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I recently got reacquainted with a fellow photographer who I consider a good friend and have a lot of respect for. He has been absent from Flickr for the better part of a year and a half now. It was a pleasant surprise to see him again, and it was good talking to him. He has long been a fellow whose perceptions I respect and admire. He wrote this e-mail for a friend of his, and forwarded it to me because he knew I would appreciate reading it as well. I did and do. And I think it important. I hope he doesn't mind me sharing it, though I will keep him anonymous unless he chooses to reveal himself. It is lengthy, but it is insightful and I suggest taking a moment to read the whole piece. Thanks E for sending this along to me. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- But, somewhere along the way, something changed for me. I've had many friends ask me why I quit, and I usually start the story at the end. I usually start by saying, I still shoot (usually with a holga), but I don't put film in my camera anymore. This usually leads to some very puzzled expressions and I have to back up and tell the story from the beginning. Really, I often carry a camera and wander the streets of Portland like I have for the past few years. But, I don't want to see the results of my shots. What I want, is to see the world. My camera changes the way I do that. When I was 16, I went to Greece for a three week school trip. I brought my camera and, after shooting some pics at the Parthenon, and on Santorini, I started to realize that I was missing the experience of seeing the places I was visiting because I was so focused on trying to save an image to look at later. I put my camera down and didn't take a single shot of the last two weeks of the trip. Or, the next ten years of my life. I just soaked in the scenes and tried my best to live in the moment. That changed the way I thought about photography and, for the next 14 years, I never owned a camera. I spent almost a decade immersed in wilderness and outdoor activity, climbing and backpacking in Mexico and throughout the western United States, and I have only a few snapshots, given to me by friends, to record any of the experiences. My move to Portland was a dramatic lifestyle adjustment as well. I decided to see how green the grass really is on the more urban side. I rarely backpack anymore (as my photo stream attests) and I gave up rock climbing completely. But I've always loved photography. I love it for the art. I love the moods, the way Steven Shore can capture a series of lines and patterns in what superficially appears to be a mundane scene and launches the viewer into a different mental space... Ed Weston, transforming a bell pepper or a thigh into a tonal voyage.... and the incredible work of the people I admire so much on Flickr, each image, an experiment, and each photo stream, a progressive map and tale of discovery. I'm sounding melodramatic again. But, these pictures really have changed the way I view the world. And so I wanted in. I started sharing too. And I started wandering the streets of Portland, looking with fresh eyes at cracks in the sidewalk, streaks on a wall, buildings and, best of all, people. I saw light, lines, and structures in a way that I hadn't previously seen them. Unlike my days in Greece, trying to capture a snapshot for posterity and thus pulling myself away from a moment, this new way of using the camera had the opposite effect. Now, I was being pulled in. And I started to examine the constantly evolving scenes of my daily walk to work with new appreciation. It's hard not to keep sounding melodramatic. But it's true. We've never met. At least not face-to-face. And I have no idea if we'd even be friends if we lived a few blocks apart (but I suspect we would). But in your photostream, I found such tremendous inspiration because you constantly capture the things I'm talking about. And, as I aimed my lens at the sidewalk and buildings of Portland, it not only changed the way I would see my own town, through Flickr, it changed the way I would see the world. I had a blurred pigeon, flying past a column, as my desktop background for a year. Because that pigeon was such an awesome example of something I would encounter every day, but would never have thought to capture the art of it like you did. So, on Flickr I found inspiration and a wealth of new art. Until it became too much. And something changed. At first I liked the attention. No, not just at first, I still like it. When an image hits the explore page, or when I get mail from someone who requests to use an image in a publication, or someone leaves a sincerely flattering comment, or a zillion of them, I like it. And I like to reciprocate. I like being able to tell someone how truly inspirational they are. But the attention doesn't have anything to do with the cracks in the sidewalk. Once again, my reasons for taking p
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My front door is always open. Open to allow the wonderful natural light to flow into my home. I really like existing natural light. I think that may be where my love of photography actually stems from. This month, this week, is my one year anniversary on Flickr. My pro account actually expires in 2 days. There is no question in my mind as to whether I'm going to renew it. Its a given. What an enlightening, eye opening, learning experience this past year has been. I've always liked to take pictures. I've often fancied myself as a photographer. Don't get me wrong, I know my place. I am probably, in reality just an untrained, amateur artist just playing with a camera. But I do know that I have an eye for photograghy. Of course its an eye that is still learning. And what a school Flickr is. I've picked up so many different tricks, tips and concepts from observing all of your eyes on the world. I have to believe that my photographic skills have only gotten better with my affiliation with Flickr and all of you. One of my contact / mentors commented one time that she thought I was struggling with finding a niche to fall into and develop my own personal style. I often thought about this comment. I kept wondering what my niche is. I like taking pics of so many different things that I didn't think it would be possible to define my self to a "type" of photographer. Some people take pics of flowers. Some do landscapes and natural outdoor scenes. Some lean towards architecture and other man-made objects and items. There are portraitists, wildlife capturers, still life artists. Then there are those who work in the abstract end of it. My problem is that I like to take all of it. Whatever captures my eye for the moment. What stimulates my brain and yells to me to get the camera and soak in the light. Some days I wake up thinking about going somewhere and taking shots. Other days I've no idea what the lens will focus upon then click, something happens and demands itself to be recorded. How its recorded is what sets each of us apart as photographers. I guess it would be possible for two, three, four or more people to take the exact same photo. More than likely, though there would be some difference between the shots. Angle of perspective, point of view, close up, real close up (macro), wide angle; some sort of difference. However small, minute and subtle they might be, there would still be some difference. How the opportunity before the lens is interpreted by the person with the tool is based primarily on the persons viewpoint. As well as in life, that's what makes us individuals. But through it all I think there is one thing that makes the ultimate diffference and that would be the actual capture of the light present in the moment in time that is being photographed. After all, that is the basic, essence of what photography is: the capture of light. By the nature of its being, the capture of light also intrinsically becomes the capture of non-light; shadows. I really love to observe light / non-light. To see how it strikes objects and defines them. Highlights some or all of it. Brings out certain shapes, colors and textures. It makes things more dramatic. In the late afternoon the angle of the sun setting permits only certain amounts of light and scenes change completely from what they appeared earlier in the day. At night when the amount of light is diminished, I love to see what little light there is and how it does its magic on things it falls upon creating shadows and silhouettes out of everting. But my favorite time of all would have to be early morning. Coming out of the darkness. the light of day slowly, gradually increases. Again, a scene will take on a completely different feel than at any other time of day. If you think about it, it could actually be described as being polar opposite to late afternoon light. Yes, I love to watch light manifest then recede in its daily ritual. A natural extension of this love is to try to capture what I see or how it makes me feel, with my camera. Thinking about my camera it is actually just over one year since I purchased my DSLR. My profile page describes my cameratic evolution. To summarize I shot for a while with a 35mm camera but never got proficient enough to make myself happy. I bought a compact digital camera several years back and although I was intrigued by the digital process I never really took to the little fella. So last year I stepped up to the DSLR and really feel in love with photograhy anew. It allows me to express myself in a way that is internally rewarding. the ability to change the degree of light being recorded makes is such an enjoyable craft. I think I've recently become so much more adept at being able to look at a scene and think what settings it would take to capture the light in a manner as to put forth an image that almost comes from my mind's eye. Through it all and although I may still take pictures of every sort and manner, it