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Its nearly 2 years since the passing of fellow Flickrite Charles Dawson.
In January 2019 the passing of Charles Dawson was announced by his family on his Twitter feed.
Twitter account:
Charles Dawson's photostream:
www.flickr.com/photos/charlie59/
I was stumped. I regarded myself as a friend to Charles, even though we never met in person. We'd shared photos, and conversed on Flickrmail. He still pops into my head everytime I see LEGO or an Eddie Stobart truck.
Sounds like Charles had a good send off.
www.facebook.com/events/626858097786121/
I succeeded in getting Charles' account to a "In Memoriam" status. Note the 'In Memoriam: Charles Dawson' title on his photostream. Many thanks to Flickr for allowing this feature. This means Charles' photos will remain here indefinitely - a fitting tribute.
I'm not sure what Charles would have made of the times we are living in, I hope he would take it with a sense of hope, and of course engage in photography and LEGO.
We miss you Charles.
for ODC Challenge -'Something Missing'
This is my spare car key. I'm looking, looking for my ring of keys.
I work in a library and at the beginning of December I saw this poster on our notice board. After Christmas I nearly removed the poster, but decided to keep it up a little longer.
In mid January I returned home from work one day and heard a cat crying at the neighbour's house which surprised me as they have a fierce dog.
Soon the cat was found in my garden and when I asked the neighbours to fetch their cat it transpired that it was a stray which they were just ignoring in the hopes that it would go away- or perhaps starve itself to death as they weren't feeding it. On seeing the cat- I remembered the advert for Harry the missing cat. I managed to feed the cat and my husband caught him- a quick phone call to the advertisers had them arriving in five minutes. They looked at the cat and pronounced him the missing Harry- a good six weeks after he had gone missing!! They lived at least a kilometer away from us and it is a mystery as to how Harry found his way to us unscathed.Why did he choose us- I was the only person who had seen the poster??
A tearful reunion followed. They told me that Harry was a wonderful, affectionate cat and that they had an autistic son who had a special bond with Harry.
They had had a most miserable Christmas.
They carried Harry home - I would have loved to have seen the reunion of the little boy and his friend Harry the cat- but suffice it to say- I got a lovely present and a wonderful card saying that the little boy walks round the garden with Harry in his arms, talking to him all the time- and the card has a drawing of Harry from the little boy.
So for once in this world of tragedies one little- or not so little- thing went well and I fell blessed to have been part of that.
Missing home
Missing the togtherness
Missing the evening tea times
Missing the hibiscus blooms ,that went into different urulis each day
Missing the flooring which helped me capture all the reflections in its true spirit
I miss each moment i spent ....
Moments spent in celebration..
Read celebrationsoflife.blogspot.com,my blog
Union Pacific AC44CW No. 7111 is missing part of its left wing. It appears to have vanished when the locomotive nose door was replaced. It is shown leading an eastbound CSX manifest freight in Union City, Ohio, on the Indianapolis Line.
This photo was taken on 41st Street, between Madison and Fifth Avenue.
The picture speaks for itself...
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This set of photos is based on a very simple concept: walk every block of Manhattan with a camera, and see what happens. To avoid missing anything, walk both sides of the street.
That's all there is to it …
Of course, if you wanted to be more ambitious, you could also walk the streets of Brooklyn, Queens, Staten Island, and the Bronx. But that's more than I'm willing to commit to at this point, and I'll leave the remaining boroughs of New York City to other, more adventurous photographers.
Oh, actually, there's one more small detail: leave the photos alone for a month -- unedited, untouched, and unviewed. By the time I actually focus on the first of these "every-block" photos, I will have taken more than 8,000 images on the nearby streets of the Upper West Side -- plus another several thousand in Rome, Coney Island, and the various spots in NYC where I traditionally take photos. So I don't expect to be emotionally attached to any of the "every-block" photos, and hope that I'll be able to make an objective selection of the ones worth looking at.
As for the criteria that I've used to select the small subset of every-block photos that get uploaded to Flickr: there are three. First, I'll upload any photo that I think is "great," and where I hope the reaction of my Flickr-friends will be, "I have no idea when or where that photo was taken, but it's really a terrific picture!"
A second criterion has to do with place, and the third involves time. I'm hoping that I'll take some photos that clearly say, "This is New York!" to anyone who looks at it. Obviously, certain landscape icons like the Empire State Building or the Statue of Liberty would satisfy that criterion; but I'm hoping that I'll find other, more unexpected examples. I hope that I'll be able to take some shots that will make a "local" viewer say, "Well, even if that's not recognizable to someone from another part of the country, or another part of the world, I know that that's New York!" And there might be some photos where a "non-local" viewer might say, "I had no idea that there was anyplace in New York City that was so interesting/beautiful/ugly/spectacular."
As for the sense of time: I remember wandering around my neighborhood in 2005, photographing various shops, stores, restaurants, and business establishments -- and then casually looking at the photos about five years later, and being stunned by how much had changed. Little by little, store by store, day by day, things change … and when you've been around as long as I have, it's even more amazing to go back and look at the photos you took thirty or forty years ago, and ask yourself, "Was it really like that back then? Seriously, did people really wear bell-bottom jeans?"
So, with the expectation that I'll be looking at these every-block photos five or ten years from now (and maybe you will be, too), I'm going to be doing my best to capture scenes that convey the sense that they were taken in the year 2013 … or at least sometime in the decade of the 2010's (I have no idea what we're calling this decade yet). Or maybe they'll just say to us, "This is what it was like a dozen years after 9-11".
Movie posters are a trivial example of such a time-specific image; I've already taken a bunch, and I don't know if I'll ultimately decide that they're worth uploading. Women's fashion/styles are another obvious example of a time-specific phenomenon; and even though I'm definitely not a fashion expert, I suspected that I'll be able to look at some images ten years from now and mutter to myself, "Did we really wear shirts like that? Did women really wear those weird skirts that are short in the front, and long in the back? Did everyone in New York have a tattoo?"
Another example: I'm fascinated by the interactions that people have with their cellphones out on the street. It seems that everyone has one, which certainly wasn't true a decade ago; and it seems that everyone walks down the street with their eyes and their entire conscious attention riveted on this little box-like gadget, utterly oblivious about anything else that might be going on (among other things, that makes it very easy for me to photograph them without their even noticing, particularly if they've also got earphones so they can listen to music or carry on a phone conversation). But I can't help wondering whether this kind of social behavior will seem bizarre a decade from now … especially if our cellphones have become so miniaturized that they're incorporated into the glasses we wear, or implanted directly into our eyeballs.
Oh, one last thing: I've created a customized Google Map to show the precise details of each day's photo-walk. I'll be updating it each day, and the most recent part of my every-block journey will be marked in red, to differentiate it from all of the older segments of the journey, which will be shown in blue. You can see the map, and peek at it each day to see where I've been, by clicking on this link
URL link to Ed's every-block progress through Manhattan
If you have any suggestions about places that I should definitely visit to get some good photos, or if you'd like me to photograph you in your little corner of New York City, please let me know. You can send me a Flickr-mail message, or you can email me directly at ed-at-yourdon-dot-com
Stay tuned as the photo-walk continues, block by block ...
it arrived with a message!
First time I have seen that stamp! LOL
Still missing 2 things from Dec sent from overseas :(
Hoping they arrive soon, too.
Since having got confidence to be out and about I have found dressing at home a bit less satisfying. Just wish could head out but just not really an option round where I live.
This photo was part of my myths, fairytales, and legends series. I did the fairytale Cinderella.
Film SLR- Coloring
On a walk around Mona Vale September 2022 Christchurch New Zealand.
Mona Vale, with its homestead formerly known as Karewa, is a public park of 4 ha in the Christchurch suburb of Fendalton. The homestead and gate house are both listed as heritage buildings with Heritage New Zealand. Wikipedia
Found glass negative. The sign reads: "A sign of missing manpower. 1(?) March 1918.
The last year of the First World War. Most men had been called up to the army so the women had to administer all work on the farm alone.
This sign has been missing a piece of its casing for about six months now (for awhile, the piece was hanging out next to the sign itself). I notified corporate, and hope they actually fix it!
On a side note, they REALLY need to focus on the landscaping here...looks very tacky!
After this morning I will be having some busy days. Company coming, and activities planned for the Fourth of July holiday. Have a good summer (or winter) weekend! And to you in Canada: Happy Canada day!!
Construction, Week 47
Heading over there, we find inconclusive evidence as to what's actually going on, save for the now-missing "coming soon" sign. Ah well – what's no help to the mystery is a big help in providing a view of the two finished gables :P
(c) 2016 Retail Retell
These places are public so these photos are too, but just as I tell where they came from, I'd appreciate if you'd say who :)
give me this. an agenda of nothings. blank lines, white space, empty seats. i want to open to a daze of stillness. get off here. let me be. can i ask a favour never asked before. stop. so i can build some more. no need to dot an i that doesn't need dotting. that line needs to be drawn first.
*or on the other hand we should dance because no one is around
April 13, 2016: "I'm living out the life that I've been given /
But baby I still wish you were mine."
I'm just missing my Orange Boy today.
We changed the layout of the living room this weekend and found his old toys under the sofa. Either Milk Dud or Cookie left them there.
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أموت من فرقاك واموت بلقاك
وأموت في جوارك وأموت لحنانك
كل قضاه يموت مره ويفداك
وأنا أموت ألفين مره عشانك
I found a stake labeled "missing stake", so I guess it isn't missing anymore. Or maybe it is really the mixing stake.
It is one of the stakes on Playalinda Beach that mark turtle nests. Next to it is a wire mesh that presumably helps protect the eggs.
This V-shaped memorial lists the names of the American dead and missing in the Vietnam conflict, which had embroiled the US between 1955 and 1973.
The cost of Vietnam War was huge for the US, as the rising manpower requirements eventually culminated in a mandatory draft, which proved deeply unpopular. Many Vietnam veterans suffered from severe post-traumatic stress disorder, and suffered even more when mental health programs were cut back in the 1980s. And despite the effort the US expended in order to contain the spread of Communism in Southeast Asia, it was in vain, as America's ally South Vietnam was corrupt to the core and lacked legitimacy. The US had to give up and withdraw in 1973, and South Vietnam fell in 1975.
(Of course, South Vietnam, now exiled in Southern California, would beg to disagree - and its own Vietnam War memorial in Westminster, California, carries that different tone.)
Just unpacked my BrickCon luggage and noticed that two of my MOCs (within the red box) are surprisingly absent.
I had not had the chance to do a photo-shoot for them before attending, so this image from Sir_Darc is the only good one I have.
Being the closest MOCs to the edge of the table, I have a strong suspicion that they walked out the door without my knowing, but any information is appreciated.