Light mood Wall Art
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Lithuania I change layers effects and duplicated different places
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LITHUANIA THE LAST WORKS (CLIKC FOR VIEW) / CLICK FOR VIEW OR COMMENTS
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Autumn along the Blanco River in Wimberley, TX.
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A lush green meadow and an old barn near Jallama, CA. —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-- / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-- http://www.redbubble.com/products/configure/1102607
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Pilgrims lining up to get into the Potala Palace in Tibet.
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“Ancient guardians / of time and secrets, / the stone giants / lean and whisper / of their youth. The whisperers remember / when the age was new, / and shadows had not fallen / across the broad moor. The Standing Stones / keep well their secrets / teasing with memories / that only the dead / can know” poem by Celtic Poet. / Rie Sheridan
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/ I wouldn’t like to feed the photographers for which this photo is the plain and simple truth. Another instalment in my Nostalgia series although a little different then usual in the set-up. It’s a lot simpler a composition then most of my work, but let me assure you, it was so much harder to get right! Shot with my relatively new Pentax K10D and a very old Pentax-A 1:1.7 50mm objective. You can read all about the technique used in this tutorial more work / the calendar / preview / “Forgotten” was sold as a Medium mounted print to an anonymous buyer. Thank you! “Forgotten” is also freely downloadable as a wallpaper to decorate your desktop.
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MUCH BETTER VIEWED LARGER Sydney , Capital of state of New South Wales , Australia 42 FAVOURITING , 871 Views / The colour and light of the city on the harbour, so much in this photo to list , is it the lights of the city buildings, the reflecvtions on the water , the Harbour Bridge conecting the shores the Luna Park Amusement Park nestled under the bridge Equipment: Nikon D300, Nikon 18-200mm lens , a good sturdy manfrotto tripod Technique: HDR 5 bracketted exposures miny clean in Capture NX, and great weather conditions / Framed See Also* / Fantasia – Uncut:
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LITHUANIA, DRUSKININKAI
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www.lalamartinresources.webs.com
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LITHUANIA Collaboration with jacquei model Jordie /
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Another image from this weeks late night stroll in back alleys off of Hosier Lane, in Melbourne’s CBD. The varying lighting and shadows helped to create mood which varied dependent upon the angle and direction of the shots. Quite eerie and daunting shooting this series alone, next time I must get someone to come along!!!!! This is a three shot HDR converted in Photomatix, shot with a Canon 400D – 17-85 lens. Want to see some other great shots of this place then visit Alistair Wilson’s link in the comments section…............. /
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Another image from this weeks late night stroll in back alleys off of Hosier Lane, in Melbourne’s CBD. The varying lighting and shadows helped to create mood which varied dependent upon the angle and direction of the shots. Quite eerie and daunting shooting this series alone, next time I must get someone to come along!!!!! This is a three shot HDR converted in Photomatix, shot with a Canon 400D – 17-85 lens.
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BETTER VIEWED LARGER A bit of fantasia, as the lights of Sydney are reflected in the waters of Sydney Harbour as boats lie at anchor inLavendar Bay on the north shore of Sydney Harbour. Equipment: Nikon D300, Nikon 18-200mm lens.Manfrotto Tripod / Technique: HDR 5 Braketted exposures. processed in Photomatix 3.2 and Nikon Capture NX
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This photo was captured in a dark, narrow, and quiet corridor in Angkor Wat. I have several photos of this man- but this is the first and only one he didn’t pose for. Nov 09 more than 580 views!
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Twilight / Sailboat off Rockingham, Western Australia Camera – Nikon D90 / Lens 55-200mm FEATURED IN – ‘The Woman Photographer’
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Torridon, Highlands, Scotland / / A Soft Caress of Welcome and the Scent of Old High Places. This spacious light was common in those days. A soft silk gossamer net that would have to fade to become mist. That would whisper across the glens in common history and Alexion’s gloaming myth memories. This and that would hide and seek, would become damp and shiver spider pearls from the Popish brown and purple of the mountain. Always catching the edge of a rough dress made from banned and ragged tartan. That would be secret sought for later remembered images and collapse in upon itself to find regional rural meaning. That would eventually create pictures that will hang in the hunting lodges of the rich and royal, in need of cleaning. It was morning fresh mood and midge covered evening in the latter end of Summer in the west. Alexion’s stories of the glen in her century. The Black house highland cow dung, black chicken pecked, villaged small secret world of the hidden and the regional self aware. The high views that were seen differently and with much less romance than now in this sad century. A wish to climb the highest in her remembered sight with the breathless wonder and detailed knowledge of the way down, but still not wanting to return to slavery. The stories mythical of a childhood in this fastness of black rock and crashing falling water. The black witch prediction watchfulness of a mother that did not care and besotted father who apparently did; but only in negative for his animals and the mountain at his back. The black seasoned preacher, with his genital showing perversion and stealing of nightgown righteousness. The light shafted mist that began and ended each short day of work. These were her words. These were the notes musical that tried to convince me of the strangely impossible. That fascinated my youth with such detail as to seem real and seen, experienced and happening then as even now. That to me were legends. That to her were as real as breathing. These she told across my neck lying sweat stuck together as we waited for our breath to come back from the past. That she shouted in her ghost voice to the moon and the unfaithfulness of man. Waiting for an explanation with hypnogogic understanding from me and extra detailed history from her. A soft caress of welcome and the scent of heather and old high places. The even softer accent of whispered clasping and spooned bodies that did not want to let go, no matter what forces were at play. Suppose you juxtapose this memory history with small, sweet sounds on the edge of hearing. Of cold softness, of the bed sinking from beneath and behind. Feeling the weight gradually, slowly filling. There are no sudden movements, only the gradual awareness of something else. Gradual and strange. A weight, a pushing back of the sheets. Of small arms across my chest. Very warm and pointedly aware of nakedness. The brushing of nipples across back and buttocks. There is always in this a smell, an evocative sense of something, somewhere else. Nothing I can usually or immediately resolve, but it comes anyway. I can remember every time a witches warmness moving slowly down my back, solar centring. Gathering around her madness and pulling me in. A prick scintillating pricking that does not feel like love, rising to a pointed word. The centre of a celtic spiral. This is far more than pleasure… She will then and only tell her stories, after the brief vicious coupling that rang in this present past with inexperience and needy solutions. That salty, like the sea, spurted with premature love and sang with unfulfilled hopes before we finished with each others thoughts and myths. / © 2009 Ken Simm.
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Featured on RedBubble’s Popular Art Page ... thanks to all of you for putting it there! :) / Featured in Mood & Ambiance 12 November 2009 – thank you so much! :) / Featured in All Things in the Natural World on 13 November 2009 – thank yo uso much!! Some of you may have seen this one before … some of you maybe not … Since none of the work uploaded under my given name profile is for sale any more, some of the work from there is being uploaded again here in order to make it available :) thanks for understanding ;) and I hope you still like the shot as much as you did first time round :) ... and once again – of course the complete Epping Forest Gallery can be viewed on the main SeeOneSoul website :) / Enjoy! / ~ Tina
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Kamacnik canyon in Vrbovsko,Gorski kotar,Croatia…summer afternoon after rain.
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Reserve Las Warminski near Olsztyn, Poland FEATURED on the HOME PAGE, November 23, 2009
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Old Sailboat tied up in front of B shed in Fremantle, I loved the light and sky as the sun was going down. A quick capture yesterday, layers added only for colour toning. Levels, burning, dodging etc played with a bit. Camera – Nikon D90 / 18-55mm
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