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my city is beautiful in all his difference, impossible to leave of here.
Podem falar o que quiser de São Paulo, ela é uma cidade maravilhosa de qualquer jeito, eu não consigo viver sem essa loucura toda =D
Today´s soundtrack: Dream Theater - As I Am
Don't
Tell me what's in
Tell me how to write
Don't tell me how to win
This fight
Isn't your life
It isn't your right
To take the only thing that's
Mine
Proven over time
It's over your head
Don't try to read between the
Lines
Are clearly defined
Never lose sight of
Something you believe in
Takin' in the view from the outside
Feeling like the underdog
Watching through the window I'm on the outside
Living like the underdog
I've been trying to justify you
In the end I will just defy you
To those who understand, I extend my hand
To the doubtful I demand, take me as I am
Not under your command, I know where I stand
I won't change to fit your man, Take me as I am
As I am
Still
Running uphill
Swimming against the current
I wish I weren't so
Fucked
Feels like I'm stuck
Lost in a sea of mediocrity
Slow down,
You're thinking too much
Where is your soul?
You cannot touch
The way I
Play
Or tell me what to say
You're in the way
Of all that I believe in
Takin' in the view from the outside
Feeling like the underdog
Watching through the window I'm on the outside
Living like the underdog
I've been wasting my breath on you
Open minds will descend upon you
To those who understand, I extend my hand
To the doubtful I demand, take me as I am
Not under your command, I know where I stand
I won't change to fit your plan, take me as I am
As I am
Yeah
As I am
Boa Quarta pra todo mundo !!!
in the nighttime, as if for the first time
look, and you might see
a glimpse of what could be
what would happen
when your eyes fell upon her
as if you first saw her?
From as early as June and July humpback whales (Megaptera novaeangliae) start to appear along the shores of South Africa and Mozambique after travelling thousands of kilometers from Antarctica. These massive on average 12 to 16 meter long mammals have only one goal and that is arriving on their mating and calving grounds as far up north as Kenya. This whale is a newborn humpback calf of about 6m in length.
Green Goal 2010 - South Africa World Cup Eco Route, Promoting responsible tourism in South Africa
Promoting responsible tourism in South Africa.
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In collaboration with Fair Trade in Tourism SA (http://www.fairtourismsa.org.za/) we will be exploring all types of responsible, community based and ecotourism activities such as mountain trekking, bushman cave paintings, off road 4x4, surfing, township tours, sustainable youth hostels, nature trails, mountain biking, safari, bird watching.
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Red Admiral still brightening the garden.
Thank you for your visit, comments or fave
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UnionDocs presents the first screening of the Optical Boundaries tour. This program features three filmmakers whose respective works explore a variety of environments as well as the formal properties of the film medium. Though working independently, their films culminate in an examination of the film material as a true document of past and present. Each artist calls attention to the process of separation and recombination through the use of discarded View-master cells, appropriated 16mm nature footage, and a kaleidoscopic amalgam of the new and old world.
Program runtime approximately 60 minutes.
HHOOWWLLby Steve Cossman
USA, 2010, 7 minutes, 16mm
Shot on a Kodak Cine II special effects camera, a collection of recognizable masks are captured and layered on film. The screaming colors fuse together in a choir of haunting forms, slipping and melting on the screens surface.
CRUSHERby Steve Cossman
USA, 2010 video transferred to 16mm
An unabridged photograph translated from its still print. Read left to right, pixel by pixel, CRUSHER mechanically sequences single color as single frame creating organic waves of color.
TUSSLEMUSCLE by Steve Cossman
USA, 2007-9, 5 minutes, 16mm
The work presented is a reflection on humanity’s ecological relationship and the ritual of restoration. The violent pulse speaks with a sense of urgency and chaotic struggle while the hypnotic arrangement keeps us in blinding awe us to its condition. TUSSLEMUSCLE is composed of 7,000 single frames, which were appropriated from view-master reel cells. Each frame was hand-spliced to create a linear film-strip.
tonal tide by Ross Nugent
USA, 2009,9 minutes, 16mm
This camera-less film was conceived as a darkroom performance to expose the potential and vulnerability of the color film stock at hand. Both the image and sound were created by flashing raw stock; a peculiar pattern emerged in the soundtrack area as light was scattered by the edge of the film base.
Spillway Study/ Carpe Diez by Ross Nugent
USA, 2010, 8 minutes, 16mm
This three-projector piece was created as a color separation project using 16mm Kodachrome nature photography footage from the late ‘70s as its source. The original was optically printed onto three strands and arranged to simultaneously abstract and call attention to the forces at hand. Using a primary color filter on each projector (R-G-B) and some precise hand-jiving, I combine the images and tease out a range colors.
Sahara Mosaic by Fern Silva
USA, 2009, 10 minutes, 16mm
An orientalist kaleidoscope that constitutes a geographically complex yet cinematic whole. From Egypt to Las Vegas: the old and the new world are reflected and doubled in this experimental travelogue.
Steve Cossman received his BFA in Sculpture from Albright College and went on to study Animation in the Czech Republic at FAMU. After returning to the United States, he worked as artist assistant to John Chamberlain from 2006-2009 during which his focus turned primarily to film and video work. Currently he lives and works in Brooklyn, NY. There he is founder/director of Mono No Aware, an ‘annual exhibition of expanded cinema’ showcasing contemporary artists who incorporate live projections as part of their work. Cossman believes that ‘time is constantly moving within a framework of units and that this irrepressible motion is the nexus of human experience’. Working to create a resonating interval, he often re-structures a familiar sequence within a patterned visual language causing the viewer to give thought to established perceptional relationships. Recent film screenings of his work include Ann Arbor Film Festival, Chicago Underground Film Festival, Milwaukee Underground Film Festival, Seattle International Film Festival, and VideoEx in Zurich. His work can be found in the collections of the University of Seattle, WA, University of Hartford Art School, and The Len Lye Foundation, New Zealand. A solo show of his video works will be held in March 2011 at Trinity College, CT.
Ross Nugent hails from wilds of Western Pennsylvania. He earned a BA in Film Studies at the University of Pittsburgh and studied film and video production at Pittsburgh Filmmakers, where he began working in media exhibition in 2003. Ross served as the Exhibition Coordinator from 2005-2008, and matriculated to the University of Wisconsin-Milwaukee to pursue an MFA in Film. He is also the Program Manager of the UWM Union Theatre, the Faculty Advisor for the Milwaukee Underground Film Festival, and an instructor in the Film Dept.
His film, video, installation, and sculptural work is rooted in using process-oriented techniques of film production, including contact and optical printing, and examines nostalgia and decay as mediated through cinema. Poetic gestures emerge through hand-manipulation of film material, which serves as the impetus for many of his artistic endeavors. His current work includes live cinema projects. Exhibitions of these multi-projector performances include The Museum of Modern Art (NYC) as part of a group show utilizing Analyst projectors, Mono No Aware (NYC), and recently at the Onion City Experimental Film and Video Festival (Chicago).
Since 2005, Fern Silva has been an active filmmaker whose personal journeys and impulsery disposition give rise to his visionary process. He has created a body of film, video, and projection work that conveys a congruent existence through the aesthetics of reflections and detriments within controlled microcosms. His work has been screened and performed at various festivals, galleries, and cinematheques including International Film Festival Rotterdam, New York Film Festival, Anthology Film Archive, Images Festival, IndieLisboa International Film Festival, Bangkok Experimental Film Festival, Biennale Bandits-Mages Festival, Roulette Gallery, Millennium Film Workshop, White Box Gallery, 119 Gallery, and P.S.1. Fern Silva is from central Connecticut, he received a BFA from Massachusetts College of Art and his MFA from Bard College. Fern will be screening two works as part of this years Views from the Avant-Garde.
As I was lining up the shots I was taking of this scene, this young man came up and asked me if I would take some shots of this brush he was putting on the market. I think for an ad he could use. Although I have never done this sort of thing, I agreed. He presumed I was an expert photographer from the way I was taking those shots and, I suppose, could take these shots no problem. So, I tried and made him the center of attention rather than just shooting the brushes.
As igrejas em Paraty eram segmentadas pela cor da pele: a igreja de Santa Rita era para os mulatos libertos, a de Nossa Senhora do Rosário e São Benedito era para os negros, a de Nossa Senhora das Dores era para a elite branca e a Matriz de Nossa Senhora dos Remédios destinada aos trabalhadores e pescadores brancos.
A igreja da Santa Rita, foi aberta ao público em 30 de junho de 1722, tornando-se a mais antiga igreja de Paraty devido às demolições da Capela de São Roque, das antigas igrejas Matriz e da igreja de Nossa Senhora do Mamanguá.
Lúcio Costa, o arquiteto que ajudou a projetar a cidade de Brasília, considerou esta a mais bela arquitetura religiosa da cidade, sendo interessante observar os detalhes trabalhados do gradil da sacada interna, o trabalho na madeira das portas e dos altares colaterais, o galo marcador de vento na torre externa e o relógio na fachada. Numa construção anexa à igreja, está o cemitério da Irmandade em estilo columbário (com tumbas embutidas), construído no século XIX. Existe nesse anexo um poço de água transparente que muitos acreditam ser milagrosa. Assim como todas as igrejas de Paraty, esta possui fachada voltada para o mar. Atualmente a Igreja da Santa Rita vem sendo utilizada para concertos, peças de teatro, exposições e conferências. Nos fundos da igreja está o Museu de Arte Sacra.
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The Main Church is located in front of the square with the same name and has an important construction in a style called “maneirístico”. The work was not finished due to lack of resources. In the front façade, it is observed that the two towers were not finished, being small for the church size and, at the backward, stones are highlighted from the external columns, indicating that it would be built more walls. In 1863, the emperor D. Pedro II visited Paraty and registered on his diary about this church. “It is big and there aren’t towers and place for the priest meeting. Ask for help (financially)to Province” . Inside the church, we can find saints image from the centuries XVII,XVIII and XIX, among others and São Roque (the oldest image, originated from the first chapel of the village), São Miguel das Almas, São Francisco, Senhor dos Passos, Nossa Senhora das Dores and Sagrado Coração de Jesus. In the high-altar is the Protector Saint Nossa Senhora dos Remédios , surrounded by her parents, Santana and São Joaquim. Next to the entrance, in the left side, there is the baptistery with baptismal sank made of marble.
The Santa Rita church was opened for the public in 30th of June of 1722, becoming the oldest church of Paraty due to the demolitions of São Roque Church, of Main Church and Nossa Senhora do Mamanguá.
Lucio Costa, the architect who helped to plan the Brasilia city, considered this the most beautiful religious architecture of the city, being interesting to note the detailed of the grids and internal balcony, the work made of wood in doors and form the side ateliers, the cock which marks the wind in the external tower and the façade clock. In a construction attached to the church, is the Irmandade cemetery in “columbário” style (with tombs inserted), constructed in the century XIX. There is in this annex, a transparent water well which many people believe to be miraculous. So, as all Paraty churches, this one has a façade oriented to the sea. Nowadays, the Santa Rita church has been used for concerts, theater pieces, expositions and conferences. In the back part of the church has the Sacred Art Museum.
Hors d'oeuvre Perile’
All in all it had been the most charming of social occasions. He congratulated himself as he watched the gorgeous young thing in the perfectly lovely green French cut satin dress swish her way up the cobblestone path, heading back to the large manor house where the party was still in full swing. He stood up from the bench, seat still warm from where she had been sitting next to him, and continued to watch as he smiled in pleasant recollection of the evening so far…..
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Préalable
He had purposefully arrived late, giving his fellow guests plenty of time to enjoy their cocktails, wine and champagne. He was delighted to see that the group had indeed unknowingly followed his plan by freely imbibing! The great hall was positively buzzing with a score of overly happy couples chatting away. In the ballroom, half as many were gaily dancing, presenting a delightful montage of crisp black tuxes and colourfully dyed, rustling gowns and long fluttering dresses. And everywhere was the sparkling of jewels, some extravagantly large, and many expensively small, flickering and sparkling merrily from various points of interest from the rather fetching figures of the many pretty females who wore them.
He looked around, pulling back his tux jackets sleeves so his wrists were free, unencumbered for when the time came to put his hands to work. It happily did not take long for that to happen.
He soon spied a group of 2 males and 3 ladies chatting merrily by the huge oak fireplace. The large fire It contained, added an entertaining crackling scene as he approached. A passing waiter held a tray of drinks in his hand, and he had snatched one off, carrying it over to the group. He stood on the fringe, listening in for a minute to acquire the lay of the land. He soon joined in, telling a joke along the lines of their topic of conversation. He made his French accent even thicker, knowing how the English Ladies seemed to swoon when he employed it. He was soon one of the group, a waiting wolf amongst the curelessly bleating, well-dressed sheep. The waiter came around again, and he had set his glass ( untouched) on an oak coffee table, and helped pass them around. As he handed one of the ladies her drink, he had tripped a little, placing his hand upon the wrist she held at her bosom to steady himself, looking her in the eyes as she took the offered drink in her other hand, concerned that he had hurt himself. He apologised profusely at his clumsiness, then stepped back as she giggling accepted. He retrieved his glass and offered a toast. As they all raised their glasses and drank, he took his leave and scurried off. He looked back, the group was still chatting away happily, and the lady he had handed a glass of champagne to, was not yet noticing that her amazingly bright emerald and pearl bracelet had vanished from her gloved wrist.
He meandered over to the Ballroom, stopping to watch the few couples lingering as they awaited the next dance. The Orchestra was tuning up, preparing for a cotillion, something he fancied, a great dance for someone of his unique abilities to make a few “acquisitions”. As the music began he watched with interest the 60 or so guests that began the dance. In the vibrantly swirling mass he managed to pick out quite a few enchanting baubles worn by the gaily bedecked females. He bided his time, and when an opening presented itself, he inserted himself and joined in with the dancers as they moved in the tempo of the spirited music switching partners frequently. In a fast few minutes of the music, as he found himself partnered with 20 or so pretty females, some of them, by design, more than once.
It was from this select few that he managed to part from their persons a total of: 4 gemmed bracelets, half as many cocktail rings, and a dazzling ruby pendent and its chain of sparkling diamond chips! The dance ended all too soon, in his opinion, for the pickings had been altogether too easy, and there were more than a few with pretty jewels he would have liked to have held in his arms. As the boke off, he accepted an even dozen feminine hands gratefully thanking him for the dance( lifting a 3rd ring in the process!)
He then left the ballroom, walking backwards as he watched over the dissembling guests for any signs of discontent. It all appeared normal with them, no one as of yet realizing that some of them had been “pickpocketed.” He stopped and retrieved his drink from a table, still watching the ballroom, scanning the exits in case he needed to make a quick retreat.
When he turned back around he almost collided with an older lady with her long hair piled up and held up by a glittering tiara, who had been standing behind him. Her still quite perky figure was fetchingly clad in a long slithering dress of deep purple silk, with a brite glossy sash of deeper purple satin wrapped around her waist and tied in the back with a smart bow held by a rhinestone clip.
On the cuff, he asked her if she was free to dance. She delightfully was, and accepting his offer, held out her gloved hand. Sitting down his glass with a flourish, he took that hand with its well ringed fingers, into his and led her off. She elegantly picked up her dress with her other hand, and as she did he had a few seconds to admire and appraise the ladies dazzling “affichage de bijoux”. The new dance was a waltze, something he excelled at. And she allowed him to lead her, dancing about with the other couples, as he gracefully twirled her around. He would have preferred a tango, for her necklace, a collar of diamonds in a lace pattern, was quite valuable. But he made do with the waltz, managing to lift her equally dazzling brooch from the front of the wide shiny purple satin sash tied around her waist. The music ended, and he kissed her hand as she curtsied, giving him the opportunity to slip a glittering cocktail ring off from one of her long fingers. He then led her off the floor, offering to go get her a drink (with the intention of not coming back) but she had other plans….
Now, as they had danced, he had half listened to her prattle on about her niece, a lonesome soul who had recently had had her engagement broken off, for his attention focused mostly on the task of acquiring his pretty partners jewels! So instead of being able to make his escape by going off for drinks, he found his arm taken by the lady in purple silk and led him off to an area set aside as a sitting lounge for the ladies (the men’s smoking chamber being upstairs). It was there that they came upon a small, lithely shaped creature with loose sheets of long ginger coloured hair falling along her shoulders and back. She was sitting by herself, drinking a cocktail, her third by the number of empty glasses sitting upon the table at her arm. She was encased in a long slinking pretty French gown of green satin that fell quite nicely along her well-endowed figure, before pooling around at the feet of her matching satin high heels.
Her Auntie introduced them, and the niece offered her hand in cheerful greeting. She didn’t seem appear that she was in despair over her broken engagement atoll, he thought as he took her gloved hand, holding down her fingers as he curtly bowed and kissed the hands glossy gloved back side. He looked down upon the niece, she was wearing a choker of diamonds around her throat, and long dangling waterfall earrings cascading down from her ears. A long diamond pin was attached to the v in the “Décolletage” of her gown. Her gloved hands were free of rings and bracelets. But still, all in all, a quite vexing package indeed!
The Aunt, meanwhile, was arranging for them to dance. The Niece did seemed coyly reluctant at first, like she was thinking of a way out of it. But when the orchestra started to tune up for the next dance, a obviously a welcomed foxtrot, He poured on the charm, and broke through her resistance. And he gallantly gave her his hand and lifted her from her seat, to the squealing delight of the lady’s aunt in the deep purple silk dress. He nodded to the Auntie as he led her niece off, his eyes traveling back to his fetching partner’s throat. The diamond choker that encircled it would be a welcomed addition to this evening’s cueillette’!
She was a brilliant dancer, surprisingly spirited and nimbly quick. Thus he was unable to find an opening to acquire the lass’s sparkling trinket that adorned her throat. So he waited for his opportunity, figuring the next dance should be a slow one. He was right on the money and invited her join him in the slow dance he had anticipated. She most willing went into his arms, giving herself up to him 100 percent. At one point she looked up into his eyes, a look that told him she was falling to his charms. He cupped his hands to her face, lifting her head so it tilted up at him, and as she sighed deeply, he stroked his fingers through her hair, while slickly, and without shame, relieving her ears of their stunningly dangling diamond earrings in the process.
He was immensely pleased with himself upon his daring acquisition, and as the music faded off, he thought that that would be the end of things, and he prepare to take his immediate leave of the premises. But she apparently had garnered other thoughts, asking him if he wished to take a stroll with her outside in the extended gardens that surrounded the sprawling old estate proper. He looked down sweetly upon her, his eyes soaking in her gorgeously sparkling necklace which still was a vex for him, and told her sweetly he would like nothing more. As he followed her wonderfully swishing figure towards the double doors leading to a cement patio, he liberated a bottle of wine and two glasses from a servant’s cart. He followed her out onto the wide patio and down the sweeping steps that led into the hedged, proper English gardens below.
She led him to an old stone bench in a quite secluded corner, and alcove almost boxed in by a thick hedgerow. He couldn’t have picked a better spot himself, and he smiled, for fortune appeared to be with him that evening, “fortune semblait être avec lui ce soir-là” ! She motioned him to sit next to her, and he smiled, opening the wine, and pouring it. Handing her a glass he slipped in next to her. He prepared to falsely lead the damsel into believing he was falling under her spell, and as she did, taking the opportunity to relive this little one of her remaining jewels!
She snuggled up against him, her quite warm figure a pleasure to experience. She started to chatter, almost nervously, definitely coyly, as he noticed the pulsating rhythm of her heart beating into his side, she was certainly excited about something. She rather impishly told him a rather delightful little tale about an antique postcard that her aunt had in the library. A youth was sitting on a bench next to a pretty girl, a book on his with the title” The Jungle Book”. He was asking the damsel if she liked Kipling? She was looking up at him mischievously, why “I don’t know, you naughty boy, I’ve never kippled!”
He chuckled at this, pulling out a handkerchief form his pocket to wipe some imagined thing off her dress. She looked down at the spot( nothing had been there) and he used the distraction to finish slipping off the necklace whose clasp he had flicked open as she had told the punch line of her story.
Placing The necklace into a vest pocket, where it rested with the some of the other jewels he had purloined earlier that evening, including this one’s earrings. He now focused on her long glittery diamond pin.
He stood and refilled their glass’s for a third time( he had been spilling most of his out in a rose bush behind the bench as they had sat). He regained his seat, placing an arm around her, and she laid her hand upon his chest, burrowing in. She was becoming quite intoxicated and he knew the time was as ripe as it was becoming short. He laid his other hand on her lap, and she shivered as he murmured some French sayings in her ear,(including his favourite ” La nuit tous les chats sont gris.”)
He took advantage of the opening and feeling upwards cupped the pin as it hung down, feeling its clasp with his long nimble fingers, he waited. At that point she looked up into his eyes and slipped her hand around his waist. It was while she did this that he popped open the clasp, and slipped off the diamonded pin from the unwary girls rather scintillating gown.
He held onto the pin behind her back as they hugged. He could still feel the deliciousness of her heart beating rapidly, and knew his was also, but not for the reason she was thinking. He now had all her jewels, and as his eyes were focused on her glittering pin that he was admiring in his hand that held it above her back, , his mind was on escape.
Finally the wine had its desired effect upon the pretty, naively innocent, niece. With a wistful sigh, she rose, straightening her gown as she elegantly made her apologies, she needed to visit the ladies parlour to powder her nose. She sheepishly asked if he would wait. He rose an told her he would wait until the end of time( or for as long as he was in her sight). She hugged him, throwing her entire squirming being behind it.
They parted and she tuned and pertly swished off, her gown delightfully moving along her figure, brightly iridescent, as she swayed her way back down the moonlit path.
He rubbed a finger along his thin moustache as he enjoyed the show she was putting on. He had entirely beguiled that one he mused. It wasn’t until she gained the porch stair way that he moved. He turned away, and made his way down the path heading off out of the gardens. Gloating over how he had managed to pluck her ripe figure of all its valuable ornaments.. His hand automatically went into his vest pocket to finger his haul. Suddenly his whole demander changed, the pocket was empty! He quickly felt along his body, all of his pockets here empty. Pipe, Pouch, silver lighter, billfold and gold pocket watch, even the ruby pin from his knotted cravat, as well as all of the ladies jewels he had been removing with such panache all evening, all were gone, all without him ever feeling a thing!
He relieved he had been picked clean, obviously by the young niece! and turning he looked back spying that said niece standing at the top of the cement patio’s stairway watching him, catching his eye, she raised a finger, scolding him like one would an errant child, before turning with a purposeful, flaunting with a swirling of her green satin gown, and disappearing inside with a an air of obviously self-pleasure. Who was this child, with fingers even more nimble than the great Arsene’ Lupin?, he thought cockily.
He raised an imaginary glass to the closing door as the last of her fluttering gown slipped through it. Checkmate on me, my lady, he thought, Smiling whimsically as he turned away and stole away into the night. But still, he could not help but wonder, was she going keep those jewels to all to herself and let him take the blame?
He turned a corner of a hedge path and stopped immediately. Staring straight ahead, in his astonishment, he thought drolly to himself, if he had to start a new meal, might as well begin with Hors d'oeuvre. For there, at the end of the path, stooping over as she smelled a rose from a bush located by an exit, was a jewelled vision of pure loveliness.
Her hair was elegantly held back by a gloved hand with a wrist and fingers sparkling with a frenzy of coloures, said moon having had just now peeked from the cloud where it had been hiding.
He walked up to her, softly on the pads of his feet. She wasn’t to know that there was now someone else on the path behind her until his hands were in position to strike….
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Perile watched as the nice Frenchman walked off. He had ben ever so charming, couldn’t apologize enough for starling her as he had. He had taken her hand, kissing it as he had asked her name. He than gave him hers, thanking her for the honour that was his to give it. Arsene he announced with a flourish as he bowed to her. She has shivered, how so she loved the romantic sounding French language.
He soon turned a corner and was lost out of site. Perile stood there dazed for a full 3 minutes, her mind wondering. Her satin gloved hand which she had been holding upon her ample bosom, now moved up to her throat to take care of an itch. Suddenly she froze, finding her neck bare, she looked down, her diamond and ruby pendeant was no longer dangling down the glossy front of her eal gown. She bent under the rose bush to look for it, pulling up on the lower branches, as she did, she saw with a gasp that her large gemmed cocktail ring was also gone from her index finger. It was not until sometime later that she membered it was the vey hand and finger the charming Frenchman had ever so elegantly kissed!
Chichester Cathedral, formally known as the Cathedral Church of the Holy Trinity, is the seat of the Anglican Bishop of Chichester. It is located in Chichester, in West Sussex, United Kingdom. It was founded as a cathedral in 1075. I visited again on the 28th of July 2021. Had a nice walk around inside the cathedral and around the outside too where the changing clouds made an interesting backdrops
Taken as promos for Raven's Way Back Wednesday show at Phoenix, where she will be DJing every week, both in and out of drag.
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The Melbourne Rectangular Stadium (commercially known as AAMI Park[2]) is an outdoor sports stadium nearing completion on the site of Edwin Flack Field on Olympic Boulevard in the Sports and Entertainment Precinct, in inner Melbourne, Australia. Conceived in the unsuccessful 2004 bid for a Super 12 rugby franchise [3], it will host the Melbourne Storm (NRL), Melbourne Rebels (Super 15), and A-League team Melbourne Victory sharing home games with Docklands Stadium.
When finished the stadium will complement Melbourne's existing sporting infrastructure, which has lacked a state of the art, purpose built rectangular stadium. Melbourne's largest stadiums- the MCG, Docklands Stadium and Princes Park although oval shaped and best suited to Australian rules football and cricket, have been preferred to the aging Olympic Park for premier association football (soccer), rugby league and rugby union many times.
The stadium is scheduled to host its first match on 7th May 2010, the rugby league ANZAC Test between Australia and New Zealand.[4]
After being referred to as Melbourne Rectangular Stadium during its construction, the ground was officially named AAMI Park on March 16, 2010, in an eight year sponsorship deal with the insurance firm.[5]
The new stadium will feature a distinctive "Bioframe" design, with a geodesic dome roof covering much of the seating area, whilst still allowing light through to the pitch.
The exterior of the stadium will also be covered in thousands of LED lights, which could be programmed to display a variety of patterns and images, setting it on par with the Beijing National Aquatics Center and Allianz Arena.[6]
The stadium will include training facilities and office accommodation for Melbourne Storm, Melbourne Victory, Melbourne Football Club, the Victorian Rugby Union, the Victorian Olympic Council, Olympic Park Sport Medicine Centre, and Tennis Victoria. The stadium will be used by the Melbourne Demons as their administration headquarters. The team had wanted the stadium completed by 2008 to coincide with its 150th anniversary. It will also house public bars and cafes, 24 corporate boxes, a dining room with a capacity of 1000 people, a gym and lap pool.
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todo mundo já viu aquela berinjela na revista, mas resolvi adaptar o projeto e fazer uma pêra-alfineteiro! vou tentar fotografar as etapas
As always, Dorset's Jurassic coast is spectacular. And it sometimes offers a visual demonstration of the science of meteorology.
This was early afternoon, today. The most air is being forced up over the cliffs by the sw'ly wind, condensing as it cools and forming orographic clouds.
As "Amigas Arteiras" preparararam esta exposição de chaveiros, guirlandas e vários outros objetos de decoração com motivo natalino elaborados em tecido e material natural. Alguns deles em fuxico.
What we today call 'Frangipani' or 'Plumeria' hails originally from Central America, notably southern Mexico. It was given its Latin name by Joseph Pitton de Tournefort (1656-1708) and Carolus Linnaeus for the "King of Botany", Charles Plumier (1646-1704), who'd been a star pupil of Tournefort's and had given an early description of this marvellous shrub or tree.
But Plumier was not the first to have described our shrub. The first account which reached Europe about it dates from the middle of the sixteenth century. It is found in the writings of two Aztec converts to Christianity. In 1521 the important Aztec city of Tlatelolco (now part of Mexico City) had fallen to the Spaniards under Hernán Cortés. Very soon afterwards, a Christian mission was established and one of its first tasks was to educate the indigenous people to the culture of Christianity. To that end a Colegio Imperial de Santa Cruz was established under Franciscan authority. It was here that Martinus de La Cruz and Juan Badiano - both converts - set about writing in Nahuatl and Latin an herbal of Aztec medicine. This herbal arrived in Europe in 1551/1552, generated some interest but then remained obscure until it was rediscoverd in the 1920s. The manuscript and another work of the same kind are two of the most important sources for the botany but also the anthropology and language (and much more) of the Aztecs.
The herbal describes two kinds of what we call Plumeria or Frangipani: Cacaloxochitl and Tlalcacaloxochitl. The first is probably Plumeria rubra or acutifolia, the second possibly pudica or inodora. The Aztecs apparently greatly favored Cacaloxochtitl, because of its wonderful fragrance. Even in the rain, the flowers in this photo emitted a lovely, sweet yet soft smell.
The raindrops might be taken as just as many reminders of the terrible fate of the many thousands of Aztecs at the hands of the Spanish conquerors. As evening falls...
The San Antonio River Walk (also known as Paseo del Río) is a network of walkways along the banks of the San Antonio River, one story beneath downtown San Antonio, Texas. Lined by bars, shops and restaurants, the River Walk is an important part of the city's urban fabric and a tourist attraction in its own right.
Today, the River Walk is an enormously successful special-case pedestrian street, one level down from the automobile street. The River Walk winds and loops under bridges as two parallel sidewalks lined with restaurants and shops, connecting the major tourist draws from the Alamo to Rivercenter mall, to the Arneson River Theatre close to La Villita, to HemisFair Park, to the Tower Life Building, to the San Antonio Museum of Art, and the Pearl Brewery. During the annual springtime Fiesta San Antonio, the River Parade features flowery floats that literally float.
(Via Wikipedia - Link Below)
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Millions of people visit the River Walk each year to enjoy this unusual urban sanctuary that winds along the San Antonio River in central San Antonio, one story below the bustling street level. Restaurants, galleries and shops line the banks of the downtown River Walk while the north and south banks of the River are less commercial.
The lush landscapes, quaint pathways, tinkling waterfalls, quiet pools, outdoor art and relaxing outdoor patios evoke the renowned public spaces of Europe.
(Via Visit San Antonio - Link Below)
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The River Walk History
The Historic Events from 1536 to 1792
In Texas, water has been a lifeline for many generations for centuries past. The San Antonio River is a source of a South Texas Treasure, The San Antonio River Walk. Development of San Antonio and its most popular tourism attraction have come along way together.
1536
Alvar Nuñez Cabeza de Vaca, a shipwrecked captive of Indians, visits the interior of Texas, sees and describes the River.
1691
June 13. Domingo Teran de los Rios, first Governor of the new Province of Texas, accompanies Father Damian Massanet on his return trip to East Texas. Camping at a rancheria of Payaya Indians on a stream called Yanaguana, someone said "let's celebrate mass and rename the stream 'San Antonio' because it is Saint Antony's day"
1709
The Espinoza-Aguirre-Olivares expedition stops at the springs which Father Espinosa names San Pedro. Father Olivares notes the river as a good site for later missions.
1716
The Spanish Council of war approves a site on the San Antonio River for a fortified presidio (fort). The Domingo Ramon expedition, accompanied by the trader St. Denis from Louisiana (who had come to the site two years previous) establishes a presidio on the river. This same council also approves the request by Father Olivares to establish a mission at the site.
1718
Martin de Alarcon, Governor of Texas, reinforces the presidio. Its ten soldiers and their families are recognized as the beginning of the villa. Alarcon names the presidio San Antonio de Bejar in honor of the Duque de Bejar, the viceroy's brother, who died a hero's death defending Budapest from the Turks in 1686.
The Mission of San Francisco de Solano is moved from the Rio Grande to merge with Mission San Antonio de Padua. Father Olivares renames his merged mission Mission San Antonio de Valero. The presidio, the villa and the mission comprise the municipality named San Antonio de los Llanos (of the Plains) by Governor Alarcon.
1719
Mission San Antonio moves to its second site on the east bank near the present day St. Joseph's Church on Commerce.
1720
Mission San Jose y San Miguel de Aguayo is founded by Father Margil de Jesus, who names it in honor of San Juse, San Miguel and Gov. Aguayo (Jose de Azlor y Vlrto de Vera, the Marquis de Aguayo, appointed Governon of Texas and Coahuila in 1719.) Olivares protests Its closeness to Mission San Antonio. Captain Alazan lays out the 10 leagues distance between the missions required by the Laws of the Indies in order to give it the protection of the presidio
1721
The Marquis de Aguayo moves the presidio San Antonio de Bejar to Its present site on the Plaza de Armas, where permanent-quarters are constructed for the soldiers. In 1726 the settlement population is 200, Including 45 military and their families.
1723
May 10. The King of Spain issues a royal cedula ordering that 400 families be transported from the Canary Islands for the purpose of establishing a civil settlement in the vicinity of the Presidio de Bejar.
1724
Mission San Antonio is moved to its third and final site on Alamo Plaza because of hurricane flooding at the previous site.
1727-1744
Acequia Madre de Valero/Alamo Ditch is begun from the east side of the San Antonio River, south of the springs and north of the present day Witte Museum/Alligator Gardens building.
1729
The first 15 Canary Island families, of the 400 slated, begin their trip to the Presidio San Antonio. The King completely funds their journey via Havana and Vera Cruz; then overland to their new homes, providing detailed provisions for their final destination at the Presidio San Antonio.
1731
March 9. The 15 families, plus 1 bachelor, arrive at the presidio to establish the first legally recognized civil settlement. The call It Villa de San Fernando In honor of King Ferdinand II.
1731-1739
San Jose Acequla constructed.
1731-1745
Espada Dam, Acequia and Aqueduct constructed. Still in use.
1734
The cornerstone of San Fernando Church (later Cathedral) is laid.
1736
Construction of the first bridge to span the San Antonio River, connecting the Presidio with Mission San Antonio, at site of the present Commerce St. bridge.
1738
Acequla Principal/San Pedro Ditch begun, diverting water from San Pedro Creek and returning it to San Antonio River south of downtown. It was sited on the ridgellne separating the San Pedro Creek and the San Antonio River watersheds. Water could be drawn-from both sides of the ditch.
1778
Beginning of American Revolution. Acequia Labor Arriba/Upper Labor Ditch is begun, diverting water from the west side of the river south of Hildebrand and terminating in the Acequla Principal near 5 points.
1792
All the missions are closed down by order of the Spanish government. Their lands are distributed to the mission Indians attached to the compounds
(Via The San Antonio Riverwalk - Link Below)
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The Paseo del Rio Association is a non-profit organization founded in 1968 to promote and support the San Antonio River Walk, the number one tourist attraction in Texas.
Paseo Del Rio Association
110 Broadway
Suite #500
San Antonio, TX 78205
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Isaiah 1:18
Come now, and let us reason together, says the LORD:
though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white
as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall
be as wool."
That's how great God is !
He is AMAZING and
because He loved you, if only
you listen to His instructions .
The devil makes us feel deeply unworthy of forgiveness
because all he wants is for us to be damned and lost all along with him
and his minions. The devil offers you a different way which may look
pleasant but so away from the path of our creator.
Asking forgiveness isn't calling to submit to a religion.
Religion failed and religion would not make you saved .
Most about religion are all bunch of
man-made doctrines and rituals .
Jesus is the forgiveness of sins and having Him, accepting Him
as our personal saviour , our bondage of sin and however great
and extremely dark they are , Jesus will break it for us and set us free !
Christianity isn't about religion .
Come out of your damning religion , rather establish
your personal relationship with Jesus ( Yashua )
If you have Jesus in your heart, seeking Him
and having a relationship with Him
then you are set free !
His blood sacrifice on the cross has set
you free !
BE SET FREE !
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SIGNS OF THE END OF DAYS
There will be the time this posting and sharing about
the grace and love of God has to stop even all my postings be deleted.
But while there is this time I'll keep on.
We are on the timeline my friends, if you don't wake up
now how much more it'll come a shock to wake unprepared
and sitting on false hopes . The prophetic Bible prophesies is right
happening on our faces right now, wake up !
.
*Daniels 70 WEEKS unsealed! HUGE SECRET about Jesus
This Peace process with Israel at the centre is about to happen.
With the world against Israel . Whoever divides the covenant land
of God, God himself will
cut those nations into pieces, not my words, read the Bible !
Sudden massive destruction seem to be looming .
"Will Peace Process Bring About War?"
A fellow christian reflection of the times we are in:
Can we not tell the time , when all these things not only tolerated but
legally accepted and practiced ? When good is thought as evil and
what is dark and evil is thought to be good and accepted .
Just check it out !
The Days of Sodom and Gomorrah
The great deception is about to be unveiled.
The Tribulation is close. It will be a trouble not ever happened
since the beginning of time , and not ever to happen again.
Think you are in and alive in these times of trouble. Not to scare
monger but just for you to prepare . Rather be prepared and secure
yourself in Christ. Whether we die or live we are in Christ.
*ALIEN BEINGS caught ALIVE with HORNS - Are they biblical DEMONS ?
*ALIEN INVASION ( Operation High Jump)
* New World Order Plans, are you ready ?
*NUCLEAR RADIATION PLUME in COLUMBIA, SC. No plans to contain it ?
*Justice Department Pays Linkedin $500,000 For Unlimited Access To Your Personal Information
*Keshe: 2014, The Year of Change for Humanity - Advanced
Technologies Will Be Mass-Released To The Public
*VISION of TRIBULATION, ZOMBIES, POPE FRANCIS By Elvi Zapata
* WARNING FOR METEORS: "DROP and
COVER IF YOU SEE SUDDEN EXTREMELY BRIGHT LIGHT
*PROPHECY ALERT: "Meteor Strike Imminent" NASA By Paul Begley of YT
*Motorola patents e-tattoo that can read your thoughts
Think if this or any evolved form / specification from this tech will be enforced on
everyone to track our every move.
Whether this is the technology spoken as the "mark" in the
Book of Revelation , that people can't buy or sell ( possibly even to work
/ get a job, get medical attention etc ) unless you get the mark...
Can't you picture how possible this could be in our times happening or enforced?
There's just the need of a catalyst of a massive scale which will set forth
the system. Anyway, fashion tattoos are already getting so popular these days.
I do feel we are set ready for the system to take place in not so distant
future.
*Tribulation-Now Radio, 8th Jan 2014 - 'Augusto Perez 2014 Apocalyptic Update'
Imagine if it's your lovely house swallowed by sinkhole !
There will be mass sinkholes to come during the wrath of God .
Holiday villa in Florida collapsed into a Sinkhole
"Giant Sinkhole Swallows 7 Houses In Brazil"
Satan / Demon worship is rising . I wonder how many child murder sacrifices
already done by one protected coven. This is only one nasty piece out of probably millions .
I say, come Lord Yeshua and seal us and do judge this world
in great rebellion against you
and don't delay !
*"Satan's Seat Shall Rise" Oklahoma 7 Foot Idol Of Satan
*IT HAS BEGUN - GOVERNMENT WARNING - PUERTO RICO and FEMA REGION 3
As Part of the Queens Diamond Jubilee Celelbrations the Ulster Orchestra under conductor, Stephen Bell. and Soprano Rebekah Coffey appeared in Castle Park Bangor.
Winner of the 2004-2006 Young Artist Platform Scheme, Rebekah Coffey’s career is developing on both the operatic stage and the concert platform.
Rebekah was born in Newtownards, Northern Ireland, and graduated from The Queens University Belfast with a Bachelor of Music First Class and from the Royal Northern College of Music Manchester in June 2003 with a Postgraduate Vocal Diploma. Rebekah musicality has won her a number of prizes including awards from The Countess of Munster Musical Trust, The Peter Moores’ Foundation, Doyle Carte Opera and the Lawrence Atwell Charity. Rebekah currently studies singing with Michelle Wegwart.
Since graduating from the RNCM Rebekah has been working in the field of opera. Rebekah has performed roles with Opera North, English Touring Opera, Opera Theatre Company, Opera 2005, Lyric Opera, Castleward Opera, Buxton Festival, and The Belfast Festival at Queens, Aldeburgh Festival, Stowe Opera and Bampton Classical Opera.
In September 2009 Rebekah made her Proms Debut by appearing in the Proms in the Park Celebrations with the Ulster Orchestra at Hillsborough Castle. This concert was broadcast live on BBC 4 and was transmitted later in the year on BBC Northern Ireland. Further debuts in 2010 included Rebekah’s appearance on the BBC Radio 2 Flagship Show Friday Night is Music Night performing an evening of Gilbert and Sullivan music.
Her operatic roles to date includes Oscar (Un Ballo in Maschera), Adele (Die Fledermaus), Atalanta (Xerxes) Flora (The Turn of the Screw), Gretel and Sandman/Dew Fairy (Hansel und Gretel), Valetto/Amore (The Coronation of Poppea), Despina (Cosi fan tutte), Pamina (Die Zauberflote), Cecila (Iolanthe), Teobaldo ( Don Carlos), Peaseblossom (A Midsummer Night Dream), Marcellina (Fidelio) and Vespina (Infedelta Delusa).
Recital work includes a recital of songs for the Downpatrick Fringe Festival (2005 and 2007) The Belfast Festival at Queens and the celebrity series at The Queens University Belfast. Her BBC broadcasts include Schubert’s Mass No4 in C for BBC Radio 4 Sunday Worship, Berg’s 7 Early Songs with the Ulster Orchestra, a Recital of Song for Radio Ulster, Master Peters Puppet for BBC Radio 3 with the Ulster Orchestra and Sandman/Dew Fairy for Lyric Radio with the RTÈ National Symphony Orchestra. Rebekah has also appeared in concert with the Manchester Camerata performing Bach’s Mass in B minor and a concert performance of Iolanthe with The Hallé Orchestra.
...for Almir and Joselita.
"As Time Goes By"
music and words by Herman Hupfeld
[This day and age we're living in
Gives cause for apprehension
With speed and new invention
And things like fourth dimension.
Yet we get a trifle weary
With Mr. Einstein's theory.
So we must get down to earth at times
Relax relieve the tension
And no matter what the progress
Or what may yet be proved
The simple facts of life are such
They cannot be removed.]
You must remember this
A kiss is just a kiss, a sigh is just a sigh.
The fundamental things apply
As time goes by.
And when two lovers woo
They still say, "I love you."
On that you can rely
No matter what the future brings
As time goes by.
Moonlight and love songs
Never out of date.
Hearts full of passion
Jealousy and hate.
Woman needs man
And man must have his mate
That no one can deny.
It's still the same old story
A fight for love and glory
A case of do or die.
The world will always welcome lovers
As time goes by.
Oh yes, the world will always welcome lovers
As time goes by.
© 1931 Warner Bros. Music Corporation, ASCAP
Today didn't go quite as well as I'd hoped, Joe and Ben have been . . . hard work. But we did manage to do some fun stuff.
It's Carnival Day in Weymouth today, basically an excuse for a good ol' fashioned piss-up. The misanthrope in me can't stand it so I always stay well away, but I did take the boys to watch the Red Arrows. Lydia phoned me from work at twenty to twelve to say that they were due on at midday so I had to make a mad dash to pick Ben up from nursery in time to see them!
Me and Joe watched some Tae Kwon Do on the Olympics (it was cool, I used to do Tae Kwon Do and got to green belt before I realised I was crap at fighting! Kinda lost interest after that), played out in the back garden, got the Monopoly board out but didn't actually play it and Joe helped me take this shot.
Me, Joe and Ben watched some Scooby Doo DVDs we got free in a cereal packet while we waited for Lydia to get home and . . . that's been our day! Hard work they may have been but it didn't stop having a lot of fun.
I had this idea for a photo when I was out in the back garden with Joe. There's a bit of the garden that looks really crap (I've used it before on days 6, 17, and 23) and I saw the stabilizers from Joe's bike lying there. As soon as I saw them I thought about the Sarah Conner dream sequence in Terminator, where she's outside that playpark, then the bomb goes off and everything's obliterated? And all that's left is like flaming swings? I thought of that, then remembered The Smashing Pumpkins had a song called Tales of a Scorched Earth from the album Mellon Collie and the Infinite Sadness. And that gave me the theme for this shot.
I'm not sure that there's enough . . . scorched-ness goin' on, nor is it particularly apocalyptic, but I do like the way Lightroom made it look like it was shot in a studio with expensive lighting! Not sure about the highlights Lightroom picked out in my hair either, it looks like I've got half a kilo of gel slapped on. Oh, and by the way it hurts lying on a floor covered in sharp bits of stone. Especially when you rest your head on one of said stones.
It's very dark but I like that, it makes you look for the detail -and you can view it large by following the link below which is probably the best way to view it.
Today's music is actually one song: Mercury by Bloc Party from their imminent third album Intimacy.
I've pre-ordered the album and digital download, which is being released tomorrow a month before the physical release. I'm really interested to hear where they go next musically, their first album was amazing, all angular guitar riffs and amazing drumming (seriously amazing - the drums turn most of the songs from good to great is how amazing), their second a bit more . . . polished, shall we say, but great nontheless with a lot of great tracks. If you're a Radiohead fan you might like these guys as you can hear the Radiohead influence on this album, particularly in some of the lead breaks.
They released a single in between the second and third albums called Flux which was very dance influenced and their current single Mercury is the same, so what the rest of the album sounds like is anyone's guess. I just hope they haven't dropped the guitars for good and turned into a bloody dance band - bleaurgh! If you're interested you can watch the videos for seven of their previous singles (including Mercury) by clicking here.
Uh . . . really doesn't look very apocalyptic at all large. But I look restful!
"I don't know
I don't know which side I'm on
I don't know my right from left
Or my right from wrong
Say I'm a fool
You say I'm not for you
But if I'm a fool for you
Oh, that's something
Two hearts beat as one
Two hearts beat as one
Two hearts...
Can't stop the dance
Honey, this is my last chance
I said, can't stop the dance
Maybe this is my last chance
Two hearts beat as one
Two hearts beat as one
Two hearts...
They beat on black, beat on white
Beat on everything don't get it right
Beat on you, beat on me, beat on love
I don't know
How to say what's got to be said
I don't know if it's black or white
There's others see it red
I don't get the answers right
I'll leave that to you
Is this love out of fashion
Or is it the time of year
Are these words distraction
To the words you want to hear
Two hearts beat as one
Two hearts beat as one
I try to spit it out
I try to explain
The way I feel
Oh, yeah
Two hearts
I can't stop the dance
Maybe this is my last chance
I said I can't stop the dance
Maybe this is my last chance
I said don't stop the dance
Maybe this is my last chance
I said I can't stop the dance
Maybe this is our last chance
I said don't stop the dance
Maybe this is our last chance"
[U2 - Two Hearts Beat As One]
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As already mentioned Merlyn's Coaches,Skewen and G&B Coaches,Llansamlet were of the same family.Merlyn's OAR 70H,a Bedford VAM70 /Duple Viceroy C45F is seen with identical UAY 76H from the G&B fleet at the parking area next to Stadium Garage, Skewen.The Dominant in the picture was Merlyn's UEJ 705N,new to Evans,Penrhyncoch....