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Usually running as 6C53 with a nuclear waste flask or two in tow, the Direct Rail Services Class 68s on this working from Crewe Coal Sidings to Sellafield British Nuclear Fuels Ltd were light engine running as 0C53. 68 033 lead the matching pair through Hartford station, with 68 003 "Astute" in tow.
"...Back on the train
I ask why did I come again
Can I confess? ..."
Everything but the girl - Missing
Explored # 199 14.12.09
Front row: Poe, Beezle Bub Beastly, & Dawn of the Dead
Middle row: Journey & Clarity
Back row: Onion, Luca, Peri, and Joey
*Missing from Photo: Cinder Soot
(Please excuse the hasty set-up...I used my daughter's Littlest Pet Shop storage case as a riser and forgot that it's transparent. This is one of the many reasons I will never be a professional photographer! lol)
This was taken on Greenwich Ave & W 12th.
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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 ...
قولوا لاهل ذيك المرابع والديار مانسينا الود لو حنا بعيد
miss you'll
Jassim
Khalid
Hamani
need you to remember that moment..
After missing an absolutely incredible Golden-winged Warbler out front a week or so ago (a great life bird with no camera) ... I finally charged up at least my tiniest Nikon camera. And look what was out front!
The fifth challenge of the "30 days creativity challenge" by Brooke Shaden was about dreams, daydreams and memories.
The Cathay, Singapore
Explore #17, August 03, 2009
A day without you is like a day without sunshine… I miss you…
Taken a month before I went back to Manila. Just thought of posting it here so I'd see her everytime I'm on flickr. :)
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Missing all my photo assignments from high school and the privilege of being given a studio at our fingertips! School has really been keeping me busy and need a splurge of photo again, so what is the simplest form of a photo? A self-portrait at a moment when I should be studying for my Japanese midterm (PART THREE TOMORROW). So this is me at my simplest.
speechless...still missing you....
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Tewksbury State Hospital
Tewksbury, MA
October 26, 2019
The hospital was established in 1852 as one of three state almshouses needed to help care for the unprecedented influx of immigrants into Massachusetts at that time. The almshouses were the Commonwealth's first venture into caring for the poor, a duty which had previously been carried out by the cities and towns. Opened on May 1, 1854 with a capacity for 500, the almshouse population grew to 668 by the end of the first week, and to over 800 by May 20th. By December 2, 1854, 2,193 "paupers" had been admitted. Nearly 90% of these listed European countries as their birthplace. The almshouse reported having 14 employees at that time, and was spending 94.5 cents per week per resident.
In 1866 the almshouse began accepting the "pauper insane" becoming the state's first facility to specifically accept cases with the diagnosis of chronic insanity. By 1874 the facility had become diversified: 40% was used as a mental illness ward, 27% as a hospital ward, and 33% as an almshouse. The chronically ill population continued to grow, alcoholics were admitted for treatment, and programs providing therapeutic industrial and occupational therapy were added in the 1870's. A Home Training School for Nurses was established in 1894, and the school became a full-fledged three-year program in 1898.
The most famous patient in the almshouse during the 19th century was Anne Sullivan, who later became the tutor and companion of Helen Keller. Anne Sullivan spent four years at the almshouse (1876-1880) before being transferred to the Perkins School for the Blind, now located in Watertown, Massachusetts. At age 20 she left the school to go to Helen Keller's home in Alabama. One of the buildings on today's Tewksbury Hospital Campus is named for Ms. Sullivan.
Reflecting its changing mission, the Tewksbury Almshouse became Tewksbury State Hospital in 1900, the Massachusetts State Infirmary in 1909, and Tewksbury State Hospital and Infirmary in 1938. Over the years, facilities were added for treating tuberculosis and other contagious diseases such as smallpox, venereal diseases and typhoid fever. Meanwhile it continued to serve as a last resort for many patients in need of shelter and supervised care, especially during the late 1920's and 1930's.
Missing In-J, that is. (Best viewed large.)
(I wanted to find a photo that I hadn't posted, yet one that In-J would like -- maybe she would say, "madness dude" -- and yet convey the hole she left. Flickr is a smaller place without her.)
View large: click B l a c k M a g i c .
No 52 Weeks photo as I'm not with Lisette- so this is my substitute 41/52 Weeks for Dogs: Lisette
I'm on vacation in NC, and Lisette and Jake are at camp in Florida - missing them very much.
Taken 5/10/10, Uploaded 10/15/10 , Signr72_550_TSLisetteLayersMouth2010 May 10_LisetteSunsetMushroom_5277
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Camara /Camera: Sony DSC-W120.
Objetivo / Lense: --
Models: Marinuska & Amayix
Location Conil de la Frontera (Cadiz)
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Comical Ned (with the funny shaped head) is trying to entice Farmer George and Hubert (the conversational Latin speaking horse) over for a lunchtime pint at the Jolly Farmer in the distance. But George is a busy man, as are all farmers and is not sure he has the time, for he needs to find a possible broken fence after some of his sheep were found propping up the bar in The Railway Hotel in Culmstock last night.
Driver Arthritic Arthur cries from the passing train to say that local creamery worker Deidre Dinkle, the flirty darling of the butter blending department is in the pub playing toad in the hole (quite how Arthur knows what the conversation is, I have no idea, but Arthur knows everybody and everything).
George has had a crush on Deidre for ages, and this might be a chance for him to finally ask her out for a ride on his brand new combine harvester. He might also find a couple more of his missing sheep, which means he can justify it as work whilst also satisfying his ongoing lust for love.
When I can, I bike the two miles into work from where I live on the mountainside, mostly downhill. What a strange, cold time it is to be biking this late in the year. When it comes to keeping warm, it's all about body temperature. You can go from zero to sweaty in sixty seconds. I passed a flag man with a Slow/Stop sign on my way into town. He turned it to Slow just as I was approaching and I shouted out as I zoomed by, "I'm not fast enough to be slow!"
There are times I feel that way, though my manic behavior and relentless conversation might seem to suggest otherwise. But the truth is, I spend a lot of time alone, a lot of long quiet nights and aimless wanderings through the countryside. I spend the last few hours of every night missing my wife, and the next hour or so before sleeping talking to her on the phone. You see, she's going to school in Chicago, so that she can work in a hospital and tell you what your unborn baby looks like (among other things). We won't be living together in what many people would consider "soon", but that doesn't bother me. What's important to me, more than anything else, is that she can do what she loves, like I do what I love.
I love to dream about her, but that doesn't happen often. My subconscious has other, stranger ideas, which I often turn into short stories that may or may not have a point. But if they do have a point (and I mean like an arrowhead or a spear) then it must be to drive me screaming into revelation, the honesty of self that hurts so much. I'm more honest now than I've ever been, but, oh, I'm dragging some shadows. People with darker insides might deny that, but denial won't get me or them any closer to the truth. That's what it's all about, the words, the images, the reason to wake up. I hope you're all feeling a little more awake these days.