Noise white
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Shot at the trainstation in Aarhus, Denmark in January – a train was leaving the station, and as I walked up along the carts, I noticed this guy sitting there. I moved a couple of carts ahead, put the viewfinder to my eye, waited for him to get in the picture – and snap.
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Our Cat having a Snooz, couldnt help taking a pic
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My very first attempt at Infrared Photography. THANKS JEFF!!! ;) A word of caution if anyone considers buying this in a larger format, it seems that Noise is an inherent artifact of IR Photography and as such the photo is very grainy. I didn’t know about this till I took these test shots and discovered it myself. I will work on ways to make these as presentable as I can for sale, but as far as I can tell at this stage, this is how IR Photography is. If anyone knows any different please email me and help me out ;) I will be emailing you about this Jeff, just been a bit busy. :) A Full Size sample of the noise. Is this normal?? I’m not sure. /
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Watercolours on paper. New as of 27th of november. / feel like I am moving through milk with a switch of wine or something more course (vodka gin nicotine steel? – the sting of some deadly chemical) threaded through it. Heavy limbs and tingles in my hands and feet. I am considering, remembering. Hard to see. / One of the unique flaws I have. (Unique? Did I just have the fucking audacity to say that?) My memory seems to work in a slightly different way to the way I understand the rest of the human world’s to. This has been made far worse and far more absolute by the ECT (for those new to this particular acronym it stands for Electro Convulsive Therapy. Shock treatment. ST. ILA. I Love Acronyms.) This in that I have realised how little difference there is between my memory as affected by the treatment and my memory unaffected. Little. None? / Say to me of an experience shared, and I will ask of you for more and more specifics, until I can build an image, or a sound, or a SENSATION of some ilk specific to that point, and then the experience in its entirety will flood back into my mind. This is little different from the way everyone else experiences things, excepting, perhaps, the degree of cues needed to spark the fire of memory, and also the extent and exactitude of my recollection. Like a flaking mirror. Like tigers in tall grass. / Like zebras stacked and wrapped in horizontally striped black and white socks. / The interest lies, perhaps, in this specific shard. I do not believe I have more of a facility. I think I have less. I think that I am in this manner more stupid than the people that I know intimately. Than those that I read about. In some sense I am dumber. / I can’t see memory, anyone’s memory, as being a continual, smooth line of experience. / You can drop a lit match into turpentine and it will sizzle out. Also into petrol and methylated spirits. The flash point is over-ridden by the impact with liquid. Zz-sh. Fire-free. / We are formed by our memory and choice, and so much, oh so much so, by the threads of what we have found to be the most powerful and beautiful. I believe that what I have seen informs others of their beliefs and the tenets of morality that instruct them is in actuality some kind of AESTHETICS. Take me down to my essence, to where I brood in my hind brain animal honesty, and you will find this. I believe that it correlates with how everyone (yes, bathe in the light and beauty of this instinct) forms the core of their beliefs. How we are formed. BY BEAUTY. And then from an extension of one selection after another built partially from each other and extracted and separated each time by aesthetic appreciation every instance. / There is some inseparable connection here between memory and action. We remember in some unconscious manner what we have chosen to believe, what we have found most powerful in the past, what HOLDS MORE MEANING FOR US THAN ANYTHING IN OUR EXPERIENCE – and this informs us how we should ACT. How we answer the phone what we eat who we sleep with what pets we have our reaction to the flies buzzing around our brilliant heads, how we will SPEAK and what we will say. Every choice we make. What we are thinking of as we lie dying and which fucking CEREAL we pick. / These things link hands and tell us whisper to us. Beauty and memory. Instinct and experience. Move my hands over the dirty keys and glance outside into the hot white summer light. I choose. We choose. I am informed as to how to choose. By a process I don’t and perhaps can’t understand. / The way we move and behave is extracted by the shattered lines of our memory. It is NOT a procession of smooth and comprehensible awareness. / I think this is what is dictating what I am writing. / And since I feel that I am in this way DUMBER than others, well, hm, I am left in an ocean of unconnected experience. / Bleh. Maybe I am just being a wanker and reading into everything wayyyyy too much.
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Hope u like it!! Enjoy! _
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/ / / Here are My Ears Tshirt Here are my Ears – White NOise a pen illustration on brown paper over streaks of white gesso / with the addition of wire mesh on her little white tee / and a bit of fun in Photoshop
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The only photo of mine that i´ve had framed and hung on my own wall….if you don´t count the ones of my son of course. :-) Thanks for looking. Have a great day! :-) / Andreas Stridsberg © / www.mystic-pic.com
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White Version of Headphones II.
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Due to a completly lacklustre non-existant demand, i have monkeys idle who are getting restless. Too many to hold back even with the tasers and gas. So ive made them make the white version of THIS HEADPHONE TSHIRT Hope you like it. The monkeys need more work. Other Tee’s / and more and more ! and even a few more !!! and some extra ones…
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~Quote by Archimedes. The two love of my live :) / My lil girl is dancing with daddy…..this one really melts my heart, as im sure all other mummies out there can relate ;-) Looks awesome as framed print or canvas with the texture and added grain :)
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“The splendorous colours and patterns of a Barn Owl (Tyto alba) in full flight silently beating her wings. This beautiful nocturnal raptor captures the faintest noise with her superbly designed facial disk and complex auditory system”. —Carmen Mandel-Cesareo / / / This image is featured in National Geographic online / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-— / Image © Carmen Mandel-Cesáreo / / / Supporting Owl Rehabilitation / / I donate 100% sales proceeds from this image to PAWS Progressive Animal Welfare Society for the loving rehabilitation of an injured Barn Owl and for their continuous efforts to re-instate rehabilitated wildlife to their homes. / / To learn more about these magnificent creatures visit: Owl Pages / / ================================================== / Artist statement / My photographs are not enhanced; they represent the true nature and colours of the subjects as captured by the lens. I never lure my animated subjects to come close to me: spontaneity is the key. This is an original image. / / / / {Details for the group Only Owls: Nikon D50, 200 mm, exposure auto, metering spot 1/3200 sec F/7.1, 0 EV, ISO 800, AF-A. Image as is, not cropped, not retouched} / / /
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I mainly like life to be peaceful with a few loud noises thrown in to remind me to be grateful for the quiet I have...
by Natalia Campbell~StoryPeople.
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These were in the back yard. I’d been eyeing them off for weeks and finally got around to doing something about it! / galleria mancuso / galleria mancuso – images of mine, the book / my calendar series / Nikon D80, 1/200 sec. f 11, ISO 250, focal length 18mm, macro lens filter. / BEST VIEWED LARGE / /
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Copyright © by Aleksandar Djordjevic
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For this. Its a little thought that i had about the heartbeat being one of the first sounds in existence… referenced a little with the Ohm’s down in the corner. The text and repetition is all about rhythm and music. Thank you so much to the lovely handful of people who helped with ideas and feedback.
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I found another abandoned farm house yesterday… everything was left as it was. There were still books in the bookcase and dishes in the cupboard. I am a little nervous on entering this one because it is REALLY deteriorated. / / / You never know what lurks in the shadows… / / Canon 400D w/ Canon 10-22mm lens / 3 shots (raw) / Photomatix / Lightroom & cs3 / / Visit my website On The Rock Photography / / BEST VIEWED LARGER / / Click HERE for more of my Series on abandonment / / / / Click HERE for more of my Series on abandonment / / .
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The logo of the upcoming Noise series …
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Canon 450D / F-stop: 3.5 (-0.3 exposure bias) / Exposure time: 1/30 sec. / ISO-speed: 200 / Focal length: 18mm Desaturated, then contrastified, then added lots of noize. It’s difficult to work with images that aren’t good quality in the first place.. Experimenting with B&W and noise. / Self-portrait, because I DON’T LIKE THIS SIZE ZERO RUBBISH. Too much pressure on young girls to put their bodies through too much! It should stooooop!! Rant over. Back to the image, you likey? Featured in: / Everyday Women / Photographers Self Portrait / Big & Beautiful People / Imperfectly
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Mindcircus
by parmiDifferent? My depiction of the mind of someone in personal struggle with society. The light and the dark, happy and sad, known and unknown. All of this moving with random thought processes, pop culture, gossip, media influence, culture clashes and a lot of the time, white noise to fill whatever silence is left. This is modern society. Confusing, confronting, intimidating and at times down right scary. Which way do we go? Title of this piece I have borrowed from one of my favourite songs: “..can I please have some silence. How about some space..“ / Mindcircus – Way Out West. City Of Melbourne Musuem. Not the one in Carlton, housing dinosaur bones and relics though. This is the nondescript one on Spring Street, in the old Treasury Building. It showcases the history of Melbourne as a city, from colonisation to today. This was taken in the vaults, underground. Which have been turned into an interactive journey through the gold rush days. This particular room had only a tv and light in it, both of modern look. The contrast grabbed my attention straight away. It had a spooky yet familiar effect on me. I didn’t know what to make of it, but I kept looking at it, unsure what to think or feel. Slight crop of original photo. Desaturated all and selectively coloured tv screen. Increased contrasted and brightness to achieve higher levels of mood. Featured in Core [C.O.R.E] Top 10 in Juxtaposition Challenge Canon 50D / 58mm 18 – 55 Processed 11pm MCN :: CDPYJ-XG52B-QUPJP
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