Drivers' Parade through Le Mans town. I think everyone else could see this too.

Slimmer of the year 1878.

Saying Goodbye

"I'm happy, hope you're happy too..."

David Bowie - Ashes to Ashes - Scary Monsters - www.youtube.com/watch?v=CMThz7eQ6K0&list=PLEFC01F5D82...

A very accidental yet very pretty shot of Faye.

Ashes to Ashes [SOLD]

David Bowie

Acrylic on canvas

80 x 60 cm

2016/09

please visit my homepage: www.art-of-york.berlin

From the 2014 retrospective at the MCA Chicago

The eternal

If man builds a tower, a temple, a tenement, he looks upon it new and says, "Here stands my monument for all to see. Let it be an image of our vision for all time." And though the best designed, the sturdiest built and the most carefully preserved may last for ages upon ages to inspire younger generations to even greater heights, eventually the crush of eons will make grist of all. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

Wild places show no scars from the ages they have known; the glacier, the rockfall and the wind leave only birthmarks upon their substrate. Every day the coast and the ocean crash into one another and are born anew. The decay of the edifice is told by the bending of the line, the marring of the surface; rock and sand have no smooth surface, no straight line to bend or break, they are eternal. This agelessness is the backdrop upon which our own senescence is projected.

I headed south to the California coast just outside of Santa Cruz some weeks back to soak in some of the immortality of the wild and rugged Pacific and to get soaked in some of its chilly brine. In years of making landscape photographs, I've tried to learn to make successful photographs regardless of whether the light lines up with my expectations. It being Fogust, no sunset was to be had, but instead a thick marine layer and a deep blue twilight. It should be noted that whereas a clear sunrise and sunset may not often be had, blue hour rolls in on time come rain or shine. Deep fog and thick clouds only serve to deepen the blues further.

I passed a growing party of beach goers, huddled around a campfire, boombox and tiki torches, and stepped out onto the rock where sea meets shore. A chill was in the air and more than once did I have to hold my tripod and camera above my head to avoid catastrophe. The sea was wroth and in foam wrote its fury upon the long, wide rock lip of California. White-knuckled, the waves clawed deep groves into gray stone as twenty-foot swells battered the stacks and the thickest tufts of the marine layer moved onshore for the night. The last glow of daylight faded and cold air rushed in from the California current while I made one or two long exposures; the tide was coming in and the larger swells made thunderous reports as they pounded the seacliffs. Chilled, soaked from the waste down and out of twilight, I headed past the growing bacchanalia and up the hill, homeward bound.

Sculpture by the Sea - Kim Perrier's 'Ashes to Ashes', made of wood, charcoal and steel. Its look reminds me of a depiction of hell with souls caught in a cloying mass and struggling to break free, but the artist's statement is less fantastic: 'a relationship between a tree and humans, where shared spirit is invoked as a mystical wonder and manifested as humanature, sharing a common identity with the tree and its skin'. I will now go away and read nice books.

Purely for fun, David Bowie's 'Ashes to Ashes': www.youtube.com/watch?v=HyMm4rJemtI

Cemitério Municipal de Curitiba-PR. 30/12/05. Outra versão aqui.

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Curitiba´s Public Cemitery, Brasil. Another version here.

Note: No Photoshop (except for some sharpening). That incredible rose was really there.

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The Destruction of Sennacherib, GEORGE GORDON BYRON.

The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold,

And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold;

And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea,

When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.

Like the leaves of the forest when summer is green,

That host with their banners at sunset were seen:

Like the leaves of the forest when autumn hath blown,

That host on the morrow lay withered and strown.

For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast,

And breathed in the face of the foe as he passed:

And the eyes of the sleepers waxed deadly and chill,

And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still!

And there lay the steed with his nostrils all wide,

But through it there rolled not the breath of his pride:

And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf,

And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf.

And there lay the rider distorted and pale,

With the dew on his brow and the rust on his mail;

And the tents were all silent, the banners alone,

The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown.

And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail,

And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal;

And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword,

Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord!

See where this picture was taken. [?]

Make your own papercraft Ashes to Ashes Audi Quattro Coupe!

DI Hunt is back - 'Ashes To Ashes' starts on BBC1 tonight.

And, coincidentally, it's the last track on, what I hasten to add is, my wife's Bowie's Greatest Hits LP, so I drafted it in as my chosen cover for today's Flickr Group Roulette.

Long time viewers of this stream will remember that I did 'Life On Mars' last year. 'Life On Mars' is not on this LP.

Note Catherine in the background, ignoring my increasingly eccentric behaviour.

a weird light at sunset up in cape cod, reminisent of Bowie's great Ashes to Ashes video where he walks along the beach dressed as a clown as Steve Severein does bizarre bowing motions...

www.youtube.com/watch?v=r44OFO-MNPo

Dystopia.

Everything Significant.

Analyse.

Destiny.

"I was shot. The result of that act was my arrival in this...Dystopia. My mind creates a dark twisted place for me to go to. My brain is in severe trauma and so will not expend energy creating people that I don't need. Therefore, everything here is significant. Now, I'm an empirical person. I break everything down and I study it; that's how I solve problems. I must constantly analyse. The moment it happened I saw the bullet and I thought this is it, Alex. This is how it ends. Now, where does that leave me...?"

'Ashes to Ashes' - Series One - Episode One.

With a picture like this, why not have a bit of fun...

Keeley Hawes from Ases to Ashes signed photograph.

From the London Film and Comic Con, July 2009.

Ashes to ashes, funk to funky

We know Major Tom's 4

a junkie

Strung out in heaven's high

Hitting an all-time low

Time and again I tell myself

I'll stay clean tonight

But the little green wheels are following me

Oh no, not again

I'm stuck with a valuable friend

"I'm happy, hope you're happy too"

One flash of light

but no smoking pistol

www.youtube.com/watch?v=DLBlFq4oE2I

The eternal

If man builds a tower, a temple, a tenement, he looks upon it new and says, "Here stands my monument for all to see. Let it be an image of our vision for all time." And though the best designed, the sturdiest built and the most carefully preserved may last for ages upon ages to inspire younger generations to even greater heights, eventually the crush of eons will make grist of all. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

Wild places show no scars from the ages they have known; the glacier, the rockfall and the wind leave only birthmarks upon their substrate. Every day the coast and the ocean crash into one another and are born anew. The decay of the edifice is told by the bending of the line, the marring of the surface; rock and sand have no smooth surface, no straight line to bend or break, they are eternal. This agelessness is the backdrop upon which our own senescence is projected.

I headed south to the California coast just outside of Santa Cruz some weeks back to soak in some of the immortality of the wild and rugged Pacific and to get soaked in some of its chilly brine. In years of making landscape photographs, I've tried to learn to make successful photographs regardless of whether the light lines up with my expectations. It being Fogust, no sunset was to be had, but instead a thick marine layer and a deep blue twilight. It should be noted that whereas a clear sunrise and sunset may not often be had, blue hour rolls in on time come rain or shine. Deep fog and thick clouds only serve to deepen the blues further.

I passed a growing party of beach goers, huddled around a campfire, boombox and tiki torches, and stepped out onto the rock where sea meets shore. A chill was in the air and more than once did I have to hold my tripod and camera above my head to avoid catastrophe. The sea was wroth and in foam wrote its fury upon the long, wide rock lip of California. White-knuckled, the waves clawed deep groves into gray stone as twenty-foot swells battered the stacks and the thickest tufts of the marine layer moved onshore for the night. The last glow of daylight faded and cold air rushed in from the California current while I made one or two long exposures; the tide was coming in and the larger swells made thunderous reports as they pounded the seacliffs. Chilled, soaked from the waste down and out of twilight, I headed past the growing bacchanalia and up the hill, homeward bound.

The eternal

If man builds a tower, a temple, a tenement, he looks upon it new and says, "Here stands my monument for all to see. Let it be an image of our vision for all time." And though the best designed, the sturdiest built and the most carefully preserved may last for ages upon ages to inspire younger generations to even greater heights, eventually the crush of eons will make grist of all. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

Wild places show no scars from the ages they have known; the glacier, the rockfall and the wind leave only birthmarks upon their substrate. Every day the coast and the ocean crash into one another and are born anew. The decay of the edifice is told by the bending of the line, the marring of the surface; rock and sand have no smooth surface, no straight line to bend or break, they are eternal. This agelessness is the backdrop upon which our own senescence is projected.

I headed south to the California coast just outside of Santa Cruz some weeks back to soak in some of the immortality of the wild and rugged Pacific and to get soaked in some of its chilly brine. In years of making landscape photographs, I've tried to learn to make successful photographs regardless of whether the light lines up with my expectations. It being Fogust, no sunset was to be had, but instead a thick marine layer and a deep blue twilight. It should be noted that whereas a clear sunrise and sunset may not often be had, blue hour rolls in on time come rain or shine. Deep fog and thick clouds only serve to deepen the blues further.

I passed a growing party of beach goers, huddled around a campfire, boombox and tiki torches, and stepped out onto the rock where sea meets shore. A chill was in the air and more than once did I have to hold my tripod and camera above my head to avoid catastrophe. The sea was wroth and in foam wrote its fury upon the long, wide rock lip of California. White-knuckled, the waves clawed deep groves into gray stone as twenty-foot swells battered the stacks and the thickest tufts of the marine layer moved onshore for the night. The last glow of daylight faded and cold air rushed in from the California current while I made one or two long exposures; the tide was coming in and the larger swells made thunderous reports as they pounded the seacliffs. Chilled, soaked from the waste down and out of twilight, I headed past the growing bacchanalia and up the hill, homeward bound.

Sam Tyler, DCI Gene Hunt, and the Ford Cortina from the hit BBC show Life on Mars

Charlotte Beaudry : Serie "Ashes To Ashes" (2016),

huile sur bois (MDF) / olieverf op hout (MDF) / oil on wood (MDF),

serie of 15 pieces, 30 X 30 cm.

www.charlottebeaudry.net/

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Charlotte Beaudry : Ashes To Ashes (2016)

Tout comme certaines drogues liées à l'avènement de différents styles musicaux, le tabac et l'alcool ont accompagné l'éclosion du rock dans les bars, clubs, studios ou autres salles de concerts. Au delà de l'allusion au hit de David Bowie, "Ashes To Ashes" présente le journal pictural en 15 moments d'un local de répétition vu à travers les différents états de son cendrier.

—

caracascom.com/fr/exposition-rebel-rebel/339.html

www.mac-s.be/fr/expositions/75/REBEL-REBEL

—

Audi seen at the Norfolk showground.

(There's a version of this on my instagram in which the red material isn't as big as it is here 'cause I re-edited it when I learned how to "free transform" things on photoshop making it possible for me to bring it further over her.)

Charlotte Beaudry : Serie "Ashes To Ashes" (2016),

huile sur bois (MDF) / olieverf op hout (MDF) / oil on wood (MDF),

serie of 15 pieces,

30 X 30 cm.

www.charlottebeaudry.net/

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Charlotte Beaudry : Ashes To Ashes (2016)

Tout comme certaines drogues liées à l'avènement de différents styles musicaux, le tabac et l'alcool ont accompagné l'éclosion du rock dans les bars, clubs, studios ou autres salles de concerts. Au delà de l'allusion au hit de David Bowie, "Ashes To Ashes" présente le journal pictural en 15 moments d'un local de répétition vu à travers les différents états de son cendrier.

—

caracascom.com/fr/exposition-rebel-rebel/339.html

www.mac-s.be/fr/expositions/75/REBEL-REBEL

—

I feel death and his black hand's coming over me. Black blood tears from my sadness roll on my face and I'll giong back to you... for ever... Ashes to ashes...

That's just a work, an illustration for myself... ;D

fr.youtube.com/watch?v=P1MlZ-uF8as

**Tribute to Marcel and his sad clown**

We are very old fashioned.

We sit at a table to eat meals that might have been served in the 1970's, 1960's, 1950's, even the 1940's.

Tonight we had a Chinese TV Dinner whilst we watched the first episode of "Ashes to Ashes."

It was very ingenious (the programme, not the meal) but am I the only one, I wonder, to find a Sam shaped hole in it?

This is gonna take a long time And I wonder what's mine

Can't take no more

Wonder if you'll understand,

It's just the touch of your hand

Behind a closed door

Yazoo - Only You - www.youtube.com/watch?v=SdvZa46xb3M

David Bowie in his Pierrot or Blue Clown costume from the music video for "Ashes to Ashes" (1980), as well as the album cover for Scary Monsters (and Super Creeps) (1980). Costume design by Natasha Korniloff.

The original photo: media.mcachicago.org/image/IBV02DR0/display.webp

and the video: www.youtube.com/watch?v=HyMm4rJemtI

Spotted at an Audi dealer in Sheffield

Ashes to Ashes Audi UR Quattro makes a visit to New Broadcasting House

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The real star of the show! Talks even less than The Stig, but its one metric ton of dark orange vroooooooom!

From the hit BBC show Life on Mars.

Probably best known for her television roles as Zoe Reynolds in Spooks and more recently as Alex Drake in Ashes to Ashes, Keeley Hawes is also the face of Boots No 7 cosmetics.

We come from dust; we return to dust.....

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust

Now, nobody lives forever nothin' stands the test of time

Oh, you heard 'em say, "Never say never"

But it's always best to keep it in mind that every tower ever built tumbles

And no matter how strong, no matter how tall

* Lyrics by David Bowie

Here, in this long abandoned cemetery, lie the remains of the residents of the little coastal village of Purissima, Located in a rural area four miles south of Half Moon Bay all that's left of the village of Purissima today is this old cemetery. Founded as an agricultural community in the early 1850's, the town was one of the earliest settlements along the San Mateo County coast of northern California. In September, 1868, John Purcell, a citizen of Purissima, donated some of his property for a burial ground. Today, the cemetery is covered with growth and many of the old gravestones are broken or completely obscured by overgrown plants.

Cool and kind, so soft and pure,

Hidden feelings once explored but have melted,

We were two souls torn apart with bitter ages,

Through expression, not aggression we have become one.

Imagination - Body Talk - www.youtube.com/watch?v=jt28v_1CRCY

This is my second go at trying to put someone into a picture more than once...I feel I've done better with this one than the last simply 'cause I used a wider lens. Need to try this inside sometime!

A found photograph.

Yugoslavia, mid-1950s.

Charlotte Beaudry : Serie "Ashes To Ashes" (2016),

huile sur bois (MDF) / olieverf op hout (MDF) / oil on wood (MDF),

serie of 15 pieces,

30 X 30 cm.

www.charlottebeaudry.net/

—

Charlotte Beaudry : Ashes To Ashes (2016)

Tout comme certaines drogues liées à l'avènement de différents styles musicaux, le tabac et l'alcool ont accompagné l'éclosion du rock dans les bars, clubs, studios ou autres salles de concerts. Au delà de l'allusion au hit de David Bowie, "Ashes To Ashes" présente le journal pictural en 15 moments d'un local de répétition vu à travers les différents états de son cendrier.

—

caracascom.com/fr/exposition-rebel-rebel/339.html

www.mac-s.be/fr/expositions/75/REBEL-REBEL

—

"My mother said to get things done. You'd better not mess with Major Tom"

DB

The classic 1980s Audi Quattro from the TV series Ashes-to-Ashes in the UK.

The extraordinary burlesque performer at Ashes to Ashes.

Charlotte Beaudry : Serie "Ashes To Ashes" (2016),

huile sur bois (MDF) / olieverf op hout (MDF) / oil on wood (MDF),

serie of 15 pieces,

30 X 30 cm.

www.charlottebeaudry.net/

—

Charlotte Beaudry : Ashes To Ashes (2016)

Tout comme certaines drogues liées à l'avènement de différents styles musicaux, le tabac et l'alcool ont accompagné l'éclosion du rock dans les bars, clubs, studios ou autres salles de concerts. Au delà de l'allusion au hit de David Bowie, "Ashes To Ashes" présente le journal pictural en 15 moments d'un local de répétition vu à travers les différents états de son cendrier.

—

caracascom.com/fr/exposition-rebel-rebel/339.html

www.mac-s.be/fr/expositions/75/REBEL-REBEL

—

Stencil and Montana Gold spray paint on 102 x 130cm Ash panel

Bowie. More to come.

thegoodwhovian.tumblr.com

Edited by www.facebook.com/bowmanimages/?fref=ts

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quick sketch

researching for next essay, thought would try something different for me

OFAH Location: Witley Gardens, Southall, London

Episode: Ashes to Ashes (S02 E02)

Date visited: 2008

OFAH Location: Bermondsey Beach, off Bermondsey Wall East, London

Episode: Ashes to Ashes (S02 E02)

Date visited: 2022

Light and shade at the cemetery at Nab Wood in Shipley, West Yorkshire. Best viewed on a black background (press 'L').

Thursday, 18 Feb 1988

Morning

The area has been cleaned up & rebuilt.

It was a popular location with TV series like "Ashes to ashes" & TV advertising.

It was close to Royal Victoria station.

The "Gene genie" & the Audi Quattro has burnt plenty of rubber around this block.

Book foto 23

Foto 74 of 2nd batch

Negative found