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From the trained artists with impeccable voices & porcelain complexion (see comment), to the average homemakers & men on the street, Chengdu folks simply love song, dance & drama.
Every day, 10-20 groups of amateurs gather at the Renmin Gongyuan (People's Park) to sing & dance their hearts away under the shades of the trees, encouraged by the very appreciative crowd. With such enthusiasm, none need a stage - any corner of the park will do.
Chengdu, Sichuan, China.
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(She wanted to cover here eye on purpose)
Pequeño y de complexion más bien esbelta, con patas finas y pico puntiagudo, vivaracho e incansable, revolotea por las copas de los arboles y por los arbustos cazando todo tipo de insectos.
P.N. Monfrague
Model: Anne Marie Oprescu
Hairstyle, Stylist, Scenography and Photoshop: Giulia Ravaglia
Who would ever be able to imagine the mixture of cultures that are reflected in his features:
a mix of sange greek, French, Croatian and Romanian; features special, sweet and at the same time net
a crystal blue eyes and pale complexion
Female, woman and girl loves fashion, art and languages
It has a character all to interpret: sensitive, a little touchy and so sweetly naive
He likes to stay to himself, in his world, in his art. He has a thousand dreams and a place in his heart already occupied
not betray you ever and is capable of affezzionarsi to you as nobody here, you do not forget easily. is in Italy for years and speaks fluent
It is here to study Italian art and culture, which has always fascinated me as a child;
his family has remained in his home country and understand how it can be complicated
away agi family ties only to chase their dreams,
for this reason I consider it a strong girl, determined and courageous, because it takes a lot of courage
to go halfway around the world alone. For this reason it is to be estimated, and certainly has my estimation
Model: Anne Marie Oprescu
Hairstyle,Stylist,Scenography and Photoshop: Giulia Ravaglia
Chi mai riuscirebbe ad immaginare il misto di culture che si rispecchiano nei suoi lineamenti:
un mix di sange greco,francese,croato e rumeno; lineamenti particolari, dolci e allo stesso tempo netti
occhioni di un azzurro cristallino e carnagione tenue
Femminile, donna e ragazza, ama la moda, l'arte e le lingue
ha un carattere tutto da interpretare: sensibile, un poco permalosa e così dolcemente ingenua
ama stare tra se e se, nel suo mondo, nella sua arte. Ha mille sogni nel cassetto e un posto nel suo cuore già occupato
non ti tradirebbe mai ed è capace di affezzionarsi a te come nussuno, non ti dimentica facilmente. é in Italia da anni ormai e parla perfettamente la lingua
è qui per studiare l'arte e la cultura italiana, che l'ha sempre affascinata fin da bambina;
la sua famiglia è rimasta nel suo paese d'origine e capisco come possa essere complicato
allontanarsi agi affetti familiari solo per inseguire il proprio sogno,
proprio per questo la ritengo una ragazza forte, determina e coraggiosa, perchè ci vuole un bel coraggio
ad andare dall'altra parte del mondo da sole. Per questo motivo è da stimare, e di sicuro ha tutta la mia di stima.
October 6, 2015 - USC Kaufman hosted a special salon featuring Mariinsky Ballet's Diana Vishneva and USC Kaufman faculty member Desmond Richardson of Complexions Contemporary Ballet. Vice Dean and Director Jodie Gates moderated the discussion.
Garza real
Ardea cinerea
Familia: Ardeidos – Ardeidae
Aspecto: Garza grande, de complexión robusta, predominantemente de color gris, con un pico recto, fuerte, en forma de daga. Las garzas pueden diferenciarse de las grullas durante el vuelo, y a menudo también cuando están de pie, por la forma en que encorvan su cuello.
Tamaño: Largo 84-102 cm, envergadura alar 155-175 cm, peso 930-1.150 g.
Nido: Una gran pila desarreglada de ramas, generalmente construido muy alto en un abeto o pino. Las aves pueden usar el mismo nido durante muchos años.
Reproducción: Pone 6 huevos en mayo, incubados de forma alternada por los padres, en 4 a 6 períodos, durante 25 a 28 días. Las aves jóvenes aprenden a volar aproximadamente a los 50 días. Muchas garzas reales anidan en colonias.
Distribución: Ave migratoria de verano que se reproduce poco en Finlandia (solo hay alrededor de 100 parejas). En los últimos años, los avistamientos de invierno se han vuelto más comunes.
Migración: Pasa el invierno en el oeste y sur de Europa. La migración de otoño puede tener lugar entre mediados de agosto y principios de noviembre, y las aves regresan de marzo a mayo.
Alimentación: Acecha inmóvil a lo largo de costas, lista para emboscar, en espera de que peces y animales acuáticos pequeños estén a su alcance.
Sonidos: Un chillido fuerte, molesto, similar al llamado de la pagaza piquirroja.
La garza real tiene partes superiores de color gris claro, y partes inferiores de color blanco grisáceo. Su cabeza es mayormente blanca, excepto por una raya negra que se extiende desde encima de sus ojos hasta la parte posterior de su cuello, donde algunas de sus plumas se alargan para formar una cresta. Los adultos con plumaje de apareamiento pueden tener un color rosáceo a los lados del cuello, y algunas filas de rayas oscuras en el cuello y el pecho. La garza real tiene el pico de color amarillo o naranja amarillento, patas de color marrón opaco e iris amarillo.
Las aves inmaduras generalmente se parecen a las adultas, pero su capuchón y su cuello son más grises (y el cuello no tiene color rosáceo). Su pico es más pardusco y el iris es blanco.
On the eighth night of Navaratri, we focus on Goddess Maha Gauri. As Parvati, She did great penance to gain Shiva as Her husband, and in the process Her complexion turned dark. Pleased with her devotion, Lord Shiva bathed her in the holy water of the Ganges and Her skin turned pure white.
She is the Mother of compassion and peace and reflects the great radiant light within us all. When we renounce our animal qualities and let go of the limitations of our mind, the Mother will bestow Her Grace upon us to help us attain the Divine.
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Edgar Anido, dancer with NYC's Complexions Contemporary Ballet, works with UMKC Conservatory dance students during his artist residency, Sept. 2013.
photos: Janet Rogers, UMKC
Clasificación
Orden Accipitriformes; familia Accipitridae
Longitud 46-58 cm. Envergadura 110-132 cm.
Identificación
Es una rapaz de mediano tamaño, complexión robusta y coloración muy variable, que posee un aspecto bastante rechoncho cuando se la observa posada. En vuelo exhibe unas alas relativamente cortas y muy anchas y una cola no demasiado larga, que frecuentemente despliega en abanico, gracias a lo cual el ave puede practicar durante largo rato un vuelo sostenido que alterna con cernidos ocasionales. Su plumaje presenta numerosas variaciones individuales, por lo que se pueden observar desde individuos muy claros hasta ejemplares bastante oscuros. No obstante, la coloración más típica del adulto es de un tono marronáceo bastante homogéneo en las regiones dorsales y ligeramente más clara en las ventrales, donde aparece una franja pectoral blanquecina de desigual extensión (dibujo 1). En vuelo se hacen patentes unas amplias manchas relativamente claras —muy barradas— coincidentes con las rémiges primarias y secundarias en su cara ventral. Las alas muestran el borde posterior recorrido por una banda oscura, al igual que la cola, que puede aparecer variablemente barrada (dibujo 2). El joven presenta las partes inferiores de desiguales tonos marrones y las coberteras dorsales con bordes pálidos; además, su cola está finamente barrada, pero carece de la ancha banda terminal propia de los adultos. Visto ventralmente, no se aprecia con nitidez el reborde posterior oscuro de las alas, y tanto estas como el cuerpo dan la sensación de estar más estriados que barrados. Finalmente, a diferencia de los adultos, que poseen el iris de color oscuro, el del joven es bastante claro.
Canto
En vuelo emite con frecuencia un grito característico parecido a un maullido: piiiii aaaa.
With a slimy green complexion and a name like Chlorella Kessleri, it conjures up the image of a cruel Disney villainess. But the tiny algae plant, also known as Chlorella Vulgaris, is actually the real-life hero of a process being perfected by University of Kansas engineering students and faculty.
Meet KU senior Emily Cook and read the fascinating story of how she is making several discoveries here: bit.ly/Yryqzc
Saffron and Sweet almond oil have been used for centuries to improve skin and complexion. Almond oil makes a highly effective natural skin moisturizer while Indian and Ayurvedic medicine links saffron to lightening complexion. In fact, some pregnant women consume significant quantities of saffron to try to lighten their baby's skin color.
Everyone has been doing the “toon” filter on Snap Chat. If only I actually looked like this! That complexion tho!
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To the Glory of God
and in
ever grateful memory
of the following men
who gave their lives
for Freedom and Justice
in the Great War
1914 - 1918.
A/40009 Private Sidney John Cook, 5th. Battalion, Canadian Infantry.
Born on 2nd.March 1892 at East Harling, Norfolk, the third of eleven children of Harry, foreman at Overa Farm at Eccles, and Mary Crook.
Sidney spelt his name Sydney.
On 7th. April 1910 Sydney sailed on the SS Canada from Liverpool to Portland, Maine, to take advantage of the Dominions Lands Act. He arrived on 16th. April.
His occupation was given as a farm labourer and on 26th. January 1914, he was issued 160 acres at Mancroft, Humboldt Saskatchewan in Canada.
On 21st. December 1914, Sydney enlisted at Saskatoon where it was recorded that he was 5’10” with dark hair, a fresh complexion and blue eyes. He weighed 175 lb. with a 38″ chest and a scar between his eyes.
He did his basic training with 32nd Battalion, and later sailed aboard the SS Scandinavian for Shorncliffe, Kent arriving on 27th. June 1915.
On 3rd. August 1915, he was on his way to France with the Canadian Expeditionary Force, and by 14th. August he was posted to 5th. Battalion Canadian Infantry.
Sydney's service record states that attended sniper school for a week in April 1916.
War diary entries show that on 6th. June 1916 the 5th. Battalion were in position directly in front of Hill 60 when a trench mortar bombardment opened up at 09.00 hrs, lasting until 12.30 hrs, when artillery joined in until 16.30 hrs. A further bombardment occurred from 17.30 hrs. until 18.15 hrs. Trenches 40 to 43 are described as being 'practically destroyed.' Sydney was injured and was evacuated to 10 Casualty Clearing Station at Remy Sidings, Lijssenthoek, where he died, aged 24, of multiple shrapnel wounds on Wednesday 7th. June 1916. He is buried in Grave: VII. C. 5. at Lijssenthoek Military Cemetery, West-Vlaanderen, Belgium.
20551 Private Samuel Davison, 1st. Battalion, Essex Regiment, formally with the Norfolk Regment.
Born in East Harling in 1892.
The 1911 census records Samuel employed as a gardener and domesti and living in with his family at Railway Cottage in Eccles.
He married Beatrice Purse in October 1913, and they had a son, Ernest Leonard, born in 1914.
On 28th. July 1915 the 11,117 ton HMT Royal Edward, formally RMS Cairo, embarked 1,367, including members of the Royal Army Medical Corps at Avonmouth. The majority were reinforcements for the British 29th. Infantry Division, and were destined for Gallipoli.
Royal Edward arrived at Alexandria on 10th. August, then sailed for Moudros on the island of Lemnos, a staging point for the Dardanelles.
On the morning of Friday 13th. August 1915, Royal Edward passed the British hospital ship Soudan, heading in the opposite direction. Oberleutnant zur See Heino von Heimburg, commander of the German submarine UB-14, was off the island of Kandeloussa and saw both ships. He allowed Soudan to pass unmolested, and focused his attention on the unescorted Royal Edward some 6 nautical miles (6.8 miles - 11 km) off Kandelioussa. He launched a torpedoes from about 1 mile (1.6 km) away and hit the ship in the stern. She sank by the stern within six minutes.
Royal Edward was able to get off an SOS before losing power, and Soudan arrived on the scene at 10:00 after making a 180° turn. She rescued 440 men in six hours, and two French destroyers and some trawlers rescued another 221.
An Admiralty casualty list, published in The Times in September 1915, named 13 officers and 851 troops as missing believed drowned. It is believed the Royal Edward's death toll was actually 935 and was high because the ship had just completed a boat drill and the majority of the men were below decks re-stowing their equipment.
Samuel has no known grave and is commemorated on Panel 146 to 151 or 229 to 233 of the Helles Memorial, Eceabat İlçesi, Çanakkale, Turkey and on the Kenninghall, Norfolk Roll of Honour.
20713 Private Phill Williams, 1st. Battalion, Essex Regiment, formally with the Norfolk Regiment.
The son of William Alfred and Anna Williams of The Brickyard Cottages, Shipdham, Norfolk.
Phill died, aged 19, on Friday 13th. August 1915 in the sinking of HMT Royal Albert, described above.
He has no known grave and is commemorated on Panel 146 to 151 or 229 to 233 of the Helles Memorial, Eceabat İlçesi, Çanakkale, Turkey.
77261 Bombardier Frederick Thomas Matthews, 'K' Battery, Royal Horse Artillery.
The eldest son of Joseph Henry and Louisa Mathews.
Frederick died, aged 21, on Friday 30th. November 1917. He is buried in Grave: II. E. 7. at Ribecourt British Cemetery, Nord, France.
Frederick is remembered on his parent's headstone in St. Mary the Virgin churchyard, Eccles.
29563 Private Frederick Robert Ward, 1st. Battalion, Norfolk Regiment.
Born on 22nd. January 1886 at Wretham, Norfolk, the son of Frederick and Ann Ward, nee Saunders, of Hall Cottage, Wilby, Norfolk.
Brother of James, below.
Enlisted on 4th April 1916 where Fredericks occupation was recorded as a goods porter.
Frederick died, aged 31, on Wednesday 30th May 1917 at No. 4 General Hospital, Camiers, near Étaples of gunshot wounds to the legs received on 8th. May during the Battle of Arras. He is buried in Grave; XXV. F. 12A at Étaples Military Cemetery, Pas de Calais, France with the personal inscription
'REST IN THE LORD'
Frederick is remembered on his brother's headstone in St. Mary the Virgin churchyard, Eccles.
12459 Private James John Ward, 7th. Battalion, Norfolk Regiment.
Born on 30th. January 1891 at Eccles, the son of Frederick and Ann Ward, nee Saunders, of Hall Cottage, Wilby, Norfolk.
Brother of Frederick, above.
The 1911 census records James employed as a farm labourer.
Enlisted on 27th. August 1914 at Norwich, Norfolk.
On 6th. September 1915 James was hospitalised with a head wound. Between 8th. October 1915 and April 1916 he was hospitalised again with leg wounds.
On 12th. October 1916, John received shrapnel wounds to both temples while in action in the attack on Bayonet Trench and Scabbard Trench on the Somme. He was evacuated back to Britain and died, aged 25, from septic pneumonia at the Reading War Hospital, Berkshire on Monday 30th. October 1916. He is buried to the north of St. Mary the Virgin church in Eccles.
14488 Private Frederick Nunn, 9th. Battalion, Norfolk Regiment.
Born in 1896, the son of Alfred Nunn of Overa Farm, Eccles
Frederick was killed in action, aged 20, during the attack on The Quadrilateral (Ginchy) on the Somme on Friday 15th. September 1916. He was buried at map reference 57c.T.14.D.1.6. and was reburied, possibly in December 1918, in Grave: VII. G. 10. at Guillemont Road Cemertery, Guillemont, Somme, France.
Frederick is also commemorated on the Roll of Honour in the church of St. Ethelbert at Larling, Norfolk.
33021 Private Henry William Mowle, 106th. Labour Company, 36th. Labour Battalion, Royal Fusiliers.
Henry died on Sunday 20th. May 1917. He is buried in Grave:III. A. 10. at Abbeville Communal Cemetery Extension, Somme, France
"Their name liveth for Evermore."
Edgar Anido, dancer with NYC's Complexions Contemporary Ballet, works with UMKC Conservatory dance students during his artist residency, Sept. 2013.
photos: Janet Rogers, UMKC
Carlos approaches me, he is Brazilian and has a smooth golden complexion and soft brown eyes. He has the confidence of man who is comfortable in his own skin.
He knows I am a photographer and he leans in conspiratorially and whispers... “Do you want to go inside?”
My eyes light up. He places a finger to his lips and winks at me.
“Not yet. We will wait a few minutes more until it is a little bit more full.”
he says and then he wanders nonchalantly away.
The balloon in front of us is almost entirely yellow. Like a great growing beast with its mouth yawning towards us.
I look across to Carlos to make sure he hasn’t forgotten me.
“A couple more minutes.” he mouths back to me, winking again.
Carlos leads us between the basket and the network of ropes that attatches it to the balloon. He holds the ropes apart as we step through and enter the vast yellow cavern. It’s like standing in an enormous circus tent.
Stan and I both take a shot simultaneously.
“I win.” says Stan, gloating.
He has the fish-eye on his camera and I am limited by 24mm. I just can’t compete with that. There is no point us both shooting, so I let my camera drop to my side and pose for a few frames instead.
(Balloon photo by Stan Kessanis)
We get it as a robbery-in-progress at 71st and Stony Island. We're only a few blocks away and we're the first car on the scene. I get a basic description of the offender, and put it out over the air for the other units: male Black, medium height, medium build, medium complexion, wearing a black hoodie and blue jeans, bla bla bla. Needless to say, I've just described half the population in a five mile radius.Since this guy only has a two minute head-start on us, we might as well conduct our own grid search and see if we can grab him ourselves.
Well, two minutes later we spot this guy who's an exact match, and he's even holding a paper bag with the Curch's Chicken logo o it. According to the owner, the robber had put the money and his gun in that type of bag when he ran out...so, this must be him, right?"
fKenny has slowed the car down to a crawl, and we're coming up on him on the passenger side. I've lowered my window all the way down and I'm lining him up in my sights, ready to blast him if he twitches.
"Drop the bag, drop it now!"
He looks puzzled, like he doesn't understand the command. In my mind, he's trying to decide whether to run or to shoot it out with us, you know, that "fight or flight" thing.
"Drop the bag and let me see your hands," I yell at him again. Meanwhile Kenny has exited the driver-side and he's now also lining the offender up in his sights.
When he does finally make his move, he does the exact opposite of what we're telling him to do. He brings up his left hand that's holding the bag, and slowly sticks his right hand into the bag. I yell at him again, but he seems to be oblivious to any of our commands.
Everything is moving in slow...slow motion now, and I watch him intently as he begins to pull his right hand back out.
"It's alright, " I tell myself, "I'm in control."
My finger has begun to squeeze the trigger to that point of no return, the mark where it will trip the hammer, launching a 45-caliber hollow-point bullet at a thousand feet per second. There's no doubt in my mind: that bullet will take his life.
At this stage, a fraction of a millimeter from using deadly force, I am still in control. I still have time to react, and I do not have to go any further until I actually see a gun coming out of that bag. One thing's for sure: I am not about to shoot some mope who may not be armed with anything more than a chicken wing. I must see a gun before I can take his life.
When his right hand finally clears the top of the bag, it is holding a wallet, not a gun. Man, we are pissed off now. I can understand a criminal who doesn't want to go beck to prison, and I'd be more that happy to accommodate the macho-type who's told all his buddies that he'll "never be taken alive." I can also understand the dope fiend who is so coked up that he truly believes he's invincible, and is now going to demonstrate that to the rest of the world. But I do find it difficult to deal with someone who will use me to throw away his life - without even intending to - just through sheer stupidity.
I'm hollering at him now, struggling to contain my pent-up anger and frustration: it's not easy to get all that adrenaline back into storage. I'd feel a lot better if I could kick the shit out of him, but that's not an option, unless he gives us a reason to.
We put him in the cage and take him back to the restaurant, just to be on the safe side, but the owner confirms what we suspect: he's definitely not the robber we're looking for. Nevertheless, we take him into the District to run him on the computer and to tie up some loose ends. At the very least, we'll need to fill out a Contact Card, explaining why we stopped him in the first place.
A little while later, when we've regained our composure, we ask numb-nuts why he reacted the way he did. He's not quite sure, but, after talking to him for a while, a semblance of logic begins to emerge. It appears that all of his recent dealings with the police have involved traffic situations, and each time he had to locate his wallet, take out his driver's license, and hand it over to the officer. When we confront him, even through he's on foot this time, he falls back on wheat has saved his ass the other times: his wallet and his license.
In some ways, he reacted the way we do when we suddenly find ourselves in life or death situations, and our training takes over. Sometimes your training will save your life, other times it can get you killed. In this case, his "training" almost got him killed, and almost got us fired, or worse.
I'm serious: do you really think anyone would have believed us? Of course not: nobody could be that stupid, could they?
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Church's Chicken seems to be just about the only thing that's still as it was 22 years ago. As for the story, it features a timeless phenomenon, encountered by police officers anywhere and everywhere: people do some really stupid shit, endangering their own life as well as yours in the process.
I was fortunate: I never pulled the trigger in any of these situations, but other officers have not been so lucky. What follows in the wake of such a shooting, can be very ugly, especially if the case involves a White police officer shooting a Black male. Just as in the above scenario, the actions of the young man will defy all logic, making it so much easier to believe that the officer shot him because he was Black. Keep that in mind the next time you see a story like that on the nightly news.
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