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Lightroom workflow Today on the blog, it's about Lightroom workflow and how you should edit your RAW files. Is it really that hard? Or are you overthinking it?

Today on the blog it's all about #lightroom and the perfect #workflow. (for me ;))

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These photographs feel like quiet observations of a landscape in transition where water slowly reshapes the boundary between land and life.

The first image draws you into a submerged world. Broad green leaves drift just beneath the water’s surface, their textures softened by the gentle distortion of ripples. Light filters through in patches, illuminating the leaves in vivid greens while shadows deepen the surrounding water into darker tones. Small fragments twigs, decaying leaves float among them, hinting at a natural cycle of growth and decay. It feels still, almost suspended in time, as if the water has briefly claimed this patch of land and is holding it in a calm, reflective pause.

The second image widens the perspective, revealing the cause of that quiet submersion. A lakeside path is partially flooded, the water creeping over its edges and pooling along the ground. Trees stand with their roots immersed, their trunks reflected in the rippling surface. The path itself remains visible, but altered no longer purely a place for walking, but a meeting point between human space and nature’s shifting forces. Sunlight glints off the water, creating a contrast between the dryness of the path and the encroaching brightness of the flood.

Together, the images tell a subtle story: one intimate and close, the other contextual and expansive. They capture not drama, but inevitability the slow, quiet movement of water reclaiming space, and the delicate beauty that emerges when boundaries blur.

These photographs feel like quiet observations of a landscape in transition where water slowly reshapes the boundary between land and life. The first image draws you into a submerged world. Broad green leaves drift just beneath the water’s surface, their textures softened by the gentle distortion of ripples. Light filters through in patches, illuminating the leaves in vivid greens while shadows deepen the surrounding water into darker tones. Small fragments twigs, decaying leaves float among them, hinting at a natural cycle of growth and decay. It feels still, almost suspended in time, as if the water has briefly claimed this patch of land and is holding it in a calm, reflective pause. The second image widens the perspective, revealing the cause of that quiet submersion. A lakeside path is partially flooded, the water creeping over its edges and pooling along the ground. Trees stand with their roots immersed, their trunks reflected in the rippling surface. The path itself remains visible, but altered no longer purely a place for walking, but a meeting point between human space and nature’s shifting forces. Sunlight glints off the water, creating a contrast between the dryness of the path and the encroaching brightness of the flood. Together, the images tell a subtle story: one intimate and close, the other contextual and expansive. They capture not drama, but inevitability the slow, quiet movement of water reclaiming space, and the delicate beauty that emerges when boundaries blur.

These photographs feel like quiet observations of a landscape in transition where water slowly reshapes the boundary between land and life.

The first image draws you into a submerged world. Broad green leaves drift just beneath the water’s surface, their textures softened by the gentle distortion of ripples. Light filters through in patches, illuminating the leaves in vivid greens while shadows deepen the surrounding water into darker tones. Small fragments twigs, decaying leaves float among them, hinting at a natural cycle of growth and decay. It feels still, almost suspended in time, as if the water has briefly claimed this patch of land and is holding it in a calm, reflective pause.

The second image widens the perspective, revealing the cause of that quiet submersion. A lakeside path is partially flooded, the water creeping over its edges and pooling along the ground. Trees stand with their roots immersed, their trunks reflected in the rippling surface. The path itself remains visible, but altered no longer purely a place for walking, but a meeting point between human space and nature’s shifting forces. Sunlight glints off the water, creating a contrast between the dryness of the path and the encroaching brightness of the flood.

Together, the images tell a subtle story: one intimate and close, the other contextual and expansive. They capture not drama, but inevitability the slow, quiet movement of water reclaiming space, and the delicate beauty that emerges when boundaries blur.

These photographs feel like quiet observations of a landscape in transition where water slowly reshapes the boundary between land and life. The first image draws you into a submerged world. Broad green leaves drift just beneath the water’s surface, their textures softened by the gentle distortion of ripples. Light filters through in patches, illuminating the leaves in vivid greens while shadows deepen the surrounding water into darker tones. Small fragments twigs, decaying leaves float among them, hinting at a natural cycle of growth and decay. It feels still, almost suspended in time, as if the water has briefly claimed this patch of land and is holding it in a calm, reflective pause. The second image widens the perspective, revealing the cause of that quiet submersion. A lakeside path is partially flooded, the water creeping over its edges and pooling along the ground. Trees stand with their roots immersed, their trunks reflected in the rippling surface. The path itself remains visible, but altered no longer purely a place for walking, but a meeting point between human space and nature’s shifting forces. Sunlight glints off the water, creating a contrast between the dryness of the path and the encroaching brightness of the flood. Together, the images tell a subtle story: one intimate and close, the other contextual and expansive. They capture not drama, but inevitability the slow, quiet movement of water reclaiming space, and the delicate beauty that emerges when boundaries blur.

These photographs feel like quiet observations of a landscape in transition where water slowly reshapes the boundary between land and life. #landscapephotgraphy#streetphotography#photography#naturephotography#creativephotography#urbanphotography#travelphotography#lightroom#photoshop

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These photographs feel like quiet observations of a landscape in transition where water slowly reshapes the boundary between land and life.

The first image draws you into a submerged world. Broad green leaves drift just beneath the water’s surface, their textures softened by the gentle distortion of ripples. Light filters through in patches, illuminating the leaves in vivid greens while shadows deepen the surrounding water into darker tones. Small fragments twigs, decaying leaves float among them, hinting at a natural cycle of growth and decay. It feels still, almost suspended in time, as if the water has briefly claimed this patch of land and is holding it in a calm, reflective pause.

The second image widens the perspective, revealing the cause of that quiet submersion. A lakeside path is partially flooded, the water creeping over its edges and pooling along the ground. Trees stand with their roots immersed, their trunks reflected in the rippling surface. The path itself remains visible, but altered no longer purely a place for walking, but a meeting point between human space and nature’s shifting forces. Sunlight glints off the water, creating a contrast between the dryness of the path and the encroaching brightness of the flood.

Together, the images tell a subtle story: one intimate and close, the other contextual and expansive. They capture not drama, but inevitability the slow, quiet movement of water reclaiming space, and the delicate beauty that emerges when boundaries blur.

These photographs feel like quiet observations of a landscape in transition where water slowly reshapes the boundary between land and life. The first image draws you into a submerged world. Broad green leaves drift just beneath the water’s surface, their textures softened by the gentle distortion of ripples. Light filters through in patches, illuminating the leaves in vivid greens while shadows deepen the surrounding water into darker tones. Small fragments twigs, decaying leaves float among them, hinting at a natural cycle of growth and decay. It feels still, almost suspended in time, as if the water has briefly claimed this patch of land and is holding it in a calm, reflective pause. The second image widens the perspective, revealing the cause of that quiet submersion. A lakeside path is partially flooded, the water creeping over its edges and pooling along the ground. Trees stand with their roots immersed, their trunks reflected in the rippling surface. The path itself remains visible, but altered no longer purely a place for walking, but a meeting point between human space and nature’s shifting forces. Sunlight glints off the water, creating a contrast between the dryness of the path and the encroaching brightness of the flood. Together, the images tell a subtle story: one intimate and close, the other contextual and expansive. They capture not drama, but inevitability the slow, quiet movement of water reclaiming space, and the delicate beauty that emerges when boundaries blur.

These photographs feel like quiet observations of a landscape in transition where water slowly reshapes the boundary between land and life.

The first image draws you into a submerged world. Broad green leaves drift just beneath the water’s surface, their textures softened by the gentle distortion of ripples. Light filters through in patches, illuminating the leaves in vivid greens while shadows deepen the surrounding water into darker tones. Small fragments twigs, decaying leaves float among them, hinting at a natural cycle of growth and decay. It feels still, almost suspended in time, as if the water has briefly claimed this patch of land and is holding it in a calm, reflective pause.

The second image widens the perspective, revealing the cause of that quiet submersion. A lakeside path is partially flooded, the water creeping over its edges and pooling along the ground. Trees stand with their roots immersed, their trunks reflected in the rippling surface. The path itself remains visible, but altered no longer purely a place for walking, but a meeting point between human space and nature’s shifting forces. Sunlight glints off the water, creating a contrast between the dryness of the path and the encroaching brightness of the flood.

Together, the images tell a subtle story: one intimate and close, the other contextual and expansive. They capture not drama, but inevitability the slow, quiet movement of water reclaiming space, and the delicate beauty that emerges when boundaries blur.

These photographs feel like quiet observations of a landscape in transition where water slowly reshapes the boundary between land and life. The first image draws you into a submerged world. Broad green leaves drift just beneath the water’s surface, their textures softened by the gentle distortion of ripples. Light filters through in patches, illuminating the leaves in vivid greens while shadows deepen the surrounding water into darker tones. Small fragments twigs, decaying leaves float among them, hinting at a natural cycle of growth and decay. It feels still, almost suspended in time, as if the water has briefly claimed this patch of land and is holding it in a calm, reflective pause. The second image widens the perspective, revealing the cause of that quiet submersion. A lakeside path is partially flooded, the water creeping over its edges and pooling along the ground. Trees stand with their roots immersed, their trunks reflected in the rippling surface. The path itself remains visible, but altered no longer purely a place for walking, but a meeting point between human space and nature’s shifting forces. Sunlight glints off the water, creating a contrast between the dryness of the path and the encroaching brightness of the flood. Together, the images tell a subtle story: one intimate and close, the other contextual and expansive. They capture not drama, but inevitability the slow, quiet movement of water reclaiming space, and the delicate beauty that emerges when boundaries blur.

These photographs feel like quiet observations of a landscape in transition where water slowly reshapes the boundary between land and life. #landscapephotgraphy#streetphotography#photography#naturephotography#creativephotography#urbanphotography#travelphotography#lightroom#photoshop

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The people mover track leading towards One Campus Martius, the headquarters of Bedrock and Quicken Loans. They're one of, if not the largest landowner in Detroit. Hudson's Detroit, the skyscraper on the right, was their brain child for a new central location for themselves and General Motors.

The people mover track leading towards One Campus Martius, the headquarters of Bedrock and Quicken Loans. They're one of, if not the largest landowner in Detroit. Hudson's Detroit, the skyscraper on the right, was their brain child for a new central location for themselves and General Motors.

People Mover Track (b.1987) ⬅️
One Campus Martius (b.2003) ⬇️
Hudson's Detroit (b.2025)➡️
Detroit, Wayne County Michigan.

📸 Google Pixel 8 Pro

#photography #digitalart #architecture #infrastructure #building #skyscrapers #blue #gloomy #rustbelt #urban #urbangaze #lightroom #detroit #wayne #michigan

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The sun setting over I96 in Webberville, MI

The sun setting over I96 in Webberville, MI

March 28 @7:33PM (-5:00GMT)
Webberville, Ingham County Michigan.

📸 Google Pixel 8 Pro

#photography #digitalart #lightroom #sunset #sunsets #sky #skies #rural #webberville #ingham #michigan #puremichigan

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Thanks to everyone that came out this week! Here's one of the pictures we made today :)

#photography #glitchart #streaming #twitch #pixelsort #editing #linux #Photoshop #Lightroom #art

Twitch.tv/hey1mdragon

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We are live with photography! Come check out what we've got this week :)

#photography #justchatting #streaming #twitch #goinglive #editing #linux #Photoshop #Lightroom

Twitch.tv/hey1mdragon

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A dark old grain Elevator on a stormy afternoon

A dark old grain Elevator on a stormy afternoon

Grain Elevator (b.~1890's)
New Haven, Macomb County Michigan.

📸 Google Pixel 8 Pro

#photography #digitalart #agriculture #industrial #oldbuilding #storms #skies #gloomy #rustbelt #village #rural #lightroom #newhaven #macomb #michigan

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Twitch Twitch is the world

On today's stream we will be editing some photos I took over the last two weeks, with some possible shenanigans later on!

#photography #justchatting #streaming #twitch #goinglive #editing #linux #Photoshop #Lightroom

Twitch.tv/hey1mdragon

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A Victorian era gabled ell painted yellow

A Victorian era gabled ell painted yellow

Mrs La Croix House (b.~1890's)
New Haven, Macomb County Michigan.

📸 Google Pixel 8 Pro

#photography #digitalart #architecture #victorian #gabledell #oldbuildings #houses #trees #wonka #rustbelt #village #rural #lightroom #newhaven #macomb #michigan

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The anchor lies heavy with history, its rusted iron curves wrapped around a weathered wooden beam as if still holding fast against an invisible tide. Time has etched its story into every surface the cracked grain of the timber, the flaking metal straps, and the deep orange corrosion that spreads across the anchor like a memory that refuses to fade. Once a symbol of stability and strength, it now rests quietly on perforated stone, surrounded by tufts of grass reclaiming the space.

There’s a quiet dignity in its stillness. The anchor no longer grips the ocean floor, yet it remains grounded in another way fixed in place, preserved as a relic of labor, journeys, and storms long past. The contrast between the rigid man-made form and the soft, creeping greenery suggests a gentle surrender to time. What was once essential and functional has become reflective, almost poetic a reminder that even the strongest anchors are eventually released, left behind as markers of where we’ve been.

The anchor lies heavy with history, its rusted iron curves wrapped around a weathered wooden beam as if still holding fast against an invisible tide. Time has etched its story into every surface the cracked grain of the timber, the flaking metal straps, and the deep orange corrosion that spreads across the anchor like a memory that refuses to fade. Once a symbol of stability and strength, it now rests quietly on perforated stone, surrounded by tufts of grass reclaiming the space. There’s a quiet dignity in its stillness. The anchor no longer grips the ocean floor, yet it remains grounded in another way fixed in place, preserved as a relic of labor, journeys, and storms long past. The contrast between the rigid man-made form and the soft, creeping greenery suggests a gentle surrender to time. What was once essential and functional has become reflective, almost poetic a reminder that even the strongest anchors are eventually released, left behind as markers of where we’ve been.

The anchor lies heavy with history, its rusted iron curves wrapped around a weathered wooden beam as if still holding fast against an invisible tide. Time has etched its story into every surface the cracked grain of the timber, the flaking metal straps, and the deep orange corrosion that spreads across the anchor like a memory that refuses to fade. Once a symbol of stability and strength, it now rests quietly on perforated stone, surrounded by tufts of grass reclaiming the space.

There’s a quiet dignity in its stillness. The anchor no longer grips the ocean floor, yet it remains grounded in another way fixed in place, preserved as a relic of labor, journeys, and storms long past. The contrast between the rigid man-made form and the soft, creeping greenery suggests a gentle surrender to time. What was once essential and functional has become reflective, almost poetic a reminder that even the strongest anchors are eventually released, left behind as markers of where we’ve been.

The anchor lies heavy with history, its rusted iron curves wrapped around a weathered wooden beam as if still holding fast against an invisible tide. Time has etched its story into every surface the cracked grain of the timber, the flaking metal straps, and the deep orange corrosion that spreads across the anchor like a memory that refuses to fade. Once a symbol of stability and strength, it now rests quietly on perforated stone, surrounded by tufts of grass reclaiming the space. There’s a quiet dignity in its stillness. The anchor no longer grips the ocean floor, yet it remains grounded in another way fixed in place, preserved as a relic of labor, journeys, and storms long past. The contrast between the rigid man-made form and the soft, creeping greenery suggests a gentle surrender to time. What was once essential and functional has become reflective, almost poetic a reminder that even the strongest anchors are eventually released, left behind as markers of where we’ve been.

The anchor lies heavy with history, its rusted iron curves wrapped around a weathered wooden beam as if still holding fast against an invisible tide #landscapephotgraphy#streetphotography#photography#naturephotography#creativephotography#urbanphotography#travelphotography#lightroom#photoshop

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The anchor lies heavy with history, its rusted iron curves wrapped around a weathered wooden beam as if still holding fast against an invisible tide. Time has etched its story into every surface the cracked grain of the timber, the flaking metal straps, and the deep orange corrosion that spreads across the anchor like a memory that refuses to fade. Once a symbol of stability and strength, it now rests quietly on perforated stone, surrounded by tufts of grass reclaiming the space.

There’s a quiet dignity in its stillness. The anchor no longer grips the ocean floor, yet it remains grounded in another way fixed in place, preserved as a relic of labor, journeys, and storms long past. The contrast between the rigid man-made form and the soft, creeping greenery suggests a gentle surrender to time. What was once essential and functional has become reflective, almost poetic a reminder that even the strongest anchors are eventually released, left behind as markers of where we’ve been.

The anchor lies heavy with history, its rusted iron curves wrapped around a weathered wooden beam as if still holding fast against an invisible tide. Time has etched its story into every surface the cracked grain of the timber, the flaking metal straps, and the deep orange corrosion that spreads across the anchor like a memory that refuses to fade. Once a symbol of stability and strength, it now rests quietly on perforated stone, surrounded by tufts of grass reclaiming the space. There’s a quiet dignity in its stillness. The anchor no longer grips the ocean floor, yet it remains grounded in another way fixed in place, preserved as a relic of labor, journeys, and storms long past. The contrast between the rigid man-made form and the soft, creeping greenery suggests a gentle surrender to time. What was once essential and functional has become reflective, almost poetic a reminder that even the strongest anchors are eventually released, left behind as markers of where we’ve been.

The anchor lies heavy with history, its rusted iron curves wrapped around a weathered wooden beam as if still holding fast against an invisible tide. Time has etched its story into every surface the cracked grain of the timber, the flaking metal straps, and the deep orange corrosion that spreads across the anchor like a memory that refuses to fade. Once a symbol of stability and strength, it now rests quietly on perforated stone, surrounded by tufts of grass reclaiming the space.

There’s a quiet dignity in its stillness. The anchor no longer grips the ocean floor, yet it remains grounded in another way fixed in place, preserved as a relic of labor, journeys, and storms long past. The contrast between the rigid man-made form and the soft, creeping greenery suggests a gentle surrender to time. What was once essential and functional has become reflective, almost poetic a reminder that even the strongest anchors are eventually released, left behind as markers of where we’ve been.

The anchor lies heavy with history, its rusted iron curves wrapped around a weathered wooden beam as if still holding fast against an invisible tide. Time has etched its story into every surface the cracked grain of the timber, the flaking metal straps, and the deep orange corrosion that spreads across the anchor like a memory that refuses to fade. Once a symbol of stability and strength, it now rests quietly on perforated stone, surrounded by tufts of grass reclaiming the space. There’s a quiet dignity in its stillness. The anchor no longer grips the ocean floor, yet it remains grounded in another way fixed in place, preserved as a relic of labor, journeys, and storms long past. The contrast between the rigid man-made form and the soft, creeping greenery suggests a gentle surrender to time. What was once essential and functional has become reflective, almost poetic a reminder that even the strongest anchors are eventually released, left behind as markers of where we’ve been.

The anchor lies heavy with history, its rusted iron curves wrapped around a weathered wooden beam as if still holding fast against an invisible tide #landscapephotgraphy#streetphotography#photography#naturephotography#creativephotography#urbanphotography#travelphotography#lightroom#photoshop

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A wonkafied Tudor with a grape flavored rooftop and candy green apple grass

A wonkafied Tudor with a grape flavored rooftop and candy green apple grass

Pure Imagination (b.1926)
Mount Clemens, Macomb County Michigan.

📸 Google Pixel 8 Pro

#photography #digitalart #architecture #tudor #tudorrevival #oldbuildings #houses #mansions #trees #wonka #rustbelt #urban #urbanex #lightroom #mtclemens #macomb #michigan

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Trying some new editing techniques on some VERY old photos today. These are from 2009/2010ish.

#lightroom #portraitphotography

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Another beautiful day in Paradise on Florida’s east coast #photography #lightroom #coastal

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Fotos aus anamorphotischen Objektiven in Lightroom entzerren Erfahre wie du mit einem einfachen exiftool‑Befehl die Verzerrung deiner anamorphic-Bilder für Adobe Lightroom korrigierst

Pünktlich zum Wochenende gibt es endlich mal wieder einen neuen #Lightroom Artikel auf dem Blog!
Da erkläre ich wie man mit etwas exiftool-Trickserei Bilder aus #anamorphic Objektiven entzerren kann

blog.kaikutzki.de/9553/

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A Tudor mansion tucked behind old oak trees. It's estimated worth is around $500,000.

A Tudor mansion tucked behind old oak trees. It's estimated worth is around $500,000.

illegal activities (b.1931)
Mount Clemens, Macomb County Michigan.

📸 Google Pixel 8 Pro

#photography #digitalart #architecture #tudor #tudorrevival #oldbuildings #houses #mansions #trees #gloomy #rustbelt #urban #urbanex #lightroom #mtclemens #macomb #michigan

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Dog standing on concrete next to grass in a retro-styled photo with a date stamp in the lower right hand corner.

Dog standing on concrete next to grass in a retro-styled photo with a date stamp in the lower right hand corner.

Retro Jack. Messed around in Lightroom and Photoshop just a bit to send Jack back into the ‘90s with a fake point-and-shoot timestamp.

#dog #dogsofbluesky #dogsofbsky #blueskydogs #pets

#photography #portrait #photo #film #retro #nostalgia #canon #lightroom #photoshop #1990s

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25年度最後の#プレミアムフライデー 🌸
観音神社 @kanon_jinja さんの夜桜ライトアップ見せて頂きました。😊✨✨✨
コンデジ撮影なのでブレブレですが、月夜🌓の下の枝垂桜とても綺麗でした。

#lightroom #枝垂桜 #夜桜 #lumixtz95

www.instagram.com/p/DWZBwUvAex...

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A wartime era brick Georgian colonial style house with pine trees towering behind it.

A wartime era brick Georgian colonial style house with pine trees towering behind it.

In The Mood (b.1939)
Mount Clemens, Macomb County Michigan.

📸 Google Pixel 8 Pro

#photography #architecture #colonial #georgian #georgianrevival #oldbuildings #houses #trees #gloomy #rustbelt #urban #urbanex #lightroom #mtclemens #macomb #michigan

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Forza Horizon 5 Screenshot by hekate_vp | Picashot Explore this stunning Forza Horizon 5 virtual photograph captured by @hekate_vp. Zark the Stig with his XPower

#virtualphotography #ZarkVP
Game: #ForzaHorizon5 #FH5
Platform: #PlayStation5 #PS5
Editor: #Lightroom

Car: custom 2005 #MG #XPower SV-R
Exposed carbon fiber body w/ kit
5.2L Voodoo turbo swap: over 1000 hp
Racing tires with OZ center-lock wheels

#Picashot
www.picashot.co/shot/32183c6...

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A lone bird stands poised atop a chimney, silhouetted against a sky that feels almost unreal in its intensity. The sunset spills layers of orange, coral, and soft gold across the horizon, fading gently into deeper tones above. Below, the quiet town settles into shadow rows of rooftops and chimneys forming a muted patchwork of everyday life.

The bird, still and watchful, becomes the focal point of the scene. It feels symbolic like a moment of pause between day and night, noise and silence. The warmth of the sky contrasts with the cool blues creeping into the buildings, creating a quiet tension between light and dark, warmth and calm.

There’s a sense of stillness here. No movement, no urgency just a fleeting moment captured at the edge of evening, where the ordinary becomes quietly beautiful.

A lone bird stands poised atop a chimney, silhouetted against a sky that feels almost unreal in its intensity. The sunset spills layers of orange, coral, and soft gold across the horizon, fading gently into deeper tones above. Below, the quiet town settles into shadow rows of rooftops and chimneys forming a muted patchwork of everyday life. The bird, still and watchful, becomes the focal point of the scene. It feels symbolic like a moment of pause between day and night, noise and silence. The warmth of the sky contrasts with the cool blues creeping into the buildings, creating a quiet tension between light and dark, warmth and calm. There’s a sense of stillness here. No movement, no urgency just a fleeting moment captured at the edge of evening, where the ordinary becomes quietly beautiful.

A lone bird stands poised atop a chimney, silhouetted against a sky that feels almost unreal in its intensity. #landscapephotgraphy#streetphotography#photography#naturephotography#creativephotography#urbanphotography#travelphotography#lightroom#photoshop

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A lone bird stands poised atop a chimney, silhouetted against a sky that feels almost unreal in its intensity. The sunset spills layers of orange, coral, and soft gold across the horizon, fading gently into deeper tones above. Below, the quiet town settles into shadow rows of rooftops and chimneys forming a muted patchwork of everyday life.

The bird, still and watchful, becomes the focal point of the scene. It feels symbolic like a moment of pause between day and night, noise and silence. The warmth of the sky contrasts with the cool blues creeping into the buildings, creating a quiet tension between light and dark, warmth and calm.

There’s a sense of stillness here. No movement, no urgency just a fleeting moment captured at the edge of evening, where the ordinary becomes quietly beautiful.

A lone bird stands poised atop a chimney, silhouetted against a sky that feels almost unreal in its intensity. The sunset spills layers of orange, coral, and soft gold across the horizon, fading gently into deeper tones above. Below, the quiet town settles into shadow rows of rooftops and chimneys forming a muted patchwork of everyday life. The bird, still and watchful, becomes the focal point of the scene. It feels symbolic like a moment of pause between day and night, noise and silence. The warmth of the sky contrasts with the cool blues creeping into the buildings, creating a quiet tension between light and dark, warmth and calm. There’s a sense of stillness here. No movement, no urgency just a fleeting moment captured at the edge of evening, where the ordinary becomes quietly beautiful.

A lone bird stands poised atop a chimney, silhouetted against a sky that feels almost unreal in its intensity. #landscapephotgraphy#streetphotography#photography#naturephotography#creativephotography#urbanphotography#travelphotography#lightroom#photoshop

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A purple Queen Anne Victorian house with a small turret and a fan design at the top of its gable

A purple Queen Anne Victorian house with a small turret and a fan design at the top of its gable

Mood Indigo (b.1892)
Mount Clemens, Macomb County Michigan.

📸 Google Pixel 8 Pro

#photography #architecture #victorian #queenanne #oldbuildings #houses #trees #gloomy #rustbelt #urban #urbanex #lightroom #mtclemens #macomb #michigan

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Evoto 人物レタッチ完全ガイド

Evoto 人物レタッチ完全ガイド

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✨本日発売✨


人物撮影フォトグラファー必見👀
#AI で肌・髪・体型・背景を整える時短補正術📷


新刊📕3/27 発売
『Evoto 人物レタッチ完全ガイド』

人物の複雑で時間がかかるレタッチを短時間で自然にレタッチできる人気アプリ「Evoto AI」の入門解説書📖
導入方法から実践的な補正方法まで、Evoto AIの基本的なツールを使いこなせるようになる公式ガイドブックです‼️

詳細はこちら👇
www.genkosha.co.jp/book/b101...

#ポートレート #Lightroom #フォトショ #ライトルーム #画像編集 #加工 #修整 #撮影

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A Queen Anne Victorian era house with bright red gables and multiple covered porches.

A Queen Anne Victorian era house with bright red gables and multiple covered porches.

Honky Cat (b.1881)
Mount Clemens, Macomb County Michigan.

📸 Google Pixel 8 Pro

#photography #architecture #victorian #queenanne #oldbuildings #houses #powerlines #gloomy #rustbelt #urban #urbanex #lightroom #mtclemens #macomb #michigan

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A late Victorian 2½ story house with multiple dormers and bay windows

A late Victorian 2½ story house with multiple dormers and bay windows

Floyd Martin Jr House (b.1910)
Mount Clemens, Macomb County Michigan.

📸 Google Pixel 8 Pro

#photography #architecture #victorian #oldbuildings #houses #powerlines #gloomy #rustbelt #urban #urbanex #lightroom #mtclemens #macomb #michigan

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Lightroom's 4 Sharpening Methods | Fstoppers Master Lightroom's four sharpening methods: Details panel sliders, local masking, Clarity and Texture adjustments, and tonal edge enhancement. Learn when to use each technique and how to combine them ...

Lightroom's 4 Sharpening Methods and When to Use Each One #fstoppers #lightroom fstoppers.com/lightroom/li...

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2 lonely pairs of powerlines travel over an very rural intersection

2 lonely pairs of powerlines travel over an very rural intersection

Long Distance Runaround
Greenwood Township, St Clair County Michigan.

Between Yale and Jeddo.

📸 Google Pixel 8 Pro

#photography #digitalart #country #powerlines #clouds #skies #farms #gloom #gloomy #horror #rustbelt #rural #lightroom #greenwoodtwp #stclair #michigan

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Portrait of a dog.

Portrait of a dog.

Focused.

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