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The classic, looking up the lighthouse shot on a bright winter's day, I like the bright white, bright red window and other trim and the blue sky. Griffith Island, Port Fairy Lighthouse
window in Leimen
Leimen ist eine Stadt im nordwestlichen Baden-Württemberg, rund sieben Kilometer südlich von Heidelberg.
Boris Becker ist hier geboren.
Leimen is a town in the Northwest of Baden-Württemberg, about seven km south of Heidelberg.
Boris Becker is born here.
This image opens the series “Framed Realities” — a blurred threshold between memory and presence.
A poetic stroll through the royal greenhouses at Laeken in Brussels, where you can dream through the misty glass roofs...
Déambulation poétique dans les serres royales de Laeken à Bruxelles qui laisse à rêver au travers des verrières embuées...
Part of the series “Framed Realities – A Journey Through Windows, Reflections and Inner Views,” exploring perception, distance and the quiet tension between observer and observed.
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(Fait partie de la série “Réalités cadrées”, une exploration des perceptions, des distances et de la tension silencieuse entre regardeur et regardé.)
I flashed back to childhood the other day. Not sure what triggered it. I'm never sure. The neurons in my brain connect somehow like an old-fashioned telephone switchboard. And suddenly there I am, mentally teleported to some distant place in time. In this episode I'm about age 12 and my bedroom was being remodeled. Mom said I could choose whatever pattern I liked for the wallpaper. I recall searching through absurdly oversize books contains samples of all sort of wall coverings. They passed by in a blur until I spotted the perfect choice: a Batman motif. I told mom the search was over, this was my pick. She looked at it disapprovingly and tried to steer me to other selections, ones that did not include cartoon characters. But my choice was firm and the decision was final. Some weeks later the new wallpaper went up. It should surprise none that it did not feature the Caped Crusader. It was just some abstract floral pattern that looked just like the wallpaper elsewhere in the house. Mom knows best I guess. My brain circuits cut out at that point and I'm back in the present wondering where the hell that came from. And then I came across this photo from a series I did a couple of years ago. It was never published, then subsequently lost in my recent hard drive crash fiasco. But miraculously it just resurfaced in a group of recovered files. And immediately the connection was made. Just like the Batman wallpaper would have increased the awesomeness of my childhood bedroom, I was absolutely awestruck by the vines in this photo. Love how they snake their way up the wall and across the window panes. There's a drippy, creepy-crawly effect that enhances the look of abandonment. It elevates the dreary to a new plateau, more of a haunted house vibe. I remember staring up at the window at the time, thinking how I couldn't quite believe what I was seeing. Batman lives!
This cat watched me intently as I walked by his window yesterday.
It's far better when you View On Black
The vagaries of the weather at the remote treeless Blea Moor in the Yorkshire Dales is a constant challenge for those of us intent on photographing trains on the Settle and Carlisle line. The ever changing weather and light can be intensely frustrating but also extremely rewarding. One minute the landscape can be bathed in sunlight followed literally seconds later by shadow with moving clouds associated with frontal systems. This is well illustrated in this upload of an early evening train crossing Batty Moss (Ribblehead) Viaduct, in a window of sunshine whilst the rest of the landscape is in shadow. Details; 66725 working the Doncaster Royal Mail Terml to New Biggin (Gbrf) containerised gypsum, crosses Batty Moss (Ribblehead) Viaduct as it heads north across Blea Moor.