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Scenes from a retreat in the Catskills. Nineteen visionaries spend a week at work on new projects and strategies for wholesome and sovereign living.
“I had learned early to assume something dark and lethal hidden at the heart of anything I loved. When I couldn't find it, I responded, bewildered and wary, in the only way I knew how: by planting it there myself.”
- Tana French, In the Woods -
Photo Courtesy Better Photography Pic Girish Mistry my Photo Guru
I was wanting to place an online free ad for my 225 old cameras , my few camera equipment that I wanted to desperately sell off , due to a uncomfortable cash crunch, so I surfed registering at Kijjiji and also Better Photography .
But Better Photography has nostalgia and old sepia toned memories I used to subscribe to it for many years till I became a Photo Blogger and moved away , from all things pertaining to offline photography.
I have posted some of my Photo Blogs from Flickr to Better Photography..
But also a comment on the state of affairs in the world of photography of us amateurs that I share with all of you...
I think and I am really upset with the system that metes out strict strictures to photographers, we are treated as terrorists , at least my kind that wear traditional pathan turbans, we at least as Photo Bloggers are a specie out of extra terrestrial space , I saw the way we are not given permission to shoot the Kumbh ., only hot shot Rais and media photo journalists .I mean see the pictures each morning in Times of India you will puke , the same unpoetic stuff, trash, I think guys who work as peons at Bennet and Coleman shoot far better stuff on mobile phones..
The Times is in a noose of amateurish shit whether it is the Hadkars, Uma Kadams, pictures that are pictorial nightmares.. They really got to Unlearn Photography. Pronto..
I dont say that mine is bigger, but I shoot without manipulating my imagination , I shoot Truth as reflected on the viewfinder of my Soul.
With a single roll in your camera you can become a photographer if you have the will and the determination.
High end company sponsored cameras dont get you pictures , pictures come from within..Photojournalism in Mumbai Sucks all the way to the Bank .. On rag heads called Crimes of India..
I shot the Serial Train Bomb Blast walking from Bandra Station to Mahim to Matunga and that was one day we were all Indians ..we are Indians only on calamities during Peaceful times we find an excuse to create calamities. This is my pictorial observation taking the reading from dark shadows in human life..
NZ Trials training ran their first small group training day in July 2019 at Western Valley near Little River. The property is known for being slippery in the gullies, and the rain over the previous couple of days ensured it was the perfect venue to learn new skills. The days comprised one group in the morning which is when these photos were taken, then my turn in the afternoon. We started on a slippery hill which was difficult to walk up and were shown how to ride up and how to keep moving to prevent a five. Over the course of riding a number of sections we were given guidance on braking, clutch control, body position, and gear selection. The drizzly weather wasn’t noticeable under the trees and the day gave me some advice on riding the slippery conditions I have always struggled with. Thanks to Jules assisted by David and Derek. All I have to do now is unlearn some of my bad riding habits.
Jules ran a second training day at McQueens Valley the next day, and has a number of other training days planned. At present these are Kaikoura on 10/11 August and in the North Island at Lake Kimihia near Huntly on 25 August.
Enjoy the photos.
These grey and white Cowichan sweater pots represent my acculturated West Coast Canadian identity.
None of my paternal relations within the past 3 generations were/are indigenous, and with this fact in conjunction with the Indian Act 1876, this meant that by law my maternal grandmother lost her right to "be native". This included her right to ancestral land, her name, and any enfranchisement with her band. She and her many sisters, and children, were absorbed into the Canadian project of assimilation. It was thus that I learned that being "indian" was shameful and dirty; and being "white" was synonymous with "right" and "good".
Today the Cowichan Sweater has become an icon for the "right" kind of intercultural project; a successful integration story. Never mind residential schools, the Indian Act and the outright ban on cultural activities: the potlatch, speaking of language, and the practice of ceremony for generations from 1885 onward. These laws were set out to eradicate the very culture that produces the objects that are now collected, copied and prized.
The Cowichan "Indian" sweaters, as they were known, became incredibly popular in the 1920's and remain so today, with brands such as Ralph Lauren and Pendleton still producing knock-offs at a steep price.
The Cowichan people living today number nearly 5000 members living in and around the Cowichan Tribes Reserve on Vancouver Island. There are seven traditional villiages: Kw’amutsun, Qwum’yiqun’, Hwulqwselu, S’amuna’, L’uml’umuluts, Hinupsum, Tl’ulpalus.
I have purposefully used generalised "West Coast chunky sweater" decorative motifs, such as those found in popular knock-off knitting patterns www.allfreeknitting.com/Mens-Knit-Sweaters/Mens-Cowichan-...
being mindful of traditional Cowichan familial designs that are passed from generation to generation, and are not my own.
I am in the process of reconnecting with my maternal culture and find myself making many mistakes, including appropriation as I unlearn the mindset of colonization.
See here for a list of Cowichan makers producing sweaters using traditional methods and designs, and support the living artists: cowichantribes.com/presence-valley/cowichan-entrepreneurs...
Scenes from a retreat in the Catskills. Nineteen visionaries spend a week at work on new projects and strategies for wholesome and sovereign living.
Biography:
I spent my professional life as an Interior Designer, and always harboured a dream of photography. Between moving internationally twice, a very demanding job and two kids to raise as a single parent, I never seemed to have time or money to indulge the whim.
I started taking evening classes at CCSF in 2007, with my first film camera, and fell in love. Since then, I have worked mostly in film, and my favourite cameras are vintage and low tech. Recently, I have challenged myself to find the same creative magic that I found in film, using digital tools. I believe that it is the eye, fresh mind, curiosity, imagination and drive that will deliver an unforgettable image. The tools and medium employed are secondary. I find inspiration in fleeting beauty, and the dream of the perfect image, which is usually just beyond the edge of my lens.
CCSF Photography and You:
On the recommendation of a friend, I enrolled in CCSF Photo51 in 2007 in the evening class. I have such happy memories of that semester. The days when I had class, I was energized, and could not wait for evening to get to class and learn. The instructors were down to earth, inspiring, smart and amazingly supportive. At that time, Photo 51 students could choose to learn using either digital or film cameras. I bought a simple 35mm film camera, and it was as if a whole new world was revealed to me.
Since then, I have completed most of the Photography classes offered at CCSF. In doing so, I have found inspiration, challenge and community. I have met so many talented and passionate photographers, both fellow students as well as instructors.
The thing I have valued most about my time at CCSF is the community. The diversity of the students is amazing, and I have been humbled many times when a fellow student revealed fantastic work during class critique. The learning experience I was offered has enriched my life in so many ways.
As an adult without a particular ambition to “attain “ a degree, I have nonetheless managed to gain some very solid photography skills.
I no longer take CCSF classes, but still miss the energy, community, learning and fun that I found in that darkroom.
What I learned at CCSF will never be unlearned, and my time there will always be a happy memory for me
NZ Trials training ran their first small group training day in July 2019 at Western Valley near Little River. The property is known for being slippery in the gullies, and the rain over the previous couple of days ensured it was the perfect venue to learn new skills. The days comprised one group in the morning which is when these photos were taken, then my turn in the afternoon. We started on a slippery hill which was difficult to walk up and were shown how to ride up and how to keep moving to prevent a five. Over the course of riding a number of sections we were given guidance on braking, clutch control, body position, and gear selection. The drizzly weather wasn’t noticeable under the trees and the day gave me some advice on riding the slippery conditions I have always struggled with. Thanks to Jules assisted by David and Derek. All I have to do now is unlearn some of my bad riding habits.
Jules ran a second training day at McQueens Valley the next day, and has a number of other training days planned. At present these are Kaikoura on 10/11 August and in the North Island at Lake Kimihia near Huntly on 25 August.
Enjoy the photos.
NZ Trials training ran their first small group training day in July 2019 at Western Valley near Little River. The property is known for being slippery in the gullies, and the rain over the previous couple of days ensured it was the perfect venue to learn new skills. The days comprised one group in the morning which is when these photos were taken, then my turn in the afternoon. We started on a slippery hill which was difficult to walk up and were shown how to ride up and how to keep moving to prevent a five. Over the course of riding a number of sections we were given guidance on braking, clutch control, body position, and gear selection. The drizzly weather wasn’t noticeable under the trees and the day gave me some advice on riding the slippery conditions I have always struggled with. Thanks to Jules assisted by David and Derek. All I have to do now is unlearn some of my bad riding habits.
Jules ran a second training day at McQueens Valley the next day, and has a number of other training days planned. At present these are Kaikoura on 10/11 August and in the North Island at Lake Kimihia near Huntly on 25 August.
Enjoy the photos.
Unlearned Lesson
Memorial Day
Of every year
The little valiant
Flags appear
On every fallen
Soldier's grave--
Symbol of what
Each died to save.
And we who see
And still have breath
Are we no wiser
For their death?
Dorothy Brown Thompson
THINGS TO UNLEARN MOVING FROM TRADITIONAL DEVELOPMENT TO THE NEW DIGITAL WORLD
SPEAKER/S: Neil Young (ngmoco:))
"Chase good failure!" - Futurist Jim Carroll
This post originally started out with this thought in mind: "You don't have a right to success. But you do have the right to learn it and earn it!" My original idea was to come up with a list of 101 things you could do to try to learn and earn your success going forward.
But at the same time, a potential client was asking me for a video clip of how I do my text message polling on stage - it's an effective way for audience interaction. While editing the clip, the phrase 'good failure' came to mind - because my attempt failed live, in real-time, in front of the audience. I then turned around and used that failure to my advantage to emphasize a key point. In effect, the video clip is an example of 'good failure' in action! Hence, today's quote!
And so, here's my rolling list:
1. Chase good failure
2. Avoid bad failure
3. Know the difference!
4. Do even more good failure
5. Do less bad failure while you do so<
6. Always have a backup plan
7. Test your backup plan
8. Make that plan, plan B
9. Don’t fear to change
10. Fear not changing!
11. Change faster
12. Know what to change
13. Know what not to change
14. Do many new things
15. Avoid the old things
16. Put in the work
17. Work harder
18. Know when not to work
19. Chase ideas
20. Keep reinventing your ideas
21. When you are stuck, find a new idea
22. Don’t get stuck on one idea
23. Let go of your best ideas
24. Because there is always a better idea
25. Take the lumps
26. Learn from the lumps
27. Don’t fear your failures
28. Celebrate your successes
29. Get inspired by others
30. View your success as an iterative voyage
31. Learn what you don’t know
32. Know what you don’t know
33. Unlearn what you do know
34. Know what you need to know next
35. Know what’s next
36. Get involved with that next
37. Challenge your assumptions
38. Eliminate your habits
39. Get out of your rut
40. Find a new rut and make it a temporary one
41. Rethink your dumb ideas – they are a starting point for a great idea
42. Find the smart idea within the dumb idea
43. Recognize that it might not be a dumb idea after all
44. Listen more
45. Listen to the right people
46. Avoid the negative people
47. Find inspiration in inspirational people
48. Know who those people are
49. Get rid of the toxic ones
50. At the same time, inspire others
51. Find the power of the crowd
52. Learn to work the power of the crowd
53. Give back to the crowd
54. Always find a new crowd
55. Don’t assume you have the solution
56. But make sure you can identify the problem
57. Try something that works
58. When it doesn’t work, try a new thing
59. Only do that new thing for a while and then find another new thing
60. Have an inventory of new things
61. Nurture those new things with your imagination
62. Recognize that your imagination is your most important asset
63. So dream more
64. Dream big
65. Dream of things that other people say are crazy
66. Do more crazy
67. But recognize it’s not crazy – it’s innovation
68. So innovate more!
69 Innovate simply to innovate – forget a goal
70. Change your goals
71. Have multiple goals
72. Abandon goals faster in place of new ones
73. Learn more
74. Learn more faster
75. Know faster what you need to learn faster
76. Learn just-in-time
77. Develop skills to learn-just-in-time
78. Observe more
79. Observe the right things
80. Don’t observe what doesn’t matter
81. Know what doesn’t matter
82. Waste time
83. Do frivolous things
84. Make them less frivolous – make them real
85. Stop making excuses
86. Stop blaming others
87. Abandon the whole idea of excuses
88. Start moving
89. Make action your oxygen
90. Be horrified by your inaction
91. Admit when you were wrong
92. Know when you were wrong
93. Fix those wrongs
94. Know how to get your trainwreck back on track
95. Help others get back on track
96. Know what the track forward should be
97. Never go back to the other track
98. Chase optimism
99. Nurture your optimism
100. Make ‘oops‘ your personal mantra
101. Know that good failure is good for you
And there you are!
101 ideas to start your day!
Original post: jimcarroll.com/2023/04/daily-inspiration-chase-good-failure/
We can reject everything else: religion, ideology, all received
wisdom. But we cannot escape the necessity of love and compassion....
This, then, is my true religion, my simple faith. In this sense, there is no need
for temple or church, for mosque or synagogue, no need for complicated
philosophy, doctrine or dogma. Our own heart, our own mind, is the temple.
The doctrine is compassion. Love for others and respect for their rights and
dignity, no matter who or what they are: ultimately these are all we need.
So long as we practice these in our daily lives, then no matter if we are
learned or unlearned, whether we believe in Buddha or God, or follow some
other religion or none at all, as long as we have compassion for others and
conduct ourselves with restraint out of a sense of responsibility, there is
no doubt we will be happy.
~ Tenzin Gyatso, the 14th Dalai Lama ~
Scenes from a retreat in the Catskills. Nineteen visionaries spend a week at work on new projects and strategies for wholesome and sovereign living.
From my parents, I didn’t learn how to have or be a friend.
I didn’t learn to trust people.
I didn’t learn how to stick with a person, even if they are unpleasant or difficult, or to work at a relationship even if it is imperfect.
I learned how to be alone.
I learned how to mistrust.
I learned how to fear and to look for rejection.
I learned how to use people to get what I needed and wanted.
I learned how to break promises. I learned to lie, mostly to myself.
I learned to be afraid, to find comfort in being alone, to be anxious, and to be unpredictable.
I learned to look strong, while I covered my fears with work, or illness, or alcohol, or sarcasm, or wit, or intelligence, or knowledge and arrogance, or competence, or whatever was near that made it go away, for a time.
I didn’t learn how to need, to depend on others, to be open, to give and take. Me, me, me! Always, what mattered was how everything impacts me!
I learned how to take from and use people — I didn’t think I had anything to give back.
Isolation equaled strength somehow in my parents. Fear people, because they will let you down, hurt you, disappoint you, or even need you too much.
I didn’t learn from my parents and what I did, I am trying to unlearn.
Written 7/11/2009
Further reflections written on Tuesday, July 13 ...
Ah, the wretchedness of focusing on yourself and your internal distress and grief. Upon further thought I am truly ashamed. How self-centered these thoughts are and how sorry I feel for myself at times. Yes, all that happened but I also know, without a doubt, that what I learned and didn’t from my parents has made me the person I am today.
If anything, in the midst of my selfishness of thought, I am assured that I am not them. I am my own person. And although I am disgusted and ashamed of my parents’ behavior (and my own) at times, it came from their own pain and disappointment with their parents. My parents did not feel loved by their families, not a little, not a lot,seemingly not at all. And although intellectually I know I was loved, it always came with a sense of conditions, whether spoken or not, that I could not live up to. Not a little. Not a lot. Not at all.
I have made many, many mistakes already in my life. My addiction to work at one point in my life, and even my giving in to an addiction to alcohol, and came from lineage of broken people. Strength in the broken places was a mantra my father lived and I think he believedbut somehow he never changed; he never put a stop to passing on his pain, fear, isolation, and disappointments.
If I have any strength it comes from naming the sin of my selfishness. To continue on hurting others, or even blaming, would be the ultimate lapse of character and so I take my weaknesses, my awareness of what I did not learn, and what I did and reach out. For out of my fear, distrust and isolation come a raging and inconsolable need for Place. For Belonging. For a sense of Home, if you will, that I never knew as a child but crave as an adult. As I reach and extend my heart to others, I am trusting that we will each be strengthened by the risk-taking.
If it feels like jumping off a cliff, the terror unimaginably vivid, I am even more resolved! As I get outside of my doubts and fears, I can do something else with my life! Sometimes that is as simple as answering the phone, returning a phone call or email, replying lovingly to an inquiry and a revealing a little more of myself, or more importantly caring enough to ask questions of others.
Isolation only brings what I seem to always be looking for, which is ‘proof’ of others’ betrayal. I want others to reach toward me! What I am learning is to get outside of myself, to consider others before myself. Oh,I don’t do it perfectly, or even regularly, or even often enough; for the impulse to close in on myself is almost as natural as breathing. And yet although I breathe, that is not being alive. That is death in itself, to live hour-by-hour for myself and my own needs. It is to others that I am called or else this life in not worthwhile, not a life worth living. And I do want to live fully, as complete and whole as I can be.
In the end, this isn’t about my parents.
It ends with my parents and begins with,
jumping off the cliff,
today. Life in free fall is scary, but pretty great!
Melody Harrison Hanson
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Scott Matthew
Carroponte - Milano
07 Luglio 2013
© Mairo Cinquetti
© All rights reserved. Do not use my photos without my written permission. If you would like to buy or use this photo PLEASE message me or email me at mairo.cinquetti@gmail.com
The Singer/ Songwriter was born in Queensland, Australia and now lives in New York.
He has described himself as a "quiet noise-maker" with a passion for ballads. He is most familiar to audiences for his voice and poignant songwriting.
So far he has received attention from John Cameron Mitchell`s film SHORTBUS (2006). He wrote the theme song “In the End” in addition to the songs "Little Bird", "Surgery" and "Upside Down" performed in the film by himself and featured on the soundtrack.
One of his early successes came with the soundtracks "Lithium Flower" and "Beauty Is Within Us" for the Japanese animation-serial Ghost in the Shell, as well as with the title song “Is It Real?”, for the animation-serial Cowboy Bebop. All being composed by Yoko Kanno .
His highly praised self-titled debut album was released in 2008, followed by his 2nd Studio Album „There Is An Ocean That Divides“ a year later and his 3rd solo-record „Gallantry`s Favorite Son“ in 2011.
Whoever has experienced Scott Matthew and his wonderful musicians live on stage is oddly touched. His emotional investment in song and singing is huge. His presence intensifies the disarming and immediacy of his work though is able to give an ease to the evening with two or three words between his songs.
He always loved to reinterpret the songs from his favorite singers, writers and composers and add them as encore to his setlists. This is still part of his concerts and the audience is looking forward every night to this" personal hitparade"
His new studio album UNLEARNED will be a collection of his personal favorites like Harvest Moon (Neil Young), No Surprises (Radiohead) or To Love Somebody (Bee Gees) reinterpret only with his mesmerizing, heart-melting and captivating voice and the Scott Matthew typical instrumentation of piano, strings, guitar and his ukulele. He also invited some guests as duet partner.
The Sinclair Method
TSM requires no expensive rehab and no hospital detox. The method has gone through over 80 successful clinical trials and uses a safe, non-addictive, FDA-approved medication (naltrexone) that is off-patent, which means inexpensive (the medication is actually sold over-the-counter in Spain). For the thousands of people using TSM, total abstinence from alcohol, along with zero cravings for alcohol, is a real and common goal. It is based on a relatively new discovery that alcoholism is a ‘learned behavior’ that can also be ‘unlearned’. The medication is NOT a magic pill, but when used with TSM protocols has been shown to be over 70% effective. I personally know of many people currently using TSM successfully and a large percentage of these people now consider themselves cured - that is, back in control of their lives once again, without physical cravings for alcohol. The method takes on average 3-6 months (some even sooner) and is done primarily from the home.
I know TSM sounds too good to be true and I know that you are skeptical, but new discoveries of the human brain are being made every year. Most modern medical treatments were once thought to be ‘too good to be true’ as well.
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For the first time I have not gone to shoot the Ramlila and I had thought I would go and shoot it along with shooting the Bengal Club Durgotsav but it was not to be instead I went to Juhu today and shot the Durga Visarjan.,..when I was returning I saw North Bombay Sarbojnin Durga heading to Juhu for Immersion.. I shot the Durga Visarjan of Nutanpalli Bandra and of Lokhandwala Kandivili Whispering Palms and the Mulund , Juhu And Juhu Scheme Durga that had come to Juhu Beach for Immersion..
I met my dear friend Danish Siddiqui of Reuters he is a brilliant photographer and one can learn a lot observing him shoot he a wizard with a magical camera eye..
I shall post the Durga Visarjan after I post the pictures shot by Marziya Shakir of the Durga Pandals of Bandra and Santacruz.. Marziya is my 3 and a half year old grand daughter a street photographer like me .. perhaps better than me ..Thanks to her I am Unlearning Photography..
www.festivalsofindia.in/dussehra/
In the months of Ashwin and kartik, Hindus observe a 10 day ceremony of fast, rituals, celebrations, fiests to honor the mother Goddess and triumph of Lord Rama over Demon Ravana. Dussehra also symbolizes the triumph of warrior Goddess Durga over the buffalo demon, Mahishasura. Thus, it is a celebration of victory of good over evil.
This celebration starts from Navratri and ends with the tenth day festival of “Dussehra”. Navratri and Dussehra is celebrated throughout the country at the same time, with varying rituals, but with great enthusiasm and energy as it marks the end of scorching summer and the start of winter season.
The tenth day after Navratri is called Dussehra, on which number of fairs are organized throughout the northern India, burning effigies of Ravana.It is also called “Vijayadashmi” as this day marks the victory of Lord Rama over Ravana. VijayaDashami is considered to be an auspicious day for the Indian householder, on which he worships, protects and preserves 'Shakti' (power). According to Scriptures, by worshipping the 'Shakti' on these nine-days the householders attain the threefold power i.e. physical, mental and spiritual, which helps him to progress in life without any difficulty.
The 'Ramlila' - an enactment of the life of Lord Rama, is held during the nine days preceding Dussehra. On the tenth day (Dussehra or Vijay Dasami), larger than life effigies of Ravana, his son and brother - Meghnadh and Kumbhakarna are set to fire.
The theatrical enactment of this dramatic encounter is held throughout the country in which every section of people participates enthusiastically.
In burning the effigies the people are asked to burn the evil within them, and thus follow the path of truth and goodness, bearing in mind the instance of Ravana, who despite all his might and majesty was destroyed for his evil ways.
Legends
Dussehra is also known as Vijaya Dasami, because of the victory of Ram over Ravana. On this day in Satya Yug, Ram (the eighth incarnation of Lord Vishnu), killed the great demon and king of Lanka, Ravana.
Puranas also opined that in this day warrior Goddess Durga defeated and killed the buffalo demon Mahishasura.
When is Dussehra?
Dussehra is the last day of Navratri; it falls on the 10th day of the waxing moon during the Hindu month of Ashvin (around September or October).
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She beats her chest to the chant of Ya Hussain , she does not fear the dagger on her head , she shoots pictures .. and she speaks to me in a language of silence .. we communicate through our eyes and every minute is a moment of unlearning photography..
Nerjis Asif Shakir sits on her fathers lap unraveling the computer screen, she has the power to heal...and she heals me with her touch, every since she entered my house as a grandchild she bought the much needed luck, life was miserable , unstoppable debts , pain , morbidity and down slide..
I shut my shop took up a high end job, turned corporate , became responsible focused , people who worked for me changed their lives too they all got profitable returns overnight they became happier and made their respective families happy too.
I miss my freedom , my afternoon siestas , but I gave up my wings I now live under another mans light and guidance and he is human so he understands my humanity too.,..
But I must reiterate Nerjis Asif Shakir was the beginning and the finishing touches of the change in my life were added by my other new grand daughter Zaira Saif Shakir three month old..
Zaira Saif Shakir does not like the camera at all..she is a born baby boxer her hands are in gloves as she keeps beating the shit of whatever comes her way..Zaira keeps to herself , and once both are put in the same pram there might be some cosmic fireworks .. Nerjis Asif Shakir is a peace loving child .. and they both along with Marziya Shakir 4 year old hold the future of the Shakirs of Bandra West..
A spectacular life-sized de tallado ‘San Juan Bautista’ figure
Estimate: PHP 500,000 - 750,000
18th century
Pampanga
Molave wood, glass eyes
151 x 50 x 35 cm (59 1/2 x 19 1/2 x 13 3/4 in)
Provenance:
From the Estate of Terry Baylosis
Standing at almost 5 feet tall, this depiction of ‘San Juan Bautista’ or John the Baptist in the popular style is one of the most striking renditions. By virtue of its size, excellent autochthonous craftsmanship, and – for all intents and purposes – intrinsic divine demeanor, it must have been meant for a church. Apart from the detached section of the head and the other attributes such as the lamb on the Book of Life in his pegged through tenon left hand, this image was carved from a single humongous piece of very dense and heavy molave wood (Vitex parviflora), including the octagonal plinth base. The upper third of the head was carved separately, hence detachable from the rest of the image. By mere chance or perhaps due to a correlation, to some degree, between this unusual feature and the saint’s martyrdom as John the Baptist was executed by beheading.
Despite the rudimentary tools used by its unlearned carver, his high level of skills is evident in the proportions, carved details, and overall excellent craftsmanship. He has a kind face with a gentle, affiliative smile framed by a thick beard and long locks of hair bunched on top and falling on his shoulders. The rendering of his humble garb effectively mimics a textured camel-hair tunic tattered at the hem, draped with a flowing cloak with masculine folds and creases, all cinched by a belt bow-knitted at the waist. The slightly bent knees signify the feeble but stable stance of an ascetic living in the wilderness.
Immensely popular in the Philippines, at least 16 towns and cities venerate Saint John the Baptist as a patron. While the famous Black Nazarene enshrined at Quiapo Church in Manila has a bigger following, this church is actually dedicated to Saint John.
Lot 208 of the Salcedo Auctions live and online auction on 8 March 2025. For more information and to place an online bid, please see www.salcedoauctions.com
I shot him at the Bandra Reclamation his business was bad for couple of months due to heavy rains.
He sells 4 or 5 books now he told me.
It's people like him I love to shoot and tell the story of their struggle and survival.
I am not into landscapes I don't shoot macro flowers or wildlife.
I don't begrudge those that shoot this genre.
I am not a studio photographer.
My studio is the street the sun is my main light and clouds as reflectors.
It was people photography that I chose and was lucky to have met my American friend @DrGlenn Losack MD who inspired me to shoot beggars and Madpeople.
I am not a fine art photographer and though I am a life member of PSI camera club I stay away from camera club activities..
I think its my personal view camera clubs are pre historic monolithic and regressive.
I believe to be a good photographer you need a good Guru and I met my Gurus Mr KG Maheshwari Prof BW Jatkar and Mr Shreekanth Malushte because I was ordained for the same by the Third Eye of Shiva.
I don't use photoshop at all I shoot simplicity and humility that I see in my backyard..
However there are many photographers that played a vital role in my unlearning photography most of all Tom Andrews at Buzznet.
Mr Thomas Hawk at Flickr.
Boaz Rottem and Francois
Laurent Salesse my friend since 2007 and Marc De Clercq. my Sufi spiritual brother.
NZ Trials training ran their first small group training day in July 2019 at Western Valley near Little River. The property is known for being slippery in the gullies, and the rain over the previous couple of days ensured it was the perfect venue to learn new skills. The days comprised one group in the morning which is when these photos were taken, then my turn in the afternoon. We started on a slippery hill which was difficult to walk up and were shown how to ride up and how to keep moving to prevent a five. Over the course of riding a number of sections we were given guidance on braking, clutch control, body position, and gear selection. The drizzly weather wasn’t noticeable under the trees and the day gave me some advice on riding the slippery conditions I have always struggled with. Thanks to Jules assisted by David and Derek. All I have to do now is unlearn some of my bad riding habits.
Jules ran a second training day at McQueens Valley the next day, and has a number of other training days planned. At present these are Kaikoura on 10/11 August and in the North Island at Lake Kimihia near Huntly on 25 August.
Enjoy the photos.
morphed by Mr PPC
Nikon D70
Yours very truly
A digital disaster
That goes dead
With a blank LCD
A defective camera
From the Nikon stables
Don’t even take it if you
Get it free
The repairs will drive you up
The tree.
Unlearning Photography
Photo blogging uploading
My pictorial sorrow
For all of you to see
Even a camera phone
Is more handy
Than this plastic body
That makes holes in your pockets
Nikon D70
These have been quite prolific this year in my yard. I took a black background and placed it at a distance from the milkweed and shot away. BTW, this Lumix really rocks for these quickie handheld macro shots.
© 2007 by Michael A. Pancier
This image is copyrighted material as indicated, and is watermarked!
Unauthorized use or reproduction for any reason is prohibited
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"In order to make an apple pie from scratch, you must first create the universe."
-Carl Sagan
"God does not play dice."
-Albert Einstein
"What, me worry?"
-Alfred E. Neuman
"You must unlearn what you have learned. Once you start down the dark path, forever will it dominate your destiny, consume you it will..."
- Yoda
NZ Trials training ran their first small group training day in July 2019 at Western Valley near Little River. The property is known for being slippery in the gullies, and the rain over the previous couple of days ensured it was the perfect venue to learn new skills. The days comprised one group in the morning which is when these photos were taken, then my turn in the afternoon. We started on a slippery hill which was difficult to walk up and were shown how to ride up and how to keep moving to prevent a five. Over the course of riding a number of sections we were given guidance on braking, clutch control, body position, and gear selection. The drizzly weather wasn’t noticeable under the trees and the day gave me some advice on riding the slippery conditions I have always struggled with. Thanks to Jules assisted by David and Derek. All I have to do now is unlearn some of my bad riding habits.
Jules ran a second training day at McQueens Valley the next day, and has a number of other training days planned. At present these are Kaikoura on 10/11 August and in the North Island at Lake Kimihia near Huntly on 25 August.
Enjoy the photos.
“For those who believe in God, most of the big questions are answered. But for those of us who can't readily accept the God formula, the big answers don't remain stone-written. We adjust to new conditions and discoveries. We are pliable. Love need not be a command nor faith a dictum. I am my own god. We are here to unlearn the teachings of the church, state, and our educational system. We are here to drink beer. We are here to kill war. We are here to laugh at the odds and live our lives so well that Death will tremble to take us.”
― Charles Bukowski
Biography:
I spent my professional life as an Interior Designer, and always harboured a dream of photography. Between moving internationally twice, a very demanding job and two kids to raise as a single parent, I never seemed to have time or money to indulge the whim.
I started taking evening classes at CCSF in 2007, with my first film camera, and fell in love. Since then, I have worked mostly in film, and my favourite cameras are vintage and low tech. Recently, I have challenged myself to find the same creative magic that I found in film, using digital tools. I believe that it is the eye, fresh mind, curiosity, imagination and drive that will deliver an unforgettable image. The tools and medium employed are secondary. I find inspiration in fleeting beauty, and the dream of the perfect image, which is usually just beyond the edge of my lens.
CCSF Photography and You:
On the recommendation of a friend, I enrolled in CCSF Photo51 in 2007 in the evening class. I have such happy memories of that semester. The days when I had class, I was energized, and could not wait for evening to get to class and learn. The instructors were down to earth, inspiring, smart and amazingly supportive. At that time, Photo 51 students could choose to learn using either digital or film cameras. I bought a simple 35mm film camera, and it was as if a whole new world was revealed to me.
Since then, I have completed most of the Photography classes offered at CCSF. In doing so, I have found inspiration, challenge and community. I have met so many talented and passionate photographers, both fellow students as well as instructors.
The thing I have valued most about my time at CCSF is the community. The diversity of the students is amazing, and I have been humbled many times when a fellow student revealed fantastic work during class critique. The learning experience I was offered has enriched my life in so many ways.
As an adult without a particular ambition to “attain “ a degree, I have nonetheless managed to gain some very solid photography skills.
I no longer take CCSF classes, but still miss the energy, community, learning and fun that I found in that darkroom.
What I learned at CCSF will never be unlearned, and my time there will always be a happy memory for me
NZ Trials training ran their first small group training day in July 2019 at Western Valley near Little River. The property is known for being slippery in the gullies, and the rain over the previous couple of days ensured it was the perfect venue to learn new skills. The days comprised one group in the morning which is when these photos were taken, then my turn in the afternoon. We started on a slippery hill which was difficult to walk up and were shown how to ride up and how to keep moving to prevent a five. Over the course of riding a number of sections we were given guidance on braking, clutch control, body position, and gear selection. The drizzly weather wasn’t noticeable under the trees and the day gave me some advice on riding the slippery conditions I have always struggled with. Thanks to Jules assisted by David and Derek. All I have to do now is unlearn some of my bad riding habits.
Jules ran a second training day at McQueens Valley the next day, and has a number of other training days planned. At present these are Kaikoura on 10/11 August and in the North Island at Lake Kimihia near Huntly on 25 August.
Enjoy the photos.
Exploring Race, Representation, and History in Children's Literature
May 19, 2018
This session for early childhood teachers, hosted by Project Unlearn and Teaching for Change's D.C. Area Educators for Social Justice, provided time for early childhood teachers to explore how to address issues of race, representation, and history in developmentally appropriate ways.
Many teachers face either the pressures to avoid difficult topics or to plunge in with little consideration of what is best for children at each stage of their development. This session provided time for teachers to explore and discuss these issues surrounded by children's books in the beautiful Halcyon Lab.
NZ Trials training ran their first small group training day in July 2019 at Western Valley near Little River. The property is known for being slippery in the gullies, and the rain over the previous couple of days ensured it was the perfect venue to learn new skills. The days comprised one group in the morning which is when these photos were taken, then my turn in the afternoon. We started on a slippery hill which was difficult to walk up and were shown how to ride up and how to keep moving to prevent a five. Over the course of riding a number of sections we were given guidance on braking, clutch control, body position, and gear selection. The drizzly weather wasn’t noticeable under the trees and the day gave me some advice on riding the slippery conditions I have always struggled with. Thanks to Jules assisted by David and Derek. All I have to do now is unlearn some of my bad riding habits.
Jules ran a second training day at McQueens Valley the next day, and has a number of other training days planned. At present these are Kaikoura on 10/11 August and in the North Island at Lake Kimihia near Huntly on 25 August.
Enjoy the photos.
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From Wikipedia The Story of Humility as the Essence of Humanity ...
In the Mahabharatha,[2] Ekalavya is introduced as a young prince of the Nishada tribes. Ekalavya was born to Devashrava (brother of Vasudeva, who was father of Krishna) and was raised by Hiranyadhanus, the leader (King) of the Nishadhas, who was a commander in the army of Jarasandha (the king of Magadha).[3]
Eklavya was a small bright boy who lived near the ashrama of Drona, where Pandavas and Kauravas used to take lessons in various arts. He had great desire to learn the art of archery from Dronacharya. But his mother had told him that Drona would not accept Eklavya as his disciple because of his lower caste. It was futile to dream of such a privilege. But the boy was not be put off, his determination knew no bounds. he ask Guru Drona but but got refused.
Ekalavya goes off into the forest where he fashions a clay statue of Drona. Worshipping the statue as his preceptor, he begins a disciplined program of self-study. As a result, Ekalavya becomes an archer of exceptional prowess, greater to even to Drona's best pupil, Arjuna. One day while Ekalavya is practicing, he hears a dog barking. Before the dog can shut up or get out of the way, Ekalavya fires seven arrows in rapid succession to fill the dog's mouth without injuring it. The Pandava princes come upon the "stuffed" dog, and wonder who could have pulled off such a feat of archery. Searching the forest, they find a dark-skinned man dressed all in black, his body well built and his hair were long. It is Ekalavya, who introduces himself to them as a pupil of Drona..
Drona asked for the right thumb of Eklavya as his guru dakshina, or payment for teaching. Drona has been criticized by others over this incident. According to the Mahābhārata, Drona was protecting the fated superiority of Arjuna. All this, however, does leave open the question whether Drona was justified in demanding of Ekalavya a tribute that was neither, strictly speaking, his due nor, even loosely speaking, honestly intended. It also raises the further question that if Arjuna's superiority was truly fated, Ekalavya's mastery would have no consequence for the Pandavas. The Mahābhārata does not answer this question. The story leaves room for interpretation and moral speculation. As a result, a variety of answers have been proposed to the quest
Others have alleged that Ekalavya learned all his skills in archery by secretly observing the training sessions of Dronacharya. When Dronacharaya found out, he visited Ekalavya to verify his suspicions. Although Drona could have demanded an even greater punishment under the laws in effect at that time, he asked only for Ekalavya's right thumb.
Another interpretation construes Drona's demand as symbolic of the hegemonic self-imposition of Aryan mores upon the indigenous population of India, of which Ekalavya stands as a radiant example. He has been lauded by many Indians, including Adivasis, as a paragon of achievement; a person who trained himself to attain heights of accomplishment that the nobles of the Kuru house (see Kuru (kingdom)) could only achieve through formal tutelage.
Later, Ekalavya worked as a confidant of King Jarasandha. At the time of Rukmini's Swayamvara, he acted as the messenger between Shishupala and Rukmini's father Bhishmaka, at Jarasandha's behest.[3] Bhishmaka decides that Rukmini should marry Shishupala, but instead Rukmini elopes with Krishna. Ekalavya is later killed by Krishna during the latter's conflict with Jarasandha's army.[3][4] To be killed by Krishna is a mark, in Krishnaism (as in most forms of Vaishnavism), of exceptional divine favour..
on the soul
of a photographer
archery too is
photography
shooting pictures
silence scream less
soundless screech
but finding
dronacharya
for this lowly poet
was beyond his reach
but inspired
brahmanic
frontiers
of exclusivity
shut doors
he tried to breach
invoking the lotus
feet of his would be
reluctant reserved
godly guru
he did beseech
the guru knows not
it was unlearning
photography
to a poet he did teach
from the soul
of learning
imbibing
the values
to marziya
the peach
the Nikon D80
stuck to her
two and a half year
old cosmic
consciousness
like a leech
so marziya's guru by default is dronacharya as a figure of speech
"Learning judo with Vladimir Putin"
Video installation
“The attention given to sport in society is an indicator of maturity. Without devoting
adequate attention to the sport you can not talk about healthy lifestyle or the health
of the nation as such. Sport is a universal resource consolidation and development of
society…” Putin said in his video "Learning judo with Vladimir Putin”. The video shows Putin talking about the history and philosophy of judo and teaching movements. He stated that the video was little more than a "promotional stunt" and everyone who watches the video will learn not only from a humble servant but also from real geniuses of the martial arts.
The phenomenon of Russia’s return in the system of influential spheres and development in politics are strengthened by all the resources provided by the totalitarian system, has opened European and U.S. criticism that indicate a concern around the immediate future which can likely resemble the immediate past. “Learning judo with Vladimir Putin” is an example of the KGB experience of a man that, after his presidency, went through his own calculations to become a powerful prime minister. His relation with the old idea of Stalinism, socialist realism and the interest to represent man in an "ideal society" has the dual characteristics of the athlete and the thinker.
The installation "Learning judo with Vladimir Putin" has the same title taken from the original video. The basic concept is to involve the viewer in an environment that, on one hand, the idea of learning and another of unlearning. It is possible to watch the video in a space with the same size of a judo mat but not to practice because it is painted on the floor, as a representation of the real object. The impossibility in this project relates to the inefficiency of totalitarian governments. Despite the creation of false images it can be effective when pursuing specific aims. In this case: Could we really learn judo with Vladimir Putin? Could the images built make us feel the desire to fight over a judo mat when we know that is not there?
Continuing yesterday's thought of unlearning one's old personal theory of use and letting next winds and light enter the life...
“Anyone who falls in love is searching for the missing pieces of themselves. So anyone who's in love gets sad when they think of their lover. It's like stepping back inside a room you have fond memories of, one you haven't seen in a long time.”
- Haruki Murakami -