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Beyond Layers: Framed. Taken with Nikon D7000 and processed with PS CS5 and RadLab.
Two Takes: Inward/Outward - Normally a shut-in due to an illness, I find that I most enjoy photographing outdoor things. That became clearly evident to me today when I was told that there was a blimp flying over the house and I didn't hesitate to run outside with my equipment to photograph, and then process, it immediately! What a rush! So, I guess that tells me that while I love my home and my family I LONG for the outdoors any way i can get it!
Swan Dive: Post-Processing
{two takes::outward/inward}
First derail. Later on the chain would derail again. And again. And again. But I enjoyed a good, long ride. Biking feels like flying.
Here I was simply glad to bathe in the sunlight and be beside the pretty orange flowers.
The outward rays of the sun; the outward plans of riding a bike.
[Folding bike - if you derail so many times and can't bike anymore because the chain is really loose it won't latch on; you simply hail a cab, fold bike, stuff it in the trunk, and head home]
365 {85}
{two takes::inside/outside}
Feeling vulnerable and fragile today. Weak from all the release of creative energy; from the work of healing, wrestling with barbed wire and beauty.
Later on...
I stumble upon this: binduwiles.com/a-thousand-beautiful-things-for-springtime/
A thousand beautiful things I don't even have the words for. And I too never want to close my eyes again. Thank you Bindu Wiles. Thank you Annie Lennox. ♥ Man, what a song.
Identifier: howtobookoftumbl00butt
Title: How to, a book of tumbling, tricks, pyramids and games;
Authors: Butterworth, Horace
Subjects: Gymnastics Games
Publisher: Chicago, The author
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: The Library of Congress
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85 Dives—Have a ring heldwaist high and dive through.Break your fall by bendingthe arms slowly and touchingthe back of the head first. Ifyou alight on your shoulders,you will be severely jarred. In-crease the height and distance.Instead of a ring, have twotake hold of hands and impro-vise a ring (Fig. 86). Have several couples standin line, just far enough apart to enable you to rollclose to stand and dive again.
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365 {101}
{two takes::awareness::beginning/ending}
clouds and their infinite beginnings and endings.
a perfect reminder that nothing is permanent.
[taken from inside the car]
We just painted the house this year. I much prefer the gray to the strange mustardy brown it used to be. This little intersection and the horizontal/vertical lines makes me smile
Looking up!
Taken with my iPhone while in a moving car...processed with PS CS5 and RadLab. I added two layers of Kim Klassen's Paper Love texture which I think gave it some nice 'character'!
I LOVE working on some urban photography for a change!
365 {88}
{two takes::urban}
Manila (and maybe almost everywhere around the world) has had erratic weather; sometimes surprising like 'what? it's raining and it's summer?'. We just had days of rainy weather as if it were July. And today, when I went out to do some errands, it was cloudy and drab. But the sun plays hide and seek a lot and you find the light.
Taken at the Shaw MRT station.
{two takes::awareness::beginning/ending}
the jeepney is a great way to show beginnings and endings. people ride it to begin their journey to go somewhere and say "para" (wait or stop) when they need to get off; an ending. it is constantly that way, a coming and going, like the breath.
"i shall return" was general douglas macarthur's promise to the philippines, which resulted later to an end of some war and the beginning of some sort of independence.
More focused this time and in black and white. His cute tail is featured in way too many of my photos. I find it irresistible.
{two takes:urban}
Welcome to your not so clean and orderly, funky, urban Manila, where you sometimes see so clearly the effects of urbanization; people are displaced, people live in boxes, people are constantly trying to make ends meet, people knowing no other life but this, people simply making a living. Here is your typical street vendor selling a variety of candies, biscuits, cigarettes, lighters, ballpens, water, colas, rags (yes rags for the jeepney drivers who constantly have to clean their windshield or dashboard or steering wheel from the oil, dust, pollution)... what else... oh, newspapers of course and even hair scrunchies. If you're lucky, the street vendor will have a cell phone and will be able to sell you call and text credits.
365 {83}
{two takes::inside/outside}
There are so many things going on inside and outside this compound. I know plenty of stories; I have been a part of many of them. When I was very young, I met an accident inside, in one of the rooms. My yaya (nanny) accidentally threw a pot of boiling water on my body. I was 4 years old. Thereabouts. It was an 'accident' but if I didn't startle her as she walked into the room, it wouldn't have happened. If I just accepted the cold bath water as is, it wouldn't have happened. If...
But it happened. My scream could be heard from outside this gate. And I was told it was heard from down the street. I still have the big scar. I grew up with it; first, it was okay, just another 'body part', you know, a part of me. But I somehow figured people were afraid of the scar. I would swim and there it was exposed and the kids would move away from me. So it was that, or some kind of pity from the grown-ups. Eventually I got conscious and learned it was best for everyone if I hid the scar. There was a lot of that hiding 'inside'.
Fast forward...
I have a photo with my son, Marcus, right here in front of this gate. He was about 4 years old. It was his first day of school. It was one of those big moments. I was bald. I was wearing a bandana, being brave about many things. But that's another story. But, yeah, you go outside and you have to be brave inside.
The process of making pierogies at the North Market.
I loved seeing the insides and outsides of these tasty treats.
Not a lot of wind this day, but a beautiful bright blue sky. I'll take that over a gray one any time.
Found this on the way to photograph the bridge. It's a whale hanging from a long branch of a tree. So unexpected. It reminds me of something I'd see on Nantucket or Martha's Vineyard