kaouyana · 1 year ago
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JE VOUS SERAIS RECONNAISSANTE DE ME LAISSER MARCHER JUSQU'AU BOUT.
Manifestation contre les réformes des retraites. Tlse.
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artistsonthelam · 1 month ago
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I've been keeping this a secret for over a month, but now I'm excited to finally share with you that I'm on the Winners Shortlist for the Urban Photo Awards 2024 and that I've been invited to attend the Award Ceremony and Gala Dinner at Trieste Photo Days festival in Trieste, Italy, in late October! Thank you so much to Jury President and Magnum Photos photographer Harry Gruyaert for selecting my photo (Bookworm, shot on my iPhone 12 Pro, in the Spaces category) and to dotART (the cultural association that organizes Urban Photo Awards and Trieste Photo Days) for comping my upcoming stay in Trieste! It will be my first time there (and my second time in Italy—my first time, I was 12!). Congratulations to the other potential winners as well, and see you in Trieste!
[Edit: Thank you for retweeting me, Discover Trieste!]
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kneipho · 2 years ago
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By @mantrabay
Jay A Pallen A Wonderful Sister And Friend.
On a silver moonlit pillow’s blissful patch I dreamt nirvana
verses for my sister Jay and our magic mutual bond, that
gem-laden treasure chest, that life support as ironclad rampart
for our twin psyche sparkle, an infinite reciprocal alignment
boldly mocking earthly distance.
This sleep-infused wee small hours tribute I reveal in
wonder world heaven sent passages below.
It takes a sibling to sense her brother’s needs
this day of days when futures are at stake.
School of excellence, end point graduation,
marks assigned by dons with cool detachment.
Ray of light, ray of hope, the twinkle in my sister’s eye
as she scours every moth-infested drawer
within her razor sharp remit.
Advocate sublime, curator, organizer and locator
of an infinite infernal swot.
To do on sticky paper, insight on forgotten file
and other motleys waiting to be culled.
Never fear, my sister’s instinct was seldom wrong on things scholastic.
This in and of itself a most sustaining factor in our lifelong bond.
Tattered lecture notes, well thumbed references,
random line on refill pad or prosaic jotter,
themes one should revise at countless intervals had Jay’s cognoscenti seal.
Fine friend, my sister, queen of cheerful intuition.
Jay, majestic and meticulous, with her photographic
sense of total recall showed her love as I did
without fail since her arrival on planet earth.
An instant early meeting of two minds has
enjoyed so many epic world adventures.
My sister’s voice has always been that constant solid rock through
years of titan toil and hard-won flair.
Midnight coffees we both shared in a crouch beneath
some floating arm light, without crib or cob.
Nostalgia flooding back in visual bursts at breakneck speed.
Guffaws and hearty groans abound at gaffes in early tests.
Canny probes, mouse trap phrases, deceitful hidden lure
setting off a wave of forehead wrinkles and squirm worm faces.
How my sister would pour scorn upon each cunning setup,
the demon ruse behind the brazen pry,
the snare that made a patsy of us all, novice and veteran alike.
Reflecting on times past together our prelude to
some golden mirror on the task ahead.
A final glance at tips from other students,
one final scan of teachers subtle hints, that final flick through memory aids of one kind or another knowing Jay would steer
each rough sea course with such aplomb.
Pulse rates hurtling over hurdles at the cusp yet
staunch sister fair wouldn’t disappoint or let me fret,
heartbeats on a Himalayan high would tranquillise upon
Jay Pallen’s mystic smile,
blood pressure readings might rumble rafters but we’re no
match for two relations who understood what friendship meant.
Despite her brother’s inner qualm, a glow ray beacon
oozes warmth.
Oh sister of iridescent star-bright lustre
one light peck might keep us both within each other’s orbits
as another passing out proceeds apace.
And wondrous sister Jay, loyal comrade, stood beside
her loyal brother in mutual awe.
Entirely my own work.
Genuine thanks to all who read this piece.
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sheltiechicago · 1 year ago
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“Vivid Conversation” – Cairo, Egypt
Photographer: Maude Bardet
Independent Photographer Street Photography Contest
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wiosnadytyramb · 2 years ago
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Konkurs palm z okazji Niedzieli Palmowej. Polska. | Palm Sunday contest. Poland.
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jahayla-parker · 1 year ago
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Picture Perfect : Freddy Carter x Reader
Description: 2.97k wc, Freddy and his wife go on a photography date. Fluff
Warnings: fluff, Freddy being too precious, that’s all I think haha, maybe a bit suggestive at the very end depending on how you interpret it
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“Okay so, how strict are we being on these categories?” Y/n asked, setting her coffee mug back down on the cafe tabletop. Her eyes reviewed the list her husband Freddy had texted her. They were on a casual date when they decided to have a lighthearted photography contest. As such, y/n was looking over the agreed-upon list of categories for the challenge.
Freddy’s radiant laughter echoed in the small cafe. It made a few people turn to face where the couple were seated, but neither one noticed. “I’m not going to reign in any creative expression,” Freddy hummed. “Just so long as it fits the theme, I argue that it works”.
Y/n smiled and nodded in agreement. “Okay. So, are we doing timed, or just whoever gets them all done first?” She looked up at her husband, smiling back at him as she caught him watching her.
Freddy pondered the question for a moment in silence. “How about we do all of them, and then we text the group chat to have them vote?” He suggested softly.
Y/n’s eyes lit up and her smile grew. She and Freddy were fairly competitive, so this would keep things in a safe range while still being able to be somewhat competitive. “Perfect, darling,” she hummed, rising from her seat. Y/n stepped to where Freddy was seated and leaned down to his level. She swiftly kissed him before parting ways so she could begin.
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Freddy stared down at his camera as he examined the latest photo he had taken. Satisfied with the shot, he glanced up to figure out where his wife had ventured off to. He knew she could sometimes get carried away with things and he didn’t want her to wander too far away where he couldn’t keep an eye on her safety. Freddy of course knew his wife could take care of herself, but he also knew how easily she could be distracted to the point of not paying attention to her surroundings. It was endearing and adorably innocent in nature, but it naturally worried Freddy sometimes.
Fortunately, this time, y/n hadn’t disappeared from Freddy’s sight. Freddy grinned widely as he watched her crouch into an odd position to take her next photo. He quickly snapped a photo of her. It was not for their mini-competition, but instead for his own collection of candid photos of his darling wife.
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Y/n scanned the street in search of her next destination. After much consideration, she’d decided what she wanted to do for her 'Rule of Thirds' category photo, but she needed to find the right place. The street was lined with various coffee shops for her to choose from, forcing her to make another choice before being able to begin the shot.
Once y/n had settled on which cafe to utilize for the photo, she crossed the street as she made her way to the shop. She skipped childishly as she approached Freddy, pausing to kiss his cheek sweetly. Y/n felt the way his hand quickly clasped onto her bicep, holding her closer to him as he kissed her back. She smiled as she pulled away, his arm slowly running down hers as she skipped away; only once she was fully out of reach did he fully lower his arm back down to his side.
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Freddy groaned to himself with a pout as he sat on the black-painted metal bench. He had been waiting for y/n to finish her last two photos for what felt like an eternity. Actually, that’s dramatic. It felt like an eternity since he’d been able to hold her. As Freddy loved any kind of physical touch when it came to his wife; it always grounded him and reminded him of their love.
Although he knew he was being extremely impatient, Freddy elected to take matters into his own hands and fix his dilemma. He placed the strap on his camera around his shoulder as he made his way to where y/n currently was. When he reached her, he courteously waited until her finger was off the shutter-release button before he interrupted. Freddy may want have been in need of y/n’s touch, but he didn’t want to be inconsiderate by bumping her and messing up her shot.
The moment Y/N’s finger lifted from her shutter-release button, the photo having been taken, she felt arms wrap around her from behind. She giggled instantaneously, immediately knowing it was Freddy. Y/n smirked to herself as she spun around to face her needy husband.
“This was a bad idea,” Freddy sighed, eyes cast downwards in a dramatic fashion. His arms remained wrapped tightly around y/n though.
“Hey!” Y/n scoffed as she stepped backward to part from Freddy.
Freddy’s eyes lifted from the ground at Y/N’s sudden outburst. He felt his right eyebrow rise in confusion. But, as he looked back down as he scanned the scene for the cause, Freddy realized his mistake and lowered his brow. “No, no!” He gushed as realization hit him that it looked as though he’d been staring at y/n’s camera and one of her photos had been pulled up. “Darling,” Freddy cooed sweetly, “I actually meant that it was a bad idea because I can’t spend time with you”.
Y/n smiled and shook her head lightly. She moved closer to close the distance she’d created moments ago. When Freddy’s arms were promptly wrapped around her again, she leaned forward and kissed his nose. “Now, quit trying to distract me, Carter!” She teased, “I intend to win”.
Freddy chuckled loudly as y/n lowered herself towards the ground and ducked under his arms to escape his embrace. He shook his head at her silly and unnecessary behavior, an amused smile gracing his lips. Bloody hell he loved her.
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“Finished, darling?” Freddy asked joining Y/n. He had received a text from her stating to meet her at the cafe they had the start of their date at earlier. As he reached the table he spotted her at, he’d noticed her camera sitting in the center as if on display to show her completion of the task.
Y/n nodded eagerly. “Yep!” She cheered, grabbing Freddy’s hand and tugging him to her side. She smiled as he took the hint and sat down beside her instead of across from her. “Alright, love, I need another hot cocoa and I got you a tea, then we go develop your shots and see what everything looks like!” Y/n explained, looking at Freddy’s film camera he set beside her digital one.
Freddy smiled and kissed y/n’s cheek as his arm draped over her shoulder. “Sounds perfect, thank you for the tea, darling,” he hummed. Freddy glanced over at y/n as she naturally nuzzled into his side. His smile grew as he leaned his head against hers.
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“Come on, sunshine! Let’s see what we’ve got!” Y/n declared, pulling up her camera’s gallery. She waited impatiently, her leg bouncing against the edge of the couch as Freddy approached.
Freddy laughed admirably at Y/N’s excitement. He sped up his pace as he walked across their living room. After he set the developed slides of film to the side of the table, he brought the stack of photos over for y/n to examine.
“Okay, so first is the ‘sun’ themed one,” y/n reminded. She clicked backwards on her camera gallery until she could find the applicable photo she’d taken. Once she’d located it, she passed her camera to Freddy. Y/n smiled gratefully at him as she swapped her camera for his printed photo.
Freddy blushed when he realized Y/n had done a candid of him. He didn’t understand how it worked for the category of sun, but it was terribly sweet. Perhaps she pulled up the wrong photo by accident. Freddy glanced up from her camera to ask, but paused as y/n commented about how much she liked his photo.
Freddy shook his head. He appreciated her encouragement, but it was simply a photograph featuring the sun. Whereas Freddy had suspicions that y/n had done something more artistically driven. “Love,” Freddy commented with a laugh as he tilted her camera's display towards her. “That’s me,” he chuckled, pointing out that he needed to see the actual picture she had taken for the ‘sun’ category.
“I know,” y/n shrugged. She smiled warmly as she took the camera back from him. “Ready for the next one?” Y/n inquired.
Freddy's bewilderment showed blatantly on his face as he stared at his wife. “I don’t follow, darling,” he admitted quietly. “The task was for something with the sun,” Freddy stated simply. “You can’t even see the sun here,” he teased lightly as he pointed at Y/N’s camera.
Y/n giggled but nodded her head defiantly. “Can too,” she argued matter of factly. “See,” she said as she confidently pointed at Freddy in the photo she’d taken. “That’s my sun,” y/n explained staring at her husband determinedly.
Freddy’s head unconsciously tilted to the side as he licked his lips. “I’m… your sun?” He asked slowly. “As in the thing in the sky?” Freddy added with a shy laugh.
“Yes,” y/n nodded again. “Everything revolves around you,” she argued as if it was the most obvious statement.
Freddy faked a scoff. As he donned a pretend frown, he batted his eyelashes at y/n. “Are you saying I’m selfish?” He taunted playfully.
“Course not!” Y/n exclaimed in deep offense. She lightly shoved Freddy's shoulder upon having noticed the playful glint in his oceanic eyes. “You know that’s not what I’m saying, Freddy!” Y/n scolded.
Freddy chuckled, his chest shaking from the force. He pulled y/n’s closest arm closer to him. He knew she understood his request as she rested her head on his collarbone as her body leaned against the side of his torso. “I love you, my precious darling,” Freddy purred.
“I love you too,” y/n said, kissing Freddy’s clothed collarbone. “Speaking of,” she hummed, bringing her camera to where she was now seated. “The next category is ‘us’, shall we?” Y/n asked, gazing up at her husband.
“We shall,” Freddy agreed, his arms held y/n protectively as he leaned forward to grab the next photo. As his fingers searched through the prints for the correct image, he kept y/n in his periphery to ensure his movements didn’t cause her to slip forward and hit the table. Freddy found the right print quickly and brought it back for y/n to review.
Y/N’s smile was instantaneous upon seeing the photo Freddy passed to her. She gazed bashfully at the photo of herself with Freddy in the background smiling at her lovingly. “Aww,” y/n cooed sweetly. “Even though it’s staged, it’s a really cute photo,” she smiled.
Freddy’s cheeks flushed crimson. He turned his chin to peck y/n’s head tenderly. “It was staged for the shot,” he confessed. “But, it’s a normal occurrence”.
Y/n snuggled into Freddy’s embrace to show her affection and appreciation. “I love it,” she hummed. “But, I must admit…,” y/n taunted jokingly, “it is a quite literal interpretation of the category”.
Freddy’s laughter shook y/n slightly. He nodded with a shrug. “Perhaps,” he agreed. “However, it’s also the way I see us,” Freddy argued politely.
Y/n leaned back against Freddy’s arms. She felt his hold loosen in response, allowing her to sit up more. Once she could properly see his face, she bit her bottom lip as she raised a brow. “Me ignoring you?” Y/n questioned.
“Always,” Freddy answered with a smirk. His smirk switched to a grin as y/n scoffed before bursting into laughter. He quickly joined in her gleeful laughter, gazing over at her to take in her beautiful expression. “No, no,” Freddy whispered, reluctantly breaking their shared laughter, “I meant me simply admiring you in everything we do”.
Y/n grinned at Freddy. She gently tapped his nose, making him chuckle quietly. “I,” y/n began, pausing to give him a kiss. “Love,” she continued, repeating the action. Before she gave Freddy one more kiss, she concluded her statement, “You”.
Freddy’s thumb danced across Y/N’s cheekbone as his own cheeks turned red. “I love you too, darling,” he replied.
Y/n leaned into Freddy’s hand as he caressed her face. After sitting peacefully for a few moments, y/n hummed and leaned back. “Well,” she huffed, “now mine sucks”. “So, thanks for that, Carter,” y/n teased.
“Shut it,” Freddy laughed. “Y/l/n Carter,” he added sassily. “Now,” Freddy said as he grabbed the camera from y/n, “let’s see it, darling”.
Freddy surveyed the photo y/n had pulled up. His eyes took in the scene she’d captured of a y/f/c film camera. “Is that a y/f/c film camera?” He asked, surprised she’d found one that color.
“Yeah,” y/n nodded proudly. “So, it’s my favorite color, but it’s also a film camera to represent you,” she explained. “Plus, the -“.
Freddy’s mouth parted slightly as he noticed the rest of the photo/scene. “The flowers behind it,” he whispered in hushed realization. He had just seen the sunflowers -his favorite flowers- and the y/f/f -y/n’s favorite flowers- she’d set up around the film camera in the scene. Freddy beamed as he looked over at y/n, his expression growing as she smiled at him. “Incredible, love,” he complimented warmly, “truly”.
Y/n nervously fiddled with her fingers as she looked away from Freddy’s gaze. “Okay..,” she whispered as she prepared to change the topic, “now for the actual flowers-themed photos”.
Freddy easily caught onto y/n’s attempt to redirect the conversation away from her bashful pride. He laughed quietly, placing a small kiss by the outer edge of her eye. But, Freddy nonetheless let her change the subject to the next set of photos.
Freddy scanned y/n’s ‘flower’ photo as he tried to take in each detail. He picked up on the way she’d tried to use the reflection of the window behind the vase of flowers she’d placed on the table outside a small restaurant to show the flowers rather than directly placing her camera's focus on the vase. Well, she hadn’t tried so much as succeeded. “I love the reflection, darling,” Freddy admitted supportively, “that looks so bloody beautiful!”
Y/n giggled as she whispered a “thank you”. However, her eyes didn’t leave the photo Freddy had taken. She loved the way Freddy had utilized the flower shop but had the focus set on a bouquet of her favorite flowers in his left hand, his wedding band showing to the camera lens. “I… this is amazing,” she y/n, “I love it”.
Freddy watched as y/n ran her finger over his wedding band on the printed photo. It was clearly done subconsciously, but that meant even more to him. Freddy smiled widely at y/n and leaned over to rest his lips on the top of her head.
The couples’ ‘Rule of Thirds’ photos were pretty simple. Y/n had set up a scene that met the criteria for the rule of thirds by using a mug of tea and a vintage-looking book on a cafe table. Whereas Freddy had done a photo under was similar to the one Y/n had done for the flower category, only it was centered a bit differently in order to meet the requirements of the new category.
The second to last category for their challenge was to get a candid of a group of other people or of a couple. Freddy had taken a photo of a couple who were shopping together at a local book store. Y/n had photographed an elderly couple who had been holding hands as they enjoyed a meal together.
The final task was to capture a sun flare in a photograph. Unsurprisingly, the couple had both taken candid photos of the other for this category. Y/n had captured a photo of Freddy as he was taking his own photos, the sun flare just behind him, highlighting his face. Freddy had taken a photo of Y/N’s authentic and candid smile with a sun flare glowing beside her head angelically.
“I love these,” y/n mumured, glancing around at the printed photos of Freddy’s.
Freddy hummed in response, his head nodding in agreement. He smiled and removed the SD card from y/n’s camera. “I will be sure to get these printed out in the morning,” he explained, holding up her SD card for them both to see. “Then we can make an album of both of ours?” Freddy suggested.
When y/n nodded with a gleeful smile, Freddy grinned and set the SD card on their coffee table. He wrapped his arm around her shoulders and tenderly tugged her closer to him. He closed his eyes, smile increasing tenfold as y/n snuggled into his arms to the point she was nearly in his lap. Freddy brought his other arm around her front, lips pressed against her hair as he held her tightly.
“This is nice,” Y/n commented, wrapping her arms around Freddy’s torso. “Don’t think I’ve forgotten about the voting though,” she teased, playfully poking his head softly.
Freddy chuckled, embracing Y/N’s head so the shaking of his chest didn’t cause her head to bounce around. “If I say you win, can I keep holding you like this for a while?” He asked, not caring how needy he sounded. After all, Freddy knew his wife loved how much he always wanted her attention and touch.
“You can keep holding me like this as long as you’d like regardless, gorgeous,” y/n purred, rubbing Freddy’s back. She nuzzled her head into his chest even more, smiling as he sighed blissfully. “We can do the voting in the morning,” y/n amended.
“Good,” Freddy said happily. He slid his arms down from y/n’s shoulders until one arm was under her armpits and the other was by her knees. Wordlessly, Freddy scooped Y/n up into his arms and carried her out of the living room. He blissfully listened to her surprised giggles as he led them to their bedroom.
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madonnalouise-ciccone · 1 year ago
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Madonna poses before she was famous in New York! On February 12, 1979 photographer Martin H. M. Schreiber called an agency and they sent one of their young models for him to shoot for one of his lecture classes. Years later the model would become Madonna, the images are now to be shown in the UK for the first time at the Brighton Festival. She is often hailed as a trend setter and the undisputed queen of pop, but now a gallery in Brighton is set to show Madonna as you have never seen her before. Taken 30 years ago these black and white photographs show the unknown 20-year-old Material Girl in an intimate and sensual photo shoot. Looking remarkably like her daughter Lourdes, Madonna was a then young carefree model. Posing nude for just $30 for New York photographer Martin H. M. Schreiber in 1979, the original photographs, "The Madonna Nudes – 30th Anniversary Exhibition", were shown at Brighton's Impure Art Gallery for the first time in the UK during summer. "These photographs were taken during my photography lecture courses in New York," says 52-year-old Schreiber. "At the time she was signed to a model agency and they sent her to this job at my studio on 22nd street Manhattan."The shoot lasted a few hours and it was after that time that we got to know each other for a while." Martin H M. Schreiber developed his eye and technical abilities in the US military in the sixties, while working freelance for the New York Times. After his discharge in 1968 he attended the School of Visual Arts in New York but quit and went solo, winning honorable mention in the first Life Magazine photography contest. In 1977 he began teaching a course at Parsons on photographing the nude and his first book BODYSCAPES was published in 1980. In 1985, after Madonna had become a global icon, the shots appeared in Playboy, catapulting Schreiber to fame. Established in May 2008, Impure Art is the UK’s only permanent, commercial, erotic art gallery. It has fast acquired a reputation for showing daring and exciting work of extremely high quality. They represent over 100 local, national and international erotic artists. The Madonna Nudes – 30th Anniversary Exhibition ran from May 1 to 31 as part of Brighton Festival Fringe.
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appleflavoredkitkats · 1 year ago
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in honor of the lice post i'm gonna share my list of things from the philippines that i think would put americans and europeans into a coma:
fish section of sm hypermart
gamu-gamo
patis
Lapu-Lapu (literally)
banana ketchup
karaoke song #8213: my way
jollibee "happy birthdaaaaaaay" game
kuto
sassa gurl's tiktoks
potato corner wasabi flavor
nail-a-holics massage
shopee bubble pop game
aldub
twitter trending tab
the downy collab with bts
wowowee
singing 'ang pasko ay sumapit'
flash photography in photoline
music videos in going bulilit
the adobo chocolate my mom's friend gave me that had paminta
the teal house paint 99% of filipinos use
the 'resort's world manila' whisper
datu puti
driving at a rotonda
tagalog tenses
scary messages on highschool bathroom walls 
street badminton
the asian squat
basketball w tsinelas
rufa mae
mikmik
the emotional climax in the song 'kordero ng diyos'
the semantics of an sm advantage card
White Flower
the cyberzone areas at malls
chinese garter
lolas who love kpop
fair octopus ride
jumping on new years
vice ganda movies
tong-itz
naia terminal 1
taho with too much tofu
oblation walk
the driver's lounge in parking lots
sandwiches sa burol
phone hiding in highschools
mmk title guessing
performance tasks
ube halaya
voting for the contestants of the voice kids
navigating through moa
waze
politicians doing the korean finger heart
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mariacallous · 16 days ago
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Ukrainian photographer Serhii Korovayny has won second place in the Siena International Photo Awards for his reportage on the war-torn Donetsk Oblast, according to an Instagram post on Oct. 14.
Korovayny's report, titled Ground Zero of Ukrainian War, captured second place in the Storyboard: General News category, according to the award's social media pages.
The award-winning photographs by Korovayny depict the destruction of urban infrastructure caused daily by Russian attacks on Ukraine, the evacuation of civilians, the work of medical personnel at first-aid stations, Ukrainian soldiers, and more.
Serhii Korovayny, a Kyiv-based photographer, has been documenting Russia's war against Ukraine and the Russian military crimes committed in Ukraine. His reportages have been featured in international publications such as The Wall Street Journal, The Washington Post, Financial Times, Time, The Guardian, Spiegel, The Economist, and Politico.
The Siena International Photo Awards (SIPA Contest) is a photography competition for professional photographers, amateurs, and students from around the world. Established in 2014, the award is presented in the Italian city of Siena.
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brickcentral · 2 years ago
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"HOW IT STARTED" PHOTO CONTEST
As is our tradition at BC, we start the year with a photo contest because yay!
The theme of our photo contest is a nod to that Twitter trend of 2020, How It Started vs How It's Going.
Select a photo from when you first started LEGO photography and share it alongside a recent or new photo.
You can stack them on top of one another like I did, put them side by side, or add them as separate photos in your post.
Tell us about the progress you made from one point to the next. For example:
How it started:
10 years ago, I started taking quick and easy photos with my phone while I was out running errands or taking my kid to the park.
This (custom!) minifig in grass looking at the camera was typical stuff.
The more I shot, the more I wanted to slow down and be more deliberate.
So when my kid started school, I got a dedicated camera and began shooting, but very importantly not as a side activity. I set out to shoot, not buy bread and shoot.
How it's going:
In this shot of the haunted king, I've upped my storytelling beyond minifig portraits, improved my MOC building, and can shoot just as easily with multiple lights indoors as I can with available light outdoors.
📜 THE RULES:
▫️ Post two photos, one from when you began LEGO photography and one recent or new photo that shows your level now
▫️ Describe how you've progressed in your caption
▫️ Tag your post "#brickcentral how it started"
Multiple entries always allowed
🗓️ CLOSING DATE: Jan 28 22:00 CET
🏆 PRIZES:
🥇 Contest Winner:
One (1) Vincent van Gogh 21333 set*
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🥈Community Vote Winner: One (1) Main Street 10308 set*
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*or One (1) set of equal or lower value of winner's choosing
🔎 IMPORTANT FINE PRINT:
▫️ Must be 18+ to be eligible to win
▫️ Shipping from LEGO is available to your country
▫️ Prizes are subject to availability and can be changed
▫️ Winners must respond within 48 hours
▫️ Customs are winner's responsibility
Good luck everyone!
- @fourbrickstall, Community Manager
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kaouyana · 1 year ago
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BLACK UMBRELLAS.
Photographié avec un Olympus E-M5II par @kaouyana .
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On August 15th 1840 the foundation stone of Scott Monument laid in Princes Street Gardens.
I think that with it was just under 8 years after Scotts death the foundation for a monument in his honour was set, shows the standing that the man was held in. Also that it is still the largest monument to a writer anywhere in the globe, speaks volumes.
The competition to see who designed it was opened to all and fifty-four entries were received including 22 Gothic structures, 11 statues in an architectural setting, 14 Grecian temples, five pillars, one obelisk and a fountain.The iconic monument was designed and built by the self-taught architect, George Meikle Kemp, a shepherd’s son from the Pentlands.
The architect’s incredible story is one that could have been penned by Scott himself.Kemp discovered a love of gothic architecture during a childhood visit to Rosslyn Chapel. This passion would take him across Scotland, England and France on foot, as he sought out, drew and memorised the details of gothic structures. In this fashion he mastered his craft without any traditional training.
After Sir Walter Scott’s death in 1832, it was decided that a monument befitting the scope of his reputation should be constructed. In the same way that the fate of the New Town was decided, a competition was held to find the best design.
Fearful that his lack of reputation would be held against him, Kemp entered under the pseudonym, John Morvo. Morvo was a name that appears as an inscription on Melrose Abbey and is thought to have been an architect of the iconic ruins.Kemp suspected if he’d submitted it under his own name and people had realised he was just a carpenter, they would have just binned it straight away.
Despite coming third in the initial competition, Kemp refined his design and eventually won the competition - and secured his place in Scotland’s history.One of the reasons why his design worked is that is was modelled on Melrose Abbey, the ruins of which were quite close to Abbotsford. Another reason was that the monument was to be decorated by characters from Scott’s poetry and novels”.
Some 68 figurines remain today, representing the author’s characters and contemporaries, such as James Hogg and Robert Burns.Although the monument was completed four years after the foundation stone was laid, Kemp did not live to witness his finished contribution to the gothic architectural style he so admired. He tragically drowned in the Union Canal early in 1844. Kemp’s son would lay the final stone in honour of his father, whose name remains etched in Scottish history.
At the same time the result of the contest was announced, Sir John Steell was unanimously selected to undertake the sculpture of Scott at the base of the monument. His statue of Sir Walter Scott is executed in Carrara marble and is more than double life-size.Images of the monument’s construction, including a portrait of Kemp himself still remain - thanks to a number of incredible calotype images created by David Octavius Hill and Robert Adamson, as seen in this post. A great document in itself in the early days of photography.
The pics all speak for themselves with descriptions under them.
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kneipho · 2 years ago
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Every Annual Pledge
Growth should be the ultimate criterion,
centrepiece and essence at the heart of every annual pledge,
for myself and other people who might gain from such commitment,
that monumental new year down the clock so aptly named,
global village stepping stone infused with razzmatazz,
celebrities whose sugar candy script is relayed world wide,
to captive audience transfixed, their eyes glued to
gauche routine pantomime,
imbibing endless fulsome puerile cant,
those once upon a time trite shibboleths,
lauded in the past so to speak,
now anathema by modern age yardstick,
Yet for me this is a golden opportunity
to reengage with distant relatives abroad,
to renew and revitalise acquaintanship,
to forge cast iron bonds in fine locations,
against a backdrop of stimulating habitats,
the debt I owe my influential sister, Jay Pallen,
has to be addressed without delay,
higher level generous support for those in need,
sustaining local business with original ideas
where and when I can,
initiative in concrete terms is key,
I will endeavour to diversify my brief,
make myself as interesting as possible,
embrace new hobbies with a will, cryptic crossword clues,
logic fill-in puzzles, hatha yoga practice, meditation,
focus even more when precious
matters come to pass as they inevitably do,
thoughtful discourse after deep reflection,
our existence on this earth in peril
where prompt gestures are required right now,
be rest assured I’ll tap the latent activist within,
I must revere the human eye as potent lense,
human mind potential gemstone vault,
imagination that multi-hued artistic brush,
creative hand sculpting lucid verse,
expect due diligence from me on all four counts,
foreign tongues are high on my agenda,
lame excuses will be given short shrift,
a roadmap for the linguistic bashful I’m bound to plot,
with fluent speech desirable denouement,
however long it may take,
nutritious food is something very vital for this writer
but extra colour, spice, zest must be added to his cupboard!
in this regard I may have been remiss from time to time,
rely on me to buttress resolutions with true valour,
harness my resolve beyond mere transient aplomb,
fire that inner gumption if the viral plague
of doubt by any chance should appear,
as, perforce, it often does when least welcome,
emphatic as I am in grand pursuit of broad horizons,
doesn’t mean that I’m an unfeeling person,
insensitive to warmth, kindness or romance,
but personal development a social obligation always beckons,
and as such a clear response shall be forthcoming
on my part to its portentous advent,
composite of variegated traits that lurk inside,
be they positive or flawed must at once
be subject to the harshest of critiques,
on an ongoing regular basis,
where performance may have lapsed
into crassness devoid of real meaning,
candid reassessment will be crucial in my quest,
irrespective of the challenges ahead one has to face,
I, mantrabay, organic chemist, essayist, poet,
computer buff, am on a mission,
catch me if you can
Photograph and literary piece entirely my own work
Dear Kneipho
Wishing you a heartfelt welcome back.
Thank you so much for reading and reblogging my hope rhyme and the accompanying picture.
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sheltiechicago · 1 year ago
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“Subway Light Play” – Chicago, USA
“An image of a commuter taking the stairs to catch the subway in Chicago, Illinois, USA.”
Photographer: John Yuhas
Independent Photographer Street Photography Contest
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hyperallergic · 2 years ago
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The World Press Photo Foundation has announced the regional winners and honorable mentions for the 66th edition of its annual photography contest.
The single shots, stories, and long-term and multimedia projects feature not only those news items that dominated headlines in 2022, but also lesser-known and intimate stories that explore equally pressing issues.
Photos of war-torn Ukraine, the Taliban’s takeover of Afghanistan, and an Iranian woman defying the mandatory hijab law in a busy Tehran street are among the contenders for four global prizes, to be announced on April 20. But peeks into LGBTQ+ communities in the Philippines, New York drill music aesthetics, and a community of women living with dementia in Ghana also stood out.   
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sonicandvisualsurprises · 10 months ago
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Street Photography Contest 2023 - Julien Schoener — 3rd place. Prize — $400
From boredpanda.com
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