img035_edited

img035_edited, originally uploaded by El_Magnifico.

Gotta love that bright green and, again, the sense of fun in this photo. a bit staged I guess but who cares ?:)

Selfportait from the Floor

Selfportait from the Floor, originally uploaded by Aeioux.

I just really liked this one, it has a great sense of fun about it, and plays with your mind a little. check out the cowboy trousers!

Sky, Snow, Tree

Sky, Snow, Tree, originally uploaded by mramberg.

Damn my minimalist streak, but this photo looks lovely!

palm oil orphans

palm oil orphans, originally uploaded by Nick Lyon.

OK, 3 things.

1) I like this image - OK, I admit it; I'm a huge orang-utan fan, so it’s resurrected. And in my book cute can be good.

2) I watched a program on the Palm Olive industry in Borneo on BBC the other day. It is heartbreaking - the world is being irreconcilably changed for good and the Palm Oil industry has a lot to answer for. A lot of the time they don't even plant the pal olive trees, they just cut down the forests to sell the wood as lumber.

3) I didn't find this photo through my usual channels (deleteme10 tag searches mostly), instead I found it via a Flickr Favourite Browser App. It really is a wonderful way of finding new photos based on the ones you've marked as favourites.

Pong

Pong, originally uploaded by notic.

Again with the minimalist streak.

I love the colours on this one, and the darkness around the edges. The symetry appeals, and the anti-symetry present.

Plus I like ping-pong :D

wireless

wireless, originally uploaded by schizoo23.

A lovely feel to this one - the Depth of Field, the drops of water on the cob web on the barbed wire.

Simple elegance I think might be the best way to describe it.

He's Saving Up For a New Guitar...

He's Saving Up For a New Guitar..., originally uploaded by Pig Sty Avenue.

Welcome to a New Year, and a new resurrection. This is a photo by my friend Gary. I tried to save it (I think this is the first photo in this bog I have actually voted on) but for some reason people say imperfections.

To my mind it captures the essence of busking brilliantly. The expanse of tiles in the foreground profiling the lonelyness of the busker, the store in the background showing where he one day hopes to be (buying presumably). But in the mean time he just practises and prays.

What I really meant to ask was: Was he any good?