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Small exhibition of containers made by the BA Jewellery and Silversmithing students in the School of Jewellery.
Taken with Panasonic 20mm f1.7 lens on Panasonic GX7.
When I think, Cabin in the woods, this is what happens. Two shipping containers out in the forest making a decent cabin. Not the usual? yeah, I know. But it's realistic.
Container plantings, late July 2009. Colocasia heterochroma, Oxalis regnellii, Fuchsia 'Gartenmeister' (or possible 'Koralle'), Seemannia nematanthodes 'Evita'.
Synchronous container lifting. Almost perfectly coordinated, but I'm sure the crane operators didn't care about choreography that late on a Friday afternoon.
Container planting, mid June. Plants in pots include Calibrachoa 'Can Can Orange', Cosmos 'Chocamocha', Diascia 'Juliet Orange'.
Freightliner's 66559 and 66534 "OOCL Express" begin their journey to the Suffolk coast with 4L99, 09:52 Lawley St - Felixstowe, as DB's 66197 unloads 6M44, 02:45 Tunstead - Washwood Heath at the HS2 concrete batching plant. On the left, work is progressing on what will be the HS2 depot. 170107 completes the scene, as it heads towards the city with 1G12, 08:39 Nottingham - Birmingham New St.
The easiest way to find the best spot for a container garden in a slum is where people hang their laundry to dry. In slums like this one, finding space to grow vegetables is hard. Southern Baptist World Hunger Funds taught residents to grow vegetables and herbs in "anything that can hold dirt." (Photo by Susie Rain)
How precious are these containers that hold our lives, our celestial breath? Does the observation of why there are differences take precedence over the idea that we all came from the same form? Some cosmic birth which naturally changed, gave birth to the solar systems and stars, plants and animals near and far. Is it strange that we are all recycled back into the nothingness that gave us our form, our container, later to give something else a chance? Is it also strange that our celestial breath is passed on to one another like a unit of energy? I do not think its measured in Joules or Watts, nor is it measured in succes or dollars nor things collected throughout a lifetime, when Moth was drained of its life by Spider, did the transfer take into account the number of beats per second of its heart? Or the total number of flaps throughout its entire lifetime before that very instant of ending? Or perhaps the number of offspring it contributed to, or possibly the cost of making the container itself? Or was it a direct transfer, suchness of life energy.
How much are these containers a vehicle for our life energy to be energized and charged through different experiences? It seems that anything living wants to continue to live, but then again, what does it mean to be living?
Are there containers containing containers?
Only on day 5 of my Nordic island roadtrip. This is Húsavík, Iceland's whale watching capital. I know shipping containers aren't a usual photographic subject but I was drawn to them...