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Van Vieng, Laos ? -Canon EOS Rebel XT
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This was shot in an amazing house, it was caught in a time capsule….the property was recently sold and the furniture sold off too, this shoot is all that remains. I wanted to look back, not through the rose coloured glasses we usually gaze back with, but to look at the tension that lies just below the surface. The 50’s and early 60’s have this all to perfect image, surface image that is…
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The one on the left looked as if there was a problem with the pram…..:)
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Something About...
by JenniferBSomething about the faces of men / who’ve passed through your life to touch you and then / drifted away to begin new lives / forgetting the …
I just lay here on my bed with an old notebook thinking ‘I want to write something about…’ But I still haven’t done it. I guess there’s still something inside of me waiting for the right time. xox
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Location: Destin, FL – Regatta Bay Golf & Country Club / Camera:Canon A-10 EOS 35 mm / Lens: Tamron 28-200mm / Film: Fujicolor 200 speed This shot was taken on a very foggy night in April of 2000. I was driving by the Regatta Bay Golf Course while the country club had a tournament going on. They had the restaurant all lit up behind this stand of trees. We could see the shot from the road and though it was misting rain. I managed to risk my camera equipment and trespassed onto the golf course to get the shot. It was my FIRST time trespassing and I was sure I would get caught, but the shot was totally worth it. The fog the mist and the lighting all combined to make a once in a lifetime eerie effect. Even the colors in this shot have not been adjusted much. The lights shooting into the air were blue in color. Only minor cropping and editing of contrast were done in Photoshop CS3.
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This is one of my favorite and best drawings. It was done in charcoal and I would estimate that it took roughly 5 hours to draw. The referece photo was taken with permission from here. http://ssuunnddeeww.deviantart.com/
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Something Beautiful
by RedBubbleSome two years ago we were sitting around a table talking about what should be important to RedBubble. Mark Williams...
Some two years ago we were sitting around a table talking about what should be important to RedBubble. Mark Williams, our first engineer, said he felt we should be seeking after beauty. I recall being perplexed by this at the time. I have sat through a lot of corporate meetings striving to define “values”. And even within the freedom of vaporous rhetoric the word “beauty” is a step to far. And so it is in our culture. The scientists will pull apart the universe to the last proton without getting a micron closer to beauty. The accountants will count to the last bean and beauty will not have been found. Somehow it seems an ugly utilitarianism has pervaded our priorities. Beauty it seems is a casualty of our relentless desire to comprehend and value. Being without value, beauty is ignored. Perhaps this is no more evident than on the Internet. Web design frequently pursues a relentless focus on functionality at the expense of any consideration of aesthetics. If any design ethos pervades the web it seems to be pursuit of banal utility. Too frequently this is simply ugly. And the problem with ugly is that it diminishes us. Our humanity cannot be found in the protons or chromosomes of which we are made. It certainly may not be found in the value of our work (or the perhaps the weight of gold in our teeth). The beauty that can neither be found nor counted is at the heart of that which gives value to life. Beauty is both part of the ultimate destination and our signpost that we are on the right road. Martin (aka Pilgrim)
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part of a project..then again i always have some kind of projects
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She’s Taking Our Photo Again !!! Beautiful horses in the field next door at the end of the day – they obviously found having their photograph taken an amusing experience!!!
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I was in northern Rwanda in April 2007 as a volunteer with an aid group and we had stopped to talk with people at a local church. The town was Rhuengeri, it sits close to the border with the Democratic Republic of Congo and has the unfortunate reputation as having been home to a number of those who perpetrated the horrific genocide of 1994. / The atmosphere in Rwanda is one of pervading ‘brokeness.’ Millions of orphans live side by side with those who tortured and massacred their families 14 few, short years ago. Millions more suffer the newer enemy – HIV Aids and countless others wander ghost like in a state it seems of perpetual shock, haunted by the past and overwhelmed by the concept of a future. / This was April. The official month of mourning. When people publicly face what privately never leaves them. / I was sitting on a step tired and desperate for fresh air when I looked into the crowd that inevitably gathered wherever we were. / This woman, is by my guess perhaps 30 and she is as are most, dirt poor. / I was absolutely transfixed by her and her child. / She seemed to me to sum up so much of what I saw. / Love and desperation and yes, compassion. / Her breast is bone dry and cracked and yet she tries to feed her baby. Perhaps it is the hope inherent in the action which feeds her. / At the same time, she looks totally preoccupied by her struggle for survival. / What is she thinking as she gazes into the middle ground? / My thought is, ‘where is the next meal.’ Where will she get it from? How will she share it? And upon finishing it, where will she find the next one? / I was overwhelmed by seeing the reality of those who live literally from hour to hour, day after exhausting day. / It confronted me then. / It continues to confront me now. / – Dog photography – Africa photography / - Beach photography - Black & white photography – Dog photography – Africa photography / - Beach photography - Monotone photography
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Close up of a water-spewing fish on a fountain at the Kennywood amusement park. Pittsburgh, PA Panasonic Lumix TZ-3
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Completely different Canon powershot pro1 – infrared, f/3.2, 1/20”, ISO 50 Infrared / Seascapes / New Zealand / Frogs / Lensbaby / Industrial / Spam / Panorama / Landscapes / Real Estate Series / People
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Who knows what we’ll find if (when) we eventually explore other worlds? Just imagine the cans of soup these mushrooms could supply. Acrylic
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Hmmmm? / . /
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I know I’m a day late for the Agent Provocateur something different challenge but this one was a struggle! In the end I decided to combine all the things I wanted to try into one. There’s some pixel action, a bit of black on black and even some braille. The song I’ve chosen is Leif Erikson by Interpol. If you haven’t heard this song you must go and buy the album now. It’s worth it just for this track and NYC. The braille idea comes from the opening lines and the red on the shirt represents the lyrics “brief things” in braille. She says It helps with the lights out / Her rabid glow is like braille to the night. / She swears I’m a slave to the details / But if your life is such a big joke, why should I care? The clock is set for nine but you know you’re gonna make it eight. / So that you two can take some time, teach each other to reciprocate. She feels that my sentimental side should be held with kid gloves / But she doesn’t know that I left my urge in the icebox / She swears I’m just prey to the female, / Well then hook me up and throw me, baby / cakes, cuz I like to get hooked. The clock is set for nine but you know you’re gonna make it eight. / All the people that you’ve loved they’re all / bound to leave some keepsakes. / I’ve been swinging all the time, think it’s time to learn your way. / I picture you and me together in the jungle it will be ok. I’ll bring you when my lifeboat sails through the night / That is supposing you don’t sleep tonight It’s like learning a new language / Helps me catch up on my mime / If you don’t bring up those lonely parts / This could be a good time / You come here to me. / We’ll pick up those lonely parts and set them down / You come here to me… She says brief things, her love’s a pony / My love’s subliminal
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details of original painting / acrylic, collage and hand stitching on canvas / 76×52 cm / painted in Osaka, Japan 2007 original painting is sold
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Sitting, waiting for the others in a church in Northern Rwanda, my eyes wandered, taking in the room. To tell the truth I was tired and bored and in need of a day off. Over the other side of the room sat this young man, alone. I’m not sure what he was doing there. Waiting for his Mother maybe? I wondered, should I take a shot? If he saw me it could be really uncomfortable. I mean I was really close and I couldn’t pretend I was photographing anyone else. Anyway I thought, ‘I’ll sneak a shot in.’ So, I raised the camera and started to muck around with the shot. And then he looked up. I cringed behind the lens and just sat there, frozen. He didn’t divert his gaze. For several seconds we stared at each other me on one side of the camera, him on the other. Finally I pressed the shutter. His expression remained exactly the same. I lowered the camera and returned his stare, this time with no mechanical device between us. It sounds corny but something travelled between us. An absolute realisation that we were right there, in the same place at the same time. He didn’t dismiss me or put me down. He stood right on the same level. It was unique.
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I missed a hawk pulling a bird from the sky just feet from my head- I then missed a Woodpecker chuntering at a tree, so back to the old favourite- Bees are far more sociable- but this one seems to have drawn a blank!! / Taken with a Fuji A600 Digital camera!
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Encounter at A Far Point I have such a heady day / So many issues come my way / So many things to think & do / Then along comes the likes of you Hints & teases, dart & flirt / Am I prepared again for hurt? / No more pain, I’ve had enough / I never was that tough Zero pain, zero gain / My mother made that plain / One foul move & you can shove it / You wanna make something of it? By Chris51 Model: Sarah Louise / MUA: Valerie Mason / Location: Scotchman’s Lead
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This strange male Pigeon harassed me,he even landed on my back once when i bent down to shade my camera while reviewing,Barb said he was in love with me,but who understands pigeons?Lumix DMC-FZ28
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Something about memories, secrets, past, present, future and who really gives a fuck anyway?
by JenniferBThe internet is a strange place, for many, like myself, it becomes a safe place, a place of refuge, warmth and protection, the life we re…
The internet is a strange place, for many, like myself, it becomes a safe place, a place of refuge, warmth and protection, the life we reveal to others is portrayed on snapshots, tiny colourful glimpses of the entire picture, cryptic messages carved on the damp. cavernous walls of poems, stories and prose. Away from the internet we live, breathe, fuck, fight, earn a living, pay off debts, owe and feel obligated to people, in general we complicate our lives, more often than not, taking the easy road simply to please other people, keeping the peace to avoid conflict and confrontation. Life itself becomes a metaphor for codependency and we let others who depend on us suck the life force out of us. In taking care of others we lose ownership of ourselves… Our identities fall into the messed up, murky mosh-pit of everyday living. Some people have precious memories to look back on, images in the back of their minds that bring a smile to their faces causing them to sigh and shake their heads from side to side… Other people recall only painful nightmares and the memories that make them smile are far and few between. I think it’s important to remember that today’s experiences will one day become tomorrow’s memories,they’ll become the movies and photographs we replay in our minds over and over again… We can only change and shape those images by adding newer, happier ones to the album, and that can only be achieved in the present, by the things we do today. Wouldn’t it be great if we could put our memories through photoshop, edit, soften and enhance them? Ah shit, I’m just rambling, I haven’t written fuck all in a while and this is the only way I can get my mind back into gear… Creating letters and words out of my thoughts, that are unfortunately, due to a cocktail of mood stabilising chemicals, pretty limited. Sometimes I have to shut everything off, hold everything back, breathe everything in and close everything down in order to open myself up and let it all out. On those days it can seem like I’m non-existent… But I’m still here, just behind your computer screens, feeling and thinking, but saying nothing. We all have our secrets I guess…
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