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Canon Powershot with IR filter “As Is” / Brandywine Falls Ohio / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-— / I have been waiting for this kind of shot for a long time. The storms were fierce with a ton of rain last night. I decided to take of work and spend the day at the falls near my house. I must have snapped 200 pictures today. What a great day!! I found a new toy its my infrared lens. Of course I have many different shots just like this :-) I posted a photo in color as well at a different time called – Approaching / Autumn / ....................................................................................................................... / / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—- / Click to View By Category: / -—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-— / - Waterfall Photos / - Selective Coloring / - Infrared Photos / - Black and White Photos / - Animal Photos / - Downtown Cleveland ............................................................................................................... / ................................................................................................................ /
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[model] Monica ©2007 BeeTour Photography
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Lake Crabtree, Morrisville, NC /
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Captured in the early morning light in the autumn at Sunset Lake, NC /
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Taken at Toseland in Cambridgeshire late afternoon, it was a beautiful day.. Behind The Trees.. /
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I just had to capture the sun setting over my local country park don’t you just love that mirror image of the tree in the lake’ and them beautiful coloured sky’s… Hinchingbrooke Park Huntingdon Cambridgeshire England
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Photogram of a flower exposed by the sun.
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This fractal image was created in Apophysis 2.06c 3D hack using some methods that I have been experimenting with recently. An interesting fact is that the texture of my image comes from a transform that uses the julian and disc variations and then was lowered out of the image using z translate, so this variation is not actually seen in the final image, but without it there wouldn’t really be a texture. The second transform which is the actual “fabric” comes from a combination of bubble, pre_blur, rectangles, oscilloscope, bipolar and hemisphere. And the last transform simply uses bubble and pre_blur with a bit of z translate to put it in the correct space. No post or final transforms were used. And, here’s a bit of me that’s reverting to my good old physics/astronomy (Gotta love physics!): According to Einstein, space itself can be thought to be like a fabric. Imagine placing a bowling ball on the surface of a mattress. The bowling ball will cause the mattress to dip downwards where it is touching. Imagine this bowling ball to be the Sun now. The planets go around in their ever widening circles because of the way that the Sun is effecting space. In my picture above, you can see the curving of the space around the sphere. But also, what happens to the sphere if space itself is fractured? Will the sphere sink downwards through the fabric? That is a question that I had once, and I suspect it will be a long time until there is an answer for it.
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Well, kind of. This is as near to an apocalyptic scene as Cleethorpes is ever likely to get. Until the apocalypse, that is. But that’s not coming for at least 2 years, so this will do in the meantime.
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Copyright © Helen Chierego / This image is protected by copyright law and is not to be used without express written permission from the copyright holder. / Images may not be copied, reproduced, altered or used for any advertising, displays, any other web sites or for any business or promotional purpose or any other way (whole or in part) without prior written approval of the copyright holder. / All Rights Reserved The Sun Theatre, Yarraville, Victoria Australia. / An icon ot the western suburbss of Melbourne. I enjoyed many films during my childhood in this art deco building. Glad to see it enjoying a revival. / / SUN PICTURE THEATRE For Yvonne, Michelle and Margot / The world is revolving faster these days / How did it happen that twenty-four hours / Now seem like eighteen…or less? Back then / The Sun sign flickered day and night / Above the picture theatre, when we jumped / Off the Spotswood bus at Yarraville Station, / To ride the railway gates with the men / And boys, while the women stood back / They swung open like welcoming arms / Scooping us into the land of reel to reel Streamers propelled by light. In the Art Deco / Building with a half sun on top, glowing / Like an icon or cross on a church / Rising up over the sugar refinery, docks / And our real lives we never thought about / While we were in Hollywood, America / The good old U S of A in Australia singing God Save the Queen, while we stood head / To shoulder with women and men dressed in suits / And the other kids who knew all the words / To an anthem sung into our colonial heads / At school and on TV without needing a script / Or subtitles on the bottom of the screen / With a bouncing ball swooping over lyrics. At the matinee we sighed when the lights were dimmed / Slipping down into our seats and out of our bodies / Onto the screen where film goddesses always ended up / With impossible heroes we read about on Fantales wrappers / While we crunched through to chocolate inside vermillion / Jaffas and licked wafered vanilla icecreams. Chilled when the lights went out once upon a time / And the curtains opened to Alfred Hitchcock’s Psycho / Mother told me to cover my eyes while / She held my ears and screamed so loudly / A rush of shivers snap froze the audience / To their seats. Black and white or / Technicolor…she liked a good murder. While her daughters plagiarised musicals / To re-enact on the front verandah for kids / Who lived on the Avenue. Costumes, makeup, / Some lousy script of song and dance everyone / Sat through and wanted more of every Saturday / After Mum had said: ‘Let’s go to the flicks’ / And we came home from that dreaming place Where the Sun is now derelict and only lights / Up for vandals, who make fires in the dress / Circle, front and back stalls, turning the floors / And ceiling into charcoal as delicate as Violet Crumble. Copyright Helen Chierego. (Note: I wrote this poem long before the revival of the theatre when the interior was still a burnt out ruin.) / / /
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Copyright 2008-2009 © Helen Chierego / This image is protected by copyright law and is not to be used without express written permission from the copyright holder. / Images may not be copied, reproduced, altered or used for any advertising, displays, any other web sites or for any business or promotional purpose or any other way (whole or in part) without prior written approval of the copyright holder. / All Rights Reserved An icon ot the western suburbs of Melbourne. I enjoyed many films during my childhood in this art deco building. Glad to see it enjoying a revival. / CLICK ON T-SHIRT / / SUN PICTURE THEATRE For Yvonne, Michelle and Margot / The world is revolving faster these days / How did it happen that twenty-four hours / Now seem like eighteen…or less? Back then / The Sun sign flickered day and night / Above the picture theatre, when we jumped / Off the Spotswood bus at Yarraville Station, / To ride the railway gates with the men / And boys, while the women stood back / They swung open like welcoming arms / Scooping us into the land of reel to reel Streamers propelled by light. In the Art Deco / Building with a half sun on top, glowing / Like an icon or cross on a church / Rising up over the sugar refinery, docks / And our real lives we never thought about / While we were in Hollywood, America / The good old U S of A in Australia singing God Save the Queen, while we stood head / To shoulder with women and men dressed in suits / And the other kids who knew all the words / To an anthem sung into our colonial heads / At school and on TV without needing a script / Or subtitles on the bottom of the screen / With a bouncing ball swooping over lyrics. At the matinee we sighed when the lights were dimmed / Slipping down into our seats and out of our bodies / Onto the screen where film goddesses always ended up / With impossible heroes we read about on Fantales wrappers / While we crunched through to chocolate inside vermillion / Jaffas and licked wafered vanilla icecreams. Chilled when the lights went out once upon a time / And the curtains opened to Alfred Hitchcock’s Psycho / Mother told me to cover my eyes while / She held my ears and screamed so loudly / A rush of shivers snap froze the audience / To their seats. Black and white or / Technicolor…she liked a good murder. While her daughters plagiarised musicals / To re-enact on the front verandah for kids / Who lived on the Avenue. Costumes, makeup, / Some lousy script of song and dance everyone / Sat through and wanted more of every Saturday / After Mum had said: ‘Let’s go to the flicks’ / And we came home from that dreaming place Where the Sun is now derelict and only lights / Up for vandals, who make fires in the dress / Circle, front and back stalls, turning the floors / And ceiling into charcoal as delicate as Violet Crumble. Copyright Helen Chierego. (Note: I wrote this poem long before the revival of the theatre when the interior was still a burnt out ruin.) / / /
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Blue Sky at Skaket Beach. Framed Print: / Card: /
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A sunset capture taken over Jordan Lake in Apex, North Carolina from Highway 751 overpass. This was really a surprise.. my wife and I were driving back from Christmas shopping and decided to take a different route home. (hwy 751) As we were driving, we came accross this view of the sun setting over Jordan Lake and I immediately pulled over and captured this shot. A few minutes later and the sun was gone.
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galleria mancuso main website this was the big picture of a word from above / Cape Schanck, Mornington Peninsula, Victoria / Nikon D80, f/11, 1/80sec ISO 400
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Sun Pictures was first opened on December the 9th, 1916. ‘Fairy’ a local personality and pianist would play during the silent screening performances. Sound came to the theatre in 1933. “During the 1939-45 war, not long after Broome was bombed, I was serving with army transport in the area, Pictures were shown in the current Garden theatre. Apparently there was only one projector and the operator had difficulty in changing the reel, which was quite often. Sometimes it took twenty to thirty minutes to change reels. During those periods they played a record – they only had one, which was called ‘You look like a monkey when you grow old’. This was played over and over until the movie could continue.” / J O’Mara Ballajura W.A. From and more reading here When I visited this very interesting theatre in Broome, Western Australia, I bumped into an elderly lady whom used to come here when she was a child. I so enjoyed hearing her own stories.
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With gentleness, in your mind, / Tinting it all with feelings, / Every emotion of human kind. / Be willing to feel every heart, / And the desires it contains, / Including every nuance, / The joy, as well as the pain. / Dont forget to use all colors, / The pastels, tints, and hues, / That represent the wholeness / That Great Mystery can imbue. / Then sculpt the shapes of destiny, / The patterns great and small, / Weaving dark and light in unity, / Yet, unfolding within the all. / But what is the difference / In this world, and yesterday’s? / It is the final ingredient / That changes our former ways? / Reclaimed will and allowing / Makes the tomorrow….stand apart. / Unbound freedom of expression, / Illumination….the victory of the heart. / Jamie Sams / /
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Taken with a Canon Digital Rebel XSI…...AS IS / 1/13 / ISO 200 / Shot in RAW
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This quote came to me as i was creating the collage, it just suited the dandelions perfectly!
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Continued story from Evening Rainbow. After shooting the rainbow from my yard I turn to go back in the house when I saw this wonderful sunset. but it was blocked by trees, houses and ugly power lines. So even though I was bare footed I rushed down the street for a clearer view. This is what I captured. Shot taken with a Canon Power Shot A570 IS. / Taken August 12th 2009 at 8:34pm in Winnipeg MB Canada.
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Sunflowers near Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada.
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Jersey Shore Beach at sunrise / Nikon D80 w/ 24-120mm VR Featured in New Jersey – What’s Your Exit? – September 25, 2009
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Nikon D80 w/ 24-120mm VR Featured in SEA – September 29, 2009 2nd Place in the Challenge “Fun with Water” in New Jersey Scenery – October 6, 2009
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