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For those of us who prefer to show rather than tell, photography takes precedence over words. In a mere second, it allows us to efficiently capture our perspective on life and spread it to the masses. These days, there’s all sorts of genres, such as jaw-dropping photojournalism and portrait photography as art. Not to mention food photography that gets your stomach growling. We don’t quite understand why, but somehow, no matter how accidental, almost all photography manages to stimulate our emotions.  (Cases in point: We bet you couldn’t resist browsing the Icelandic volcano photos.)

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A different knowhow
The ancient eavesdropper

Nobody ‘knows’ Nature. Humans are more aware of themselves, yet through some superiority complex, they believe to understand the inner workings of every other life. A hummingbird does not keep track of its heartbeats or check to see how many calories it burned between birdbaths - weight and health are superstitious ghosts, born to another brain child. Nor does it repeatedly peer at a thermometer to plan ahead for foul weather. Its long beak sips nectar without comprehending chemistry, while its wings jet from point A to B without the slightest idea about Newton’s gravity or the physics of flight. So too, the sun has no knowledge of our planet or its inhabitants millions of miles away in space. Its solar flares do not care about the beauty of aurora borealis nor hear complaints about discombobulated satellite telecommunication dishes. Yet, all creatures are linked across an invisible ether, survival and home hard-wired into a different knowhow. These genes speak in ton

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An almost existential stroll in downtown Toronto
MILLIE HO

Waking up is a commercial break in a seven-hour movie (sometimes four). You look at yourself and choose: a) Today I’m going to save the planet b) Today I’m going to work on my novel c) Today I’m going to go downtown to listen and jazz and mingle with old friends and smoked memories. So you do. You draw things on the subway. They’re characters from that long-suffering neo noir novel you’ve been writing since what feels like the day they snipped the umbilical chord. You use Paper Mate pens, the blue ones, because they remind you of non photo blue and make you feel like the architect behind Something Grand And Wonderful (If Only You Can Get It Done). The most complicated thing to sketch is fabric. They way they zigzag and carve down the torso and arms and trap shadows between sharp folds—it’s complicated but oh so satisfying when you (think you) get it right. I recommend sketching while staring wide-eyed at passengers on streetcars/subway trains/buses.

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India… A World Beyond Ours #30
Rainlight Studio

Well… I think I’ve come to an end of posting about India… But who knows, I might throw a few more in here and there. This beautiful woman lived across the street from us and was always out doing laundry, running errands or other things. One day we were walking around the village and she happened to be out, she had the most beautiful eyes, so I asked (though hand motions and holding up my camera) if I could take her photo. She was delighted! Laughed and smiled (and posed) for us. People like this make me want to travel and capture the beautiful people all over the world. Each and every person is created so unequally by The Creator

‘I should not be’
Celia: Her City

You think you know Grant Park, and then. . . . I was leaving the park the other day when I noticed this amazing sign, positioned atop the Beaux Arts-era entrance of the Metra train station at Van Buren.  Has it been there forever?  Perhaps my readers can say. . . . The Octaphant, proclaimed here as “real and alive” was an “exhibition of the impossible” at the Century of Progress, a World’s Fair held in Chicago in 1933. The sad melange of the animal form, coupled with the 3-D exuberance of the sign, produced a powerful effect on me.  I felt as though to descend into the Metra would be a venture into the surreal, a venture best undertaken by those far more stalwart and steady than me.

Evening Heat & Summer Eats
Sweet Tea & Memories

Preparing a meal is one of the easiest ways to show someone you care. Photos: Summer meal – Asparagus with fresh, crushed pepper and garlic & fresh salmon

Whatever Happen To London
On the Blog: Ronald Ray
Wander
The Unraveling
Joy
PAUTOGRAPHY
Graffiti Beach Magazine release party (5/18/13)
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RamaDrama
The Cycling Tour: Dresden to Meißen and back
Eire + Alba
Weekly Photo Challenge: Escape
Momus News

I’m a little late for this week’s photo challenge, but I’ll dive in anyway because it’s fun. This week’s challenge page may be found here: http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/05/17/photo-challenge-escape/ My pics are perhaps more about escap-ism, but hopefully still pertinent.

Timberwolves Europe 2013. Extra day Berlin Part II.
John's Space .....

[Categories: TRAVEL, PHOTOGRAPHY, EUROPE, WWII] (See previous posts for what this tour is about.) (As always, click on photos to enlarge or play movie.) Halfway through our extra day in Berlin, post guided-tour, we leave the Pergamon Museum (previous post) and stop for lunch. WE have our priorities. M’lady has mushroom soup.I have lamb and potatoes, nicely presented.What is Germany without Viennese Apple Strudel. . Next we march down the Unter den Linden (remember those construction cranes, previous post?) for another look at the Brandenburger Gate.  (And a stop at the Starbucks there on the corner.) Starbucks. I hear they are going out of business. (Not.)The Goddess of Victory is in the distance.The U.S. Embassy is to the left of the gate. . Walking past the Gate and left on Ebertstrasse we arrive at the other side of the U.S. Embassy and the somber, impressive Monument to the Murdered Jews in Europe.  Undulating pathways criss-cross the monument stones so people walking ascend

ImageSpotlight: Black-necked Stilts
Kevin's Chronicles

Black-necked Stilts. Canon 1D MkII | 500/4.5 | ISO 400 The past 3-4 weeks have been an absolute whirlwind. Since my last post, I successfully defended my doctoral dissertation to earn my PhD degree, graduated, had another birthday, sold my home, started exercising again, and have started packing the belongings  in my old home as my family and I prepare for our move to the State of Georgia this summer. To say the least, I’ve been busy and the little photography I have done has been people gigs, not wildlife. So, I’m sharing an older file of a couple of black-necked stilts I photographed at Estero Llano Grande State Park. Awhile back I did a write-up about Estero, which you can find in my “places to shoot” category. I like the black-necked stilts but they are a challenge to expose correctly with the dark blacks and bright whites of its feathers. On a sunny day like this, it’s not uncommon to blow out the whites. Exposing for those correctly can mean losing d

Can you see me now?
curiousvogel

Some very vocal and well camouflaged litttle birds (Bewicks Wrens) hide in the brush in the California deserts. The green moss or fungus which infects the branches stands out much better than this little peeper does.

The land of Gennesaret and the travel route west
Ferrell's Travel Blog

The Sea of Galilee is called the “lake Gennesaret” by Luke (Luke 5:1). The area on the northwest corner of the Sea of Galilee is called the “land at Gennesaret.” In the view below we see the land of Gennesaret and the Via Maris. The travel route here leads to the Beit Netofa Valley and the sites of Khirbet Cana, Sepphoris, Nazareth, Yodfat (Jotapata), and Ptolemais (Akko). Yodfat was fortified by Josephus during the Jewish revolt against Rome. Josephus, commander of the Jewish rebels, surrendered to the Roman Emperor Vespasian at Yodfat. Mount Arbel and the Plain of Gennesaret. Photo by Ferrell Jenkins. Many of the miracles of Jesus were performed in this area. When they had crossed over, they came to land at Gennesaret. And when the men of that place recognized Him, they sent word into all that surrounding district and brought to Him all who were sick; and they implored Him that they might just touch the fringe of His cloak; and as many as touched it were cured. (Matthew 14:34-36 NAU)

Ratrace, Dance with Me, Three Subway Shots
pj brez photography

Captured discretely on the Seoul subway with a Rolleiflex Automat A on Kodak Tri-X 400 film, personally developed in the darkroom with D76. © Patrick Bresnahan Girls – Hellhole Ratrace I’m sick and tired of the way that I feel, I’m sick of dreaming and its never for real. I’m all alone with my deep thoughts. I’m all alone with my heartache and my good intentions. I work to eat and drink and sleep just to live, Feels like I’m never getting back what I give. Ive got a sad song in my sweet heart. And all I really ever need is some love and attention And I don’t want to cry my whole life through, I want to do some laughing too. So come on, come on, come on, come on, laugh with me. And I don’t want to die without shaking up a leg or two, Yeah, I want to do some dancing too. So come on, come on, come on, come on, dance with me. Sometimes you’ve just gotta make it for yourself. Sometimes sugar, it just takes someone else. Sometimes you

May 21, 2012
Through My Eyes

Ahhhh…the Zen of a Happy Kitteh Images taken with:  Kodak EasyShare Z1285 Edited using:  Photobucket

Ups and Downs
Kelsey's thoughts

Life is like an emotional roller coaster still. In the mornings, I feel jittery and nervous for the day. I can’t eat much lately. I’m just not hungry. Throughout the day, I keep busy and feel happy. But once night comes, I’m sad. I miss the way things used to be. I just want to be held and loved. I’m starting to think I don’t know what I want at all.

Wildflowers of Oklahoma—Indian Paintbrushes
bearspawprint

Reblogged from The Seeker's Dungeon: When bitterness becomes a way of life Each disappointment setting in motion The countdown to the next disappointment Looking for comfort in all the wrong places Trapped in the cycle of repeat and repent A settlement for contentment that is relevant only to the one who’s given up Found the solution in a resolution of dissolution Of all that was previously desired and now only coveted in the dark recesses of the heart… Read more… 51 more words [caption id="attachment_5412" align="alignnone" width="950"] One, Two, Three[/caption] Yesterday they were all just slightly opened buds, like the first one, now they are popping open. I've been running out of time to post, but not to photograph. I'll have to double up some days to catch up on the photos.