A fleur de peau by thibaultbarron

Dans cet univers abstrait où vapeurs, odeurs de soufre et gargouillements contribuent au sentiment de proximité qui y règne, mosaïques pastelles et accrétions sédimentaires dessinent un sol d'une grande fragilité. La puissance du phénomène géothermique met le coeur de la Terre à fleur de peau. ---------------- In this abstract world where vapors, odors of sulfur and gurgling contribute to the sense of closeness that prevails, pastel mosaics and sedimentary accretion draw a very fragile floor. --------------- Sources chaudes de Námafjall | Islande For more pictures of this trip check out my Facebook page or my G+ account via 500px http://ift.tt/1p1jqQT

Used UFO Lot by MilesMorganPhotography

*processed to view on black* Maybe it's because I like cars that these Hoodoos look like UFO's to me. Or maybe it's just because I'm a dork. David "DBreezy" Thompson and Paul "Romeo" Rojas were kind enough to let me tag along on a trip to the amazing Bisti Badlands In New Mexico. The highlight of our trip was meeting the wizard behind the curtain of the Southwest in the form of one Cecil Witt. That in and of itself made the trip special. Stories ensued, but I won't bore you with them. Ok, I'll bore you with one. Fatigue is an insidious, relentless, obnoxious bastard. As an airline pilot, I spend a great deal of time thinking about, managing, studying, and trying to avoid fatigue. It can turn a sober man/woman into a staggering waste of air if left unchecked. ** Cue looming foreshadow music... DUN DUN DUNNNNNN ** I arrived a day early, and set about the business of shooting a nothing sunset before getting truly, deeply, passionately, and properly lost. Eventually stumbling upon my rental car, I went back to town and waited for my friends to arrive. And arrive they did. In style, at 3am. This after working all day and being up all night. There is no point in trying to sleep for 30 min, so we all piled in the rental and headed out into the cold desert night air. Not much is said in the middle of the night on a long, straight, lonely highway in the middle of nowhere. Just a few glances to the stars to see what kind of conditions we could expect. The dashed yellow line in the middle of the road whizzing by can become mesmerizing at 3:30am. Paul moved over to the left lane of our two lane road, to avoid some sort of object he must have seen in our lane. I nodded thankfully that he was driving because I hadn't seen a thing.... A pregnant pause later and we were still whooshing along at 80mph in the left hand lane. I wondered if we had transported to England. Time slowed down. The car didn't. "Uhhhhh, Paul?" Breezy chimed in from the back seat "Yeah?" "Dude. Do you realize you are in the wrong lane?" "Oh" *Lane change back to the correct side* Pause........ Breezy: "Dude, I've got kids". I always love that line, and I know when I hear it whatever we are doing is probably a bad idea. Paul has gotten really good at putting together little videos of our trips, so I thought I'd post the link here. I apologize for the following 1) I might have sworn by accident a few times 2) My hair. I usually mousse each individual strand which takes me around 3 hours 3) The smell. If you are watching on smell cam, we didn't bathe much. Paul's Video via 500px http://ift.tt/1tTKyna

Mud Puddling by rahultripathiphotography

"These are male butterflies sitting in a huddle and sucking nutrients from moisture in the soil. This is the third edition of a single shot taken last year. The difference is that the saturation of the soil in the background is diminished to highlight the colors of the butterflies. Also, the clarity has been enhanced and hence the details on their wings is visible better. Hope you are having a great weekend...Cheers via 500px http://ift.tt/1n7y5Im