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Every parent knows how hard it is to inspire their children and getting them to brush their teeth isn't easy. My daughter gave Chloe two toothbrushes that light up and she was totally mesmerized by them. She couldn't choose which one to use.
I love this quote by Meister Eckhart.
"And Suddenly You Know:
Something New, And Trust
The Magic Of Beginnings"
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The Beginning
"Now this is not the end. It is not even the beginning of the end. But it is, perhaps, the end of the beginning."
- Winston Churchill
It seemed appropriate to challenge myself (yet again) for this New Year. I am starting the 52 week project, and I actually plan on finishing it this year, and grow as a photographer, and maybe learn a thing or two more about who I am as a person. I hope you all join me in this little journey.
This is the beginning, not the end.
I'm out of titles. I lack creativity.
Re-starting my 365 because my wireless remote came in through the mail!! Finally! This is a bad picture, but I'm learning to conquer this remote hahaha. I basically threw my camera on the floor and sat down and pressed the button. Oops. (:
A westbound NS stack train is beginning its descent of the Allegheny Mountains just east of Cresson, PA. The differing grade profile of the two main routes is clearly evident here.
Komsomolskaya (Russian: Комсомо́льская) is a Moscow Metro station in the Krasnoselsky District, Central Administrative Okrug, Moscow. It is on the Koltsevaya Line, between Prospekt Mira and Kurskaya stations.
The station is noted for its being located under the busiest Moscow transport hub, Komsomolskaya Square, which serves Leningradsky, Yaroslavsky and Kazansky railway terminals. Because of that the station is one of the busiest in the whole system and is the most loaded one on the line. It opened on 30 January 1952 as a part of the second stage of the line.
Architecture and decoration
Beginning with the large vestibule located among the former of the two train stations, the building features an immense octagonal dome topped by a cupola, and a spire crowned by a large star and imposing full-height portico with stylised Corinthian columns. Inside amid the Baroque-style ornaments, rich torchères and chandelier lights, two escalators descend, one leading to the old 1935 Komsomolskaya-Radialnaya station, and the second to this one.
Once on the platform level, the full details of this deep column station built to special design on a monolithic plan become apparent; there is an imposing Baroque ceiling, with accompanying friezes, painted yellow. Supporting the enlarged barrel vault are 68 octagonal columns faced with white marble, and topped with baroque pilasters. The platform is lit up by chandeliers and additional concealed elements in the niches of both the central and platform halls.
The theme of the design, the Historical Russian fight for freedom and independence, is expressed in eight large ceiling mosaics by Pavel Korin. Korin said that the inspiration came from Joseph Stalin's speech at the Moscow Parade of 1941, where he inspired the soldiers amid the catastrophic losses in the early period of World War II to remember the historical heroics of their Russian forefathers. The idea to design the art as a mosaic came from the Saint Sophia Cathedral in Kiev, where Korin saw that such artforms could last for eternity. Chronologically the mosaics are as following:
1242: Alexander Nevsky after the Battle on the Ice.
1380: Dmitry Donskoy after the Battle of Kulikovo.
1612: Kuzma Minin and Dmitry Pozharsky after the end of the Time of Troubles.
1799: Alexander Suvorov after the Crossing of the Alps.
1812: Mikhail Kutuzov after the Battle of Borodino.
1945: The original mosaic here was of Red Army troops on Red Square receiving the Guards banner from Soviet army command, yet because it contained images of some commanders whose careers and legacy would later be re-evaluated (including Joseph Stalin) most of the mosaic was replaced with that of Vladimir Lenin addressing a meeting in Red Square, thus moving the date of the artwork to a period between 1917 and 1922.
1945: Soviet Troops on the Reichstag building after the Battle of Berlin (according to some, the original banner had superimposed profiles of Lenin and Stalin: the latter was removed to leave just Lenin remaining).
1945: The original image was of a Victory parade with Soviet soldiers throwing captured Nazi banners in front of Lenin's mausoleum. However for the same reason as the sixth image, this image would hold the record for retouchings. First when Lavrenty Beria was arrested in 1953, his glasses were erased and then the whole figure was removed. Then in 1957, after the political crisis saw the end of the careers of Vyacheslav Molotov and Lazar Kaganovich, their images followed suit. Finally, after 1961 brought the end of Stalin's personality cult, in early 1963 the whole panel was taken down and Korin re-designed it by placing a maiden (symbolising Mother Russia) standing on the Nazi banners in front of the same mausoleum, holding a hammer and sickle in one hand and a palm branch in the other. This final one alone is made of more than 300 thousand mosaic tiles and takes up 31.5 square metres and weighs more than three tonnes.
However the artistic decoration does not stop there, for in between each of the mosaics there are further ones made of gilded smalt depicting various weaponry and armour: one set is focused on ancient Russian equipment, a second on the Napoleonic era, the third on WWII. At the end of the platform is a bust of Vladimir Lenin under an arch decorated with gilt floral designs and the Coat of arms of the Soviet Union.
In the centre of the red granite covered platform are two passageways, surrounded by marble balustrades with escalators that descend into a lobby with a main escalator tunnel upwards to the Sokolnicheskaya Line's Komsomolskaya station. On the wall opposite the escalator is a large fluorescent mosaic, also of Pavel Korin, depicting the Order of Victory surrounded by red and green banners and Georgian colours.
In 1951 both Pavel Korin and Alexey Schusev (posthumously) were awarded the Stalin Prize for their works on the station, and on 30 January 1952 the station was opened to the public as the first on the second stage of the Koltsevaya line. In 1958 the station was awarded the Grand Prix ("Grand Prize") title of Expo '58 in Brussels [Wikipedia.org]
At the beginning of the 20th century, excavators and cranes were manufactured here. More recently, the former industrial zone has become a business park with a variety of uses. The combination of old industrial architecture with modern new buildings looks quite attractive.
Such humble beginnings... my mom made this costume for me (much to her detest) for Halloween 1999 I think. I helped my mom with my ingenious planning skills to get the rounded hood to work and stuffed the tail myself.
I loved my Mew costume, but all the old ladies who answered the door thought I was some kind of bunny or something. A what!? Don't you know what Pokemon is lady!? To avoid confusion, I even taped the Mew Promo card to my chest.
From left to right: My brother as Spyro, my sister as a 50's girl, our neighbor Gayle as a high school cheerleader, and me as Mew.
Olympus XA with F.Zuiko f2.8/35mm, Rollei RPX 400 in Tmax developer 1+4 for 6.5mn. 20C
Here I did the same as in the previous shot, I used the self timer, the camera ISO was at 25 but instead of f16 I chose f4.
That's my friend Pablo writing in a napkin the ideas to start a new business together....time will tell
234/365 - "Humble Beginnings"
The Minolta 7S on the left was my dad's camera during his time in Vietnam. Nowadays, he can't even get a point-n-shoot to focus, but somehow, he was a great photographer back in the army. After posting the photograph of him and Grandpa last night, it seemed fitting to share what was originally his camera.
In high school he let me use it for my photography class (by "use" it I mean "inherit" it and it's now mine!). The light meter in it never worked, but I was able to use the suggested settings on the rolls of Kodak to get me through my first rolls of film! I still have that camera and may need to try shooting some film with it again.
In my junior year of college I took my first photography/film developing class. My photography professor said that Dad's camera with the broken light meter wouldn't work for me, so he helped me get a short term student loan for the camera on the right, my Richo KR-5 Super II. I used that camera for almost 10 years before it was replaced by a Sony Cyber Shoot which, a few years later was replaced with the Nikon digital that I've been using for the past 4 years. I loved my Richo. That's the camera that really gave me the photography bug. I always thought it was cool because it was the same camera that my uncle Glenn had.
I took this photo with my Nikon D90 at work one night with our professional lighting set-up and backdrop that I do shoot products shots on all the time. Somehow or another, these two cameras led to the career I have today.
Every journey has it's beginning. Dad's Minolta started mine. How cool is it that this camera from the late 70's spawned all the images you see here from me today. :)
(originally shot 05/01/13)
Sarah Hitt
Senior
Mechanical Engineering
Member of Arts Club
I started acrylic pouring over the quarantine summer. It was a great project to keep me busy! I also love animals and try to incorporate them into my art whenever possible.
Featured artwork: Beginning
Acrylic
Online Shop: www.etsy.com/shop/SarahHittArt?ref=seller-platform-mcnav
This artist is open to commissions: schitt@ncsu.edu
Week 5 beginning July 23, 2012 and ending July 27, 2012.
The fifth week of camp just ended and we cannot believe we are half way through the summer! This week our campers participated in WGDC's most anticipated event, WATER WORLD! Because of inclement weather we had to push it back a week but the long wait only made for a great experience! WGDC's Middle Camp and Willows put on a great show during our "Puttin on the hits" event. Get some rest this weekend because week 6 is going to be just as great as week 5!
About Willow Grove Day Camp
Willow Grove Day Camp provides summer fun for kids who live in Willow Grove, Abington, Blue Bell, Hatboro, Horsham, Huntingdon Valley, Lafayette Hill, Philadelphia, Plymouth Meeting, Southampton and the surrounding areas. For more information on Willow Grove Day Camp and the services they provide please visit: www.willowgrovedaycamp.com.
Soft Machine / At The Beginning
Trackliste:
- That's How Much I Need You Now - 2:25
- Save Yourself - 2:42
- I Should've Known - 7:30
- Jet-Propelled Photograph - 2:30
- When I Don't Want You - 2:47
- Memories - 2:59
- You Don't Remember - 3:44
- She's Gone - 2:10
- I'd Rather Be With You - 3:40
Kevin Ayers - Bass, Vocals
Robert Wyatt - Drums, Vocals
Daevid Allen - Lead Guitar
Mike Ratledge - Piano, Organ
Demo sessions recorded in London, April 1967
sleeve design: Joe Staut
Label: Bellaphon Records / 1974
ex Vinyl-Collection MTP
Lowenstark’s Log: … uhh… dates are sort of funny. I think I’ll start like this:
Lowenstark’s Log: Day 299.
Man, I suppose I should start with the beginning. Hell, I should’ve probably been taking these journal notes this entire time. Now that I can’t do it in my head anymore, it never really occurred to me…but I think it’s time I start chronicling again. I mean, my story should be put to paper, in case I die or something. Again.
It’s been almost three hundred days since I was brought to the Dreamscape. At first I thought I was dead. Hell, whoever brought me here even had the sense of humor to leave me atop a big tuft of clouds – as if I were in some comic version of Heaven itself. It took days for me to realize that I could actually fly, and even that came about when I decided I’d rather take a swift fall than die of dehydration.
As I wondered from curious wonderland to curious wonderland, marveling at the sheer oddity, surreality, and absurdity (when it’s not simply horror) of the Dreamscape, I eventually realized I wasn’t actually in Heaven. The first clue was a slobbering Fade that nearly killed me, and managed to break a few bones before found myself nearly crapping my pants and teleporting to some new location. .. and, thankfully, found another Dreamwalker.
An explorer, that Dreamwalker didn’t have time or inclination to deal with me. Begrudgingly he patched me up, gave me the Cliffnotes version of my situation, and wandered off a few hours later.
If you’re a Dreamwalker, you can imagine this Deer-In-Headlights moment. That ‘oh shit’ moment when you realize you’re A: Dead, and B: Way in over your head. Only in my case, I had the added dread of finding out I'm not even real... we'll get back to that point later on.
Now, If you’re a Dreamwalker and you’ve never heard of this… sorry to give you that same ‘oh shit’ moment. You're probably lost and confused, and reading this journal is going to only make you question your situation even further... that's a good thing! Here, I'll do you a solid, and give you a bit of the skinny. Here's the cliff notes version I received when -I- got here:
A: You died in your sleep, in the middle of some lucid dream. When you died, the dream was so lucid, it continued to hold your entire consciousness here – in the Dreamscape, the world of Dreams.
B: There are others like you. Untold numbers who travel around, form bands, occasionally towns, and just try to survive. Aside from those of us TRAPPED here in the Dreamscape, there are other Dreamers, who are people who are STILL sleeping and dreaming. Fair warning: Never, ever, ever try to forcibly make these people aware that you don’t belong in their dreams. That ALWAYS ends poorly- for YOU.
C: There are other things you can encounter besides 'Walkers and Dreamers. Among the worst possible encounter for you are the Fades. These are beings of pure emotion, also brought into this realm by lucid dreams. You have your most common, Nightmare Fades, which are horrors of all varieties – extremely powerful, no matter how good you are at manipulating the Dreamscape – but there other, more subtle kinds as well. Don’t go thinking you can take one all by your lonesome – I don’t care what kind of Stephen Seagal badass you were in real life, or how naturally gifted you are at bending the Dreamscape to your will. Oh, and chances are that lucid dream that brought you here also created a fade - a personal nightmare torn straight from your dreams. So, uh, watch your back.
D: There are parts of the Dreamscape that are intensely ORDERLY. Most of this world (which is the collective human subconscious) is complete chaos, warping and changing, inconsistent for much longer than a few hours. Some parts last longer, and still,there are places called Dreamplanes that are WAY more consistent. The Dreamers here aren’t just having a simple little dream, they’re having a massive, collective dream. They are dreaming that they are other people, like fictional characters, and these characters all live out full lives in the Dreamplane. Everything humans fantasize about likely has a dreamplane. You’ll find Wild West Dreamplanes, Science Fiction Dreamplanes, Cyberpunk Dreamplanes.. a lot of variety, and each one like it’s own little pocket-world. Just, again, don’t go trying to convince the dreamers there about who you really are… the psychic backlash from the paradox could literally tear your mind apart. Just, act cool, act like you belong there. Don't worry, you'll find that to protect the fragile reality there, the Dreamscape will give you some backup to help make a cover identity... you'll see what I mean. It's actually pretty neat.
E: It’s possible, though extraordinarily rare and unusual for one of these Dreamers in those aforementioned Dreamplanes to be “forced” awake. To be made to realize the world that they are in is not only a dream, but part of the larger Dreamscape. When that happens, the shock is so great that the Dreamer dies… and leaves behind only the fictional version of themselves. All memories of whoever they were in the “real world” are gone.
Option E up there? That’s me. I’m a fictional character who was being dreamt up by someone who I will never know. Someone who died so that I can exist, thanks to some OTHER unknown figure who went through a LOT of trouble to “Birth” me into the Dreamscape. See, to ME it’s the year 2077, and I was part of dystopian future fighting a corrupt government, looking for freedom and trying to build a better tomorrow. In truth, in reality, it’s somewhere around the year 2010. And I’m a fictional character that’s part of a fictional environment.
Most Dreamwalkers aren’t. They’re part of that world, the 2010 mundane world. The real world. Not me, though. I’m… well, the ‘real’ me, is dead. I’m a figment of his imagination… but I still FEEL real. Hell, I have 37 years of memories of a world that exists, for real, in the Dreamscape. It may not be what’s considered the “real world” – but to me, it was utterly real. Full of life, love, challenge and triumph, and even though I can never go back to that particular Dreamplane again, it was my home for my entire life. Unfortunately, I am dead there, so it's the one place in the Dreamscape I can never return to.
In fact, I’ve considered the possibility that maybe these lives those people lived, in their ‘real world’, in the early 21st century, my ALSO be a dream. Who’s to say? Why is their world more real than my world? Besides general consensus that is.
Anyway, that’s the beginning of my story. Well… it’s the beginning of my NEW story. My old story had a beginning, middle, and end… and it was a fantastic story, full of people I will miss (painfully so.) Since I was awakened, and went through this process of discovery my entire last few hundred days has been dedicated to understanding about as much about this place and it’s Dreamwalkers as I can. I'm training to manipulate the Dreamscape, trying to understand where I am and what our limits are... but more Dreamwalkers crop up every day. So many people are new, frightened and in need of aid… and naturally, it’s my job to find and help them.
What can I say… I’m not good, I’m just dreamt that way.
The waterfall in Lasalle Canon is beginning to freeze. If the temperatures stay cold enough, the ice at the bottom and top with join to form an icefall. The sandstone is eroded quite a ways back underneath this waterfall. It always gives me the creeps when I walk under here. This will almost certainly collapse one day, and I don't want to be under it when it does!
Week 6 Week beginning August 8, 2011 and Week ending August 14, 20111 was an awesome week!
The 6th week of camp was filled with more of our campers favorite summer activities! To round out our week we had another popular event our All Camp Cookout! This event is always a hit with the campers! We hope everyone enjoyed their week!
Congratulations to all for a great Color War. Final score Blue WaWa 733, White Dunkin Donuts 702.
Many of our campers celebrated their birthdays this week! We just want to give them on last shout out and hope they enjoyed their special day! We wish you many more! Chase Felgoise, Anna Tucker Simeon Lehmann, Emily Pauson, Jenna Steinbrink, Julia Schwartz, Madeline Epstein, Benjamin Gause, Mikun Fasan, and Nickolas Giardetti
Willow Grove Day Camp provides summer fun for kids who live in Willow Grove, Abington, Blue Bell, Hatboro, Horsham, Huntingdon Valley, Lafayette Hill, Philadelphia, Plymouth Meeting, Southampton and the surrounding areas. For more information on Willow Grove Day Camp and the services they provide please visit: www.willowgrovedaycamp.com
First night in Cancun, Mexico after what turned out to be a private Baby Sea Turtle release with my wife and my Mom. We released about a dozen turtles. It was a beautiful moonlit night. An experience we will never forget!
Week 3 beginning July 7, 2012 and ending July 13, 2012.
The third week of camp was a busy one for all our campers! The senior boys went and saw the Trenton Thunder play, the junior girls went to BounceU, the CITs went tubing, and a few groups went bowling. This week also including some visiting days for many groups. Also, our first Twilight parties of the season were this week! Its the third week down and a great fourth week to come!
About Willow Grove Day Camp
Willow Grove Day Camp provides summer fun for kids who live in Willow Grove, Abington, Blue Bell, Hatboro, Horsham, Huntingdon Valley, Lafayette Hill, Philadelphia, Plymouth Meeting, Southampton and the surrounding areas. For more information on Willow Grove Day Camp and the services they provide please visit: www.willowgrovedaycamp.com.
Project 52- 2014 Ellenburg Photography's Photo Challenge
I let Lili choose which pic I should submit this week. She chose this one of her beginning her painting project! Another week without natural light (something I need to practice) but I just love taking pictures of my kids hands...
[#Beginning of Shooting Data Section]
Nikon D2X
Focal Length: 500mm
Optimize Image:
Color Mode: Mode III (sRGB)
Long Exposure NR: Off
High ISO NR: On (Normal)
2005/12/22 17:08:58.7
Exposure Mode: Aperture Priority
White Balance: Auto
Tone Comp.: Normal
RAW (12-bit)
Metering Mode: Multi-Pattern
AF Mode: AF-C
Hue Adjustment: 0°
Image Size: Large (3216 x 2136)
1/90 sec - F/6.7
Flash Sync Mode: Not Attached
Saturation: Normal
Exposure Comp.: 0 EV
Sharpening: Normal
Lens: 300mm F/4 D
Sensitivity: ISO 400
Image Comment: Anthony Mak
[#End of Shooting Data Section]
Downtown Toronto
One of the best acoustic-electric guitar tunes in pop rock history!! - Mike
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"From the Beginning is a song written by Greg Lake and performed by the progressive rock trio Emerson, Lake & Palmer. It was released on their 1972 album Trilogy. It is driven by a rhythm acoustic guitar line with layers of electric guitar (both rhythm and lead), electric bass guitar, and sung by Lake, with some backing on drums (notably without cymbals), and with a distinctive closing synthesizer solo, accompanied by recurrent space effects. It hit #39 in the US and was their highest charting single." en.wikipedia.org/wiki/From_the_Beginning_(Emerson,_Lake_%...
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"Emerson, Lake & Palmer, also known as ELP, are an English progressive rock supergroup. They found success in the 1970s and sold over forty million albums and headlined large stadium concerts. The band consists of Keith Emerson (keyboards), Greg Lake (bass guitar, vocals, guitar) and Carl Palmer (drums, percussion). They are one of the most commercially successful progressive rock bands and from the outset focused on combining classical pieces with rock music." en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emerson,_Lake_%26_Palmer
Joyeuses Paques et Printemps ! Happy Easter and Spring...
“There are times to cultivate and create, when you nurture your world and give birth to new ideas and ventures. There are times of flourishing and abundance, when life feels in full bloom, energized and expanding. And there are times of fruition, when things come to an end. They have reached their climax and must be harvested before they begin to fade. And finally of course, there are times that are cold, and cutting and empty, times when the spring of new beginnings seems like a distant dream. Those rhythms in life are natural events. They weave into one another as day follows night, bringing, not messages of hope and fear, but messages of how things are.”
Chogyam Trungpa
There is a distinct relationship between the Spring Equinox and Easter. The new religion of the Catholic Church absorbed the existing traditions and their symbols and developed a new name, ‘Easter’, which is obviously a variant of a German / Saxon Goddess name whose festival was with the arrival of spring.
In the pre-Catholic times the celebration of the Vernal Equinox was about new life and hope, the planting of seeds and the activation of the fertility cycle. But the Catholic Church replaced this with solemn displays commemorating Christ and Christian or Catholic dogma (written rules). The Old Testament heroine was the goddess Ishtar in thin disguise (Esther is the Aramaic word for Ishtar)... Ishtar is Persian for 'star'... So Ishtar was the goddess of the morning & evening star, as well as being the Great Mother, Shining One, Lady of Visions, Priestess of Priestess', she was the source of the Oracles of Prophesy, & Possessor of the Tablets of Life's Records... Her symbols were the eight pointed star, the pentagram, dove, serpents, & the double axe... Her planet was Venus... She wore a rainbow necklace...
The Persians converted this necklace (the rainbow) into a razor-sharp bridge that led to the Mount of Paradise... In ancient Sumeria, she had 180 shrines where women gathered daily for prayer, meditation, & socializing. The night of the full moon, known as Shapatu, saw joyous celebrations in her temples... At these rites (known as Qadishtu), women who lived as priestesses in her shrines took lovers to express the sacredness of sexuality as a gift from Ishtar.