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Doesn't mean that I am weak
Power & Control, Marina and the Diamonds
Ah~ it's so gorgeous out today *~* Aphra was itching to go out and enjoy these little blue flowers like she did last year. She's a pretty abrasive person, but I think she's got a soft spot these little flowers :P
8 Days old
Photographer: Lea, The Mom Photo of Mom
Camera: Nikon :-§ The Moms Photo of Camera
Editing: Me, The Father Photo of Daddy
Model: Julius, The Son
Sofa: Eilersen, The best in the world www.eilersen-furniture.com/
No, there is not a dawn in eastern skies
To rift the fiery night that ’s in your eyes
-Edwin Arlington Robinson
This mask I wear
fits perfectly
so much so that
I've forgotten exactly
what is beneath
and if I tried to take it off
I'm scared of what may lie beneath.
-Molly Hamill, my best friend.
Hidden, exposed, powerless. But maybe you can find strength from the place inside that once made you feel so vulnerable.
So finally on vacation for a little bit this summer and getting time to do things like work on photos, reading, (sleeping in of course). Also working on a website that I added a link to below, definitely still in progress but feel free to check it out!
A Gregory Crewdson style image, the pinkish tones accurately represent Crewdson's long exposure work.
This is one of my strongest photographs which represent a narrative.
The subject being quite wet whereas the surrounding areas look almost dry, it begs the question, who is she?, why is she here?, is she cold?
I wanted to achieve a cinematic still in which the subject looked vulnerable, and the scenarios which I used to construct the shot definitely came about being some of my strongest work.
Mara North Conservancy | Kenya
This shot was taken at 17:26 just half an hour before the next photo in this set, yet look at the difference. There was a little bit of light cloud at the time, but the whole scene lit up magically as the sun started to drop lower, which it does in Kenya rather quickly.
a had to put him part way together. I wanted to see how he would look. this is the first set of eyes I was able to het to come out alright. they still are not perfect but they show potential.
He's considered ancient as far as Black-Handed Spider Monkeys go. Average lifespan is about 25 years and this guy will soon celebrate his 35th birthday...and he still rocks the hairdo. They lack an opposable thumb but easily swing from branch to branch using hook-shaped hands. The species is considered 'Vulnerable'. Click the diagonal arrows up in the right-hand corner, look into his eyes. How could you not care?
Seeing petals and leaves fall off of roses reminds me of when people let their walls down, strip their clothes, and bask in the nude as they are being vulnerable to an invisible audience.
Vulnerability has it's beauty, daintiness and frailty, but it's also dark and overpowering. I've found myself feeling like this a lot lately as well as feeling a loss of creativity. I've been so overwhelmed trying to do my best at the 'social norms' between school and work, that I've disregarded the things that make me happy. I was working on brainstorming concepts for one of my classes, and I was hitting that brick wall. I wasn't finding anything to create that I was actually passionate about, that I really cared to put some time and effort into. So after days of beating my head into this wall, it hits me, why not make that wall, show the vulnerable and anxious feelings that I've been having. Ergo, this photo. Sure it's not perfect, but what about our weaknesses are? I have a long road ahead of me, a lot of life changing decisions to be made in a very short period of time, but at least I won't look
back and regret not taking a chance.
A bit different from my usual stuff. This is intentionally voyeuristic and melodramatic. I was trying to convey, both literally and figuratively, that exposed vulnerability that you see in somebody who's confiding a personal issue.
Same guerrilla shoot as this and this
My MM: modelmayhem.com/maxjohnson
Model Sidney Grey MM: www.modelmayhem.com/636564
Refugees who make a living as seasonal as agricultural workers are among the most vulnerable groups in Turkey. Many of them live in tent settlements close to the agricultural fields, often far from health and social services.
© European Union, 2021 (photographer: Begüm Iman)
Breakout Session: Film Screening and Panel: Supporting Vulnerable Children
Join us for a special sneak peek of the new documentary film “Mully,” to be released in 2017, followed by a panel discussion about models for supporting vulnerable children in communities around the world. The dramatic film “Mully” chronicles the remarkable life of Charles Mulli, who was abandoned by his parents at 6 years old but rose to build a powerful business empire and a thriving family of his own. Impacted by the realization that over 100,000 orphans live in the slums of Nairobi, he redirected his life’s work and created Mully Children’s Family, a foundation that has helped over 12,000 orphans and other underserved Kenyan youth by providing them with shelter, clothing, education, and medical care.
After the film screening, participants will:
• Meet Charles Mulli to hear about his life and work on the ground.
• Discuss strategies for assisting highly vulnerable families and children at risk.
• Explore opportunities and approaches to developing effective partnerships.
MODERATOR:
Kevin J. Delaney, Editor-in-Chief, Quartz
PARTICIPANTS:
Lynn Croneberger, Chief Executive Officer, SOS Children's Villages - USA
Charles Mulli, Founder and CEO, Mully Children’s Family
George Srour, Founder and Chief Dreamer, Building Tomorrow, Inc.
Watching a Great Blue Heron land close to these Ridgway's Rail chicks made me realize how vulnerable they are ! Luckily the GBHE was focused on "regular" fishing ! Seen at Bolsa Chica Ecological reserve, Huntington beach, CA.
Part of The Flesh and Its Own set.
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The Flesh and Its Own
I know I'm nothing but atoms.
Or rather, nothing but elementary particles, or even weirder things.
I do not, however, have an intuitive, visual grasp of what atoms or elementary particles are.
Sure, I have a vague conceptual understanding of what atoms and particles are from physics classes, but I
do not, intuitively, see myself as made of atoms.
I do, however, have an intuitive grasp of what flesh and blood are. I see myself as nothing but flesh and blood.
I sometimes hear the expression 'Prison of the Flesh', as if our mind could exists as an entity separated from our body of flesh and blood.
Some belief systems imply that, I know. There's even some serious thought being given to the possibility of turning human beings into (immortal) software. This is not how I see things, I don't think we are trapped in the flesh, I think we *are* the flesh and we should accept this fact with all its terrifying implications.
These photos are an attempt to visually represent some of the perhaps unpleasant implications of our flesh and blood existence.
Notes:
- What you see are digital images projected on skin with an LCD projector.
- The meat texture is stock and is, to the best of my knowledge, free to use.
- The blood texture is mine.
These are the whorled leaves of the Daisy Tree, a vulnerable-to-extinction shrubby bush. This species, the Longhaired scalesia (Scalesia villosa), is unique to Floreana Island and the nearby islets of Champion, Enderby, Caldwell and Gardner-near-Floreana. I took this photograph on the northern end of Floreana Island (Isla Floreana)(Charles Island), 170 feet (52 meters) inland from the beach and west of Punta Cormorant (Cormorant Point). Isla Floreana (Floreana Island), Galápagos Islands, Ecuador, 02 February 2015
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Vulnerability is the strongest state to be in. How boring would it be if we were constantly dominant or constantly submissive?
Maʻo or Hawaiian cotton
Malvaceae (Mallow family)
Endemic to the Hawaiian Islands (All the main islands except Hawaiʻi Island)
Status: Vulnerable; uncommon to rare
Oʻahu (Cultivated)
Cotton bolls
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Closeup of shrub
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Habit
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The name maʻo comes from the Hawaiian word ʻōmaʻo for green and shares the same name as the native Hawaiian thrush, ʻōmaʻo (Myadestes obscurus) which has a greenish cast to its feathers.
The early Hawaiians used the leaves for a light green (ʻōmaʻomaʻo) or a rich red-brown dye. Isabella Abbott notes that "any green kapa deserves close scrutiny, too, for the green obtained from maʻo leaves is fleeting, fading within a few days. The Bishop Museum collection contains no kapa that has retained its green coloration, but a few pieces may once have been green, judging by their overall design." The flower petals also produced a yellow dye.
Maʻo flowers were used in lei making.
Apparently, the fibers were also used for medicinal applications much as a cotton swab would be used today. For severe stomach cramps, the dried flowers were eaten along with other plants while also drinking a tea made with maʻo bark and other plants. The flowers and bark of tap roots mixed with other ingredients were used to treat gripping stomach aches, such as during childbirth.
The flowers were sun dried and eaten. Other plant parts were made into a liquid for consumption.
Although the fibers were once used by early Hawaiians for stuffing pillows, it was not used as a fabric.
Modern Use
The native Hawaiian cotton, or maʻo, helped to save the cotton industry in modern times. When maʻo is crossed with other cotton strains, the resulting commercial hybrids are less attractive to insect pests that destroy cotton crops.
A commercial cotton industry was started in Kailua, Hawaiʻi Island in 1838 and lasted for about a century, but never became an important trade.
There is still so much to learn about our flora and the example of maʻo underscores the value of saving our native plants.
Etymology
The generic name Gossypium is derived from the Greek name for cotton, gossypion.
The specific epithet tomentosum from the Latin tomentosus or tomentose, meaning "covered with tangled or matted, woolly hairs."
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Day 175 - Im a bit uncomfortable today. After really pondering the fact that I have 75,769 views on Flickr and 10,987 views to my myspace account... Im am a bit more than just uncomfortable. Usually I am happy with this because I love to be able to share my creativity with the world. Well, this is my take on the 365 project today. Its a beautiful thing that people can share with the world. I love the fact that things I wrote or photographed has touched someone's life in some way and they have written me to tell me. Today, after having thought about those numbers.. I just feel VULNERABLE.
Share with me the blankets that you're wrapped in
Because its cold outside cold outside its cold out side
Share with me the secrets that you kept in
Because its cold inside cold inside its cold inside
And your slowly shaking finger tips
Show that your scared like me so
Lets pretend were alone
And I know you may be scared
And I know were unprepared
But I don't care
Tell me tell me
What makes you think that you are invincible
I can see it in your eyes that your so sure
Please don't tell me that I am the only one that's vulnerable
Impossible
I was born to tell you I love you
Its that a song already
I get a B in originality
And its true I cant go on without you
Your smile makes me see clear
If you could only see in the mirror what I see
And your slowly shaking finger tips
Show that your scared like me so
Let pretend were alone
And I know you may be scared
And I know were unprepared
But I don't care
Tell me tell me
What makes you think that you are invincible
I can see it in your eyes that your so sure
Please don't tell me that I am the only one that's vulnerable
Impossible
Slow down girl your not going anywhere
Just wait around and see
Maybe I am much more you never no what lies ahead
I promise I can be anyone I can be anything
Just because you were hurt doesn't mean you shouldn't bleed
I can be anyone anything I promise I can be what you need
Tell me tell me
What makes you think that you are invincible
I can see it in your eyes that your so sure
Please don't tell me that I am the only one that's vulnerable
Impossible
/Vulnerable, by Secondhand serenade