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New Belgium had a new beer this summer called Skinny Dip. I bought a couple cases from the store and had them in my second fridge. It's not bad. This is all that's left of it.
Shot by m+b using my very own toy camera - the Double Dip
I'll be selling another batch this coming Friday.
More details on the camera at my Double Dip blog or check out the images in the
Dipear, monstruo lingüÃstico fusilado del inglés que cada vez gana más adeptos, en vez de rebañar o mojar. Ahà estamos, de paladines del lenguaje...
tuffo nella cioccolata: ecco cosa vorrei fare ora...invece vado a dormire!
dip in chocolate here is what I do now ... but I go to sleep!
I went to NY Central Art Supply today to find nibs for a dip pen to test. Their staff is amazing and they had 5 trays of different nibs. When I explained what I wanted - line like the Pigma micron 05 and no scratchiness - they sold me 5 to try. I did the first tests in an Aquabee Super Deluxe Sketchbook with smooth paper and fell in love with the Speedball 5 1/2 nib. All of the above page was done with one dip! Details are written on the page.
Strobist:
YN560II in a grid on a lightstand camera left, slightly above 1/2 power. Triggered in slave mode with a Wein Sync-Link mounted on my Fuji X100s.
I positioned the couple on the lip of the 18th green at the country club and got low to put them in empty space in the sky between groups of pine trees.
An Ultra Common Subject ( Black Kite ) BUT Then The Light & Backdrop Forced Me To Not To Waste The Moment & Freeze This Without Any Second Thoughts. Its So Wondrous To See These Birds Enjoying The Dips In Extreme Cold Conditions. Hope You All Will Enjoy This Handheld Shot :)
As the dragonflies flew around, always connected, the female would dip her tail into the water, i think she was implanting eggs into the water, it was amazing to see and they seem like they were'nt frightened by me one bit cause i was really close as they did there thing. Nature really is amazing!!
if i'm wrong about what these dragonflies are doing let me know, i have'nt googled dragonfly sex yet...
i know this photo is real blurry but i don't often catch moments like this so i don't really care.
This iceberg has been dipped during his existance. The left smooth side has been previously under water.
Atlantic ocean, Antarctica
Experimenting with what might become the next Double Dip camera - more tricky to mod so it might take a while before I can release it.
Meanwhile I have about 10 original Double Dip blanks waiting to be modded.
This different blank camera seems slightly less blurry in the corners, and the viewfinder is more accurate. On the down-side the double exposure mechanism isn't as simple as the pull-cord on v1.
Double Dip 2.0 + Fuji Superia 400
The "Le Boreal" looks more like a mega yacht than a cruiseliner with it`s sleek lines and understated luxury.
On Saturday 7th September 1974 I should have been at work rather than attending the Swindon Works open day. In the elaborate internal jargon of the Bristol Omnibus Co., not turning up for work was known as "dipping". Failing to turn up took various forms: there was sickness, fake sickness or simply oversleeping. "Dipping" was an all-embracing term that covered all these eventualities. My intention had been to telephone the depot to say that I was unwell. Accordingly I had got up at 5am to let them know before my starting time. In those days there was no telephone in the house and I walked to the kiosk on the corner. But I couldn't get through. If you failed to let them know at least an hour in advance it became a disciplinary matter. Oh well. Another black mark to add to my tally. Such was the shortage of staff in those days that you were virtually unsackable. From time to time I would find in my "pidgeon hole" a "chitty" notifying me of an appointment with the District Traffic Superintendant. "Re: Shorts" was added in ballpoint pen under the printed information. "Shorts" was my customary offence. It meant that the takings I had paid in were less than the requisite amount. The rule was that day-to-day discrepancies were OK ...within reason... but that the total must tally by the end of the working week. However, the depot cash clerks didn't like it as it made extra work for them, and it was...
But I digress. There is something of the abbatoir or dissecting room about scenes like this. Here we see a line of cabs from scrapped Class 52 locomotives. From the camera they had belonged to: D1000 WESTERN ENTERPRISE, D1024 WESTERN HUNTSMAN, D1060 WESTERN DOMINION, D1060 again and D1000 again. Visitors were allowed to take away any components they could remove. I saw people walking away with cab doors from "Westerns" and "Warships". Back at Temple Meads that afternoon I saw a youth, holding a rev counter or speedometer, being led through a side door by a sceptical officer of the British Transport Police.
After I had got home a pal, also an employee of the Bristol Omnibus Co., called at the house. He and some mates were going to drive up to London next day to try to get around as many of the sheds as possible. Did I want to come? I had to work, I told him. They planned to get around Willesden, Old Oak, Cricklewood, Finsbury Park and Stratford. "Weeeell ...I suppose I could dip..."