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What I usually carry:
Ricoh GR
HTC Re
iPhone 6 Plus
Nexus 6
Apple Earbuds
American Express
Mastercard
Easycard
1000NT
Loose change
There are six camera sensors in my bag.
Apple Bluetooth iBuds
I just want my fellow photographers to let this sink in:
• ISO 12800 — no noise correction
• 200mm, perfectly sharp
• 1/80 sec hand held — no comment needed
Nikon, you're amazing.
From tutorial by Erin Erickson (or Dog Under My Desk Sewing Patterns) at www.erinerickson.com
Great to make and very useful!
Emma selected the fabrics for her pouches. She didn't want the metal rings attached to hers.
InnovaLUG presents the Isles of Aura! Pop in some earbuds and listen as you look!
Journal Entry:
The raiders I'm working for decided to pillage the nearby town of Veita. By approaching from the East, we were at the dock before the lighthouse keepers could sound an alarm. And most of the villagers wisely chose to surrender their valuables rather than put up a fight.
There was a surprising amount of gold and trinkets, which pleased Drottin greatly. Payment has been good so far, though I've been sure to keep a close eye on Drottin when he divies the loot. Now the raiders and I will head back to their hideout to stash the recent loot. There's rumors of trouble brewing, and Drottin figures a good cache of gold and valuables will be quite handy in the future.
-Vigr Bardagi
There will be a video compilation of the builds, so stay tuned for that!
See more pictures of this here: www.brickbuilt.org/?p=2558
InnovaLUG presents the Isles of Aura! Pop in some earbuds and listen as you look!
Journal Entry:
The raiders I'm working for decided to pillage the nearby town of Veita. By approaching from the East, we were at the dock before the lighthouse keepers could sound an alarm. And most of the villagers wisely chose to surrender their valuables rather than put up a fight.
There was a surprising amount of gold and trinkets, which pleased Drottin greatly. Payment has been good so far, though I've been sure to keep a close eye on Drottin when he divies the loot. Now the raiders and I will head back to their hideout to stash the recent loot. There's rumors of trouble brewing, and Drottin figures a good cache of gold and valuables will be quite handy in the future.
-Vigr Bardagi
There will be a video compilation of the builds, so stay tuned for that!
See more pictures of this here: www.brickbuilt.org/?p=2558
I walked through the university campus in downtown Toronto prior to my class, keeping an eye out for an interesting person to meet and photograph when I saw her. She appeared to have stepped outside on this beautiful fall day for a break between buildings and was listening to music through earbud headphones. I walked up to her and she responded with a smile and removed the earbuds. She listened with obvious interest to my introduction and invitation to become part of my project. “I’ll do it” she said without further ado. We shook hands. Meet Julianne.
We were in a rather unattractive location, between some buildings in a laneway with dumpsters and little that was positive – other than the light which was diffuse and good for a portrait. I suggested we take a few steps and use some painted plywood on the side of a building as a simple grey background. By closing the lid of a dumpster and positioning myself and Julianne carefully I was able to get a “clean” background and avoid the advertising messages above. It was all a bit iffy at first and Julianne was patient with the process and seemed a bit bemused by my efforts to transform the junkheap location into a studio.
Julianne was a natural smiler so I took the initial few photos of her smiling. I then suggested a few with a more neutral expression and explained my thinking – that sometimes peoples’ individuality shines through more when they move away from the traditional smiling pose. I knew I would have a hard time choosing later on. Once I was sure I had some usable images, I asked if she had a few more minutes to try a location I had noticed around the corner featuring metal grating over some store windows. She was good-natured about it and picked up her backpack and followed me to the storefront where we completed a few more portraits before settling into chat mode.
Julianne is 22 and was born and raised in Toronto. She is studying Philosophy at university and when I asked what she was going to do when she graduates, she hopes to pursue a graduate degree and mentioned both the University of Toronto and the University of Chicago as possibilities. I’ve studied at both universities and we had a nice time with me telling her a bit about Chicago.
When I asked Julianne what has been the greatest challenge she has had to deal with in life she asked “You mean really?” “Yes, really” I replied. “Mental illness” she replied. “Can you tell me more?” I asked. “Yes. Depression. Deep depression. I spend four years in that pit in high school and it is terrible.” “How are you doing now?” I asked. “So much better” she said. “I’m really doing well and enjoying life again.” I explained that I knew about depression both through my career as a therapist and through the experience of people in my life and it was wonderful to hear that she is now doing so well. “How did you get to this better place?” I asked. “Did you get therapy and/or medication?” “No, I didn’t” she said. “I just did it myself.” “How?” I asked, thinking it might be useful to others who read her story. “I just made myself reach out to others because I knew social contact would be the way forward, even though it didn’t feel like it would. I also made myself listen to music and read, both of which I knew would be healthy for me.” “And now?” I asked. “There is no comparison” she said with a smile. I told her others have likened it to having the world change from black and white to color and she agreed with the description. It was an inspiring story of one woman’s recovery from depression. While many benefit from medication and a therapy relationship, occasionally one meets someone like Julianne who manages to create her own way out although it was clear that human connections were an important part of her path to health.
In her spare time Julianne enjoys reading science fiction, a genre my brother loves but one which I have not learned how to enjoy very much. I told her I have a hard time suspending my disbelief but that it is interesting the way science fiction often paves the way for inventions and discoveries in the fields of science and technology. When I asked how her friends would describe her, Julianne said somewhat shyly “Probably that I’m smart and a good, loyal friend.” “You don’t have to feel arrogant saying that” I told her. “It’s just your friends talking, right?” We laughed. Her message to others? “Reach out, the world is a magical place. Enjoy it fully.”
"What was it like to be approached by a complete stranger to take part in his photography project?" "I was flattered" she replied. "I really like the way you described your project and everyone has a story to tell."
It was time to say goodbye and thank Julianne for her candor and for joining my Human Family project. Double-checking about permission to share her story, she smiled and said “Of course you can tell it. I wouldn’t have shared it otherwise.” I think it is through the courage and honesty of people like Julianne that issues like depression are being seen for what they are – illnesses which can ruin lives but which can also be overcome. I found the time I had spent with Julianne very enjoyable and very inspiring.
Thank you Julianne for taking the time and for your engaging with The Human Family. Stay healthy and I wish you well with your studies. If you make it to the University of Chicago, I hope you enjoy the unique community of Hyde Park where I grew up.
This is my 80th submission to the Human Family group on Flickr.
You can view more street portraits and stories by visiting The Human Family.
I left the first class of a course called “The World’s Livable Cities” and was on my way to retrieve my bicycle which was locked in front of the Student Centre on campus. I saw her sitting on a chair in the urban park on campus, reading notes and listening to her iPod through earbuds. She made a striking presence with her silver reflective sunglasses and bright lipstick with the golden October sun bouncing off some fallen leaves and onto her face. I knew I would kick myself if I didn’t approach her and invite her to participate in my Human Family photo project. I had to bend over to get her attention and she removed an earbud and agreed to my request after asking if I had a brochure. Once again, my contact card made it clear that I was serious about my project. She wanted to know if I was in the photography program at the university (It’s a pretty well-known program) and I explained I’m not but that I take some lifelong learning courses for retired people such as myself. Meet Chelsea who was getting ready for class.
I felt the quickest, best option for a portrait that would showcase her attractive features would involve moving the char a meter to one side to remove a line of contrasting paving stones from the grey pavers behind her. She was happy to oblige even though it involved juggling her coffee cup, papers, and bag. I dragged the chair over and gave her the “drill” about looking into my lens and to expect several photos to be taken “to hedge myself against missed focus or some other clumsy mistake.” She understood and I took a few photos with the glasses, then without. I was pretty sure I would want her eyes showing in my chosen portrait but wanted to get the reflective glasses as a comment photo. I had to fiddle with a couple of small details such as the white arm of the chair showing low in the frame (I changed my angle slightly) and a sliver of white shirt showing above her scarf (she and I collaborated on making it disappear – something I’ve gotten more comfortable with in helping my subjects look their best).
At this point I discovered that Chelsea was going to be late for class so the conversation part of the encounter got cheated a bit. Chelsea is 17 and is an English major at the university. She was born and raised in Canada by Vietnamese parents. Her greatest challenge? “Finding a job.” I said “I’ve heard that from English majors before!” and we both laughed. A message to share through the project? “Just be yourself because that’s the best person you can be.”
Thank you Chelsea for taking a few minutes to meet and participate in The Human Family. I hope I didn’t make you late for class. Good luck with your studies (and in finding work).
This is my 69th submission to the Human Family group on Flickr.
You can view more street portraits and stories by visiting The Human Family
You get a list of the crap I was carrying today from bottom left clockwise!
What's in my bag - 6/5/09
Two bottle caps - Blue Moon beer and Izzie soda.
Random cards.
Passport.
Replica WW2 Soviet cigarette case containing credit cards and punch cards.
Random trash - coffee purchase stubs, a package notice, twist tie.
Three rolls of film - 2 x Redscale Lomo, 1 spent 400 ISO Sensia slide.
Three film canisters.
Timbuk2 small messenger bag.
Envelop holding a gift card to Brasserie V.
Travel envelop for work containing a week of receipts from a trip to Dallas this week.
Kindle!
ID cards for work trip.
Two essential oil containers.
Moo cards!
Skullcandy Earbuds.
Zorki 4-K rangefinder camera.
Three pens. One from work! O_O
RANT ALERT!
Bought a new Ipod Shuffle for 55 Dollars at Target.
For the Chiclet. Hence the pink color.
She wanted something simple for listening to music.
She spent time picking out stickers and making a list of requests tune-wise.
We finally got it all charged up, loaded up , and ready to go.
Handed it over and guess what?
The latest Ipod shuffles only work w/ the earbuds they are packaged with.
Seriously!
We tried a little speaker system we had picked up for her.
Also various headphones around the house.
We checked all of the packaging and the box.
No statement of any kind about having to use the enclosed earbuds.
!!!!
Or that it wouldn't work w/ other after market accessories.
!!!!!
Went over to Amazon.com to read what others had to say.
It was true...and we weren't the only purchasers that had this suprise.
One guy wrote that he had tossed his earbuds in the garbage while on a jog only to find that they were needed!
There is a Belkin after market adapter...which everyone on Amazon wrote lousy reviews of.
It's cheap & falls apart quickly.
So....as far as I can tell....for the 1st time in personal listening device history...you have to listen w/ the headphones (earbuds provided).
How exactly do you listen to this anywhere else?
Car?
Stereo?
We found that if you pull the earbuds out of the Ipod shuffle it will immediately turn itself off.
!!!!!!
Feels like we got the old bait and switch.
So Dana (the only person in the house who enjoys the earbuds) got a new pink Ipod shuffle. Not exactly what we'd planned but she likes it as an unintentional Mothers Day gift!
Strobist:
Orlit Rover RT bare bulb feathered through vellum scrim.
YN685 with reflector at low power angled from above right.
White reflector above angled downward.
Strip of black card in front for negative fill.
I hap*pen(cil)* to be procrastinating some schoolwork at the moment so now that the round is over I'll be plugging in my music and *sharpening* my mind so I don't *erase* my future opportunities!
My seventh build for Iron Forge 2025 round 2. The seed part is any Minifigure head. I used 7 in this MOC.
This MOC came from a combination of having the pencils already built and seeing the rubber tips of some earbuds reminding me of Minifigure heads. And if you're wondering, the earbuds fit very nicely in my ears.
The ball in the ballpoint pen is actually a broken pneumatic T-piece. The pencil sharpener is a callback to my first entry in Iron Forge 2023.
In a city that never stops talking, these are the quiet moments.
Wired In captures men moving through the urban landscape, headphones on, lost in private worlds of music, podcasts, and thought.
Each frame is a fleeting glimpse of solitude — a reminder that even in the busiest streets, we all sometimes walk to our own invisible soundtrack.
Most nights the woodland creatures at the end of the garden settle in around twilight. (with the exception of a few cows who party on til they come home)
The last few days I have woken early and wandered out to the garden with my morning coffee, enjoying the spring wonders which have at last, arrived here in the wastelands. Yesterday and again today I noticed the tell-tale skid marks of the Famous Lipizzaner Racing Snails on the stone walk. I followed the trail, slick and snotty as it was, round the corner of the shed to find a gaggle of them setting up housekeeping in the usual spot near the old log.
Yerbod was the first to greet me with a wink so I brought my old friend inside to have a natter about his long winter journey, about the racing circuit, his wins and losses, and the perils of being left handed in a right handed world.
Yerbod is made from the graciously donated wool of Clarice and Evelynn the sheep who reside down the lane. He's made by the needle felting method which involves poking wool with a special barbed needle a bajillion times until his form takes shape. His eyes though are recycled shockingly bright "mother-in-law lipstick pink/red" earbuds which have had a good soak in alcohol and guaranteed germ and ick-free.
I saw her sitting on the coffee shop patio on campus on this wet, overcast fall day. She was at her laptop, earbuds plugged in, with her cup of coffee at hand. It struck me that this was a classic student scene and that there can’t be too many more patio days in Toronto before the snow flies. I approached her to participate in my Human Family photo project and told her that I thought she would make a very nice “street portrait.” She removed an earbud with a smile and registered surprise at my wanting to photograph her but when I explained my project she was happy to help out. Meet Kate.
I made use of the coffee shop windows for the background and proceeded to make several photos, followed by a pleasant conversation. Kate is 20 and came to Toronto 3 years ago from St. Catherines, a city not far from Niagara Falls. She came for school and said she liked Toronto right off because there is so much happening and there is so much to discover. The diversity of the city is, in fact, a source of attraction for many.
Kate is a 3rd year student in the Creative Industries program. The university website describes the program as follows: "Unique among Canadian universities, Ryerson’s Creative Industries program studies the creative fields from the perspective of enterprise development and entrepreneurship, and blends artistic, media, communication, cultural and business studies to prepare students for employment opportunities or advanced education in today’s creative economy."
Kate’s primary interest is music and although she has not yet decided just how this interest will be shaped into a career, her program will give her a strong foundation for developing her creativity into a marketable enterprise. Her message to her younger self is to “worry less about what others think and embrace your uniqueness.” Her challenge is staying motivated and focused on her studies. When I asked how she is approaching this challenge she smiled and said “I’m simply telling myself to buckle down and I have adopted an exercise regime.” When I wished her luck with this she replied “Actually, I feel like I’m on my way with it.” Kate’s message to the project is to simply be as nice as you can to the people you come in contact with every day. When I asked her how she thought her friends might describe her she laughed and said “Probably caring, nervous, and (I hope) bright.” I could see all of these words fitting. I would probably add the word "gentle."
I experienced a friendly warmth in Kate. Chatting with her on the patio was both easy and fun. I was glad our paths had crossed and I hope her coffee didn’t turn cold as we talked. I also hoped I hadn’t interrupted her studies. She smiled and said she was studying accounting on her laptop when I had stopped by. As a creative person, she said she was struggling with the nuts and bolts of accounting. I told her it reminded me of my own experience many years ago as a social sciences student trying to grasp statistics. We have all experienced a required course or two that were difficult because they were at odds with our interests and talents.
We shook hands and bid each other a friendly goodbye and good luck.
This is my 782nd submission to The Human Family Group on Flickr.
You can view more street portraits and stories by visiting The Human Family.
Follow-up: I passed by the coffee shop patio a couple of hours later and discovered that the tables and chairs were being loaded up into a truck to be taken to winter storage. It was one more signal that summer is over in Toronto. Kate and I were lucky to have savored the last hours of patio season on campus.