sandy beach and it is a popular tourist destination. Petrovac is seen as a somewhat "calmer" resort. The European Dream Islands are two wonderful islands, officially called Big and Small Katic, and in everyday life called Katic and the island of Sveta Nedelya Holy Resurrection. They are located in the Adriatic Sea opposite the Petrovac resort.
The island of Sveta Nedelya or called Katic is located one kilometer from the city beach of Petrovac. This island is made of stone, it is quite small in size. It is located so that it is closed from the side of the coast of Petrovac by another stone island - Katic, overgrown with pine trees. You can get here by swimming, on catamarans or a boat. On the island of Sveta Nedelya there is a small church with the same name as the island itself. There is an amazing legend associated with this island and this church. She tells us that sailors miraculously escaped during a storm on this island. After this event, the sailors literally built a church on bare stones, which to this day is considered a talisman for local sailors and fishermen. There are reefs near these two islands. The most interesting dives take place near the Donkova Seka underwater cliff. This part of the Adriatic Sea is under the protection of the state of Montenegro and is considered a protected area.
Montenegro is een land in Oost-Europa en grenst aan Bosnië en Herzegovina, Servië, Kosovo, Albanië en de Adriatische Zee. Vroeger was het een deel van Joegoslavië. De hoofdstad is Podgorica. De naam Montenegro is Italiaans en betekent Zwarte berg. Montenegro was tussen 1878 en 1910 een zelfstandig prinsdom en tot 1918 een zelfstandig koninkrijk. Dat jaar werd Montenegro onderdeel van Joegoslavië. In 2003 werd Joegoslavië omgevormd in het nieuwe land Servië en Montenegro, maar dit viel in 2006 uit elkaar toen beide landen een eigen weg gingen. Montenegro is misschien klein, maar deze prachtige natie heeft een enorm scala aan natuurlijke en door de mens gemaakte wonderen. Ooit over het hoofd gezien ten gunste van meer bekende mediterrane landen, krijgt Montenegro snel een reputatie als een geweldige plek om te reizen. Het is gemakkelijk te zien waarom. Het bergachtige achterland herbergt diepe kloven, stromende rivieren, gletsjermeren en oerbossen, populair voor avontuurlijke activiteiten. Petrovac ligt aan de kust tussen Budva en Bar, waar de oude bergweg, met hellingen van de omliggende heuvels, van Podgorica de kust bereikt. Het eiland Sveta Nedelya ligt op een kilometer van het stadsstrand van Petrovac. Dit eiland is gemaakt van steen, het is vrij klein van formaat. Het is zo gelegen dat het vanaf de kant van de kust van Petrovac wordt afgesloten door een ander stenen eiland - Katic, begroeid met pijnbomen. Je kunt hier komen door te zwemmen, op catamarans of een boot. Op het eiland Sveta Nedelya staat een klein kerkje met dezelfde naam als het eiland zelf. Er is een verbazingwekkende legende geassocieerd met dit eiland en deze kerk. Ze vertelt dat er ooit op dit eiland tijdens een storm zeelieden op wonderbaarlijke wijze zijn ontsnapt. Na deze gebeurtenis bouwden de zeelieden letterlijk een kerk op kale stenen, die tot op de dag van vandaag wordt beschouwd als een talisman voor lokale zeelieden en vissers. Er zijn riffen in de buurt van deze twee eilanden.
Some painters transform the sun into a yellow spot, others transform a yellow spot into the sun.
Pablo Picasso
Some morning sun shining on Carol's art.
The first place we headed to once arriving at Death Valley on this round was Dante’s View. Here, at 5’476 feet (1,669 meters) above sea level, you get an outstanding view of a good chunk of the park overlooking Badwater Basin. As Badwater Basin is as low as 282 feet (86 meters) below sea level, this is seen from well over a mile up. This year, however, water has been present in the basin. That’s not unheard of, though the fact this water has been there for better than five months is. The park was hit by Hurricane Hillary last year that dumped more rain in the park in an hour than it typically receives in a year. Considered a ‘millennial event’, the result was major damage throughout the park from flooding, transforming the face of the park in many places overnight. Wildrose Road and Titus Canyon are still impassable and may take many years to recover.
The park is still getting rain as of this past week in an ongoing event that meteorologists have dubbed an ‘atmospheric river’. That has left the park with 4.9 inches of rain over the last six months, which is more than double the normal 2 inches of annual rainfall. That has been good for the wildflowers found in Death Valley, though few are evident in the Badwater region due to the high concentration of salt. That salt is apparent here as white spread throughout the basin. Whenever water covers Badwater Basin, it becomes the ephemeral pluvial body known as Lake Manly. According to NASA’s Surface Water and Ocean Topography (SWOT) satellite, Lake Manly spread to 6 miles long and 3 miles wide in early February of this year, ranging as deep as 3 feet. It was fascinating to be here during such an historical occurrence.
Across the basin from here is snowcapped Telescope Peak in the Panamint Mountain Range. At 11, 049 feet (3368 meters), it is the highest peak in Death Valley National Park.
“Personal transformation can and does have global effects. As we go, so goes the world, for the world is us. The revolution that will save the world is ultimately a personal one.”
Marianne Williamson