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Well, despite me not-so-very-happy mood, I can't take a break.
I confess... I'm addicted to photography. xD Kill me if that's a crime, but I can't take breaks like that .
So...back to the drawing board ^_^
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Oh no... FlickR is so mean! I can't post anymore photos because they will show just the last 200.. =((
"You've run into one of the limits of a free account. Your free account will only display the most recent 200 photos you've uploaded. All of your photos beyond 200 will remain hidden from view until you either delete newer photos, or upgrade to a Pro account.
None of your photos have been deleted, and if you upgrade, they'll all come back unharmed."
Mean! ..I don't have many chances to get a pro account..so...godbye to my old photos...:-(
Tires, a shoe and a spray paint can at the bottom of a pool at an abandoned recreation center in Victorville, CA.
These posters are all over around here. I've heard of people seeing them all over San Diego county, an area slightly larger than the States of Rhode Island and Delaware. Her parents still have hope, but think she was kidnapped. There is a website set up for her: www.bringamberhome.com/
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I made an installation of 185 leaves on which I printed the faces of missing people. The installation was part of a site specific exhibition by the collective ELEVEN+ in Queens Wood, London Highgate. I let the wind blow the leaves away throughout the day. People of all ages interacted with the work, picking the leaves up, playing with them, bringing them back or taking them away. I'd be interested to find out from anyone who has found and kept one: how is it doing (is it still intact, in bits, etc) and where exactly are you keeping it.
My precious Oscar has been missing for 8 days now. I had put him out in our back yard last week, Thursday to keep him safe. We had an electrician in and out of the house so i didn't want him to escape out the front dooor. Well around 4 my kids called and said they couldn't find him. We think he may have crawled back in through an open window and out the front door while no one was looking. I miss him sooo much. Not a day has gone by that i haven't cried. I have contacted the Humane Society, the Animal Shelter, the Veterinarians in our area, put up signs and posters and have not had one clue as to where he went or what happened to him.... I just needed to share..i am so sad
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Jan 24 2009 - Missing You - Press w/Pops and Martin
SLITZ Magazine
Photo by John Enar Karlsson
john_swedish@yahoo.com
8 years ago a suspected case of arson saw The Holme, by then empty for a year receive serious structural damage. The Holme, in it's current incarnation had been built around 1603, with later additions in 1854 taking place. The building is Grade II listed, and yet is seriously at risk of further collapse in parts. Floors are missing, and the the roof has half gone. Oak beams lie rotting on sodden floors which have collapsed in places. Fragments of glass remain in the windows and the building seems to be slowly filling up with tyres. Without intervention, this beautiful hall, which originally had priest holes to conceal members of the clergy in more troubled times, will be beyond survival.
8 years ago a suspected case of arson saw The Holme, by then empty for a year receive serious structural damage. The Holme, in it's current incarnation had been built around 1603, with later additions in 1854 taking place. The building is Grade II listed, and yet is seriously at risk of further collapse in parts. Floors are missing, and the the roof has half gone. Oak beams lie rotting on sodden floors which have collapsed in places. Fragments of glass remain in the windows and the building seems to be slowly filling up with tyres. Without intervention, this beautiful hall, which originally had priest holes to conceal members of the clergy in more troubled times, will be beyond survival.