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features.peta2.com/neverforget/default.asp "Could you forget being beaten? Or being chained up for days at a time? How about being kidnapped from your mom? This is the reality for elephants used for people's entertainment- and elephants never forget."
1/22/11
The thread!!!!!
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Yes, I made a cover
(it took forever)
The kids just wouldn't let me frankenstein them and the balloon - I won't go into that
I'm quite pleased with the hair though
Please read the thread + excerpt and comment too!
Cesca
xxx
Forget the past, live for present, nothing can stop you from following your dreams.
ricki @ bandung 2008
Vergeet-mij-nietje
Myosotis ( from the Greek: "mouse's ear", after the leaf) is a genus of flowering plants in the family Boraginaceae that are commonly called Forget-me-nots. Its common name was calqued from the French, "ne m'oubliez pas" and first used in English in c.1532. Similar names and variations are found in many languages.
In a German legend, God named all the plants when a tiny unnamed one cried out, "Forget-me-not, O Lord!" God replied, "That shall be your name."[2] In another legend, the little flower cried out, "Forget-me-not!" as Adam and Eve left the Garden of Eden.
The Christ Child was sitting on Mary's lap one day and said that he wished that future generations could see her eyes. He touched her eyes and then waved his hand over the ground and blue forget-me-nots appeared, hence the name forget-me-not.[citation needed]
Henry IV adopted the flower as his symbol during his exile in 1398, and retained the symbol upon his return to England the following year.
In the 15th century Germany, it was supposed that the wearers of the flower would not be forgotten by their lovers. Legend has it that in medieval times, a knight and his lady were walking along the side of a river. He picked a posy of flowers, but because of the weight of his armour he fell into the river. As he was drowning he threw the posy to his loved one and shouted "Forget-me-not". This is a flower connected with romance and tragic fate. It was often worn by ladies as a sign of faithfulness and enduring love. Most people use these in weddings for love.
The archway leading from the platform into the booking hall of Stoke-on-Trent railway station war forms the memorial to those employees of the North Staffordshire Railway who fell in the Great War of 1914 - 1918. Their names are recorded on brass plaques on either side of the arch. This being Armistice Day in 2014 there are wreaths recently placed above both plaques.
Forget-me-nots are the Alaska state flower -- though not this species, which is an imported variety. The state flower is a less common alpine species. At least that's what Verna Pratt told my local botany course some years ago. These are on the UAA campus.
A digital painting from a paper negative. Lately I have been reading about what really happened at Fallujah in Iraq, and that the sickness post the supposed US victory is 38 times worse than Hiroshima. White phosphorous was used, the city blockaded so no one could leave..........and it was a party for america. and their toyz. boys toys........I am sorry but I am really angry about this....it was a war crime..........and as usual there are laws to convict and justify americas actions but she / it is above the law and then they wonder why the world hates them...........
so this image is dedicated the those who know the truth and I hope they cant forget it......the God fearing ones who follow the man who said love your enemies, and blessed are the peacemakers......angry.....you betcha.
It will all come home to roost one day....
Please don't use this image on websites, blogs or other media without my explicit permission. All rights reserved.
© Nikolay Borissov | 2013
The guy holding this smiled broadly upon realizing that his banner had gained the attention of an actual Chinese person. I guess irony doesn't translate well -- and really, I don't know how to begin unpacking it. Suffice to say that I'm a Yanqui imperialist dog raised under Reaganomics, related to people who fled Mao's advancing army, although maybe if I'd lived under Pinochet it'd be different.
Equally puzzling: what is the connection between Mao and, um, a gay rights parade in a small Chilean city?
BWF are ongoing tactical actions that deploy marginalized, overlooked, and forgotten ideas, narratives, and objects back into public space where they can confront, question, and memorialize. Each BWF action has a web component that can be viewed at www.becauseweforget.net
The landscape of the past meets the landscape of the future, as the book concludes in the same way that it began, with a panorama of Pico Boulevard. The concluding text reads: "If a thing is hidden for long enough, it inevitably becomes a thing forgotten."
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Unbeknownst to many, Los Angeles has served as one of the most important oil provinces on the planet. From the initial discoveries near the turn of the 20th century, through the roaring 1920s, and into the present, oil has often guided and defined the development of the city. What's interesting, however, is that this fact is so often eclipsed by Los Angeles' well-documented histories as a center of film, entertainment, boosterism and agriculture. Forgetting Oildorado excavates the city's rich oil history, examines the slow decline of the local industry, and uncovers many of the active oil fields that lie hidden in plain sight, in the very midst of this teeming city.
This 120-page book includes text based upon Frank Ruchala Jr.'s monumental examination of Los Angeles' oil history, oiLA, with historical imagery sourced from Early California Oil by Kenny Franks and Paul Lambert. All other photography was shot by me, using a combination of Digital SLR, 35mm SLR, Medium Format Holga, and 35mm Lomo cameras.
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I don't remember what this is. I think it was some kind of fused sensor on the former atomic test site at Maralinga.
We must not forget Maralinga
The lesser known history of the Maralinga tests - and what it's like to stand at ground zero
www.abc.net.au/news/2020-03-24/maralinga-nuclear-tests-gr...
The RAD project: (A roll in a day/a day in a roll) www.flickr.com/groups/rollinaday/
FILMPROCESSING, PRINTING, SCANNING, C-41
Bennett's Photos & Frames, Mortdale, NSW Australia
This picture represents how slowly we all forget certain people, maybe someone who served you at the One Stop round the corner yesterday or even someone who we should never forget. Something may jog and remind you of the occasion you met this person but for the majority your head slowly pushes the persons image further and further away, unless its needed or something happened in that moment that will never allow you to forget that persons face.
"LEST WE FORGET"
MEMORIAL DAY
MAY 31, 2004
Private Michael Field Memorial Park - Heyers Mill Road in Colts Neck, New Jersey - Google Map - Additional views
there was a time when I meant everything to you, when love was blinding and memory obsessed with thoughts of us. there was a time when this small blue pleading wasn't needed. but times have changed, and as you look away I wisper, 'forget me not'
She remembered every step, even how her shoes pinched her pink toes, but she couldn't remember the dance. Legs curled under her from old age, memories fleeing out of touch, all she wanted was to remember the sweetest moments of her youth and most of all, the dance.
Beautiful fleshy pink half doll legs (that have been broken from age) are the focus of this necklace. Over that I've added a beautifully engraved heart locket with a tiny clear stone on the front. On the side, I've added half pink half glitter beads to a watch chain to create the necklace. On the side it closes with the watch chain's clasp.
The legs measure 2.5inches/6.25cms.
The necklace measures 20.325inches/51.75cms.
You were the person that got me through everything I thought I wouldn't make it through. But there comes a time when I have to learn to make it through the storm alone, it's not that I've grown tired of you. You're still the most amazing person to me. I just need to learn how to fix myself. Once I have, you're welcome back here, anytime. You'll always have my heart.
I'm not sure how I feel about this actually.
23/365
My thoughts are with everyone in Ukraine right now.
I posted this early access for my Patreon patrons a week ago.
Vergissmeinnicht (Myosotis)
Die aus dem Griechischen stammende botanische Bezeichnung Myosotis für diese Gattung bedeutet „Maus-Ohr“ und bezieht sich auf die zugespitzten Blätter. Der deutsche Name, die alte Form (mit Genitiv-Objekt) für „vergiss mich nicht“, weist darauf hin, dass die Blüten als Symbol der Liebe und Erinnerung gelten. Es gibt verschiedene Legenden über die Entstehung des Namens. Einen entsprechenden Namen trägt die Pflanze auch in vielen anderen Sprachen. So trägt das Vergissmeinnicht im Japanischen den Namen 忘れな草 (wasurenagusa: Das nicht vergessende Gras); bulgarisch: незабравка (nezabravka: Nichtvergesslein). Quelle: Wikipedia
Forget me not (Myosotis)
The name was borrowed from Old French "ne m'oubliez pas" and first used in English in c.1532. Loans and translations of it can be found in most European and some non-European languages, like German "Vergissmeinnicht", Polish "Niezapominajki", Danish "Forglem-mig-ej", Dutch "vergeet-mij-nietje", Spanish "No me olvides", Russian "Незабудки", Greek "Μη με λησμονείς" (also connected to the victims of Cyprus in 1974, when the Turks invaded the island), "Esperanto "neforgesumino", Chinese "勿忘我" (Don't forget me), Korean "물망초" (勿忘草, mul mang cho), Japanese "Wasurenagusa", Hebrew "זכריני" (Zichrini), Persian "فراموشم مکن" (farâmusham nakon) Swedish "Förgätmigej", etc.
In the 15th century Germany, it was supposed that the wearers of the flower will not be forgotten by their lovers.
Legend has it that in medieval times, a knight and his lady were walking along the side of a river. He picked a posy of flowers, but because of the weight of his armour he fell into the river. As he was drowning he threw the posy to his loved one and shouted "Forget-me-not". This is a flower connected with romance and tragic fate. It was often worn by ladies as a sign of faithfulness and enduring love.
It is also told in pious legend that the Christ Child was sitting on Mary's lap one day and said that he wished that future generations could see them. He touched her eyes and then waved his hand over the ground and blue forget-me-nots appeared, hence the name forget-me-not. Source: Wikipedia