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The execution of Supreme Chancellor Palpatine by the hands of the droid general Grievous would shock the Galaxy. No-one knew it was coming, save one man. The man who gave Grievous the order to execute the Chancellor live on the holonet. Though Grievous didn’t know it, he had just killed Darth Sidious, thus ensuring his own master’s rise to Dark Lord of the Sith.
Whilst he had been reluctant to order his former master’s execution, Count Dooku, the now reigning Sith Lord, knew he had been presented with no alternative. Having witnessed how willing Sidious had been to dispose of a resurrected Darth Maul, Dooku knew all too well that it would have been only a matter of time before his master was ready to dispose of him.
Supreme Chancellor Palpatine’s death would long be considered a decisive victory for the Confederacy of Independent Systems, and the closest it ever came to victory in the Clone War. Yet, for Dooku, it was a loss. Sidious’ passing doomed their vision for a New Galactic Order, with the Republic electing Senator Kargan Feigarn of Anaxes to the position of Supreme Chancellor to replace Palpatine. Feigarn, one of the first proponents for the Repubic to muster an army to combat the Separatist crisis, would openly declare in his election speech that the Clone War would not end until the Confederacy was eradicated the Galaxy.
Though the Confederacy held a sizable military advantage at the time of Feigarn’s declaration, that would be quickly eroded as Palpatine’s death convinced usually hesitant Senators such as Bail Organa of Alderaan, Mon Mothma of Chandrilla and Padme Amidala of Naboo to approve a significant investment into the Republic’s military budget.
With a level playing field, the war began to turn significantly against the Confederacy and they soon found themselves completely pushed out of the mid-rim worlds. But despite this erupting military crisis for the Confederacy. Count Dooku was nowhere to be found. Instead of leading all the systems who had pledged allegiance to his independence movement, Dooku had journeyed to the planet Korriban, ancient home world of the Sith for guidance.
On Korriban he would encounter someone he never expected to see again. The spirit of his former master, the evil Darth Sidious. Craving information on how to fulfil the plan they had both spent well over a decade preparing, Dooku would come to learn that Sidious never planned to rule with Dooku by his side. He had long planned to replace him with the young Jedi Anakin Skywalker, the fabled chosen one. Before Dooku could even consider thinking of asking his former master for how best to enact their stratagem without him, Sidious revealed the truth.
The stratagem was designed around Sidious, and without him to enact it, it was destined to collapse. Already Sidious’ agents had begun to neutralise the Clone trooper inhibitor chips, eliminating the infamous Order 66 from existence. He’d also taken great care to foster a close relationship with the young Skywalker, thus ensuring that if his apprentice were to remove him, it would ensure that Skywalker would never serve Dooku. Palpatine had long prepared for the possibility that his apprentice would attempt to usurp him.
If he was not able to rule the Galaxy, then he would not allow anyone else to either.
After being mocked by his former master, Dooku lashed out. Though Sidious and the Jedi both believed the young Skywalker to be the fabled Chosen One, Dooku thought otherwise. After all, to both he and his master, the Chosen One was destined to bring balance to the Force. Not necessarily destroy the Sith, regardless of what the Jedi interpreted it as. Therefore, if he could not use Protocol 66 to reduce the Jedi’s numbers, he would simply have to create a new generation of Sith Lords in order to restore the balance.
With that, Dooku would depart Korriban but not without a final mocking from his former master, and it would haunt Dooku for the rest of his life. Palpatine had been preparing to construct a Galactic Empire to unite the Galaxy against an unknown force from beyond that threatened to destroy the Galaxy. Though he would try to dismiss the idea, it would ultimately cause him take a less active role in the leadership of the Confederacy as he made preparations for the future. Most in Republic intelligence suspected this was to avoid retaliatory actions for Palpatine’s execution, but the Jedi believed otherwise. History had taught them that it was never good when the Sith disappeared into the shadows. The Republic would lead a large military campaign to locate the Dark Lord but would ultimately prove unsuccessful.
Dooku would meanwhile order the construction of a battle station his master had long sought to create, in the hopes that its destructive power would be enough to give the Confederacy victory over the increasingly authoritarian Galactic Republic. If need be, it could also protect the galaxy from the danger his master spoke of. But with the Republic’s military offensive pressuring the Confederacy on every front in the Outer Rim, Dooku decided to have the station constructed in the Unknown Regions, far from prying eyes.
It was during the search for a suitable build sight that Dooku would come across a young Chiss by the name of Mitth'raw'nuruodo. The young Chiss’ homeworld had been devastated by a Republic weapons trial gone wrong, which had rendered the planet inhospitable, and thus he was more than willing to join the Separatist cause. It wasn’t until he was able to take out a Republic Star Destroyer with a cargo transport that Dooku allowed the young Chiss to join their ranks.
Many speculate the recruitment of ‘Thrawn’, as he came to be known by, was what revived the Separatist military cause, which had been faltering following the demise of General Grievous at the hands of Jedi Masters Obi-Wan Kenobi and Anakin Skywalker. It would be Thrawn’s actions that would strand Jedi Master Mace Windu on the surface of Bodrin, where Dooku would slay the Jedi Master, ensuring Skywalker’s ascension to the rank of Grand Master of the Jedi Order.
Whilst the Force could sustain him, Dooku knew that time was against him and thus choose to train five students at once in the ways of the Force. The clear violation of the Rule of Two prevented him from declaring them all his apprentices, so to encourage them Dooku offered to make the one who bested Obi-Wan Kenobi in combat his apprentice. Eventually the group would come to be known as the hands of Dooku to the galaxy, but to Dooku, they were his acolytes. Neither Sith nor Jedi.
They were the ones who would help him bring balance to the Force.
Countless Jedi would fall to the acolytes´ blades, many of them merely padawan learners. The loss of so many Jedi would create a ripple in the Force, originating from a source deep in the Unknown Regions. Dooku interpreted it as a sign that he was fulfilling his destiny and the Force was being slowly brought into balance, until he found the source itself. It was a singularity through which the Force fed into the galaxy. Eventually, Dooku came to realise that the singularity could be weaponised, and after a year of trails, the singularity was engineered to become part of the Confederacy’s battle station. The entire station was powered using the Force emitted from the singularity.
Dooku knew that with the singularity, he controlled the Force itself and began making preparations for the Confederacy’s new campaign to seize Coruscant from Republic control.
Though temperamental, the singularity was eventually installed into the battle station, but not without consequences. Close proximity to the singularity would often cause Dooku to hear what he assumed were echoes of the past. The voice of Sidious, vowing to destroy all that they had built. The voice of Yoda, the Count’s former Jedi teacher. But perhaps the biggest surprise of all, was to hear the voice of Qui-Gon Jinn Dooku’s former Jedi apprentice.
Whilst he would presume the voice was little more than a remnant, Dooku would come to find there was more to this voice of his former apprentice than it first appeared. Quin-Gon’s ghost would spend any waking moment that Dooku was on board the station attempting to make the former Jedi Master see the error his ways.
Dooku would ultimately choose to spend as little time on the battle station as possible whilst continuing to maintain a low profile in order to avoid the prying eyes of the Jedi.
It wouldn’t be until the battle station was almost entirely operational that Dooku would come face to face with a Jedi once again. Much to his surprise though, it wasn’t Grand Jedi Master Skywalker as he had long anticipated. It was Obi-Wan Kenobi. Skywalker’s former teacher who had begun to train a new apprentice of his own.
The three of them would engage in a duel, and though the Count’s age would hinder him, his strength with the Force allowed him to counteract such a hindrance. But even with such a strong connection to the Force, Dooku was unable to prevent Kenobi from severing his right hand. Vengeance for having done the same action to Skywalker well over a decade ago.
However, even in such a weakened state, the Sith Lord bested Kenobi’s apprentice with ease and brought the boy’s life to a swift end by decapitating him. The action would break Kenobi’s spirit, who declared just how ashamed Qui-Gon would be knowing what had become of his former master. Well aware of his former apprentice’s disapproval of his new title, Dooku departed the battle without killing Kenobi, much to Kenobi’s own surprise.
Though he had not foreseen his decision to not kill the weakened Kenobi, the Sith Lord new what was about to transpire. Kenobi had managed to plant a tracking device on his cape, and whilst the Jedi Master thought he’d done so without detection, Dooku had long known it was coming. Just as he had desired.
With the tracker revealing his location to the Republic, Dooku returned to the battle station and waited for his enemies to come to him. He knew full well that this would be the battle that decided the Clone War, and he was determined to win it. But to accomplish this, he knew there was one thing above all else he had to do.
Slay Grand Master Skywalker.
As the battle erupted, both Kenobi and Skywalker would manage to board the battle station, making their way to the singularity where they would encounter Dooku. The first time they had duelled was at the start of the Clone War and now, they'd duel for the final time with the fate of the Galaxy at stake.....
Well executed minifigures by Hobbybrick from the very best Manga-series there is. 20 years and still going strong. Hopefully one day we will find it, the One piece. :)
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LocationFlorence, Italy
The Equestrian Monument of Cosimo I is a bronze equestrian statue executed by Giambologna from 1587 to 1594, and erected in 1594 in the Piazza della Signoria in Florence, region of Tuscany, Italy.
his statue follows the Classical Roman tradition of Equestrian statues as the monument to a ruler's power, evident from the Statue of Marcus Aurelius in ancient Rome and the Regisole in Ferrara, and continued in the Renaissance by examples such as Donatello's Statue of Gattamelata (1453) in Padua and Verrocchio's Statue of Bartolomeo Colleoni (1488) in Venice.
This monument was commissioned by Cosimo's son Ferdinando I from the sculptor Giambologna, who also completed the Rape of the Sabines in the adjacent Loggia dei Lanzi. The Cosimo statue stands in front of the north corner of the Palazzo della Signoria, the northernmost of the row of statues, adjacent to the Fountain of Neptune (1563) by Ammannati, that had been commissioned by Cosimo himself. Together this duo celebrates the land and sea ambitions of Cosimo. The base of the statue has reliefs with scenes from the life of Cosimo, including his coronation in Rome as Grand-Duke in 1570 and his entrance into Siena as a ruler (1557) after his victory over that republic.[1]
The posture of the trotting horse in this statue is similar to those of prior statues, with right leg raised, however unlike Marcus Aurelius, Cosimo uses stirrups and his horse shows the restraint of the bridle, albeit without much tension. Cosimo, like Gattemalata, holds a military baton, armor, and sheathed sword.
Some sources state the man and horse were cast separately, and the combined weight of the two was 23 thousand pounds.[2] A few decades hence, Ferdinando I would have his own Equestrian monument in Piazza dell'Annunziata.[3]
Domenico Ghirlandaio (1449-1494) - two miracles of the Madonna - polychrome stained glass windows, executed in 1492 by Alessandro Agolanti to a design by Ghirlandaio - Tornabuoni Chapel (1485-1490) - Santa Maria Novella Florence
La cappella Tornabuoni è la cappella maggiore della basilica di Santa Maria Novella a Firenze. Contiene uno dei più vasti cicli di affreschi di tutta la città, realizzato da Domenico Ghirlandaio e bottega dal 1485 al 1490.
Gli affreschi hanno come tema le Scene della vita della Vergine e di san Giovanni Battista, inquadrate da finte architetture (pilastri con capitelli corinzi dorati e trabeazioni con dentelli, sulle tre pareti disponibili. Le scene si leggono dal basso verso l'alto, da destra a sinistra, secondo uno schema che già all'epoca doveva risultare un po' arcaico.
Le due pareti principali, a destra e a sinistra, presentano tre file di scene ciascuna, a sua volta divise in due scene rettangolari, ed una grande lunetta sulla sommità, per un totale di sette scene a parete.
The Cappella Tornabuoni is the main chapel (or chancel) in the church of Santa Maria Novella, Florence, Italy. It is famous for the extensive and well-preserved fresco cycle on its walls, one of the most complete in the city, which was created by Domenico Ghirlandaio and his workshop between 1485 and 1490.
The portraits of the members of the Tornabuoni family and of relatives, friends, allies and clients of the Medici and the Tornabuoni are included as spectators to the holy stories.
Ghirlandaio worked to the frescoes from 1485 to 1490, with the collaboration of his workshop artists, who included his brothers Davide and Benedetto, his brother-in-law Sebastiano Mainardi and, probably, the young Michelangelo Buonarroti. The windows were also executed according to Ghirlandaio's design. The complex was completed by an altarpiece portraying the Madonna del Latte in Glory with Angel and Saints, flanked by two panels with St. Catherine of Siena and St. Lawrence.
Mount Edith Cavell, Jasper National Park - named in 1916 after a British nurse who was executed by the German soldiers during the World War I for helping Allied soldiers escape from occupied Belgium to the Netherlands. It has an elevation of 3,363 m (~11,000 ft). The famous Angel Glacier hangs from its north face in front of the vast Cavell valley which leads to the Cavell Lake and further to the Tonquin Valley. Photo taken on 25 June 2020.
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What if during the Battle of Coruscant, General Grievous executed Supreme Chancellor Palpatine aboard the Invisible Hand? How would the fate of the galaxy have changed without Palpatine's machinations to drive it towards it's ultimate fate. Ruled over by a tyrannical Galactic Empire.
Would the Clone War have continued? Would Dooku assume the role as Dark Lord of the Sith? What would have become of Anakin Skywalker's fear of losing Padme during child birth? Would he have continued down the dark path? Or would he have sought the guidance of a close friend?
The possible ripple effects of Palpatine's death are endless, due to the role he played on both sides of the Clone War as well as orchestrating the downfall of Anakin Skywalker. In my mind, having lost a non-Jedi confidant to confide his fears, Anakin would likely eventually open up on the matter to Obi-Wan. But that's something to be told in the actual bio.
But with the execution of the Republic's head of state, it's likely the Galactic Senate would refuse any calls for a peace deal with the Separatists, instead believing the only way to end the war was to eradicate the Separatist forces. In response to the Chancellor's assassination, it's likely a pro-war senator would be elected Supreme Chancellor thus ensuring further escalation in the Clone War.
Anakin Skywalker - Following the loss of his close friend, Chancellor Palpatine, Anakin would find himself gravely concerned about problems with Padme's pregnancy. Though the death of Palpatine would grant him great clarity in his vision, the lack of knowledge as to what this complication would be would slowly start to drive him mad. Eventually, he had no choice but to confess the truth about his marriage to Padme Amidala to his oldest friend and mentor, Obi-Wan Kenobi. Kenobi would be apprehensive at first with the Jedi doctrine dictating that the Jedi not form attachments, but ultimately he would promise to protect Anakin's secret out his love and respect for his former apprentice.
Eventually, as the Clone Wars escalated and the Republic began a fresh multi-front campaign to push the Separatists from the outer-rim, Padme would go into labour. Unlike his vision however, the complication that Anakin feared, Padme dying during child birth, was not to be. Instead the complication was of a far different nature. Padme gave birth to twins.
A son and a daughter who would later be known by the names Luke and Leia.
With Obi-Wan present to help with the birth, Anakin would make him the children's godfather out of both respect and love for his former teacher.
Slowly but surely, as he continued to fight on the battlefield in the name of the Republic, Anakin would start to utilise more more extreme methods of force use in order to try and force the war towards a swifter revolution. These actions would trouble Obi-Wan, but he understood Anakin's reasoning. All he wanted was an end to the war, both to bring peace to the galaxy and to ensure a safe future for his children.
Anakin would soon find himself the target of Count Dooku's new apprentice, and would spar with the Sith apprentice on numerous different occasions before finally striking him down during a duel in the lava fields of Mustafar. This action would make Anakin Skywalker the face of the Jedi war effort against the Separatists, and as such, the Jedi council would take the unusual step of granting him the title of Master despite having not taught an apprentice to knighthood. His position on the council would slowly start to make Anakin feel appreciated by his fellow Jedi, and he would eventually become more humble, realising that even though he was destined to destroy the Sith and bring balance to the force, he still had much to learn. The more self conscious Anakin would slowly come to accept the path of the Jedi and fully embrace their ways, even going so far as to dress in the more typical Jedi robes, a symbol of his development from Jedi Knight, to Jedi Master.
Despite this though, the shadow of his greatest secret would loom over him. His family. Skywalker had always longed for a family of his own and feared what the Jedi council would do were they to learn the truth. It wouldn't be until Jedi Master Mace Windu was defeated and killed by the reigning Sith Lord, Count Dooku that Anakin would confess his secret to Grandmaster Yoda. Leader of the Jedi council. To Anakin's surprise, Yoda did not seem angry or annoyed at Skywalker's secret. In fact, he appeared proud. Yoda would remark on how the Clone War had shown the Jedi the importance of life and that it was only right that Skywalker would lead them into a new era.
He wasn't any Jedi.
He was the first of a new generation of Jedi. Due to his confidence in Skywalker's abilities and trust in the young Jedi, Yoda would entrust the leadership of the Jedi council to Anakin as he retired solely to teaching the youngest amongst the Jedi ranks. Under Skywalker's leadership, the Jedi order would undertake a galaxy wide search for the sinister Count Dooku, seeking to bring an end to the war.
The war would finally resolve as the Republic launched a full scale offensive against Count Dooku's final hideout. A battle station the size of a moon, that the holonet news would come to refer to as the 'Death Star'.
The year is 18 BBY, 1 year since we received the orders to execute all of the Jedi for committing treason against the republic. After the purge, we were given new armour, and reassigned from being the Wampa Squad, to the Eighth Brother’s personal troopers. Since then, we have gone on countless missions to find the treasonous Jedi alongside the powerful inquisitor, the Eighth Brother.
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The eighth brother received a transmission from Vader himself, our next objective is to hunt down a Jedi master called Nirhma Moss, who survived Order 66, intel has led us to believe she is hiding in an old seperatist outpost on Devaron. We arrive at Devaron and start to find traces of life among the rocky and muddy terrain. The planet has many small cliffs topped with mud and trees, bushes flourish all over the ground and old seperatist bases can sometimes be found in the depths of Devaron. We find a small crate containing some supplies, and at the same time, the sound of a lightsaber echoes around us. I look up to see Nirhma Moss and the Eighth Brother face to face.
“Eighth Brother, we finally meet.”
“Nirhma Moss, your time has come.”
“I’ve heard stories of your kind, Inquisitors. I sensed your presence long before you went rummaging through my belongings.”
“Sir, should we fire?”
“No, I will take her myself.”
“Yes Sir!”
The two fought endlessly, using all their strength, but the Eighth Brother came out on top. We were ordered to carry her back to the ship. Another successful mission.
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Fondé au XIIIe siècle après la découverte d'une statue de la Vierge et symbole de la "Hispanidad", il fut le plus important monastère d'Espagne durant quatre siècles.
C'est là que vint Colomb après son voyage de 1492 pour rendre compte aux Rois Catholiques de son voyage vers les Indes... et c'est là, en 1496, que furent baptisés les premiers Indiens ramenés en Europe.
The Mausoleum of Hadrian, usually known as Castel Sant'Angelo, is a towering cylindrical building in Parco Adriano, Rome, Italy. It was initially commissioned by the Roman Emperor Hadrian as a mausoleum for himself and his family. The building was later used by the popes as a fortress and castle, and is now a museum. The Castle was once the tallest building in Rome.
The tomb of the Roman emperor Hadrian, also called Hadrian's mole, was erected on the right bank of the Tiber, between 134 and 139 AD. Originally the mausoleum was a decorated cylinder, with a garden top and golden quadriga. Hadrian's ashes were placed here a year after his death in Baiae in 138, together with those of his wife Sabina, and his first adopted son, Lucius Aelius, who also died in 138. Following this, the remains of succeeding emperors were also placed here, the last recorded deposition being Caracalla in 217. The urns containing these ashes were probably placed in what is now known as the Treasury room deep within the building. Hadrian also built the Pons Aelius facing straight onto the mausoleum – it still provides a scenic approach from the center of Rome and the left bank of the Tiber, and is renowned for the Baroque additions of statues of angels holding aloft elements of the Passion of Christ.
Much of the tomb contents and decorations have been lost since the building's conversion to a military fortress in 401 and its subsequent inclusion in the Aurelian Walls by Flavius Augustus Honorius. The urns and ashes were scattered by Visigoth looters during Alaric's sacking of Rome in 410, and the original decorative bronze and stone statuary were thrown down upon the attacking Goths when they besieged Rome in 537, as recounted by Procopius. An unusual survivor, however, is the capstone of a funerary urn (probably that of Hadrian), which made its way to Saint Peter's Basilica, covered the tomb of Otto II and later was incorporated into a massive Renaissance baptistery. The use of spolia from the tomb in the post-Roman period was noted in the 16th century — Giorgio Vasari writes:
...in order to build churches for the use of the Christians, not only were the most honoured temples of the idols [pagan Roman gods] destroyed, but in order to ennoble and decorate Saint Peter's with more ornaments than it then possessed, they took away the stone columns from the tomb of Hadrian, now the castle of Sant'Angelo, as well as many other things which we now see in ruins.
Legend holds that the Archangel Michael appeared atop the mausoleum, sheathing his sword as a sign of the end of the plague of 590, thus lending the castle its present name. A less charitable yet more apt elaboration of the legend, given the militant disposition of this archangel, was heard by the 15th-century traveler who saw an angel statue on the castle roof. He recounts that during a prolonged season of the plague, Pope Gregory I heard that the populace, even Christians, had begun revering a pagan idol at the church of Santa Agata in Suburra. A vision urged the pope to lead a procession to the church. Upon arriving, the idol miraculously fell apart with a clap of thunder. Returning to St Peter's by the Aelian Bridge, the pope had another vision of an angel atop the castle, wiping the blood from his sword on his mantle, and then sheathing it. While the pope interpreted this as a sign that God was appeased, this did not prevent Gregory from destroying more sites of pagan worship in Rome.
The popes converted the structure into a castle, beginning in the 14th century; Pope Nicholas III connected the castle to St Peter's Basilica by a covered fortified corridor called the Passetto di Borgo. The fortress was the refuge of Pope Clement VII from the siege of Charles V's Landsknechte during the Sack of Rome (1527), in which Benvenuto Cellini describes strolling the ramparts and shooting enemy soldiers.
Leo X built a chapel with a Madonna by Raffaello da Montelupo. In 1536 Montelupo also created a marble statue of Saint Michael holding his sword after the 590 plague (as described above) to surmount the Castel.[6] Later Paul III built a rich apartment, to ensure that in any future siege the pope had an appropriate place to stay.
Montelupo's statue was replaced by a bronze statue of the same subject, executed by the Flemish sculptor Peter Anton von Verschaffelt, in 1753. Verschaffelt's is still in place and Montelupo's can be seen in an open court in the interior of the Castle.
The Papal state also used Sant'Angelo as a prison; Giordano Bruno, for example, was imprisoned there for six years. Another prisoner was the sculptor and goldsmith Benvenuto Cellini. Executions were performed in the small inner courtyard. As a prison, it was also the setting for the third act of Giacomo Puccini's 1900 opera Tosca; the eponymous heroine leaps to her death from the Castel's ramparts.
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Sadly, not executed as well as I had hoped for, but I like this shot nevertheless for the expression of movement as well as for the delightful subject. The sheer number of cyclists in Amsterdam and their appearance at considerable speed from all directions is astonishing. There are no overweight Dutch people, they are all so fit!
U memorijalnom parku Dotrščina spomenik je u čast žrtava fašizma strijeljanima u ovoj šumi. Spomenik je djelo Vojina Bakića (1915.- 1992.), koji je bio istaknuti hrvatski kipar srpskog podrijetla.
Zbog odbijanja svjetla od metalne površine ovog lijepog spomenika, on se mijenja od sata do sata, od jednog do drugog godišnjeg doba. Nikad se ne čini isti.
In memorial park Dotrščina there is a monument in honour of victims of fascism executed in this forest. The monument is work of Vojin Bakić, ( born 1915 , died 1992) who was a prominent Croatian sculptor of Serbian descent.
Due to reflection of the light from the metallic surface of this beautiful monument, it changes from hour to hour and from season to season. It never seems to be the same.
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March 2029 - SSA troops execute a mission to locate an abandoned DARKWATER military facility in Sudan. They met no resistance and recovered old DARKWATER technology and documents hidden in the facility. Lucky for them, it did not look like the EU had found the place yet. However, some rooms and certain areas of the facility looked demolished and unrecognisable. Reports indicate the facility has hastily destroyed by DARKWATER units after the head of the facility was executed due to his little care to orders issued by DARKWATER command. Sharp Sky was hired by the Indian government to raid this place. They were hired to find DARKWATER technology for the Indian armed forces that use semi-outdated equipment. This successful mission strengthened relations between Sharp Sky and the Indian government. Unintentionally, this annoyed the European Union’s leaders because they had been the ones who had found many facilities in Eastern Africa and the Middle East. According to found DARKWATER documents, this facility had encountered safety and maintenance problems and had been disbanded.
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The Sharp Sky figure in the scene is the new standard for all main SSA figures from now on. Scout and Marksman/Sniper variants aren't official yet.
It has been a busy few weeks, planning and executing a seven part project for one of my favorite clients and squeaking in other work between those shoots. Between at project and my other responsibilities, I have pulled almost a month (maybe more, who can remember) for 7 day work weeks. So, I am headed up to lake Bruin with a few friends for a much-needed couple of days off.
Before I go, I thought I’d throw a few images up on the site that were outtakes from the recent shoots. It’s been a fun project where I had a lot of creative latitude. I feel extraordinarily fortunate to be able to make a living doing something I really love, namely taking pictures. But, when I am doing client work, I am sometimes restricted in what I can post. Such is the life of the freelancer.
Although I do plan on doing some work on a wedding that I recent photographed, this weekend will be more about play than work. Depending on the conditions, I would like to get some shooting in while I am up there. Readers of this blog won’t be surprised to know that I love north Louisiana and the photographs I am occasionally able to capture from the mystical, empty place.
I hope you all have a good weekend and just to keep this site active (I’ve been slack about posting, I know). Here are some of the shots I took recently but which probably won’t make the cut with the client.
Check out more at my blog, for lots of photos, recipes, tech talk, travel writing and other ramblings. I appreciate any feedback but, please do not post graphic awards or invitations in the comments, I'm just not crazy about them. Also, if you want to use any of my Commercial Commons licensed photos please link the attribution back to my blog (listed above) and use my full name, Frank McMains. Thanks! Sorry, but you have to pay to use fully copyright protected photos.
It has been a busy few weeks, planning and executing a seven part project for one of my favorite clients and squeaking in other work between those shoots. Between at project and my other responsibilities, I have pulled almost a month (maybe more, who can remember) for 7 day work weeks. So, I am headed up to lake Bruin with a few friends for a much-needed couple of days off.
Before I go, I thought I’d throw a few images up on the site that were outtakes from the recent shoots. It’s been a fun project where I had a lot of creative latitude. I feel extraordinarily fortunate to be able to make a living doing something I really love, namely taking pictures. But, when I am doing client work, I am sometimes restricted in what I can post. Such is the life of the freelancer.
Although I do plan on doing some work on a wedding that I recent photographed, this weekend will be more about play than work. Depending on the conditions, I would like to get some shooting in while I am up there. Readers of this blog won’t be surprised to know that I love north Louisiana and the photographs I am occasionally able to capture from the mystical, empty place.
I hope you all have a good weekend and just to keep this site active (I’ve been slack about posting, I know). Here are some of the shots I took recently but which probably won’t make the cut with the client.
Check out more at my blog, for lots of photos, recipes, tech talk, travel writing and other ramblings. I appreciate any feedback but, please do not post graphic awards or invitations in the comments, I'm just not crazy about them. Also, if you want to use any of my Commercial Commons licensed photos please link the attribution back to my blog (listed above) and use my full name, Frank McMains. Thanks! Sorry, but you have to pay to use fully copyright protected photos.
F-16 Fighting Falcons from the 31st Fighter Wing, Aviano Air Base, Italy, execute formation maneuvers after refueling from a KC-135 Stratotanker from the 100th Air Refueling Wing, RAF Mildenhall, England, March 4, 2015, during Exercise Iron Hand over southern France. Through forward presence and ready forces, U.S. Air Forces in Europe – Air Forces Africa executes missions in support of regional and global operations to provide global vigilance, global reach and global power for national objectives across an area spanning 104 countries. (U.S. Air Force photo by Senior Airman Kate Maurer/Released)
Laocoön and His Sons - a probable marble copy executed between the 1st century BC and I century AD of an original bronze of 150 BC - Pio-Clementine Museum of Vatican Museums
Il gruppo statuario raffigura la fine di Laocoonte e dei suoi due figli Antifante e Timbreo mentre vengono stritolati da due serpenti marini
The statuary group depicts the end of Laocoonte and its two sons Antifante and Timbreo while being crushed by two sea serpents
With tongues flickering in their mouths red,
They like the twin killing stings in their head.
We fled away all bloodless for fear.
But with a braid to Laocoon to tear
They start attacking, and his two sons sing
First the other serpent latched on like a ring,
And with their cruel bite, and sting they fell,
Of tender limbs took many a sorry morsel;
Next they the priest invaded both to entwine,
Whence with his weapons did his body pine
His children for to help and rescue.
Both they about him looped in knots through,
And twice circled his middle round about,
And twice folded their scaly skin but doubt,
About his crown, both neck and head they scrag
The rifles are aimed at the medal worn around the victims neck - the poles behind the statue represent the names, and ages of those executed - during WW1 306 British and Commonwealth soldiers were shot for desertion, cowardice, striking a senior officer, disobeying a lawful command, casting away arms, and sleeping on post.
It is now recognised that several were under age when they volunteered and many were suffering from post traumatic stress disorder, which was not recognised as a medical condition until 1980.
The six trees facing the memorial represent where the firing squad
stood.
A LOT OF THE POLES WHICH STATE THE NAMES OF THOSE EXECUTED SAY AGE UNKNOWN WHICH POSSIBLY INDICATES THAT THEY WERE VERY YOUNG
In 2006 a posthumous pardon was granted for the men....❤️
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After executing a pop-up slide into second base, the runner for the Napa Silverados Minor League Baseball club was called out stealing second on the low throw from the Pacifics catcher.
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This is Fort Santiago in Intramuros, Manila, Philippines. Shown at the background is a part of the Rizal Shrine where the national hero's belongings were kept after his execution and also numerous artworks about him. The footprints were made of copper retracing his path towards the execution site (Bagumbayan) now called Luneta. Rizal was executed December 30, 1896 at the age of 35. Below is his poem written in Spanish, "Mi Ultimo Adios", " and the English translation,. "My Last Farewell."
Mi Ultimo Adiós
¡Adiós, Patria adorada, región del sol querida,
Perla del mar de oriente, nuestro perdido Edén!
A darte voy alegre la triste mustia vida,
Y fuera más brillante, más fresca, más florida,
También por ti la diera, la diera por tu bien.
En campos de batalla, luchando con delirio,
Otros te dan sus vidas sin dudas, sin pesar;
El sitio nada importa, ciprés, laurel o lirio,
Cadalso o campo abierto, combate o cruel martirio,
Lo mismo es si lo piden la patria y el hogar.
Yo muero cuando veo que el cielo se colora
Y al fin anuncia el día tras lóbrego capuz;
si grana necesitas para teñir tu aurora,
Vierte la sangre mía, derrámala en buen hora
Y dórela un reflejo de su naciente luz.
Mis sueños cuando apenas muchacho adolescente,
Mis sueños cuando joven ya lleno de vigor,
Fueron el verte un día, joya del mar de oriente,
Secos los negros ojos, alta la tersa frente,
Sin ceño, sin arrugas, sin manchas de rubor
Ensueño de mi vida, mi ardiente vivo anhelo,
¡Salud te grita el alma que pronto va a partir!
¡Salud! Ah, que es hermoso caer por darte vuelo,
Morir por darte vida, morir bajo tu cielo,
Y en tu encantada tierra la eternidad dormir.
Si sobre mi sepulcro vieres brotar un día
Entre la espesa yerba sencilla, humilde flor,
Acércala a tus labios y besa al alma mía,
Y sienta yo en mi frente bajo la tumba fría,
De tu ternura el soplo, de tu hálito el calor.
Deja a la luna verme con luz tranquila y suave,
Deja que el alba envíe su resplandor fugaz,
Deja gemir al viento con su murmullo grave,
Y si desciende y posa sobre mi cruz un ave,
Deja que el ave entone su cántico de paz.
Deja que el sol, ardiendo, las lluvias evapore
Y al cielo tornen puras, con mi clamor en pos;
Deja que un ser amigo mi fin temprano llore
Y en las serenas tardes cuando por mí alguien ore,
¡Ora también, oh Patria, por mi descanso a Dios!
Ora por todos cuantos murieron sin ventura,
Por cuantos padecieron tormentos sin igual,
Por nuestras pobres madres que gimen su amargura;
Por huérfanos y viudas, por presos en tortura
Y ora por ti que veas tu redención final.
Y cuando en noche oscura se envuelva el cementerio
Y solos sólo muertos queden velando allí,
No turbes su reposo, no turbes el misterio,
Tal vez acordes oigas de cítara o salterio,
Soy yo, querida Patria, yo que te canto a ti.
Y cuando ya mi tumba de todos olvidada
No tenga cruz ni piedra que marquen su lugar,
Deja que la are el hombre, la esparza con la azada,
Y mis cenizas, antes que vuelvan a la nada,
El polvo de tu alfombra que vayan a formar.
Entonces nada importa me pongas en olvido.
Tu atmósfera, tu espacio, tus valles cruzaré.
Vibrante y limpia nota seré para tu oído,
Aroma, luz, colores, rumor, canto, gemido,
Constante repitiendo la esencia de mi fe.
Mi patria idolatrada, dolor de mis dolores,
Querida Filipinas, oye el postrer adiós.
Ahí te dejo todo, mis padres, mis amores.
Voy donde no hay esclavos, verdugos ni opresores,
Donde la fe no mata, donde el que reina es Dios.
Adiós, padres y hermanos, trozos del alma mía,
Amigos de la infancia en el perdido hogar,
Dad gracias que descanso del fatigoso día;
Adiós, dulce extranjera, mi amiga, mi alegría,
Adiós, queridos seres, morir es descansar.
José Rizal, 1896
My Last Farewell
Farewell, beloved Country, treasured region of the sun,
Pearl of the sea of the Orient, our lost Eden!
To you eagerly I surrender this sad and gloomy life;
And were it brighter, fresher, more florid,
Even then I’d give it to you, for your sake alone.
In fields of battle, deliriously fighting,
Others give you their lives, without doubt, without regret;
The place matters not: where there’s cypress, laurel or lily,
On a plank or open field, in combat or cruel martyrdom,
It’s all the same if the home or country asks.
I die when I see the sky has unfurled its colors
And at last after a cloak of darkness announces the day;
If you need scarlet to tint your dawn,
Shed my blood, pour it as the moment comes,
And may it be gilded by a reflection of the heaven’s newly-born light.
My dreams, when scarcely an adolescent,
My dreams, when a young man already full of life,
Were to see you one day, jewel of the sea of the Orient,
Dry those eyes of black, that forehead high,
Without frown, without wrinkles, without stains of shame.
My lifelong dream, my deep burning desire,
This soul that will soon depart cries out: Salud!
To your health! Oh how beautiful to fall to give you flight,
To die to give you life, to die under your sky,
And in your enchanted land eternally sleep.
If upon my grave one day you see appear,
Amidst the dense grass, a simple humble flower,
Place it near your lips and my soul you’ll kiss,
And on my brow may I feel, under the cold tomb,
The gentle blow of your tenderness, the warmth of your breath.
Let the moon see me in a soft and tranquil light,
Let the dawn send its fleeting radiance,
Let the wind moan with its low murmur,
And should a bird descend and rest on my cross,
Let it sing its canticle of peace.
Let the burning sun evaporate the rains,
And with my clamor behind, towards the sky may they turn pure;
Let a friend mourn my early demise,
And in the serene afternoons, when someone prays for me,
O Country, pray to God also for my rest!
Pray for all the unfortunate ones who died,
For all who suffered torments unequaled,
For our poor mothers who in their grief and bitterness cry,
For orphans and widows, for prisoners in torture,
And for yourself pray that your final redemption you’ll see.
And when the cemetery is enveloped in dark night,
And there, alone, only those who have gone remain in vigil,
Disturb not their rest, nor the mystery,
And should you hear chords from a zither or psaltery,
It is I, beloved Country, singing to you.
And when my grave, then by all forgotten,
has not a cross nor stone to mark its place,
Let men plow and with a spade scatter it,
And before my ashes return to nothing,
May they be the dust that carpets your fields.
Then nothing matters, cast me in oblivion.
Your atmosphere, your space and valleys I’ll cross.
I will be a vibrant and clear note to your ears,
Aroma, light, colors, murmur, moan, and song,
Constantly repeating the essence of my faith.
My idolized country, sorrow of my sorrows,
Beloved Filipinas, hear my last good-bye.
There I leave you all, my parents, my loves.
I’ll go where there are no slaves, hangmen nor oppressors,
Where faith doesn’t kill, where the one who reigns is God.
Goodbye, dear parents, brother and sisters, fragments of my soul,
Childhood friends in the home now lost,
Give thanks that I rest from this wearisome day;
Goodbye, sweet foreigner, my friend, my joy;
Farewell, loved ones, to die is to rest.
José Rizal, 1896
(Modern English translation by Edwin Agustín Lozada)
The F-35 Lightning II executed its first live-fire launch of a guided air-to-air missile over a military test range off the California coast on Oct. 30, 2013. The AIM-120 advanced medium range air-to-air missile (AMRAAM) was fired from an F-35A conventional take-off and landing variant test aircraft. Test data and observers confirmed the F-35 identified and targeted an aerial drone target with its mission systems sensors, passed the target "track" information to the missile, and launched the AIM-120 from the aircraft to engage the drone. After launch, the missile successfully acquired the target and followed an intercept flight profile. Moments before the missile was about to destroy the target, a self-destruct signal was sent to the AIM-120 in order to preserve the aerial drone for use in future tests.
Think, plan, execute, rethink, adjust the plan and re-execute.
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Headache extraordinaire and ridiculously soaked in the process !
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Ambassador Joseph Wilson had already earned a footnote in history before his wife was revealed as a CIA agent, prompting a furious political storm in Washington. As acting ambassador to Iraq in the run-up to the first Gulf War, he was the last US diplomat to meet with Saddam Hussein, in 1991. He very publicly defied the Iraqi strongman by giving refuge to more than 100 US citizens at the embassy and in the homes of US diplomats - at a time when Saddam Hussein was threatening to execute anyone who harboured foreigners. He then addressed journalists wearing a hangman's noose instead of a necktie. He later told the Washington Post newspaper that the message to Saddam Hussein was: "If you want to execute me, I'll bring my own [expletive] rope."
I had plans to execute some photo shoot ideas, but the mosquitoes were too vicious outside. I'll have to settle for editing old photos for now. Any who, this is one of the lovely Laura-Kate I took a few weeks ago.
Recently, I've had this desperation to improve and learn new concepts and techniques in photography. I have been taking photos for years, but I've never actively sought to learn. I am someone who is easily discouraged, so I am often frustrated when I cannot configure a photo to look as it does in my imagination. I have much to discover before I can reach the proficiency I desire.
Order 66
"Commander Kore, execute Order 66"
"Yes, sir". The order was given, and had to be followed. We were trained to follow every order, and while clones had gained some independence during the war, this order had come straight from the top. The Chancellor. I switched to our private comms. "Troopers, spread out, surround him." My men obeyed their orders, again, without question. The jedi, Arden Tawn, suddenly turned around. "Commander, spread out, search the area. The enemy is near, I can feel it." I responded "I'm sorry sir, we're no longer required to follow your orders."
"Wha-"
"EXECUTE HIM!" A hail of blaster fire shot towards him. He deflected every shot. However, fighting alongside him for three years taught us how he fights. We dodged each blast he batted back at us, we kept moving, surrounding him.
I took aim at his chest, waiting for the right moment, when his guard, his lightsaber, was down. My moment came, he swung his blade wide, and I fired. The shot connected. He gasped and looked at his chest, he looked up. "Why?" He gasped. My response was another blast to his chest, killing him. "It's done" I said. I picked up his lightsaber. "Get a flamethrower over here. We'll give him a jedi funeral."
"Yes, sir" my troopers responded.
Eamonn Ceannt sitting with a set of "uileann pipes" is today's offering. Eamonn Ceannt was of course one of the executed leaders of the 1916 Rising and apparently an exponent of that strange instrument the "elbow" pipes. This was a lot safer than yesterdays image which left Morning Mary with egg all over her face - seeing a hunt where there was none! Sorry :-)
As well as linking a number of examples of the unique sound of the uileann pipes, our ever-dutiful contributors have confirmed that Éamonn Ceannt, together with Edward Martyn founded 'Cumann na bPíobairí' (the Pipers Club) in 1900. We have other materials in the catalogue relating to Ceannt and this organization from the period. Similar and related clubs are keeping the instrument relevant today....
Photographers: Arnall
Collection: Irish Political Figures Photographic Collection
Date: c.1906
NLI Ref: NPA POLF8
You can also view this image, and many thousands of others, on the NLI’s catalogue at catalogue.nli.ie
Michael executes his version of a human flag pole. He's not entirely horizontal but is working up to it.
Michael lives within driving distance of Miami Beach and comes to Muscle Beach to practice his calisthenic and gymnastic moves alongside others.
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CAMP H.M. SMITH, Hawaii (Sept. 18, 2017) - U.S. Air Force B-1B Lancer bombers flanked by U.S. Marine Corps F-35 Lightning II and Japan Air Self-Defense Force F-2 fighters execute a bilateral mission over the Pacific Ocean, demonstrating the United States' ironclad commitment to our allies in the face of aggressive and unlawful North Korean missile tests. This mission was conducted in direct response to North Korea's intermediate range ballistic missile launch, which flew directly over northern Japan on September 14. (U.S. Army photo by SSgt. Steven Schneider) 170918-O-N0132-006
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Grille exécutée par Fray Francisco de Salamanca et Juan de Avila.
Fondé au XIIIe siècle après la découverte d'une statue de la Vierge et symbole de la "Hispanidad", il fut le plus important monastère d'Espagne durant quatre siècles.
C'est là que vint Colomb après son voyage de 1492 pour rendre compte aux Rois Catholiques de son voyage vers les Indes... et c'est là, en 1496, que furent baptisés les premiers Indiens ramenés en Europe.
Street art is visual art created in public locations, usually unsanctioned artwork executed outside of the context of traditional art venues. The term gained popularity during the graffiti art boom of the early 1980s and continues to be applied to subsequent incarnations. Stencil graffiti, wheatpasted poster art or sticker art, and street installation or sculpture are common forms of modern street art. Video projection, yarn bombing and Lock On sculpture became popularized at the turn of the 21st century.
The terms "urban art", "guerrilla art", "post-graffiti" and "neo-graffiti" are also sometimes used when referring to artwork created in these contexts.[1] Traditional spray-painted graffiti artwork itself is often included in this category, excluding territorial graffiti or pure vandalism.
Street art is often motivated by a preference on the part of the artist to communicate directly with the public at large, free from perceived confines of the formal art world.[2] Street artists sometimes present socially relevant content infused with esthetic value, to attract attention to a cause or as a form of "art provocation".[3]
Street artists often travel between countries to spread their designs. Some artists have gained cult-followings, media and art world attention, and have gone on to work commercially in the styles which made their work known on the streets.