Lezardphotographique: March 2011

Friday, March 18, 2011

Lever de soleil sur Mahrès

Lever de soleil sur Mahrès by ©tounes tunisia

Thursday, March 17, 2011

People believe 365 projects are often self-centered. From my experience projects composed mainly of self-portraits are not always quality ones, and I have featured very few of them.

Abdul appears on every photo of his second 365 project, but he did not want to take a picture of his face every day. The result is quite interesting, I particularly like pictures of his hands.

Abdul Ludbah - 365

day eighteen | 365 v2: ... Miserable day today. Rained. A lot. Because of the weather conditions people had to leave work early so as not to be caught out ...

Dont really wear ties much to work.

Other than that a fairly ordinary day.

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day eighteen | 365 v2: ... by ©Abdul Ludbah

day twentyTwo | 365 v2: Cappuccino anyone? ... Well, almost ... lets just say I wont be making employee of the month at Costa. Tried to make the Schwuash sound to compensate. The result is what you see before you. I mean seriously, would you drink that?!?!

Liked how this came out (the picture not the Cappuccino). There are some water droplets on the table but as I didnt see them until I began to process and couldnt be bothered to re-shoot.

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day twentyTwo | 365 v2: Cappuccino anyone? ... by ©Abdul Ludbah

day fiftyFour | 365 v2: W ... <b>W - Double U</b>

For some reason couldnt get my thumbs to match up to form a proper w ...

For Gooses <a href="http://www.flickr.com/groups/abc2011/pool/">ABC 365 February 2011</a>

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day fiftyFour | 365 v2: W ... by ©Abdul Ludbah

day sixtyFive | 365 v2: ... Long day at work but it went quickly. Seems like the last couple of days Ive had to work for my pay!

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day sixtyFive | 365 v2: ... by ©Abdul Ludbah

day sixtySix | 365 v2: ... Couple of things I didnt like about this - the door in the background and ... the door in the background. This was a practice set-up for something else I had in mind but this sort of stuck. Adjusted contrast and brightness in LR.

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day sixtySix | 365 v2: ... by ©Abdul Ludbah

day sixtySeven | 365 v2: ... Playing around with lighting ..

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day sixtySeven | 365 v2: ... by ©Abdul Ludbah

version française

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

14 Brilliant Photos With The Sun

Wait .. Don't go !! by ©Khalid Al-Haqqan

sun yeah the sun is out!! This photo inspired by the marvelous <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/auntiep/">Auntie P</a>. Thanks for the wonderful inspiration! No manipulation... not sure how that sun ray ended up looking like it was going through my hand but Im guessing it was a flare from the lens (and others seem to concur).

sun by ©Roxanne

Bedruthan sunset Another view of a sunset from September 2005 taken from the cliffs at Bedruthan Steps on the North Cornwall coast. <a href="http://maps.google.com?q=50.48743953044969,-5.032939910888672(Bedruthan sunset)&t=h">See where this picture was taken.</a> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/groups/geotagging/discuss/72157594165549916/">[?]</a>

Bedruthan sunset by ©Barry

Sunset @ Gandipet <b>WOW EXPLORED <del>#14..... 16Dec08</del> <del>#8 ...16Dec08</del> #5 ...17Dec08 Front Page Explore </b> Thanks to everyone for commenting, fav & views :) <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/vijji_vijju_vjay/3115550858">www.flickr.com/photos/vijji_vijju_vjay/3115550858</a>

Sunset @ Gandipet by ©Vijay Bandari

The Sentinel / El Centinela Listen / Escucha <a href="http://es.youtube.com/watch?v=X5M46Q4POEA"><b>"Sentinel"</b></a> by/por Mike Oldfield <b>Para mi hermano del alma / For my soul brother <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/10523007@N06/">Juli Modul (Juli Morató Torres)</a>.</b> <i> "Cuando nuestro mundo alcanzó la mitad de su edad actual, algo que venía de las estrellas pasó a través del Sistema Solar, dejó aquella huella de su paso, y prosiguió su camino. Hasta que nosotros la destruimos, aquella máquina cumplió su cometido. Y empiezo a intuir cuál era. Alrededor de cien mil millones de estrellas giran en el círculo de la Vía Láctea, y, hace mucho tiempo, otras razas de los mundos pertenecientes a otros soles deben de haber alcanzado y superado el estadio en el que ahora nos hallamos nosotros. Piensen en una tal civilización, muy lejana en el tiempo, cuando la Creación era aún tibia, dueña de un universo tan joven que la vida había surgido tan sólo en una infinitésima parte de mundos. La soledad de aquel mundo es algo imposible de imaginar, la soledad de los dioses que miran a través del infinito y no hallan a nadie con quien compartir sus pensamientos. Deben de haber explorado las galaxias como nosotros exploramos los mundos. Por todos lados había mundos, pero estaban vacíos, o a lo sumo poblados de cosas que se arrastraban y eran incapaces de pensar. Así debía de ser nuestra Tierra, con el humo de los volcanes ofuscando aún el cielo, cuando la primera nave de los pueblos del alba surgió de los abismos más allá de Plutón. Rebasó los planetas exteriores apresados por el hielo, sabiendo que la vida no podía formar parte de sus destinos. Alcanzó y se detuvo en los planetas interiores, que se calentaban al fuego del Sol, esperando a que comenzara su historia. Aquellos exploradores deben de haber observado la Tierra, sobrevolando la estrecha franja entre los hielos y el fuego, llegando a la conclusión de que aquél debía de ser el hijo predilecto del Sol. Allí, en un remoto futuro, surgiría la inteligencia; pero ante ellos quedaban aún innumerables estrellas, y nunca regresarían por aquel mismo camino. Así pues, dejaron un centinela, uno de los millones que deben de existir esparcidos por todo el universo, vigilando los mundos en los cuales vibra la promesa de la vida. Era un faro que, a través de todas las edades, señalaba pacientemente que aún nadie lo había descubierto. Quizás ahora comprendan por qué la pirámide de cristal fue instalada en la Luna y no en la Tierra. A sus creadores no les importaban las razas que luchaban aún por salir del salvajismo. Nuestra civilización les podía interesar tan sólo si dábamos prueba de nuestra capacidad de supervivencia, lanzándonos al espacio y escapando así de la Tierra, nuestra cuna. Este es el desafío que, antes o después, se plantea a todas las razas inteligentes. Es un desafío doble, porque depende de la conquista de la energía atómica y de la decisiva elección entre la vida y la muerte. Una vez superado este punto crítico, era tan sólo cuestión de tiempo que descubriéramos la pirámide, y la forzásemos para ver lo que había dentro. Ahora ya no emite ninguna señal, y aquellos encargados de su escucha deben de haber vuelto su atención hacia la Tierra. Quizás acudan a ayudar a nuestra civilización, aún en su infancia. Pero deben de ser viejos, muy viejos, y a menudo los viejos son morbosamente celosos de los jóvenes. Ahora ya no puedo mirar la Vía Láctea sin preguntarme de cuál de esas nebulosas estelares están acudiendo los emisarios. Si me permiten hacer una comparación bastante vulgar, hemos tirado del aparato de alarma, y ahora no podemos hacer otra cosa más que esperar. No creo que tengamos que esperar mucho."</i> Fragmento del cuento <a href="http://www.apocatastasis.com/el-centinela-the-sentinel-arthur-clarke.php">"El Centinela"</a>, Arthur C. Clarke, 1957 <i>"When our world was half its present age, something from the stars swept through the Solar System, left this token of its passage, and went again upon its way. Until we destroyed it, that machine was still fulfilling the purpose of its builders; and as to that purpose, here is my guess. Nearly a hundred thousand million stars are turning in the circle of the Milky Way, and long ago other races on the worlds of other suns must have scaled and passed the heights that we have reached. Think of such civilizations, far back in time against the fading afterglow of Creation, masters of a universe so young that life as yet had come only to a handful of worlds. Theirs would have been a loneliness we cannot imagine, the loneliness of gods looking out across infinity and finding none to share their thoughts. They must have searched the star-clusters as we have searched the planets. Everywhere there would be worlds, but they would be empty or peopled with crawling, mindless things. Such was our own Earth, the smoke of the great volcanoes still staining the skies, when that first ship of the peoples of the dawn came sliding in from the abyss beyond Pluto. It passed the frozen outer worlds, knowing that life could play no part in their destinies. It came to rest among the inner planets, warming themselves around the fire of the Sun and waiting for their stories to begin. Those wanderers must have looked on Earth, circling safely in the narrow zone between fire and ice, and must have guessed that it was the favorite of the Sun’s children. Here, in the distant future, would be intelligence; but there were countless stars before -them still, and they might never come this way again. So they left a sentinel, one of millions they have scattered throughout the Universe, watching over all worlds with the promise of life. It was a beacon that down the ages has been patiently signaling the fact that no one had discovered it. Perhaps you understand now why that crystal pyramid was set upon the Moon instead of on the Earth. Its builders were not concerned with races still struggling up from savagery. They would be interested in our civilization only if we proved our fitness to survive -by crossing space and so escaping from the Earth, our cradle. That is the challenge that all intelligent races must meet, sooner or later. It is a double challenge, for it depends in turn upon the conquest of atomic energy and the last choice between life and death. Once we had passed that crisis, it was only a matter of time before we found the pyramid and forced it open. Now its signals have ceased, and those whose duty it is will be turning their minds upon Earth. Perhaps they wish to help our infant civilization. But they must be very, very old, and the old are often insanely jealous of the young. I can never look now at the Milky Way without wondering from which of those banked clouds of stars the emissaries are coming. If you will pardon so commonplace a simile, we have set off the fire-alarm and have nothing to do but to wait. I do not think we will have to wait for long."</i> Fragment of the short story <a href="http://econtent.typepad.com/TheSentinel.pdf"> "The Sentinel"</a>, Arthur C. Clarke, 1957 <a href="http://bighugelabs.com/flickr/onblack.php?id=2812717196&size=large">Recommended View On Black, large - Recomendado Ver en Fondo Negro, grande</a> <a href="http://www.flickriver.com/photos/claudio_ar/">Most recent photos in black - Mis fotos más recientes en negro</a>

The Sentinel / El Centinela by ©Claudio Alejandro Mufarrege

Tracce by ©luigi

The Ascent - Great Wall of China Travel Photos: <b><a href="http://tourismPICS.com" rel="nofollow">tourismPICS.com</a></b> Travel Blog: <b><a href="http://tourismpicks.com" rel="nofollow">TourismPicks.com</a></b> Story behind Photograph: <b> <a href="http://tourismpicks.com/2010/06/11/the-great-wall-of-china/" rel="nofollow">Visiting the Badaling Section of the Great Wall of China</a></b>

The Ascent - Great Wall of China by ©Mike Behnken

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End Of The Day by ©Abdus Samad

Red Light... by ©Kıvanç Niş

India Agra Red Fort _D7C2065 The sun is also made of cheese...? <i> #383 on Flickrs <b>Explore</b></i> * <i>This photo apears <a href="http://wanderlustandlipstick.com/wander-tales/india/elephants-camels/" rel="nofollow">here</a></i>

India Agra Red Fort _D7C2065 by ©youngrobv (Rob&Ale)

~ Twilight Tree... for free ~ <i><b>~ A little bit of something that caught my eye along the way. ~</b> Using Canons <b>Twilight Camera Style</b> to get the pink / purple from the blues. All internal camera, no post colour work.</i> <b>Canon USER????</b> <a href="http://www.canon.co.jp/imaging/picturestyle/file/index.html">Download from Canon page right here.</a> <b>7 new Styles for FREE.....</b> (1 time bump & grouped 7:00am Thursday)

~ Twilight Tree... for free ~ by ©viamoi

Just another Tequila Sunset... Sunset - Hammersmith, London, England - Saturday August 30th 2008. <a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3111/2824654411_c576f350e5_b.jpg"><b>Click here to see the Larger image</a></b>

Just another Tequila Sunset... by ©Keven Law

$Morning on Haleakala From the top of Haleakala, East Maui volcano. At 10,000 feet, the air is thin, and before dawn it is very cold, too. You are surrounded by an eerie silence disturbed only by the sound of your own breathing. I arrived while it was still dark, along with many others who had come to witness the spectacle. As dawn broke, a fellow next to me proposed marriage to his girlfriend, but I didnt find out about this until afterwards, I was so excited taking pictures. The starburst pattern is caused by diffraction on the lens aperture blades. No filter was used or post-processing was done.$
Morning on Haleakala by ©Ken Schwarz