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Femelle d'Engoulevent lyre (Uropsalis lyra), si mimétique avec son habitat et ne bougeant pas d'une plume pour rester discrète a proximité de son nid que l'on passerait dix fois á côté sans s'en rendre compte ! Département du Valle del Cauca, Colombie.
Hembra de Gallinaciega lira, Guardacaminos Lira o Chotacabras Lira (Uropsalis lyra), tan mimética con su hábitat y sin mover una pluma para quedar discreta al lado de su nido que uno pasaría 10 veces al lado sin verla! Departamento del Valle del Cauca, Colombia.
Brasília's Little Mermaid statue is only 1.25 meters (4.1 ft) tall, in contrast with the new Lady Liberty statue, that is 35 meters tall.
www.bonnietsui.com/articles/new-york-times/why-is-asian-s...
“Am I taking this too seriously? The casual racism of the Asian salad stems from the idea of the exotic — who is and isn’t American is caught up wholesale in its creation. This use of “Oriental” and “Asian” is rooted in the wide-ranging, “all look same” stereotypes of Asian culture that most people don’t really perceive as being racist. It creates a kind of blind spot.
And what I’ve come to understand is that the salad names are where that blind spot reveals itself. Even as the actual cuisines of Asia influence and sometimes appear to dominate American food culture — David Chang’s Momofuku restaurants, Roy Choi’s Kogi barbecue-fueled empire, ramen joints and izakaya and Mission Chinese Food by Danny Bowien — these stereotypes persist and control a lot of what’s on the menu in Middle America.
In the ecosystem of the American restaurant menu, the dish checks a box for geographic and flavor diversity outside what company marketers understand to be the norm for their customers. To a white audience, it reads as diverse. To actual Asian-Americans, it reads as ridiculous. The blindness to this reality, I emphasize, is not restricted to the Asian salad (see Applebee’s “Fiesta lime chicken,” served with “Mexi-ranch” dressing).
When I see an Oriental Chop Chop or a Secret Asian Man, I feel … weary. Because the language of the Asian salad is revealing of the dangers of bland, disembodied generalization: When you fail to see countries and cultures as discrete entities, what kind of consideration could you be expected to give to individual people?” ―Bonnie Tsui
cross section: One year Quercus stem
magnification: 100x
iron-alum hematoxylin and safranin stain
Berkshire Community College Bioscience Image Library
A cutinized epidermis overlays a two-layer cortex consisting of an outer zone of thick walled collenchyma and an inner zone of loosely packed parenchyma cells. During the first year of growth the underlying activity of the cork cambium begins to replace the epidermis and outer cortical tissues with a protective layer of cork rich periderm. Many cells in the periderm contain dark staining tannins.
Primary growth results in a ring of discrete vascular bundles that divides the parenchymatous cortex and pith. Xylem of each bundle is oriented towards the center of the stem and the phloem to the outside, with fascicular cambium in between. Phloem is heavily capped with sclerenchyma cells and sided by medullary parenchyma.
Due to meristematic activity the vascular bundles expand to form a cylinder consisting of a narrow outer ring of primary phloem, a middle single layered ring of vascular cambium and a deeper large ring of primary xylem. The phloem becomes overlaid by heavy continuous ring of sclerenchyma.
Bulging into the pith are small masses of the first xylem consisting of small protoxylem cells overlaid by a few larger, heavier walled cells of metaxylem. Above this and extending to the cambium are columns of primary xylem divided by narrow rays, extending from the large parenchymatous pith to the phloem.
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Axons transmit information within the nervous system. Let me start with one of the central concepts of neuroscience, the neuron doctrine, first proposed by (Santiago Ramón y Cajal ): discrete cells make up the nervous system. These cells are neurons; they are made up of dendrites, soma, and axons. In general, information flows from axons to dendrites.
In my mental model of a neuron, dendrites are receivers or input devices, and it integrates excitatory or inhibitory inputs received from other neurons.
I think of the dendrite inputs as analog signals; they continuously vary over time. The soma is a central processor that controls the form and function of the neuron. The axons are analog to digital converters and transmitters. The axon initial segment produces a digital action potential ("spike") when the summation of the voltages within the neuron are above a threshold. The action potential is a one-tenth of a volt electrical signal that travels down an axon at speeds up to about 100 meters per second. Myelin sheaths cover many axons; this increases the speed a signal can travel down an axon. The myelinated axons make up the white matter of the brain. Also, signals go faster when the axon diameter is larger.
The function and form of axons varies, here are a few basic categories Figure 1.1, [Examples (A-F) of the rich...]. (www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/books/NBK10976/figure/A48/)
References
Khan Academy has many wonderful videos, here are three that will be very useful to understand the function of an axon
1. Neuron action potential description (www.khanacademy.org/science/health-and-medicine/nervous-s...)
2. Effects of axon diameter and myelination (www.khanacademy.org/science/health-and-medicine/nervous-s...)
3. Action potential patterns (www.khanacademy.org/science/health-and-medicine/nervous-s...)
The textbook I used in Neuroscience class was:
Purves, D., Augustine, G. J., Fitzpatrick, D., Hall, W. C., LaMantia, A.-S., & White, L. E. (2012). Neuroscience (5th ed.). Sunderland, Mass.: Sinauer Associates. There is a searchable version of the second edition of Neuroscience (www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/books/NBK10799/)
My own model of neurons has been shaped by listening to a class by Idan Segev Synapses, Neurons and Brains (Coursera)
Answer to a Quora question www.quora.com/What-is-the-function-of-axons-How-is-it-use...
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A Crab Spider (Misumena vatia) displaying a green tinge and failing to look discrete on Sedum seedheads
I was shooting some street discrete photos of people wearing masks and socializing in a different world in New York City both in the subways and the city streets. It is necessary to wear masks to lower the chances of spreading the Coronavirus. I was shooting with my Fujifilm XT-10 attached with a Nikon 50mm F1.8 AIS E Series Lens. All of these photos were shot in Black and White JPEG/RAW with a digital Yellow Filter.
Seen here at one of the famous discrete locations in our area, this SD60 heads East pulling not only a newer paint job Soo, but an IC&E and the coolest locomotive, the E8 freshly painted up Iowa Pacific. (Looks like an old Illinois Central) From what I understand this is former Metra/CNW E8 which now has a fresh coat of Illinois Central colors and Iowa Pacific lettering, which was restored at National Railway Equipment at Silvis.
Link to machinima/video: vimeo.com/verydiscretenowvisible
Performance by SaveMe Oh, with music by Deceptions Digital, December 2016
taken with a discrete Olympus XA compact camera, Kodak 64 slide film. Route 4 connects Podhoří - Náměstí Práce - Školní - Dlouhá - Vršava
In 2001, 142 was sold to Szeged in Hungary as no T-750.
Discrete components (mostly resistors and diodes) on a vintage circuit board from the late seventies.
Church of St Mary
Tomb of Baron William Bardolf and Lady Joan. Alabaster. Chapel of St Margaet, South aisle. Commissioned by Baron William around 1437, probably completed by 1447
Condition: the figures have suffered minor vandalism, but the colour of their robes has been restored discretely; figures have been removed from the now empty niches of the tomb chest
The tomb is set in St Margaret’s chapel, striking for its richly decorated parclose screen, mirrored in that of the chapel dedicated to the Virgin to the north. In 1437 Baron William established a chantry in the chapel, and in his will of 1438 arranged for his burial there. The tomb may have been in place by 1447, the date of Lady Joan’s will, in which she also arranged to be buried in the chapel.
The effigies are the best preserved of the pre-Reformation alabaster tombs in East Anglia
Baron William and Lady Joan recline with their hands clasped in prayer, looking up to heaven. Baron William rests his feet on the wings of an improbably duck-like eagle, while Lady Joan’s feet touch a fierce dragon, the emblem of St Margaret, to whom the chapel is dedicated. Baron William’s head is crowned by a chaplet and rests on his tilting helmet, while Lady Joan’s is on a pillow accompanied by two smaller angels. The effigies are well handled; the flow of her robes and tassels for the cloak are contrasted with the detail of his armour and gloves and both wear the SS livery collar, while he has the garter with the inscription ‘HONI SOIT QUI MAL Y PENSE’ on a blue ribbon on his left leg. The SS livery collar was not an insignia but a popular sign of allegiance, associated during the early fifteenth century with the House of Lancaster.
The splendour of the tomb reflects Baron Bardolf’s position; born William Phelip in 1383/4, on his mother’s side he was the grandson of the most powerful figure in East Anglia, Sir Thomas Erpingham, which, in the account in the ODNB, shaped his career.
Baron William had been lord of Dennington manor, which by the sixteenth century had passed to Sir Richard Wingfield, who sold it to Anthony Rous in 1538. There is a wall monument to Sir Thomas Rous (d.1619) kneeling in prayer opposite his wife on the south wall of the chapel, but by the mid seventeenth century Dennington Manor had been destroyed and Henham Hall, a large Tudor house built in 1538, which Anthony Rous had bought in 1548, became the seat of the Rous family (later ennobled as Earls of Stradbroke).
Richard and Sarah Cocke, The Public Sculpture of Norfolk and Suffolk, Liverpool University Press for the Public Monuments and Sculpture Association, 2013, pp.258-259
Umm where do I start, at the beginning I suppose ;-)
For the last two weeks I have been making very discrete enquiries, and having many conversations with the owner of Peelings Coaches, about the prospect of the SWPG (well me!), having one of their coaches which they were due to scrap, and look into it possible preservation.
Thank goodness we still have some lovely family run companies, whose vehicles still mean something to them and the thought of seeing their member of the family scrapped would haunt them forever more. Well that is what was going to happen with UGB even though she still has 10 months MOT on her.
After lengthy and protracted negotiations, we were eventually told yesterday that she was ready to be collected from Tittleshall in Norfolk (Between Kings Lynn and Norwich). Johnathan Peeling even taxed the coach for 6 months and put 100 litres of fuel in it, a jesture that has been noted and won’t go unrewarded. SO after another 4.30am start and another trip on the 06.01 to London from Bristol Parkway, another tube journey on the Cirlce Line and another journey from “The Cross”, we eventually arrived in Norfolk at 11.00am.
The journey back to Bristol took 6 hours, with 4 stops and not wanting to rant her I sat at about 57/8 most of the way back, and traversed many local roads and A roads in Norfolk, before having our first break in Peterborough. We then took the A47, A605, A14, M6, M42 & M5 stopping at Corley and Strensham, before arriving back in the yard for 7pm.
SO why did I want another coach after getting rid of the Tiger a lot of you will ask, and some of you have that right. Well quite simply I have missed having a coach due t its comfort, and I think a group of our size needs it.
A652 UDG (Plaxton paramount 3500 bodied Volvo B10M) started out life with Park’s of Hamilton, in their gaudy Blue, White and Orange livery with the Trafalgar Tours logos attached to the side, before a few years with West Coast Motors in North Scotland. She was then sold to C J Down in Mary Tavy (Devon) where she spent quite a long time before being sold to a dealer in Leicestershire who sold her to Fowlers of Holbeach (Another coach in the group that has been at Fowlers!), before being sold to the Wonderful Peelings of Tittleshall, who have kept her rather immaculate. This coach has been stood for 2 months, and started on the button, and drove like a front line motor!
There are plans, but I won’t be shouting my mouth off about them, you will all just have to wait and see as I also have the Fleetline to get done (Which WILL NEVER BE SOLD!!!!!) ;-).
Quarries are an example of an anthropogenic landform.
An anthropogenic landform is a discrete, human-made “landform” on the Earth’s surface or in shallow water that has an internal composition of unconsolidated earthy, organic, human-transported materials, or rock. It typically has straight line boundaries or geometric shape. It is the direct result of human manipulation or activities. It can be mapped at common soil survey scales, such as order 2 (> 1:10,000 to < 1:24,000). Anthropogenic landforms can originate from deposition (e.g., an artificial levee) or removal.
Affichage fond noir | View on black
L'intérêt avec le martin, c'est qu'il a un territoire assez limité (1 km). Une fois repéré, il suffit de venir se poster discrètement, et attendre. L'attente peut être assez longue ( il m'est arrivé d'attendre 3 heures pour le voir 30 secondes). Mais, souvent il revient se poser sur un perchoir.
Ici, après ma première visite, j'ai installé ce perchoir, pour l'obliger à se poser à l'endroit qui convient le mieux (distance et exposition à la lumière). Puis, on attend ! Et bingo, il vient. Avec un peu de pratique, on peut mémoriser son chant et le deviner avant même qu'il se pose sur le perchoir. Je vous mets, ici, un lien vers le chant du martin : www.oiseaux.net/chant/alcedo_atthis.mp3
Interesting thing with the kingfisher is that it lives within a relatively limited area (1 km). Once spotted, just come post quietly and wait. The wait can be quite long (I happened to wait 3 hours to see it 30 seconds). But often it came back and landed on a perch.
Here, after my first visit, I installed this perch, to force it to land at the place that best suits (distance and exposure to light).
Then you wait! And bingo, it comes. With a little practice, you can memorize the song and guess before it lands on the perch. I put here a link to the song of the kingfisher : www.oiseaux.net/chant/alcedo_atthis.mp3
Interés con el martín pescador es que tiene una zona bastante limitada (1 km). Una vez descubierto, acaba de llegar después tranquilamente y esperar.
La espera puede ser muy larga (se me ocurrió que esperar 3 horas para ver 30 segundos). Pero a menudo regresó y aterrizó en una percha.
Aquí, después de mi primera visita, he instalado esta percha, para obligarlo a aterrizar en el lugar que mejor se adapte a distancia (y la exposición a la luz).
Después de esperar! Y bingo, venga. Con un poco de práctica, usted puede memorizar la canción y adivinar antes de que aterrice en la percha. Pongo aquí un enlace a la canción del martín pescador : www.oiseaux.net/chant/alcedo_atthis.mp3
Interesse com o kingfisher é que ele tem uma área relativamente limitada (1 km). Uma vez identificados, acabado de chegar de pós em silêncio e esperar.
A espera pode ser muito longo (aconteceu de eu esperar 3 horas para ver 30 segundos). Mas muitas vezes ele voltou e pousou em uma vara.
Aqui, depois de minha primeira visita, eu instalei esta vara, para forçá-lo a pousar no local que melhor se adequa (distância e exposição à luz).
Então você espera! E bingo, ele vem. Com um pouco de prática, você pode memorizar a música e acho que antes de ele cair no poleiro. Eu coloquei aqui um link para a música do martim-pescador : www.oiseaux.net/chant/alcedo_atthis.mp3
Bonne journée à tous. merci pour vos visites et commentaires.
Have a nice day. Thanks for your visits and comments.
Buenos días a todos. gracias por sus visitas y comentarios.
LE COEUR AU VENTRE
EXTENDED UNTIL 11 OCTOBER 2020
Art et Marges Museum: An outsider art museum, challenges art and its boundaries.
Passionate collectors, talent scouts and big hearted gallerists, Marion and L. Oster live amidst a fascinating torrent of outsider and expressionist art. This exhibition offers an unprecedented immersion into the world of these discrete collectors, by giving new life to this intriguing residence with a thousand inhabitants.
The art et marges musée museum contains a collection, compiled since the 1980s, outside the beaten tracks of the art world, among self-taught artists, art studios for persons with a mental disability or from psychiatric institutions.
The art et marges musée museum mounts exhibitions featuring artists from both sides of the margin.
The art et marges musée museum falls under what is known as outsider art
with a in situ artwork by Caroline Dahyot, and works by A.C.M, Abadne, Adam Sabhan, Aïni Philippe, Albasser Pierre, Amar Paul, Amourette Pierre, Angkasapura Noviadi, Armstrong Zebedee, Avril Armand, Azema Philippe, Babahoum, Badia, Barbarit Béatrice, Barbe-Hatuel Nicole, Barrameda, Baudelere Karl, Bauman Manuel, Beaver Larry, Ben Ali, Berquin Patricia, Birobent Martine, Blot Olivier, Bosco Giovanni, Branciard Jean, Brunet Guy, Burland Francois, Cadoré Delphine, Cahoreau Gustave, Cerredo Fabian, Chanut Danielle-Marie, Chauvet François, Chomette Virginie, Cluzel Nicolas, Comte Robin, Cooper Ronald, Corentin Sylvain, Cumingham Richard, D'antuono Barbara, Dahyot Caroline, De Sagazan Olivier, Dellschau Charles, Demelis Eric, Dereux Philippe, Dominici Véronique, Doñate Pepe, Doué Eric, Dubréus Lhérisson, Duclos Hélène, Dugnoille Myla, Duprilot Hubert, El Syrio Josvedi, Fillaudeau Noël, Finster Howard, Fleury Yves-Jules, Gallieni Jill, Gillet Lionel, Glamocak Zlatko, Golz Michael, Gordon Ted, Gougelin Eric, Goulet Marie-Thérèse, Goux Claudine, Greiner Thierry, Grunenwaldt Martha, Hinojosa Aaron, Hofer Josef, Jaber, Jacqui Danielle, Jagiello George, Jorgensen Hans, Joss, Kapela Paulo, Knopf Solange, Kumar Pradeep, La Pinturitas, Labrie Karine, Lacoste Alain, Lagnieu Hélène, Lambert Thierry, Laure Isabelle, Laurent Henri, Le Carré-Galimard Simone, Lefèvre Pierre, Liberman Cirléne, Lippstreu Alexis, Manca Bonaria, Marie Florence, Mariette, Margot Margot, Marshall Francis, Marte Daldo, Mecalco David, Michaels Damian, Mister Imagination, Monchatre François, Mond Mina, Montpied Bruno, Morel Marie, Mouly Gaston, Mustafa, Nadau Jean-Pierre, Nedjar Michel, Nitkowski Stani, Obata Masao, Oster Marion, Palmer Andrei, Park Chong-Ran, Patba58, Pelligand Bernard, Philippi Jean-Christophe, Pietquin Dimitri, Pietri Josselin, Pignat Armande, Plaza Amadeo, Plny Lubos, Podesta Giovanni Battista, Postic Evelyne, Raâk, Rae Helen, Rieux Jean-Francois, Rigal Antoine, Robert Yvonne, Robertson Royal, Robillard André, Rosset Jean, Saban Ody, Sablon Françoise, Sanders Jim, Schwanse Petra, Sendrey Gérard, Sesow Matt, Sharlhorne Welmon, St John Christopher, Staelens Ghyslaine Et Sylvain, Stroff Denis, Tanjung Ni, Tirilly Jean, Tourlonias Jean, Ughetto Henri, Ursin Catherine, Valois Marie-Françoise, Van Acker Jacqueline, Vigneau Monique, Vinsard Marcel, Vladimir, Webster Dereck, Wilson Ben, Zanon Juliette.
On the first floor, discover a selection of works from the museum's permanent collection, with: Inès Andouche, Jan Bedinsky, Georges Cauchy, Aloïse Corbaz, François De Jonge, Isabelle Denayer, Johan Geenens, Madge Gill, Martha Grunenwaldt, David Houis, Anne N’Dayiziga, Jean-Marie Mortier, André Prues, Nouzha Serroukh, Anny Servais, Jacques Trovic, André Wostijn.
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This nonchalant UFO, discretely parked on a Roman apartment building, has been perched here since the corona virus outbreak. No aliens have been seen in the neighborhood.
Authorities speculate that the aliens are obeying the quarantine regulations, or that they may have seen "War of the Worlds" on Netflix.
My new mini Dash Cam.. to be installed soon.. will be fun to record all the craziness I see going to work every day. Hopefully I won't need it for insurance purposes
Tunnel of light
An experience © Mr & Mrs B. (Burk Bode & Maloe Vansant)
Nitroglobus Gallery © Dido Haas
After my subdued vintage jigsaw, I started a modern laser-cut for some brighter colours. I wanted to do another Puzzly after meeting them at the June meeting.
We haven't been too disciplined with this one - not looking for the quickest route through it or examining the pattern too closely to position each seasonal lady in the correct order.
Under my artificial light this jigsaw looked a bit pink, but it's not so bad under sunlight. The surface of the print has a sort of encapsulating plastic coating, which sparkles slightly.
The cut has some nice detailing in the top corners, the shaping of the lower border, and the whimsies are appropriate, if a little sharp and difficult to place (the hedgehog). The worst fault with the jigsaw is the placement of the orange slice over the face of Summer, which all but obliterates the face. The background to the whimsies has some nice arcing lines in unusual directions - probably as a result of creating discrete cuts for each panel for the (4x100pc option).
All in all, a creditable jigsaw for such a young company.
They also do a 4x100pc version of the Four Seasons with each panel separate (I'm not sure how they package that one). They also have a new pointillist fine-art jigsaw out, Mediterranean Summer, by Henri Edmund Cross - and a 20% off offer - which I'll get today.
From the "mk2, mod 0" I'd guess this is a U. S. Navy or Marine object. Rather than U. S. Army. For guns and tanks and that sort of discrete, utilitarian, object, the U. S. Army uses "M1A1" kinds of nominclature, which mean, essentially, the same as a Navy "Mk 1, Mod 1". M1A1 is a version of the Abrams main battle tank, for example, made between the M1 and the M1A2. M4 was the familiar WWII Medium tank that most of the world knows as a Sherman. Probably even the Army calls them that, now, but "M4 Medium Tank" is the official name. Using Civil War generals (Sherman, Lee, Grant, Stuart) as names for US tanks in WWII was a UK innovation that the US only slowly adopted.
The weakness of this system is that there's a M1 or Mark 1 or Mk 1 of everything- so when you write "Mk 1" it could be a display board, inflatable dinghy or atomic bomb. It *really* could be an M1 Abrams tank, an M1 Garand semi-automatic rifle, M1 Carbine or M1 Helmet, to name one modern and 3 WWII objects. M3 is about as bad, there being an M3 armored car, M3 medium tank, M3 light tank and the M3 version of the Bradley Fighting Vehicle.
Once you're out of the single digits, it gets easier. M-16 is a familiar assault rife (now upgraded and known as an M-4, M4A1, etc.). M 997 is the big 8 X 8 truck, like an airport fire truck or a concrete pumper. Mark 82 is a 500 lb bomb using the "Aero 1A" shape that Douglas Aircraft perfected in the 1950s. Mk 57 *is* an nuclear bomb, now renamed B-57 for clairity, leaving only Mk 57 vertical launch assemblies that hold missiles on ships OR Mk 57 submarine-laid anti-submarine mines. The advantage of numbers is that they can be easily organized in tables. Using names that honor people, places or events makes for more complex book keeping. But makes it easier to keep things straight, if some planning goes into which names are used for what. (Civil war Generals for tanks. State names for battleships, city names for cruisers, hero's names for destroyers, Army, Air Force and Marine bases.)
But you can overthink anything, and the exhaustive use of fish names for US submarines (Tunny, Wahoo, Perch, Balao) gave way to statesman's names for ballistic missile subs (Washington, Jefferson, Lafayette, Ethan Allen) and city names for attack subs. (Los Angeles, San Diego). Except for the USS Jimmy Carter, because he'd been a submarine captain. Most Republican presidents get an aircraft carrier, but I wouldn't hold my breath for the "George W. Bush." Or The "Lyndon Johnson", "Bill Clinton" or "Barak Obama". I think there is a case for the three Democrats, and I'd even trade those three for the "W". But the "Richard Cheney" ain't gonna happen, even if it could get through today's House of Representatives. Maybe.
Years ago, IBM reportedly did a study that established that sequential, non-meaningful, numbers were the simplest and easiest way to keep track of arbitrary collections. Like parts for IBM products, when that meant type balls for Selectrics and memory cards for Series 1s, fan-feed green-bar paper for computer printers and various international keyboards for terminals. Maybe its because my dad was in the U. S. Navy, but I like the popular name + number in class system best. It works very well for airplanes - DHC-6 Twin Otter as well as ships - CVA-63 USS Kitty Hawk.
I was shooting some street discrete photos of people wearing masks and socializing in a different world in New York City both in the subways and the city streets. It is necessary to wear masks to lower the chances of spreading the Coronavirus. I was shooting with my Fujifilm XT-10 attached with a Nikon 50mm F1.8 AIS E Series Lens. All of these photos were shot in Black and White JPEG/RAW with a digital Yellow Filter.
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www.web-strategist.com/blog/2010/11/05/industry-reference...
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I spotted this young grizzly bear eating vegetation on the shoulder of the Alaska Highway just east of Haines Junction, Yukon. I watched discretely from my car on the opposite shoulder of the road and the bear saw me, but kept on eating. Only when some people in an RV pulled up a few feet away from it and called to it did it take off into the bush. (Richard McGuire photo) (179)
The photograph describes the use of two optical technologies for monitoring brick masonry vaults during the redevelopment of London Bridge Station. The monitoring of the movement of these structures during construction is critical for the active train platforms and underground tunnels below. While the automatic total station tracks the position of a few targets attached to the structure with millimetric accuracy, fibre optic cables measure the crack width all along the vault surface with submillimetric accuracy. New sensing technologies provide unprecedented opportunities to observe structural response and improve our understanding of structural performance.
NOTE: No modifications were done on the photograph.
Stripped down for quiet, discrete shooting. Not SLR mirror bounce here. Like a RF with a 1/3 stop light loss.
Doronicum orientale (Leopard's Bane) growing in a discrete clump on the grassy verge of the Longniddry railway walk.
The Sony RX0 is about the size of a matchbox so it is very discrete but it is not really suitable for indoor photography and this is why the images are a bit noisey
In 1974 St. Saviour’s became the parish church for the surrounding area and in 2000 was made the Studium for the formation and training of priests for the Irish Dominicans. A further major step in these years was the establishment of the Dominican Polish Chaplaincy in St. Saviour’s which today sees large numbers of Polish faithful attending Mass and services every week, along with the Irish and Spanish-language congregations, making St. Saviour’s a truly international church in the heart of Dublin.
The Lamborghini Espada is a 4-seat grand touring coupé built by Italian car manufacturer Lamborghini between 1968 and 1978.
The car was designed by Marcello Gandini at Bertone. Gandini drew inspiration and cues from two of his Bertone show cars from 1967, the Lamborghini Marzal and the Bertone Pirana.
The Espada was a four-seater GT and was initially sold alongside the Islero and the mid-engine Miura. The Espada and the Islero both replaced the 400 GT 2+2 and had similar mechanical underpinnings, with the Espada a more visually daring alternative to the relatively conservative and discrete Islero.
The Spanish name "Espada" (pronounced [esˈpaða]) means "sword", referring to the sword that the torero uses to kill the bull in the corrida.
1,217 Espadas were made, making it the most numerous and longest-running Lamborghini model until the expansion of Countach production in the mid-1980s.
Series I
The Espada was launched at the 1968 Geneva Motor Show, alongside the Islero
The 3,929 cc (240 cu in) Lamborghini V12 engine was virtually unchanged from the engine used in the 400 GT 2+2. This engine, based on Giotto Bizzarrini's original design for Lamborghini, had an aluminum alloy crankcase with cast-iron cylinder liners, aluminum pistons, 24 valves (two per cylinder) and two chain-driven overhead camshafts per bank. Cylinder bore was 82 mm and stroke was 62 mm. Compression ratio on series I engines was 9.5:1, which increased to 10.7:1 in the series II/II engines. Six Weber 40DCOE side-draft carburetors were equipped, along with a single distributor for ignition. Wet sump lubrication was used, with an oil capacity of 14 litres (3.7 US gal). The weight of the engine alone was 232 kilograms (511 lb), or 293 kilograms (646 lb) including the transmission.
Power output of series I cars was stated as 325 hp at 7,200 rpm.
… the changes are discrete- I.e. quantitative rather than qualitative. Entering sky feed aspect on second workman’s head and correlating to central figure.
An Essay on 2010
by Andrew J. Karagianis
December 31st, 2010
Normally I don't think of a year as a discrete unit, containing events that are exclusive to it. Human life and culture flows from year to year. 2010, on the other hand, was a very distinct year for me. A very eventful year. A year that did have some positive aspects, but was overpowered with negatives.
My objective is not to sound like I'm complaining. In the time zone I live in, as I type this, 2010 is 11 hours away from being over forever. And I'm well aware that I'm not the only person who had a rough time this year. So keeping in mind that I live in a part of the world where I don't generally have to worry about natural disasters like they do in places like Haiti, here is how 2010 panned out in my world. It's not all bad, by the way; toward the end I'll write about the positive aspects.
On New Year's Day, 2010, I "moved in" to my brother's rented townhouse for a trial run. He and his roommate, Adam, were interested in having someone share the hefty rent they were paying, and I thought it might be a good chance to try it out. I brought over my 50-pound eMac and some other necessities, and spent the night there. The next day, I was back home. I'm not going to get into details in public, but it wasn't going to work out. But I tried it, and I'm glad I did.
On February 1st, my dad moved out. Once again, I don't think it's my place to go into details on the Internet. But it was a significant piece of the larger puzzle of 2010.
I honestly don't remember when the formal decision was made (it could have been in the summer), but I think it was around this time when the reality set in that my parents were splitting up. I didn't like it…but that's what happened. I also didn't realize that it was such a long legal process. Anyway, while I'm sad it happened, I'm thankful that it happened when I was 24, and not when I was a kid. I was old enough to understand. I could talk at length about this, but again it's not my place. I'll touch on it again later in this essay.
In December '09 and January '010 (as Stephen Colbert called it during the Olympics), I applied to 6 graduate programs, with the intent of getting a Master's degree in Psychology. Over the course of the spring, the letters came back, and just like the year before, I didn't get in to any of them. I was disappointed, because I was much more serious about it this time around. The fact that I got rejected across the board two years in a row made me seriously question where I was going in life. It pissed me off that I spent 5 years in undergrad, 3 of which were doing Psychology as a major, and did all the work entailed in getting my Bachelor's degree…but that I was not good enough to move on to the next level. I was aware that entrance to grad school in Psychology is extremely competitive, given that Psych is the second-most popular degree program in North America (meaning there are a ton of applicants for very few spaces)…but it still hurt. Psychology was my Plan B (Plan A is to be a rock star)…and they said "Nope! We don't want you." So now I'm left floating, wondering if any path will work out for me, or if they're all going to string me along and then kick me in the face.
In March, I got in contact with a psychologist at the hospital I volunteer at, to see if she could use any assistance with anything. She had a project that was about to start up, and I went in for an interview, and they told me they'd be in touch. A few weeks later, I e-mailed her, and she told me that the project went ahead, but because so few participants signed up, they wouldn't need my help. So that was disappointing.
Also in March, I played two gigs with my band, Adam & Evil…and we haven't played a show since.
Again in March, I got called back to work at the Zoo, at which point my Flickr use trickled off, and didn't really bounce back until September.
In April, my brother's rental contract was about to expire, and he moved back home. This wasn't negative, but I'm trying to keep significant events in chronological order.
In early May, the annual crop of New Guys started at the Zoo. I was put on the Savannah crew…the crew I was on when I started at the Zoo in 2005. I was bummed about having to move, because for the previous 4 years, I was on the Eurasia crew, and was able to mingle with all the people in my department who went back to The Building for breaks and lunch…and there were about 40 of us who did that. Now, I was going to be isolated, and I didn't like it.
In the late Spring, it was determined that we would be moving out of the house that we lived in for 6 years. This caused a lot of stress, because our priorities (the four of us who lived there) were not on the same plane. I knew what I was responsible for, and I took care of those responsibilities. But I was tasked with a lot of unnecessary things, and the delegation of manpower did not follow any logical order. There was a lot of "Because I said so", and that doesn't work with me. I want to get into details, but I probably shouldn't, because it's over now. Let's just say that it was an extremely stressful time for my family, and if you ever find yourself in a situation where you have to move in a hurry, you must devise a system that is efficient and that is fair to all involved.
Around June, we lost our jam space at the house. It was still there, ready to use, but we were told we couldn't use it, because the house was going up for sale. In the end, it sat there for probably three months before the house actually went on the market. The move was a complicated one, because there were players involved that aren't present in most "normal" moves, and a lot of incorrect information was fed to us through the grapevine. We encountered delay after delay after delay. It caused a massive waste of time, a massive amount of stress on me, and a massive amount of stress on my family.
We moved our instruments to Alex's apartment, where a few of us jammed twice before he had to move out, due to his lease expiring. This brings us to the next part.
In the middle of June, an opportunity to move out on my own came up. Alex, my band's guitar player, was almost finished the lease on his apartment, and we thought we'd make good roommates. So we looked at probably 10 apartments, most of them shitholes. Finally, we found a really nice one -- but the landlord wouldn't allow pets. And I mean he was adamant. Alex was willing to give up his hedgehog to live there, but I was not willing to give up my parrot. In the end, I decided I'd do it, so we took possession on July 1st and my mom took the parrot, which she said she'd do for the first year.
I moved in on July 14th. I regretted it almost instantly. Barely a day had passed when the landlord got mad at us for damaging his driveway. It wasn't me who did it, and if his driveway was soft enough to be damaged by what he assumed had happened…he needs a better driveway. Anyway, he nit-picked us for leaving lights on (wasn't me), leaving the fan on in the bathroom (wasn't me), the way we parked our cars, and pretty much any other minor infraction he could come up with. I explained my frustrations to Alex, and he talked to the landlord. He has barely said a word to me since. Lesson learned: Never rent an apartment until you ask the landlord what sort of tenant habits bother him.
At the end of July, I went to Nova Scotia with my dad and brother. Never had I been so glad to get away. I spent five days there, at my grandparents' cottage, and I took lots of good pictures…including one of the PEI ferries, a seal on the beach, and my grandfather getting hit in the face with an egg (he was fine).
That summer was bad for a lot of people in my department at work. There was a lot of spying, snitching, and overall sneaky behavior going on. Thankfully, I wasn't involved, but some of my friends got in trouble repeatedly for little good reason, and a few people alienated themselves by short-sightedly persecuting the many.
Those of us with more seniority often get extended to work in the fall. On one of the first days of the extension, I woke up at 5:00am, checked Facebook, and saw a message that a friend had sent in the middle of the night. My heart sank when I read it, and I hoped it was a joke. I went in to work, and a few of my coworkers had also gotten that message. Later that morning, five of us gathered around while one guy called the friend who had messaged us on Facebook. It was not a joke. One of our friends had died that night.
We were all shaken up by the news. We didn't know what happened to him, and I, being a hypochondriac, was afraid for my own life, because it seemed to be random and without any apparent cause.
I went to a gathering of friends one night, and to a viewing another day, and that's where I learned what killed him. It wasn't drunk driving, or drugs, or any other thing that often kills young people. It was Salmonella.
I went to his funeral service…by the end, there was not a dry eye in the whole church. We drove to the cemetery, and while we waited for people to arrive, the sky opened up. It rained hard for a while, and we eventually decided to get out of the truck we were sitting in and be men about it. There were about 50 of us standing in the pouring rain for probably 5 minutes, until we were told to go back to our cars and wait for the rain to clear. Eventually it did, and the sun came out. Our friend was buried, and a group of us went to Boston Pizza afterwards, because we thought that's what he would have wanted us to do.
Around the same time in September, my dad moved away. He had been living in an apartment maybe 10 minutes away for the previous 7 months, and now it was time to move to where his new job was, in Indiana. I thought about visiting him during the fall, but couldn't find a time where my brother and sister were both available to come with me.
By the end of September, my band had not played as a 5-person unit since March. Finally, with my mom's help, we found a church (her friend is the minister), and we arranged a deal to practice there.
Also during the end of September, it was finally time to give up Terrance -- temporarily. Earlier that month, I was told that I'd have to get Terrance out of the house while it was on the market, which was to start on September 27th. I was pissed off because I knew I'd have nowhere to bring him. I asked the landlord and he said "Absolutely not". My friend Rick volunteered to take Terrance, so I brought him over. I felt bad, and angry, because I was told that the house would be up on the 27th, and here I was, abusing my friend's offer by having Terrance at his house uneccessarily. He understood that it was out of my control, but it caused me more stress because I had acted on false information again. The house finally went on the market in October.
In November, I decided to visit my dad in Indiana. I flew down with my sister on a Friday…and later that night my mom called to say that she had our dog put down. I knew it was coming…she had been acting very sluggish the previous few weeks, and out of breath. Thankfully, we got to say our last goodbyes before we left…knowing that when we returned, she might not have been there.
I also got sick that night, so that put a damper on things. We went to the Indianapolis Zoo, the state museum, and some other places. When we flew back, one of my ears refused to pop on the plane, and it was really uncomfortable. It felt like someone was stabbing my ear. It remained unpopped for a few days.
In late November/early December, my mom moved. She rented a U-Haul for some of it, and a moving truck for the rest. It was a sad day, but it put a lot of stress behind us. My aunt (her sister) was there to help us/help them get settled in their new home.
Then, a few days ago, my external hard drive crapped out. It still turns on, but the icon won't show up on my desktop...so I went out and bought a new 2-TB model. Hopefully I can recover the data from the old one, once I can afford that serivce.
On top of that, I'm making a lot of mistakes in my typing lately (the past few days), and I don't know why. My fingers are hitting the wrong keys a lot, and I hope it's just my cold hands, and not a sign of something eating away at my brain.
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Despite all the shitty things that happened in my world in 2010, there were specks of light that shone through the cracks.
I met several awesome people on Flickr this year, and of the 81 contacts I added in 2010, there are a handful of you whose pictures and stories I always look forward to seeing and reading. You know who you are, and I'm thankful for your friendship!
I bought a new laptop in May.
I had a fun summer at the Zoo, despite the fact that the weather was hotter than hell for weeks. The crew got along pretty well for the most part, and we did a lot of fun stuff together. I actually made a separate list of all the memorable stuff that went down, haha, but it's probably best not to write it here ;)
My coworkers know that I point out a lot of things that I notice around me, and so they bugged me to make a Hate List. In early July, I did just that. It's funny how entertaining a Hate List can be! If anyone wants to read the Hate List, ask me. It's not hate speech. It's just things that annoy me.
I went on three significant trips: New York State in April; Nova Scotia in July, and Indianapolis in November. I took lots of pictures, and you'll see them on my stream next year!
In mid-December, I discovered an Autotune feature on my computer, and I went nuts, recording myself singing various old songs in the style of whatever pop artists use Autotune a lot.
I like to think I've gotten better at photography…at the whole experience. My composition has gotten better. I got a flash in October, and that has helped immensely with people shots. And in July, I walked across sand, hid behind boulders, and slid on my stomach across sandstone to get close to a wild seal that had swam ashore in Nova Scotia…I took a bunch of pictures of it that I'm very pleased with. Plus, I got hired to do two photography gigs for my friend's company, including kids' pictures with Santa Claus!
So, I'd like to keep these positive things going, and leave the negative things in the past. I thank anyone who's read this whole thing; I look forward to 2011, and as for the year that was 2010, I say "Good Riddance!"
:)
The Golden Ratio in Dr. Elliot McGucken's Fine Art Ballet Photography!
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Dr. E's: Golden Number Ratio Principle--Why the Fibonacci Numbers Exalt Beauty: The golden ratio exalts beauty because the number is a characteristic of the mathematically and physically most efficient manners of growth and distribution, on both evolutionary and purely physical levels. The golden ratio ensures that the proportions and structure of that which came before provide the proportions and structure of that which comes after, thusly providing symmetry over not only space but time, and exalting life’s foundational dynamic symmetry. Robust, ordered, symmetric growth is naturally associated with health and beauty, and thus we evolved to perceive the golden ratio harmonies as inherently beautiful, as we saw and felt their presence in all vital growth and life—in the salient features and proportions of humans and nature alike, from the distribution of our facial features and bones to the arrangements of petals, leaves, and sunflowers seeds. As ratios between Fibonacci Numbers offer the closest whole-number approximations to the golden ratio, and as seeds, cells, leaves, bones, and other physical entities appear in whole numbers, the Fibonacci Numbers oft appear in the arrangement of nature’s discrete elements as “growth’s numbers.” From the dawn of time, humanity sought to salute their gods in art and temples exalting the same proportion by which they and all their vital sustenance, as well as all the flowers and nature’s epic beauty, had been created—the golden ratio.
Fine Art Ballet Photography: Nikon D810 Elliot McGucken Fine Art Ballerina Dancer Dancing Classical Ballet Seascape Landscape Photography!
Fine Art Ballet Photography: Nikon D810 Elliot McGucken Fine Art Ballerina Dancer Dancing Classical Ballet Seascape Landscape Photography!
White leotard and flowy dress!
Dancing for Dynamic Dimensions Theory dx4/dt=ic: The fourth dimension is expanding relative to the three spatial dimensions at the rate of c!
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Nikon D810 Epic Fine Art Ballerina Goddess Dancing Ballet! Dr. Elliot McGucken Fine Art Ballet!
Marrying epic landscape, nature, and urban photography to ballet!
Nikon D810 with the Nikon MB-D12 Multi Battery Power Pack / Grip for D800 and D810 Digital Cameras allows one to shoot at a high to catch the action FPS! Ballerina Dance Goddess Photos! Pretty, Tall Ballet Swimsuit Bikini Model Goddess! Captured with the AF-S NIKKOR 70-200mm f/2.8G ED VR II from Nikon, and the Sigma 50mm f/1.4 DG HSM Art Lens for Nikon! Love them both!
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A pretty goddess straight out of Homer's Iliad & Odyssey!
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The 45EPIC landscapes and goddesses are straight out of Homer's Iliad & Odyssey!
I'm currently updating a translation with the Greek names for the gods and goddesses--will publish soon! :)
"RAGE--Sing, O goddess, the anger of Achilles son of Peleus, that brought countless ills upon the Achaeans. Many a brave soul did it send hurrying down to Hades, and many a hero did it yield a prey to dogs and vultures, for so were the counsels of Zeus fulfilled from the day on which the son of Atreus, king of men, and great Achilles, first fell out with one another. " --Homer's Iliad capturing the rage of the 45EPIC landscapes and seascapes! :)
Ludwig van Beethoven: "Music/poetry/art should strike fire from the heart of man, and bring tears from the eyes of woman."
Video (made from discrete pictures I took so it's quite choppy) of a plane landing at San Francisco International Airport on a runway parallel to a runway where another plane is just sitting there (probably waiting to take off).
1945 - the second world war finally comes to an end - but France is still in chaos. Louis Bionier, an engineer of the Panhard company, is a hard-working, discrete and secretive man. He is just finishing the design of an astonishing model of an aerodynamic car. He finds the inspiration of his research by studying the flight of birds and by observing the displacement of fish. Three years later, this revolutionary car made its first drive - the Dynavia.
This prototype highlighted the principles of a modern car and would make history in the car industry. The shaped body is made of light alloy, which makes it possible to use an aircooled aluminium engine of two cylinders with a displacement of 610 ccm and developing only 28 horsepower. This revolutionary car could cruise at the speed of 130 km/h (80 mp/h) and accomodating four passengers with a consumption of only 5 litre per 100 km (or 45 miles per gallon). The prototype of the Dynavia was so advanced, that the manufacturer decided to build one more. This second model was delivered by road to a Panhard dealer in Grenoble. It was a private individual of the area, who bought the second Dynavia for daily use. Afterwards, any trace of this astonishing car was lost.
The Dynavia on display at this year's RÉTROMOBILE is the property of the S.C.M Panhard and Levassor and is part of the National Museum of the Car of Mulhouse Collection Schlumpf.
Athens was once immensely powerful and independent, but its invincibility was ultimately disproved. It was conquered first by Sparta, then by Macedonia, and eventually by Rome. Athens’ value was well understood, and it was allowed to remain a wealthy city and cradle of culture but was no longer a discrete power, except for the Tetradrachm.
The earlier “Owl” tetradrachms were the dominant international trade coinage for over three centuries, but as Athens changed hands, their coinage eventually changed as well, moving away from the archaic coins into a new stylized tetradrachm which carried over artistic elements from its predecessor.
These new coins were produced on a large scale likely due to an influx in demand from Athens’ improving economy after it recovered the port of Delos in 166 BCE. The new coinage didn’t become quite as ubiquitous as the early tetradrachms, but they have been found throughout the Mediterranean and certainly circulated internationally.
When Rome dominated most of Greece, they confiscated land and destroyed several cities, but Athens was left largely independent as the Romans appreciated it for its intellectual, cultural, and artistic value. The mintage of the “new style” tetradrachms began in 164 BCE and continued on an annual basis up until Sulla’s capture of Athens in 86 BCE, after which the coins were produced far less frequently until ultimately stopping around 40 BCE.
The new coinage paid homage to the earlier tetradrachms by carrying over the iconography of an obverse depicting Athena and a reverse featuring her owl. However, the fabric of the coin was changed considerably, thinning and broadening to a much wider diameter and becoming slightly lighter.
This offered a larger space on which the artists could engrave more intricate designs and they certainly took advantage of the freedom. Athena is depicted with a triple-crested Attic helmet upon which the foreparts of a quadriga of horses are shown beneath a full flying Pegasus.
The reverse now shows an owl standing on an amphora, a jug referring to Athens’ international olive oil trade, surrounded by an olive wreath in which various symbols and names are included to denote the mintage and origination of the emission. The first line of reverse text retains the archaic “AOE” denoting that the coins are “of the Athenians”.
Athens remained a center of influence during its 500 years under Roman rule with numerous emperors supporting it financially and politically. Unfortunately, much of Athens was destroyed after being sacked by the Germanic “Heruli” tribe in 267 CE, and this marked the end of Athens’ reign as one of history’s most influential societies.
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I was shooting some street discrete photos of people wearing masks and socializing in a different world in New York City both in the subways and the city streets. It is necessary to wear masks to lower the chances of spreading the Coronavirus. I was shooting with my Fujifilm XT-10 attached with a Nikon 50mm F1.8 AIS E Series Lens. All of these photos were shot in Black and White JPEG/RAW with a digital Yellow Filter.
R2D2 was spotted discretely working under cover at the Fowler Building in the historic Old Lion Flour Factory on North Terrace, just beside the Morphett Street Bridge. The building is now part of the Nexus Multicultural Arts Centre.
Taken with iPhone 4S.