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For Macro Monday's theme, "figurine"
I have made several pictures of this little girl. She was given to me by my boss (and mentor) when I was working in the child psychology world. She is an amazing woman who served in the peace corps and attended Berkeley during the summer of love. She went to Guatemala when we worked together and brought us all back these little worry dolls. This little 1 inch baby has travelled across the country, lived in 3 states, and survived for almost 30 years.
I posed her here on my artist's manikin for scale.
HMM!
Man is the only animal who enjoys the consolation of believing in a next life; all other animals enjoy the consolation of not worrying about it.
-- Robert Brault
worry that they are always watching you :-)
Robert Fulghum
HPPT!!
malus, flowering crabapple, 'Indian Summer' , sarah p duke gardens, duke university, durham, north carolina
Note: this couple was walking down the street from Amsterdam Ave to Broadway, along the northern side of 96th Street, as the sun was dropping down toward sunset ...
Note: I chose this as my "photo of the day" for Sep 29, 2015.
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This is the continuation of a photo-project that I began in the summer of 2008 (which you can see in this Flickr set), and continued throughout 2009-2014 (as shown in this Flickr set, this Flickr set, this Flickr set, this Flickr set, this Flickr set)), this Flickr set)), and this Flickr set)): a random collection of "interesting" people in a broad stretch of the Upper West Side of Manhattan -- between 72nd Street and 104th Street, especially along Broadway and Amsterdam Avenue. These are the people in my neighborhood, aka "peeps in the 'hood."
As I indicated when I first started this project six years ago, I don't like to intrude on people's privacy, so I normally use a zoom telephoto lens in order to photograph them while they're still 50-100 feet away from me; but that means I have to continue focusing my attention on the people and activities half a block away, rather than on what's right in front of me. Sometimes I find an empty bench on a busy street corner, and just sit quietly for an hour, watching people hustling past on the other side of the street; they're almost always so busy listening to their iPod, or talking on their cellphone, or daydreaming about something, that they never look up and see me aiming my camera in their direction.
I've also learned that, in many cases, the opportunities for an interesting picture are very fleeting -- literally a matter of a couple of seconds, before the person(s) in question move on, turn away, or stop doing whatever was interesting. So I've learned to keep my camera switched on, and not worry so much about zooming in for a perfectly-framed picture ... after all, once the digital image is uploaded to my computer, it's pretty trivial to crop out the parts unrelated to the main subject. Indeed, some of my most interesting photos have been so-called "hip shots," where I don't even bother to raise the camera up to my eye; I just keep the zoom lens set to the maximum wide-angle aperture, point in the general direction of the subject, and take several shots. As long as I can keep the shutter speed fairly high (which sometimes requires a fairly high ISO setting), I can usually get some fairly crisp shots -- even if the subject is walking in one direction, and I'm walking in the other direction, while I'm snapping the photos.
With only a few exceptions, I've generally avoided photographing bums, drunks, crazies, and homeless people. There are plenty of them around, and they would certainly create some dramatic pictures; but they generally don't want to be photographed, and I don't want to feel like I'm taking advantage of them. There have been a few opportunities to take some "sympathetic" pictures of such people, which might inspire others to reach out and help them. This is one example, and here is another example.
The other thing I've noticed, while carrying on this project for the past six years, is that while there are lots of interesting people to photograph, there are far, far, far more people who are not so interesting. They're probably fine people, and they might even be more interesting than the ones I've photographed ... unfortunately, there was just nothing memorable about them. They're all part of this big, crowded city; but for better or worse, there are an awful lot that you won't see in these Flickr sets of mine...
Very dynamic skies over Fife. This was taken while out cycling and, yes, I did get wet!
This is a three shot composite image.
While there are many benefits to living in California, there are also plenty of worries. Wildfires, droughts, floods, earthquakes and more. On this recent trip to a Northern California beach, I saw a warning sign about tsunamis. Add it to the list.
Vesta, goddess of hearth (palace garden of Sanssouci, Potsdam) by Francois Gaspard Adam, 1758.
Sanssouci (English Wikipedia)
When I was in England I stumbled upon this man on the beach, half dressed, bruised and bleeding. He was shivering violently and his teeth chattered together so much his words were barely audible, but he managed to tell me he had carried this suitcase full of rocks all the way from France, or rather... swam with it... across the English Channel.
When I asked him "Why!!?", he explained that he was carrying out an old tradition; The suitcase full of rocks represented all his worries, and he'd swam the channel in order to take them, and leave them, far, far away. I wondered out loud if he was going to swim all the way back again. To which he replied, "Fuck no, I'm taking the Eurostar! ...Do you have any socks?"
We laughed and laughed, thawed our feet and hands on car air vents, and then went back to the placeI was staying, where we ate Mexican food, and I discovered he was actually a crazy Flickr photographer named Simon McCheung!! Small word, ay?
Up above the human world
The world of worries and cares
There stand uncertain, unaware
Mighty more, mighty times manifold
Names and forms, mortals mould
And adore the Almighty - the Supreme Self,
Though in truth it is a petty pelf
The view, so clear the inner eye hold
The scriptures, scrolls, vedic spells
All in fine figurative peals
Picture this Universe as if it stands
Like a tree of strange features of all brands.
Open your eyes, see its roots fixed above
And branches, far and wide, spread below,
Whose leaves are heard murmur still
The sacred hymns hallowed as God's will
The world's brain in total is its trunk
The great elements are its boughs
Leaves are only its sense's pranks
And flowers its virtues and vices.
Worldly pleasures and pains
Are its sweet and sour fruits to taste
For Man who would not refrain
From actions needless for selfish gains
This tree that stands eternal
Prevails on all of this world to mourn
Cut asunder this vicious earthly tree
With the axe of knowledge and to mind
That "Thou art that" and be free
- Anuj Nair
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Par accident j'ai effacé beaucoup de mes anciennes photos dans mon catalogue dans Lightroom. Quel horreur. Pfff...Ce n'est pas un de mes moments le plus brilliants. Il semble que je peux retrouver de mon disk dur portable, mais ça prendra longtemps. Au moins qu'elles ne sont pas toujours perdues. Il faut trouver un autre chemin pour organiser mes photos....
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By accident, I erased a lot of my old photos from my Lightroom catalog. It was not one of my brightest moments ! It seems that I can retrieve them from my portable hard drive, but it is going to take a long time. At least they are not lost permanentely. I must find a better way to organize my photos....
Don't worry, these tea men know their job very well, every glass is rinsed with boiling water and Tamil people never put a glass at their lips, we do as we never learned to drink like that.
Dire Straits - Why Worry
Baby I see this world has made you sad
Some people can be bad
The things they do, the things they say
But baby I'll wipe away those bitter tears
I'll chase away those restless fears
That turn your blue skies into grey
Why worry, there should be laughter after the pain
There should be sunshine after rain
These things have always been the same
So why worry now
Baby when I get down I turn to you
And you make sense of what I do
I know it isn't hard to say
But baby just when this world seems mean and cold
Our love comes shining red and gold
And all the rest is by the way
Why worry, there should be laughter after pain
There should be sunsh ine after rain
These things have always been the same
So why worry now
Prints available via my website, www.tommilton.co.uk
Be careful who you upset.
The abuse of older people, often referred to as ‘elder abuse’, is a global public health problem. On 15 June 2021, the World Health Organisation (WHO) published a factsheet on elder abuse to mark World Elder Abuse Awareness Day. It provided the following definition, which includes abuse in both community and institutional settings:
Elder abuse is a single or repeated act, or lack of appropriate action, occurring within any relationship where there is an expectation of trust, which causes harm or distress to an older person. This type of violence constitutes a violation of human rights and includes physical, sexual, psychological, and emotional abuse; financial and material abuse; abandonment; neglect; and serious loss of dignity and respect.
Taunton, Somerset, UK.
"therefore i tell you, do not worry
about your life, what you will eat
or drink; or about your body, what
you will wear. is not life more
important than food, and the
body more important than
clothes?
MATTHEW 6:25
At the Wind Caves in Anza-Borrego Desert State Park.
I shot this just before the moon set - the moonlight did a nice job of lighting up the rocks without washing out the Milky Way.
This is a single frame from a time lapse sequence. I lit the "eyes" up with an orange glow stick. Unfortunately I covered a bit too much of the glow stick in sand - worrying that it would be too bright - only to have to die out just as the moon set.
Lugging a bunch of camera gear, it was a steep mile-long hike to get here. I ended up suffering a bit of heat exhaustion, but was able to recover a while later. I need to remember to drink more water
"On the eastern edge of Anza-Borrego Desert State Park lies Split Mountain, the Carrizo Badlands, and a feature known as the Wind Caves. Here, the exposed sandstone of the marine beds from the five-million-year-old Imperial Formation have been slowly eroded by wind into fantastic shapes that evoke whimsical images of boats with portholes, spaceships, and even the fictional town of Bedrock, hometown of the prehistoric Flintstone family."
DO.NOT.WORRY.HUMAN.
I.HAVE.DONE.THlS.PROCEDURE.MANY.TlMES.
WE.WlLL.BEGIN.ONCE.NURSE.ADMlNlSTERS.THE.ANAESTHESlA.