#creative photographs

[whatnext10]

The Beautiful Great Egret is a Highly Accomplished Fisherman

The Beautiful Great Egret is a Highly Accomplished Fisherman features a photo of a great egret as it fishes off the coast of Cedar Key, Florida. It reminds readers of how well adapted these birds are, with their amazing eyesight, for this type of fishing.

Focused Stare I was absolutely captivated by the incredible focus of this majestic great egret (Ardea alba) as it gracefully hunted for fish in the shallow waters near Cedar Key. It was just one of several birds that I watched and photographed on my last trip out there. As I watched, witnessing this mesmerizing sight reminded me of the delicate balance of nature and how every creature has its…

[comorbidlyincapacitated]

"Mind Your Eyes" by Johnny Keethon

[eddie-kruger]

[in-tenebris-et-in-solitudine]

How to Un-Fuck Your Brain?..

[stevetoppsculpture]

Hello dear friends, tonight may I present a closer look at Tut , shown here as a black and white.

I love creating Egyptian themed artworks , there's always such a presence about the peace of work. And the eyes, always those eyes are watching you.

There will definitely be more Egyptian work in the future, but very soon I will finally be showing The Lost Boy Of Venice finally finished.

I hope you're having a fine week, keep well and Take care ☺️👍👋

[charmed-n-zesty]

What might you find here? Fantastical answers only.

[thekeytothehighway]

january days...

[ca-d]

solar eclipse // 04.08.2024 ✨

[axelcormont]

Jungle urbaine, 2024

Par Axel Cormont

[ajchip]

‘At Home’ explores the artist’s T4T relationship in moments of admiration. A story of queer joy, their existence together validates and affirms one another. Transcending typical levels of respect, solidarity, and understanding.

Through these moments, they exude gender euphoria, away from cis-heteronormative society.

Together they rest from the world others have created. They’re at home.

this is a new & ongoing project that i’m really relishing in. instagram.com/ajslens

[scottworldwide]

With Mycelial Muse

[whatnext10]

Alaskan Landscapes Look Great as Watercolor Paintings, Too

Pinnacles and Peaks Watercolor Yesterday I presented a landscape photograph that I had processed through a program that gives it the look of a watercolor painting. That one was a Florida landscape, so for tonight’s post I’m showing an Alaskan landscape done in the same style. As with all of these artistic processes I also did some hand drawing and shading so that I totally got the effect that I…

[raineandsky]

#101

It’s six in the evening. The villain knows this from the telltale sound of plastic scraping against the wooden floor. The sound is accompanied by the undeniably incredible smell of food.

They don’t bother turning their gaze from the window—they can see the hero in the reflection anyway. They nudge the tray into the room as far as they dare, lingering awkwardly on the threshold for a moment.

“Finding everything okay?” they ask after an unbearably thick silence.

“Found everything but my morality,” the villain retorts flatly. “Keeping me in here won’t make me a goody two-shoes like you, y’know.”

The villain had expected worse; concrete floors, metal bars. But here they are, in a plush bed, looking out to the beautiful scenery beyond, a goddamn lasagne sitting on a plate for them. 

“Was compassion not a good enough reason to have you in here the first three times?” the hero asks, their voice halfway between confused and joking. “I get the impression you like it though, seeing as you haven’t… left this room.”

The villain scoffs. “Escaped, you mean.”

“Left,” the hero corrects. “You’re not… locked in here, you know.”

The villain finally snaps their gaze from the window. The hero flinches slightly at the speed of it. “What?”

“You’re not locked in here.” The hero shifts on their feet restlessly. “Did you never even try the door?”

It’s too embarrassing to admit that it was too nice here to bother trying to leave. “I like to get my escapes right first time. I won’t try it until I need to.”

“Right.” The hero shuffles again. “Well, there’s a lot of villains who know you’re here and have been wondering where you are.”

“Villains like who?”

The hero smiles, like they’ve fallen into a trap. “Come outside and find out.”

The villain scowls at that. The hero raises their eyebrows expectantly. “Eat your food,” they say casually. “Then come say hi, okay?”

“No.”

The hero sighs, like this is a conversation they’ve had a thousand times. “The door’s always open,” they say gently. “Come see the others when you feel up to it.”

They linger in the doorway for a moment but the villain offers no response, so they simply sigh defeatedly and carefully shut the door. 

Tsch. Does the hero think they’re stupid? They’d open that door and heroes would descend on them.

The day they leave this room, it’ll be as part of their greatest escape yet.

[dive-nire]

[in-tenebris-et-in-solitudine]

[doingitfortheexposure]

A scrub jay story in four parts.

Photos by Xer S. Rowan, Creative Commons Attribution license, linktr.ee/DoingItForTheExposure

I take photos for the love of photography and share them under a free-to-use-as-long-as-I-am-properly-credited license.