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i will keep my account to still keep in touch with all of my friends & their streams of life & inspiration. i will no longer be posting photos though. this one will stay considering it is the epitome of my love of flickr and i felt bad pulling it when it was chosen by the awesome people here <3
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this is why photography is so intriguing to me. why it fills me up. it is the single moment when all falls into place and is captured. looking back on this day, if she had not been in her gown and the sun didn't fall just perfectly, or the rain didn't shower... her shadow would not have made a heart... happy moments & shutter clicks...
Skin by: 7DS - Zomer in Pineapple ~BOM @ WIP Event
Outfit by: .Safira. - Cherrie Outfit [Fatpack] @ FaMESHed
Corgi by: Mutresse - Quirky Corgi Gacha @ InWorld Loc.
Pose by: JFA - Stand 16 (Adj.) @ MP
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This, too, is from our own personal garden. It's my husband that has the green thumb! He just loves making his garden just shine! These Clematis were so big and beautiful, I couldn't resist grabbing a few pics! Hope you enjoy!
Spanaway, WA
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I experimented with sprinkling gold glitter flecks onto my bubble today. I found the video of the bubbles deflating more interesting than the way the bubble itself. I posted the video to my Instagram account if you are interested, @auntneecey.
First outing with the Lensbaby Sweet 80!
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THE STORY BEHIND THE PHOTO:
So far there's only been one photo in my gallery that hasn't been taken in my garden ('The Flame Rider', captured in the Maggia Valley: www.flickr.com/photos/191055893@N07/53563448847/in/datepo... ) - which makes the image above the second time I've "strayed from the path" (although not very far, since the photo was taken only approximately 500 meters from my house).
Overall, I'll stick to my "only-garden rule", but every once in a while I'll show you a little bit of the landscape around my village, because I think it will give you a better sense of just how fascinating this region is, and also of its history.
The title I chose for the photo may seem cheesy, and it's certainly not very original, but I couldn't think of another one, because it's an honest reflection of what I felt when I took it: a profound sense of peace - although if you make it to the end of this text you'll realize my relationship with that word is a bit more complicated.
I got up early that day; it was a beautiful spring morning, and there was still a bit of mist in the valley below my village which I hoped would make for a few nice mood shots, so I quickly grabbed my camera and went down there before the rising sun could dissolve the magical layer on the scenery.
Most human activity hadn't started yet, and I was engulfed in the sounds of the forest as I was walking the narrow trail along the horse pasture; it seemed every little creature around me wanted to make its presence known to potential mates (or rivals) in a myriad of sounds and voices and noises (in case you're interested, here's a taste of what I usually wake up to in spring, but you best use headphones: www.youtube.com/watch?v=AfoCTqdAVCE )
Strolling through such an idyllic landscape next to grazing horses and surrounded by birdsong and beautiful trees, I guess it's kind of obvious one would feel the way I described above and choose the title I did, but as I looked at the old stone buildings - the cattle shelter you can see in the foreground and the stable further up ahead on the right - I also realized how fortunate I was.
It's hard to imagine now, because Switzerland is one of the wealthiest countries in the world today, but the men and women who had carried these stones and constructed the walls of these buildings were among the poorest in Europe. The hardships the people in some of the remote and little developed valleys in Ticino endured only a few generations ago are unimaginable to most folks living in my country today.
It wasn't uncommon that people had to sell their own kids as child slaves - the girls had to work in factories or in rice fields, the boys as "living chimney brushes" in northern Italy - just because there wasn't enough food to support the whole family through the harsh Ticino winters.
If you wonder why contemporary Swiss historians speak of "slaves" as opposed to child laborers, it's because that's what many of them actually were: auctioned off for a negotiable prize at the local market, once sold, these kids were not payed and in many cases not even fed by their masters (they had to beg for food in the streets or steal it).
Translated from German Wikipedia: ...The Piazza grande in Locarno, where the Locarno Film Festival is held today, was one of the places where orphans, foundlings and children from poor families were auctioned off. The boys were sold as chimney sweeps, the girls ended up in the textile industry, in tobacco processing in Brissago or in the rice fields of Novara, which was also extremely hard work: the girls had to stand bent over in the water for twelve to fourteen hours in all weathers. The last verse of the Italian folk song 'Amore mio non piangere' reads: “Mamma, papà, non piangere, se sono consumata, è stata la risaia che mi ha rovinata” (Mom, dad, don't cry when I'm used up, it was the rice field that destroyed me.)... de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kaminfegerkinder
The conditions for the chimney sweeps - usually boys between the age of 8 and 12 (or younger, because they had to be small enough to be able to crawl into the chimneys) - were so catastrophic that many of them didn't survive; they died of starvation, cold or soot in their lungs - as well as of work-related accidents like breaking their necks when they fell, or suffocatig if they got stuck in inside a chimney. This practice of "child slavery" went on as late as the 1950s (there's a very short article in English on the topic here: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spazzacamini and a more in depth account for German speakers in this brief clip: www.youtube.com/watch?v=gda8vZp_zsc ).
Now I don't know if the people who built the old stone houses along my path had to sell any of their kids, but looking at the remnants of their (not so distant) era I felt an immense sense of gratitude that I was born at a time of prosperity - and peace - in my region, my country and my home. Because none of it was my doing: it was simple luck that decided when and where I came into this world.
It also made me think of my own family. Both of my grandparents on my father's side grew up in Ticino (they were both born in 1900), but while they eventually left Switzerland's poorest region to live in its richest, the Kanton of Zurich, my grandfather's parents relocated to northern Italy in the 1920s and unfortunately were still there when WWII broke out.
They lost everything during the war, and it was their youngest daughter - whom I only knew as "Zia" which means "aunt" in Italian - who earned a little money to support herself and my great-grandparents by giving piano lessons to high-ranking Nazi officers and their kids (this was towards the end of the war when German forces had occupied Italy).
I never knew that about her; Zia only very rarely spoke of the war, but one time when I visited her when she was already over a 100 years old (she died at close to 104), I asked her how they had managed to survive, and she told me that she went to the local prefecture nearly every day to teach piano. "And on the way there would be the dangling ones" she said, with a shudder.
I didn't get what she meant, so she explained. Visiting the city center where the high ranking military resided meant she had to walk underneath the executed men and women who were hanging from the lantern posts along the road (these executions - often of civilians - were the Germans' retaliations for attacks by the Italian partisans).
I never forgot her words - nor could I shake the look on her face as she re-lived this memory. And I still can't grasp it; my house in Ticino is only 60 meters from the Italian border, and the idea that there was a brutal war going on three houses down the road from where I live now in Zia's lifetime strikes me as completely surreal.
So, back to my title for the photo above. "Peace". It's such a simple, short word, isn't it? And we use it - or its cousin "peaceful" - quite often when we mean nice and quiet or stress-free. But if I'm honest I don't think I know what it means. My grandaunt Zia did, but I can't know. And I honestly hope I never will.
I'm sorry I led you down such a dark road; I usually intend to make people smile with the anecdotes that go with my photos, but this one demanded a different approach (I guess with this latest image I've strayed from the path in more than one sense, and I hope you'll forgive me).
Ticino today is the region with the second highest average life expectancy in Europe (85.2 years), and "The Human Development Index" of 0.961 in 2021 was one of the highest found anywhere in the world, and northern Italy isn't far behind. But my neighbors, many of whom are now in their 90s, remember well it wasn't always so.
That a region so poor it must have felt like purgatory to many of its inhabitants could turn into something as close to paradise on Earth as I can imagine in a person's lifetime should make us all very hopeful. But, and this is the sad part, it also works the other way 'round. And I believe we'd do well to remember that, too.
To all of you - with my usual tardiness but from the bottom of my heart - a happy, healthy, hopeful 2025 and beyond.
Olá amigos, com o dólar na estratosfera aqui no Brasil, e depois de 6 anos, não consegui renovar minha PRO. E eles vão apagar minhas fotos!! Uma vergonha!
Hi friends, with the dollar in the stratosphere here in Brazil, and after 6 years, I haven't been able to renew my PRO. And they're going to delete my photos!! What a shame!
Waning Gibbous moon ~ Catford ~ London ~ England ~ Thursday December 15th 2016.
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So I managed to capture the Waning Gibbous #Supermoon, I had to do it freehand as well because my tripod broke!! I've ordered a new one, but for now...this is the way it'll be lol.:)
Have a Fabulous Weekend Y'all..:)
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Um den frischen Account auch mit älteren Bildern zu füllen, heute mal wieder ein Blick ins Archiv. Passend zur Jahreszeit bieten sich Fotos des bedeutenden Hochwassers um den Jahreswechsel 2023 / 2024 an. Dadurch entstanden interessante neue Motive, wie z.B. auf diesem sonst eher langweiligen Feld zwischen Kirchweyhe und Dreye.
Daher entschied ich mich an einem freien Vormittag möglichst dicke Winterkleidung zusammenzusuchen und bei -6°C einige Zeit an der neu entdeckten Stelle zu frieren. Schlussendlich hatte ich sogar noch Glück mit den Zügen. Zwar waren Güterzüge wie immer auf der Rollbahn ein seltenes Gut, dafür wurde überraschend die Überführung eines 401-Bordrestaurants vorgemeldet. Somit hatte sich das Warten in der Kälte definitiv gelohnt!
LICE-A 28063 Elmshorn -> Krefeld-Linn
309 Upper Broadway Street
Decorah, Iowa
This is yet another Queen Anne style home, much like the first one I posted. Although this one is quite a bit larger by 500 square feet, (it has fewer bedrooms); it, too, has many of the same similarities. It is located in the historic district also, only about a block or two away from the previous one.
Fun to compare similarities! Hope you all enjoy!
Historic District
309 Upper Broadway Street
Decorah, Iowa
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Hoewel diesel en historie bij mij doorgaans iets hoger op het wensenlijstje staan weet Rail Force One mijn aandacht ook te trekken met grote variaties en kleuren op hun materieel. Waar het bedrijf enige anoniem zwarte MRCE Vectron's in gebruik nam verscheen al snel 'Sharky', een bijzonder opvallende bestickering die ik met het nodige geluk al gedurende zijn eerste klus vast kon leggen.
Misschien nog wel mooier en stijlvoller is naar mijn mening de MRCE X4E 627 die in navolging van de 1619 en 1618 (destijds) in dienst van Captrain de aandacht vestigden op logistieke partner en opdrachtgever Raillogix die net als RFO onderdeel is van de Rail Innovators Group family. Sinds eind februari is de Vectron in een bijzondere metallic rode kleur gestoken en stond daarbij eigenlijk meteen op mijn lijstje.
De coronacrisis maakte een eerder treffen onmogelijk maar nog voor het invallen van de maand juni pakte het toeval van gewoon even op de gok op pad te gaan goed uit. Een koperdiefstal zorgde voor een urenlange stremming op het A15 tracé wat maakte dat vele treinen vanuit Emmerich via Arnhem en Utrecht naar Rotterdam gestuurd werden.
Dit was ook het geval voor de slecht beladen Duisburg-shuttle achter de RFO 193 627 die op deze foto ter hoogte van Rotterdam Zuid voorbijkomt aan de fotografen. Met slechts vier containers aan de loc en enkele exemplaren in het midden van de trein gaat de reis onder nummer 45756 van Duisburg Ruhrort Hafen naar Maasvlakte West.
Hi everyone!!!! I am so excited about this release for N-21 & I hope you all enjoy as well.
Hinder Delicate Lingerie can be found in 16 different colors and is compatible with Lara, Venus, Isis, Freya, Physique & Hourglass.
Change the sequins colors via the included HUD.
ALSO. I know I didn't get the WIP finished in time for this to do a giveaway so instead I am doing a Credit Giveaway! Love & comment me your name (if your SL name isn't obvious on your Flickr Account) and I will choose 4 Flickr Winners & 4 Facebook Winners to win 1200ls worth of credit to use on any fatpak they choose in the mainstore or this release Fatpak @ N21.
Thank you so very much for sharing my work & being supportive!!! ♥
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I saw a 1cm-long black fly land on a leaf and thought "That won't male much of a photo". Then I remembered that you can discover all sorts of wonderful colours you can't see with the naked eye when you look through a macro lens. Wow, it's not "just" a black fly! I've no idea what species it is but I definitely didn't see all those colours through my own eyes. Cropped from 3:2 ratio to 4:3 maintaining the height of the original photo. Taken using the pop-up flash - a rare event for me - set to 1/32 power, with diffuser, on account of the thick overhead cloud.
STOP PRESS: I've just ID-d this as an Orange-bearded bluebottle; what a name!
It's Guardian Angels day today 02/10/22 so I thought it would be an opportunity to use one of Asha's last photoshoots shot just a few weeks before she passed away. The background is her Ballywhiskin Beach. When I read up on this Guardian Angels Day I was surprised that the Catholic church and other faiths believed in Guardian Angels. I just thought this was something authors created to sell books as I only remember Angels from the bible being more warriors and not what I personally associate angels to be. I have always believed in guardian angels, but I just thought this was my own personal view and not a bibical view. So it was lovely to read that the Church believe in guardian angels. Now I have my own guardian angel who is called Asha.
Surveys have shown that close to 75% of Americans believe in guardian angels. Guardian Angels Day, also known as Guardian Angel Day, is for giving recognition and thanks to the guardian angels in our life, and to do something special to recognize them. It is a day to learn about the role that guardian angels have played in our lives, as well as to learn about the roles they have played in different cultures and religions.
Today also is an official day of the Catholic Church, known as Memorial of the Holy Guardian Angels or the Feast of Guardian Angels. This Catholic festival is celebrated on October 2 each year and is a day to thank God for one's guardian angels. Local celebrations of guardian angels date to the eleventh century CE, and the belief that every human had a guardian angel was widespread in the Catholic church by the twelfth century. The feast was first observed in 1500, by the Franciscan Order.
In 1608, Pope Paul V officially authorized the feast. It originally was a supplement of sorts to the Feast of Saint Michael. In the 1670s, Pope Clement X made October 2 the official date and made the day an obligatory double feast. Leo XIII made it a double major feast in 1883, and since 1976 it has been ranked as an obligatory memorial.
According to Catholic belief, both Christians and non-Christians have a guardian angel assigned to them, that gives them guidance throughout their lives. Guardian angels are from the lowest rank of angels. The angels protect their assigned person from demons and encourage them to do good works. Everyone is reunited with their guardian angel when they reach heaven.
According to beliefs throughout the world, guardian angels may protect people, groups, kingdoms, or countries. The concept of guardian angels goes back to ancient Judaism; in the Hebrew Bible, angels sometimes were given missions to intervene in the affairs of humans, and they are mentioned as being guides and intercessors. Psalm 91:11 is often cited as evidence of guardian angels: "For He will command His angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways."
The New Testament also mentions angels that go between God and man. By the fifth century CE, the belief in guardian angels was prevalent in Christianity. Belief in guardian angels is largely held in the Anglican Communion, and the Eastern Orthodox Church sees guardian angels as friends and protectors. The Catholic Church's beliefs are as described above. Many other Christian denominations, such as Lutherans and Methodists, have some form of belief in guardian angels.
In Islam, there is a belief in mu'aqqibat, which has to do with guardian angels. Some Muslims believe everyone has two guardian angels—one in front of them and one in back of them. In Zoroastrianism, each person has a guardian angel which guides them throughout their life. The belief in guardian angels crosses cultures and religions, and today everyone who believes in their power gives them thanks.
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Well This account It's For my Own Competition called: ' The Model of The Year '.
Only my dolls // Solo mis muñecas, Sorry But I can't make it International because I'm not ready lol // Lo SIento, pero no puedo hacerlo Internacional porque no estoy preparado para hacerlo.
Descrption Translated // Descripción Traducido in English & Spanish (más abajo)
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Language:In English
The competition is based on 6 Girls that They need to be Model Of the Year .
Every MONTH I'll upload 1 photo [1 each 1] with the selected theme of the 3 Judges
Elimination
The girls won't be eliminated, -Yeah I know, 3 judges... blah blah blah- , This Will be with statistics [every month] of Comments, Faves, Viewers and YOU CAND JUDGE TOO! I'll read your opinions and I will also qualify them :) .
I'll compare the statistics of The Girls.
Remember
The girl who has the highest statistics will be ... THE MODEL OF THE YEAR
[Sorry for my bad english, I use the transale of some words]
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Idioma: En Español
Este Concurso Trata de 6 chicas que quieren ser ' La Modelo del Año ' .
Cada Mes se subirá 1 foto [1 de cada chica] con el tema que eligirán los 3 Juzgados.
Eliminación:
Las Chicas no serán eliminadas, -Si lo sé, 3 Juzgados blah,blah,blah-, Se las juzgará con Estadísticas De Comentarios, Favoritos, Vistas y ¡TÚ PUEDES JUZGAR TAMBIÉN! , Leeré vuestras opiniones y las calificaré :).
Compararé las estadísticas de las chicas
Recuerda
La Chica que Tendrá las estadísticas más altas será... ¡LA MODELO DEL AÑO!
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Models at the moment // Modelos ahora mismo
Kalia Hewitt Crawford [Barbie Basics Jeans #.4]
Skipper Scott Thorne [Barbie Sisters (Skipper)]
Bianca Leal Solís [Barbie Fashionista SwappinStyles W2, Glam]
Only 3 Models more... // Solo Faltan 3 Modelos más...
I'll Wait and Buy Them.// Esperaré y las compraré...
This 3 Dolls Will be the next models:
Any Barbie Fashionista Raquelle
Any Barbie Fashionista Teresa
Any Barbie With Dark Skinned , Like Artsy or other doll ...
By all accounts just under one month on and most of the Bocca Nuova has been infilled by lava erupted from Voragine
Ospreys have vision that is well adapted to detecting objects underwater from the air. Prey is first sighted when the osprey is 33-131 feet (10-40 m) above the water, after which the bird hovers momentarily and then plunges feet first into the water. As an osprey dives it adjusts the angle of its flight to account for the distortion of the fish's image caused by refraction.
Dianne Buswell ~ Here Come The Girls Tour ~ Charter Hall ~ Colchester ~ Saturday June 22nd 2019.
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Last Weekend I got to see & meet the gorgeous Strictly Come dancing trio of Dianne Buswell, Chloe Hewitt & Amy Dowden at the Charter Hall Theatre in Colchester & they were all AMAZING..:)
Have a great Weekend Y'all..:)
6 year old Thoroughbred broodmare. Take a look at her pedigree and you'll see that her female line traces back to the most influential broodmare of the 20th century, La Troienne:
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From Wikipedia...
"She produced fourteen foals and 12 of them raced. 10 of those 12 were winners. The first of these was the Champion Black Helen, by Black Toney, born in 1932. Black Helen won the American Derby, the Florida Derby, the Maryland Handicap, and the Coaching Club American Oaks. The second was born in 1934, Biologist, by Bubbling Over who won the 1926 Kentucky Derby. The third was Baby League, born in 1935, again by Bubbling Over, who became the dam of four stakes winners: the great Hall of Fame filly Busher, as well as Mr. Busher, Striking, and Harmonizing. Her fourth winning foal was Big Hurry, another Black Toney filly, born in 1936, and the dam of five stakes winners: Be Fearless, Bridal Flower, The Admiral, Great Captain, and Searching. La Troienne also brought forth the great Hall of Fame colt Bimelech, born in 1937. By Black Toney, Bimlech won the Belmont Stakes, the Preakness Stakes, and placed in the 1940 Kentucky Derby. Big Event came next in 1938, a Blue Larkspur filly and dam of stakes winner Hall of Fame. In 1939, she dropped Businesslike who was the dam of two stakes winners: Busanda (who was the dam of Buckpasser) and Auditing. Then came Besieged by Balladier in 1940, Broke Even in 1941, a colt by Blue Larkspur, Back Yard in 1942, a gelding by Balladier, and in 1944 Bee Ann Mac by Blue Larkspur. Belle Histoire came along in 1945, once more by Blue Larkspur. Belle Histoire was the dam of stakes winner Royal Record. La Troienne's last two foals were Belle of Troy in 1947, again by Blue Larkspur, and the gelding Trojan War in 1948 by Shut Out.
Les Brinsfield, a pedigree expert, wrote: "Anyone who wants can take any daughter of La Troienne (or all of them) and trace them through pedigrees to today's stars. It will be a rare week when there is no stakes winner linebred to La Troienne.""
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Model Ana Beatriz Barros backstage before the 2008 Victoria's Secret Fashion Show at the Fontainebleau Hotel in Miami Beach, Florida on November 15, 2008 .
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Het is altijd leuk een kleine bonus mee te nemen als je voor een bepaalde trein besluit een uurtje langs het spoor te slijten. Ditmaal was die bonus een slecht beladen Frenkendorf-shuttle die door Crossrail tussen Antwerpen en de in Zwitserland bij Basel gelegen plaats gereden wordt.
Als vermoedelijk trein 47025 passeert de 186 187 even ten zuiden van Roosendaal en zal vervolgens via de Brabantroute en Venlo de verre tocht door Duitsland aanvangen. De slechte mate van belading heeft mogelijk alles te maken met de huidige situatie maar het geheel is in ieder geval beladen aan de loc!
Cream City originally opened in the late 1890s as Consumer City in the same proximity as it is now. Consumer City made milk and other dairy products which were shipped to the north by covered wagon. The Whitaker family owned the dairy manufacturing business, and through its evolution the name changed to Cream City. In 1948, the building that housed Cream City at that time burned down. A new building was constructed and completed in 1950 and is the same building which stands today. At the time of the new construction, a 3-ton neon sign was erected on top of the building proving to be a tourist attraction along Highway 70. The neon sign has been featured in several magazines and was named one of the top 100 neon signs in the country by American Road Magazine. However, in 1986, a prominent ice cream company purchased Cream City Ice Cream to shut it down as its production became a major competitor. After this, the existing building housed many other businesses including a café, an accounting office, a T-shirt shop, and even living quarters. However, the 3-ton sign and its neon magnetism attracted passer-bys to mainly ice cream. The structure became what it was meant to be again in 2011 when Cream City Ice Cream and Coffee House opened the doors to the public once again as an ice cream shop. The downtown area has officially been titled the "Cream City Historic District" as displayed by the city of Cookeville on designated signage. And, the old 1930s Cream City Ice Cream "Take some home today" sign that was originally displayed on the outside of the building still proudly hangs inside the store today.
Information above was borrowed from Cream City's website found here: www.creamcitycookeville.com/about-us
This photo was taken in 2013 during my previous Project 365…please visit my album for this “REMASTERED” Project 365 as I revisit each day of 2013 for additional photos to share!!
Three bracketed photos were taken with a handheld Nikon D5200 and combined with Photomatix Pro to create this HDR image. Additional adjustments were made in Photoshop CS6.
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This, too, was from today, just a little further north than the last posting. This is also on Sand Lake Road, just above the golf course. The houses weren't real clear, but then I was going for the trees anyway! I could've gotten closer, but seeing as it was a golf course community, some of those roads are only open to residents. Still, all in all, not a bad picture! Another shot of the hills with the golden yellows and rustic browns! Hope you all enjoy!
Sand Lake Road
across from golf course
Midway
Onalaska
Wisconsin
1110625
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De meeste spoorwegliefhebbers die zich met enige regelmaat op zondag met hun hobby bezig houden kennen ongetwijfeld de dieselolietrein die rond het middaguur vanuit Kijfhoek richting Venlo rijdt met als tractie veelal een Vectron bij BLS Cargo. Vooral aan het begin van 2019 was deze trein immers een geliefd doel voor vele fotografen waaronder ook ikzelf.
Het deel wat echter voor mijzelf nog ontbrak en eigenlijk nog gewenster is betreft natuurlijk de 'first mile' in de haven, ofwel de weg van het bedrijf vanwaar de wagens komen naar het emplacement waar de elektrische loc de trein overneemt. Hoog tijd daar dus maar eens verandering in aan te brengen en op de zondagmorgen koers te zetten naar Pernis, waar het uiteindelijk allemaal gebeurd.
De genoemde taak in de haven is aan Independent Rail Partner die voor hun havenactiviteiten diverse G1206 en G2000 locomotieven gebruiken. Vrijwel al deze machines dragen de opvallende zwart met roze kleurstelling maar in dit geval moest natuurlijk het buitenbeentje verschijnen, de zonder enige vervoerderskenmerken en zonder zichtbaar materieelnummer genoemde 2201.
De historie van deze in 2008 gebouwde loc leert ons dat ze voorafgaand aan de inzet bij IRP in dienst is geweest bij ACTS onder nummer 7112, HTRS onder nummer 1798 (waarbij ook gestickert in de HUSA kleurstelling). TrainGroup onder nummer TG-105 (waarvan de schrikstrepen rondom nog altijd een herinnering zijn), RTS Rail, LOCON (wederom als 1798) en Bentheimer Eisenbahn.
Terug naar het moment van de foto brengt ons op de Vondelingenplaat temidden van de enorme Shell terreinen en op de achtergrond gelegen Koole Tankstorage Minerals alwaar de wagens aan de haak van deze G1206 beladen worden met dieselolie. Na wagencontrole en remproef en daarmee gepaard het nodige geduld van de fotografen trekt de 2201 zijn sleep wagens behoedzaam de de poort uit op weg naar emplacement Pernis. De machinist zal aansluitend de dieselloc wisselen voor een elektrisch exemplaar waarna de lange reis naar het Zwitserse Basel kan beginnen als trein 49077.
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A history of Taormina.
Her name was Cheryl and she was 65, he was called Christopher and he was 59, they both came from Australia; before reaching Taormina, in Sicily, they had traveled far and wide in various European countries, finally they came to Italy to visit some cities of art and tourism such as Florence, Rome, Sorrento, Amalfi ... the reason for this great to wander? The answer will be known after their tragic ending: to look for a "beautiful place" where they can die ... They weren't married, they didn't behave like lovers or boyfriends do, they certainly were good friends, or maybe they were simply a so-called open couple. Physically and temperamentally they were the exact opposite: Cheryl was sunny, cheerful, decidedly nice, a little chubby, overweight, she loved to wear large handkerchiefs which she then tied on top of her head to form showy bows, Christopher instead was a bit skittish , closed and sad, of few words, thin, tall, with possibly gay attitudes, but both were very friendly, so much so that they had made friends above all with the hotel staff, indeed, to be honest, they made small gifts, they were objects of good workmanship that they had brought with them and bought somewhere, demonstrating their sincere attachment (they had chosen a famous hotel in Taormina, staying in a Junior Suite - Sea View, in Taormina they should have stayed a week, later they would go to Syracuse). On the day of departure, 02-October -2013, at 14.00, Cheryl and Christopher do not show up in the hall to hand over the keys to the room, with extreme embarrassment the assistant manager of the hotel and the housekeeper go to knock on their door , over and over again, and seeing that they do not answer, they open the door with the electronic passe-partout: as soon as they enter they see reflected in the mirror the shape of their bodies that appear stretched out in bed, motionless: quick and convulsive thousand questions pile up in the mind of the two women, the housekeeper is terrified and runs away, while the lady assistant director must be able to understand what is happening and approaches, what she sees is a surreal scene: they are clearly dead, lying and rigid on the bed, they are not hugging each other , however, they are lying next to each other, under them, to cover the blankets and sheets of the bed, they have placed a large sheet of cellophane, like the one used by painters, to prevent any the humors freed from lifeless bodies, could dirty; on the back of the bed hung a row of Halloween flags, with printed skulls, and, among these, other flags, those used for birthday parties, each with a letter forming the phrase "dance of death"; on the bedside table there were two empty bottles (200 - 300 ml), which each contained a lethal substance, there were keys (for the locks of the suitcases), and a letter, in which they reported their last wishes: they left the money to honor the hotel expenses, they donated the contents of their suitcases to the hotel, and finally asked forgiveness for the inconvenience that their extreme action would certainly have caused to the hotel. The scant news on the web at the time (all photocopies of a single article) reported that both suffered from serious health problems, but that was not the case, certainly there was some minor ailment, but nothing really serious and unsolvable. Cheryl and Cristopher now lie in the cemetery of Taormina, higher up, closer to the sky than to the earth, even with the high ladder it is not easy to get close, even if only to lay a flower, the Australian embassy was contacted, but no one asked that their bodies were repatriated to their homeland, Australia.
Saint Augustine does not seem to say "those who sing, pray twice", but it would be nice to think that I, in posting my photos and dedicating them to them, maybe I am praying for them.
Post Scriptum: I thank Mrs. Luisa, without her I would never have been able to reconstruct the last hours of their lives with some accuracy, the news on the web is imprecise and laconic; many thanks to mr. Bambara, a funeral director, who having buried their bodies in 2013, showed me, accompanying me in person, where exactly their location is.
All the photos I present were taken in the town of Taormina and its surroundings (Sicily); I made photos related to "street photography";
I tried to capture the essence of minimal photographic stories, collected walking down the street ... in search of fleeting moments ...
For some photographs I used a particular photographic technique at the time of shooting, which in addition to capturing the surrounding space, also "inserted" a temporal dimension, with photos characterized by being moved because the exposure times were deliberately lengthened, they are confused -focused-imprecise-undecided ... the Anglo-Saxon term that encloses this photographic genre with a single word is "blur", these images were thus created during the shooting phase, and not as an effect created subsequently, in retrospect, in the post-production.
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Una storia di Taormina.
Lei si chiamava Cheryl ed aveva 65 anni, lui si chiamava Christopher ed aveva 59 anni, entrambi provenivano dall’Australia; prima di giungere a Taormina, in Sicilia, avevano girato in lungo ed in largo in vari paesi d’Europa, infine giunsero in Italia per visitare alcune città d’arte e turismo come Firenze, Roma, Sorrento, Amalfi… il motivo di questo gran girovagare? La risposta si saprà dopo il loro tragico epilogo: cercare un “posto bello” dove poter morire…Non erano sposati, non si comportavano come fanno gli amanti od i fidanzati, certamente erano dei buoni amici, o forse erano semplicemente una cosiddetta coppia aperta. Fisicamente e caratterialmente erano l’esatto opposto: Cheryl era solare, allegra, decisamente simpatica, un po’ pienotta, sovrappeso, amava indossare dei grandi fazzoletti che poi annodava in cima al capo a formare dei vistosi fiocchi, Christopher invece era un po’ ombroso, chiuso e triste, di poche parole, magro, segaligno, alto, con atteggiamenti forse da gay, però entrambi erano molto cordiali, tant’è che avevano fatto amicizia soprattutto col personale d’albergo, anzi, a dirla tutta, acostoro facevano dei piccoli regali, erano oggetti di buona fattura che avevano portato con se ed acquistati chissà dove, a dimostrazione del loro sincero attaccamento (avevano scelto un famoso albergo di Taormina, alloggiando in una Junior Suite –Vista Mare, a Taormina sarebbero dovuti restare una settimana, dopo si sarebbero recati a Siracusa). Il giorno della partenza, il 02-ottobre -2013, alle ore 14,00, Cheryl e Christopher non si presentano nella hall a consegnare le chiavi della stanza, con estremo imbarazzo la vicedirettrice dell’albergo e la governante vanno a bussare alla loro porta, più e più volte, e, vedendo che non rispondono, aprono la porta con il passe-partout elettronico: appena entrate vedono riflessa nello specchio la sagoma dei loro corpi che appaiono distesi nel letto, immobili: rapide e convulse mille domande si affastellano nella mente delle due donne, la governante è terrorizzata e fugge via, mentre la vicedirettrice deve poter capire cosa sta succedendo e si avvicina, quello che vede è una scena surreale: loro sono chiaramente morti, distesi e rigidi sul letto, non sono tra loro abbracciati, però sono coricati l’uno accanto all’altra, sotto di loro, a coprire le coperte e le lenzuola del letto, hanno posto un grande foglio di cellophane, come quello che usano gli imbianchini, per evitare che eventuali umori liberatisi dai corpi esanimi, potessero sporcare; sulla spalliera del letto era appesa una fila di bandierine di Halloween, coi teschi stampati, e, tra queste, altre bandierine, quelle che si usano per le feste di compleanno, ognuna con una lettera a formare la frase “dance of death” (la danza della morte); sul comodino c’erano due flaconi (200 – 300 ml) svuotati, che contenevano ognuno una sostanza letale, c’erano delle chiavi (per le serrature delle valigie), ed una lettera, nella quale riportavano le loro ultime volontà: lasciavano i soldi per onorare le spese dell’albergo, donavano all’albergo il contenuto delle loro valigie, ed infine chiedevano perdono per il disagio che il loro gesto estremo avrebbe certamente arrecato all’albergo. Le scarne notizie sul web di allora (tutti articoli fotocopia di un solo articolo) riportarono che entrambi soffrivano di gravi problemi di salute, ma le cose non stavano così, certo qualche piccolo malanno c’era, ma nulla di veramente grave ed irrisolvibile. Cheryl e Cristopher adesso giacciono nel cimitero di Taormina, in alto, più vicini al cielo che alla terra, neanche con la scala alta è facile avvicinarsi, anche solo per deporvi un fiore, fu contattata l’ambasciata australiana, ma nessuno chiese che i loro corpi venissero rimpatriati nella loro patria, l’Australia.
Sant’Agostino sembra non disse “chi canta prega due volte”, ma sarebbe bello pensare che io, nel postare le mie foto e nel dedicarle a loro, forse io stia ugualmente pregando per loro.
Post Scriptum: ringrazio la signora Luisa, senza di lei non sarei mai riuscito a ricostruire con una certa accuratezza le ultime ore della loro vita, sul web le notizie sono imprecise e laconiche; ringrazio il sig. Bambara, impresario di pompe funebri, che avendone tumulato i loro corpi nell’anno 2013, mi ha indicato, accompagnandomi di persona, dove si trova esattamente la loro ubicazione.
Tutte le foto che presento sono state realizzate nella cittadina di Taormina e nei suoi dintorni (Sicilia);
ho realizzato foto riconducibili alla “street photography”;
ho cercato di cogliere al volo l’essenza di storie fotografiche minime, raccolte camminando per la strada ... alla ricerca di attimi fugaci s-fuggenti ...
Ho utilizzato per alcune fotografie una tecnica fotografica particolare al momento dello scatto, che oltre a catturare lo spazio circostante, ha "inserito" anche una dimensione temporale, con foto caratterizzate dall’essere mosse poiché volutamente sono stati allungati i tempi di esposizione, sono confuse-sfocate-imprecise-indecise...il termine anglosassone che racchiude con una sola parola questo genere fotografico è "blur", queste immagini sono state così realizzate in fase di scatto, e non come un effetto creato successivamente, a posteriori, in fase di post-produzione.
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