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À tous les amoureuses(x) de la Demeure du Chaos.
Vous n'ignorez pas que depuis 18 ans (1999), nous avons mené des combats judiciaires dépassant toute forme d'entendement entre nous, la Mairie de Saint Romain Au Mont d'Or et l'État.
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Beaucoup de sang, d'encre et de temps ont coulé et comme toute guerre et victoire, nous nous devons de surveiller l'ennemi de près, notamment avec la tonne de décrets, lois, circulaires et réglementations qui ne cessent de laminer la culture en
France pour en faire un produit normalisé et politiquement correct.
La Mairie de Saint Romain Au Mont d'Or a donc bloqué, pour des prétextes imaginaires, les visites intérieures, les visites de nuit et une série de mesures pour soi-disant protéger "la foule qui envahit sauvagement notre petit village chaque week-end".(Dixit la Mairie)
Je me devais donc de vous donner accès à ces milliers de points de vue désormais réglementés et/ou prohibés pour que vous puissiez en profiter, les partager librement (Creative Commons - libre droit d'utiliser les photos comme bon vous semble avec la seule obligation de citer mon nom en tant qu'auteur).
J'ai donc pris mon courage à deux pas durant plusieurs mois, ressorti les grands moyens (nacelle de 25 mètres, échelle d'artisan 4 pans, crochets de suspensions, ballades sanglé sur les toits). Plongé dans les entrailles intimes de la Demeure du Chaos, attendre des heures la bonne lumière - et cet hiver il a vraiment fait très froid - mais le résultat est là !
450 photos où je n'hésite pas à me mettre en danger où le temps et la fatigue ne compte plus, pour le plaisir de vous offrir le fruit défendu... et ce n'est qu'un début. elles sont en lignes sur Filckr en HD avec la possibilité de les voir en plein écran mode diapo. (Diaporama)
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Ces photos sont faites pour vous émerveiller, partager votre passion avec vos ami(e)s et dites-vous que chaque partage est un acte de résistance de première catégorie pour la petite bande de réac qui depuis 18 ans ne supporte pas que "l'autre, l'étranger, celui qui n'est pas natif de Saint Romain depuis 100 ans, puisse avoir accès à la Demeure du Chaos";(dixit le Maire honoraire Pierre Dumont ).
Ce demi-millier de photos est aussi une véritable voie ésotérique qui passe par la voie alchimique qui est l'essence-même de la Demeure du Chaos / Abode of Chaos depuis 1999.
Elle révèle une multitude d'interdits, de tabous, de confidences, pour vous permettre une lecture intimiste, engagée politiquement au sens noble du terme, avec une fureur de vivre que seule la création démesurée amène à son auteur.
Je vous rappelle que nous sommes ouverts chaque week-end et jour férié. Entrée libre et gratuite. Le catalogue d'exposition est aussi gratuit sur place et vous pouvez vivre cette expérience magique de 14h à 17h en horaire d'hiver jusqu'à fin mars ou de 14h30 à 18h30 en horaire d'été d'avril à fin septembre.
Bon festin et à très bientôt.
"Hasta la victoria siempre"
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Amelia shines in this electrifying portrait, blending neon hues of cobalt blue and magenta. Captured in St. Louis, her confident pose and striking red boots create a bold, unforgettable statement. This is where fashion meets art in a kaleidoscope of light and color.
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Soapbox derby, June 16. 2013 in Wahnbek / near Oldenburg - city in the German state of Lower Saxony.
Spontaner Entschluss der Ju-Jutsu Kinder- u. Jugendgruppe des TuS Bloherfelde am Seifenkistenrennen (Sonntag, den 16. 06. 2013) in Wahnbek / Nähe Oldenburg (Oldb) teilzunehmen.
I have to say I had made macarons with the recipe from this book before and the macarons came out look like a meringue. I don’t know why and I don’t want to try again until now. I have a lot more confident to make these little French cookies. Now, I know that the real problem is not the book or the recipe but the technique, making Macarons is not hard but you have to know HOW. The recipe is from I LOVEマカロンBy 荻田 尚子 (Hisako Ogita) (I have all 3 of her books and Pretty and small cake (sweet) book is the one which I wrote about last time). The recipe is from this book but the how-to is changing. I use the methods that give me the good result every times.
I know that Macaron is French but it’s very popular in Japan and this is one of great combination. Green tea is good contrast to the sweet flavor of the red bean, and when come along with a cup of hot green tea, these little cookies will be the best way to brighten up the lazy afternoon.
To see the recipe go to
Green tea Macarons with red bean paste
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Mule Deer (Odocoileus hemionus)
Swan Lake Nature Sanctuary - Christmas Hill, Saanich, BC
This guy wasn't about to let some silly human disturb his rest. He looked at me for a for a little while, then ignored me. After a few minutes he stood up and casually walked away, not a care in the world.
What a contrast ! A wayside vendor in the hot sun of Trivandrum in front of a jewellery showroom ad featuring a famous actress. In East Fort near the famous Anananthapadmanabhswamy temple.
Perhaps we can list the contrasts ( some pointed out by Koshyk)
Young-old
Rich - Poor
Fair - dark
Smooth - wrinkled
Bejewelled - Bare
Smiling - reticent
Fresh - Tired
Confident - dejected
Any more?
Over the years I have become a more confident T-lady. I hope this can be an encouragement for other T-ladies to feel confident and happy as well.
This young lady now feels fully at ease in her classy satin ballgown. She stands tall with confidence and pride. And rightly so Cindy; you're a lovely friend, a beautiful girl and a superb graceful lady. Both gorgeous and very impressive!
This photo also shows Cindy's dress well, in particular her slim waistline with her wide ballgown skirt flaring out below. I love the feminine V-shape at the waist and the magnificent silky shiny folds of her skirt.
Last autumn, we felt confident enough to start arranging things in the new year. One of these was a show by Chinese acrobats that Jools wanted to see. She got Jen, Sylv and a friend to go. And yesterday was the day of the show. I made it clear it wasn't for me, but I would go up to rephotograph some City churches and we would meet up afterwards for a meal before coming home.
When we arrange things, we don't know what slings and arrows fate might throw at us. In Tuesday's case, it was a Tube drivers strike, and no last minute talks fixed that. I could arrange my trip to avoind using public transport other than the train up and back home, which were unaffected. Jools thought they would be OK, as their tickets were for the Odeon, which she thought was in Leicester Square, but it turned out was the old Hammersmith Apollo. Now, usually this would not have been a problem, but on Tuesday it was.
They arranged to leave an hour earlier than planned and try to get a taxi, which they did after waiting in line for an hour, getting to the theatre just half an hour before showtime, leaving them only time to get a snack.
Their journey up was done outside rush hour, the show ened at five, and they had to get back to St Pancras. Which would prove to be an adventure.
For me, however, it was a walk in the park. And to add to the pleasure of the day, I would meet up with my good friend, Simon, owner of the Churches of East Anglia website, just about every word and picture done by his own hand. His website also covers the City of LOndon churches, so I asked if he wanted to meet up; he did, so a plan was hatched to meet and visit a few churches, one of which, King Edmund, he had not been inside. He wouldn't arrive until jsut after ten to get the offpeak ticket prices, I would get up early as a couple of the churches would be open before nine.
A plan was made, and I had a list of chuches and a rough order in which to visit them.
The alarm went off at five, and we were both up. I having a coffee after getting dressed and Jools was to drop me off at the station, and as we drove in the heavy fog that had settled, I realised there was a direct train to Cannon Street just after seven, could I make it to avoid a half hour layover at Ashford?
Yes I could.
Jools dropped me off outside Priory station, I went in and got my ticket, and was on the train settled into a forward facing seat with three whole minutes to spare.
The train rattled it's way out of the station and through the tunnel under Western Heights, outside it was still dark. So I put my mask on and rested my eyes as we went through Folkestone to Ashford, an towards Pluckley, Headcorn, Marden to Tonbridge, Sevenoaks and so onto south east London. The train filled up slowly, until we got to Tonbridge which left few seats remaining, and at Sevenoaks, it was standing room only, but by then its a twenty minute run to London Bridge.
After leaving London Bridge station, the train took the sharp turn above Borough Market and over the river into Cannon Street. I was in no hurry, so enoyed the peace and space of an empty carriage before making my way off the train then along the platform and out onto the street in front. A heavy drizzle was falling, so I decided to get some breakfast and another coffee. Just up Walbrook there was an independent sandwich place, so I went in and asked what I wanted: faced with dozens of choices, all made to order, I had no idea.
I decided on a simple sausage sandwich and a coffee and watched people hurrying to work outside. I had all the time I wanted.
I check my phone and find that opening times were a little different, but St Mary Aldermary was open from half eight, so I check the directions and head there.
It was open, mainly because there is a small cafe inside. I ask if I could go in, they say yes, so I snap it well with the 50mm lens fitted, and decide that something sweet was called for. They recommended the carrot cake, so I had a slice of that and a pot of breakfast tea sitting and admiring the details of the church. Once I had finished, I put on the wide angle lens and finished the job.
Just up the lane outside was St Mary-le-Bow, which should also be open.
It was. Also because they had a cafe. I skipped another brew, and photographed that too, and saw that the crypt was open too, so went down the steps to that. Simon tells me that the church got it's name because of the brick arched crypt: bowed roof.
A five minute walk past The Bank of England was St Mary Woolnorth and St Mary Abchurch: both open, and both recorded by my camera and keen eye.
It was now near to ten, so I texted Simon to let him know to meet me at St Edmund, and I set off in the wrong direction. I only realised this when I was the other side of The Bank, so checked my map and retraced my steps and went down Lombard Street.
The rain was still falling gently, and I was damp, so found shelter under a balcony, as the church was not unlocked. The smell of tale piss rose from the pavement, it wasn't pleasant.
Simon arrived, we shook hands and reviewed the plans, and with it being nearly half ten, thought we would give Stephen Walbrook another go. And wonder of wonders, it was open! The church has been reordered, which isn't to everyone's taste, but the doughnut in the centre can be removed if needed, and Wren's church is still there, including the wonderful painted ceiling.
We went to Cornhill, as Somon had never visited St Peer there, or rather never found it open. I had a feeling that Friends of the City Churches were watching it on Tuesday, so should be open. And it was, although a workshop was going on, we went round not getting in anyone's way getting shots, and then chatting with the watcher, who didn't quite match Simon's knowledge, but the watcher had his book for reference.
Another church Simon hadn't been inside was St Katherine Cree, which again was a five minute walk back across the Square Mile.
It too was open.
Yay.
Pride here was the fine rose window, wheel-like for St Catherine.
I was now on the home straight, but after a night for broken sleep, I was flagging. We had an appointment at St James Garlickythe, which was only open an hour. St James was a longer walk, but we made it, getting to the church at ten past, only to find there was a service on at quarter past.
We look inside, and apart from some incense drifting, and the sound of a dog crunching a bone, there was no one inside. I go in and get what shots I could.
The vicar came out and I apologise and leave him to his service with just his dog to witness it. In a city of millions, no one attended.
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A church was here from at least the 12th Century, and given the significance of Upper Thames Street, probably long before that. The medieval building was destroyed in the Great Fire, and Wren's replacement was complete by 1685. The spire was probably Hawksmoor's. It is a big church, positioned rather awkwardly now since the buildings to the south along Upper Thames Street were removed in 1974 to allow that ratrun to be widened, but the pleasing passageways of this part of the City run off into a maze to the north. The Blitz knocked the church about a bit, but it was far enough south and west to escape the firestorm of December 1940. The clock dated 1682 is actually a 1980s replacement of the orignal, which was lost to German bombs. There was a restoration of the interior after a crane from an adjacent building site fell into the church in 1991, taking out the roof of the sanctuary.
The postwar restoration removed many of the 19th Century fixtures and fittings and replaced them with Wren furnishings held in storage from other churches, most notably St Michael Queenhithe, a Wren church which stood nearby and was demolished in 1875. It is one of the most harmonious of the surviving Wren churches, and in any other city would be open far more frequently than the one day a week currently allowed us.
Simon Knott, December 2015
Hanne Paulsrud, founder of Confident Coaching, and a practitioner of NLP Coaching. And quite skilled at it if I might add. She asked me to take some professional portraits of her, and we were both very satisfied with the results. The magnificent Canon 85mm /1.8 delivers again!
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