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Shadow Hunter
There are methodical photographers who dedicate hours to every photo controlling every little detail of light and composition. On the opposite side there are those who armed with their cameras are hungry for images like a hunter looking for his prey. They don’t know where nor when they’ll find this image. They’re not familiar with the place, the light or “the model”. But at any given time they’ll stumble upon it and shoot without thinking twice, feeling the rush of the hunter becoming the hunted.
Billy Gómez belongs to this lineage of camouflaged, instinctive, risk-taking, quick draw and crack shot photographers. He has become a creative and active witness of the streets of Seoul. Its inhabitants are the driving force behind his work with their hectic routines, their depression and loneliness etched on their faces. The metro, train and the streets are his usual scenes. As in this image, the people he photographs are alone, lost in thought and with an expression of defeat almost as if they were prisoners to a life they hadn’t dreamt of. They look through the windows with their imagination trying to escape but all they find are others like them who are just as lonely and lost.
Billy is aware of the fact that with his camera he is going to steal sad and intimate moments in public places with no previous permission and this has its risks. However this also turns the moment of capture into something exciting, disturbing and unpredictable. With his sensitive and lyrical voyeurism he turns everything he sees into art.
He develops his photographs in a way to increase the loneliness of the lives of the human beings he portrays. By adding a vignette to every one of his subjects and darkening the borders it seems like they are surrounded by shadows. With his camera he immortalizes these sad inhabitants and it can be said that his voyeurism of anonymous men and women is taxidermal.
Billy Gómez (Los Angeles, 1971)
Born in America he moved to Seoul in 2005 to teach English. His job leaves him with a lot of free time and soon he decides to make the most of it by taking photographs. After a few years of fooling around, experimenting and searching he starts to define his style - a combination of voyeurism and spontaneous portrait. The result is a lucid and sad x-ray of a city, Seoul and its inhabitants.
With a telephoto lens, a 50mm and lately an iPhone that allows him to go unnoticed, he hits the streets in search of the right light and perfect moment. Not being able to control light as one would in a studio makes post-production more laborious. The search for the right light is now one of this visual poet’s priorities in the streets of Seoul. A hunter of light and above all shadows.
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Chastleton House is a Jacobean country house situated at Chastleton near Moreton-in-Marsh, Oxfordshire, England. It has been owned by the National Trust since 1991 and is a Grade I listed building. It was built between 1607 and 1612, for Walter Jones, who had made his fortune from the law, although his family were originally Welsh wool merchants. The estate was bought in 1604 from Robert Catesby, although his residence was demolished to make way for the new house and no traces of the original building on this spot remain. The house is built of Cotswold stone, round a small courtyard, called the Dairy Court. The House is different from other houses of its type in several respects. It has never had a park with a long, landscaped approach such as many other houses of its era. Rather it was built within an existing settlement, Chastleton village, which provided many of the services for the house which would otherwise have been attached, such as a laundry, a fishpond and a bakehouse. Secondly, until its acquisition by the Trust in 1991, it was owned by the same family for nearly 400 years. Its treatment by the Trust was similarly unusual, with a policy of conservation rather than restoration, enabling visitors to see the house largely as it was when acquired. As a result of the Trust's approach, a large number of the rooms in the house are open to the public. Of particular note is the Long Gallery, with its barrel vaulted ceiling. No other gallery of such a length 72 feet (22 m) and date survive. Like much of the house, the Long Gallery ceiling has been subject to damage. The neglect of the roof for almost two centuries led to the failing of part of the plaster ceiling in the early 1800s, but it was not repaired until 1904-05, when two local men were engaged to make good the losses. Also of interest is the impressive Great Chamber. Designed for the entertainment of the most important guests and for the playing of music, the design scheme has its roots in Renaissance Italy and is the most impressive in the house. The setting out of the panelling shows some inspiration from the classical, as do the painted roundels around the frieze, depicting the twelve prophets of the Old Testament and the twelve Sybils or Prophetesses of Antiquity. Also in the Great Chamber are a set of Jacobite Fiat glasses engraved with the Jacobite emblems of roses, oakleaves, and a compass rose, which betray the families eighteenth-century sympathies. These probably belonged to Henry Jones IV, who was the president of the Gloucestershire Cycle Club, one of the oldest established Jacobite clubs. Other items of interest in the house include the Juxon Bible, which is said to have been used by the chaplain, Bishop Juxon, at the execution of Charles I. Juxon’s family lived locally in Long Compton until his family died out in the eighteenth century, when it is thought to have been given to John Jones II because the Jones’ were another family with Jacobite sympathies. In 1919 a number of significant tapestries were discovered at the house, and were interpreted as evidence for the establishment of a tapestry-weaving venture at the manor house of William Sheldon (d 1570) at Barcheston, near Shipston on Stour, Warwickshire. One of these tapestries is currently on display in the Middle Chamber, and another is in the permanent collection of the Victoria and Albert Museum. The Grade II listed garden at Chastleton has undergone a number of revisions since the completion of the house in 1612. There is no archaeological evidence of a garden on this site before this date: indeed, the North Garden is split by an old field boundary. There is no map or written evidence to suggest how the garden was laid out by Walter Jones in 1612, but the walls that enclose the garden are 17th century and archaeological evidence that suggests that the garden has been laid out the same way for the last 400 years. It is laid out according to the recommendation proposed by Gervase Markham in The English Husbandman (1613) – a fore court to the front of the house, with the base (or bass) court on one side, which included the stables and other farm buildings. The other two sides of the house should be composed of gardens, divided into an orchard, a kitchen garden and a best (or pleasure) garden, planted with more ornamental plants. At the time, the Forecourt at Chastleton described the entrance area below the House court (the area directly in front of the house). The House court was raised slightly above the forecourt by a small retaining wall, probably with a balustrade on top. There were likely to be few plants in the front of the house in the early 17th century, with the House Court possibly being paved or having two grass plats on each side of the central path like the Forecourt. To the east of this was the Pleasaunce or Pleasure Garden. This was the Best Garden, which was levelled, but with a viewing terrace along one side which also gave entrance to the church at the opposite end. The design of this garden is not known, but it was almost certainly surrounded by high walls with fruit trees trained against it. The Best Garden was laid out in the circular pattern we see today by Dorothy Whitmore Jones in 1833, although it is suggested that there were already box plants there. Beds were added within the circular hedge in the 1890s or 1900s and then grassed over again by 1972. During the periods of time when money came into the family the planting in this garden was always renewed. To the north are terraces, levelled from the sloping ground. There is evidence of a medieval cultivation terrace and the remnants of the old boundary wall of the garden. There was a Bowling Green on the Middle terrace and the third terrace may also have been the site of the original kitchen garden. Today, the middle terraces are the site of two croquet lawns, originally laid out by Walter Whitmore-Jones in the 1860s. His version of the rules of croquet published in The Field in 1865 became definitive, and Chastleton is considered the birthplace of croquet as a competitive sport. The Kitchen Garden as it is now was enclosed in 1847 and was formed of the existent garden and from part of the adjoining field. It was laid out as four plots on one side of a broad path and two on the other side, and the kitchen garden today has been recently rejuvenated to form this pattern as well.
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Taken at Curbar, Derbyshire Peak District.
Was going to call this one 'Kiss my Ass' But decided not to. Think it would make a good 'Kiss my Ass' greeting card..If there was an occasion to send one.
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L’édifice actuel se trouve dans la rue du moulin à Rollancourt, à l’emplacement d’un château médiéval dont plusieurs vestiges nous sont parvenus. La tourelle ronde en encorbellement située dans le parc, reconvertie tardivement en pigeonnier, en est le plus bel élément. On notera également les belles caves situées sous l’aile gauche.
A la fin du XVIIe siècle, Claude-François de Marnix entre en possession du domaine. C’est probablement son fils, le comte Baudry-Aldebert, qui fait construire, au milieu du XVIIIe siècle, le château que nous connaissons aujourd’hui.
Bâti en craie sur soubassement de grès, le château présente deux niveaux surmontés d’un toit en mansarde couvert d’ardoises. En largeur, il aligne onze travées, séparées par des pilastres colossaux s’élevant sur toute la hauteur de la façade, surmontés de chapiteaux ioniques. Les trois travées centrales, qui constituent un avant-corps légèrement saillant, possèdent, contrairement aux autres travées, des ouvertures en plein cintre. Cet avant-corps est surmonté d’un fronton où sont sculptés des motifs décoratifs et des armoiries. Deux ailes basses flanquent l’imposant corps central. La façade arrière, qui surplombe une vaste pelouse, est une copie plus sobre de la façade avant. A l’intérieur, seul le grand salon central a conservé son décor d’origine de boiseries et de stucs. On remarquera également les deux escaliers à « rampe hesdinoise ». La propriété compte en outre plusieurs dépendances.
Vers 1850, le comte de Bertoult rachète le domaine. Entre 1856 et 1867, il fait restaurer la façade, y ajoutant par la même occasion les sculptures du fronton. En 1889, il fait poser les grilles et les persiennes. Utilisé par l’armée allemande entre 1940 et 1944, le château est déserté en 1948.
Il abrite depuis 1976 l’Institut Rural d'Education et d'Orientation, dirigé pendant près de trente ans par Jean-Claude Darque.
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(from - Wrigley's 1918 British Columbia Directory) - RAFT RIVER - a post office, at Clearwater Crossing flag station on the C.N. Railway, 70 miles north of Kamloops, in Kamloops Provincial Electoral District. Is served by the C.N.R. to Birch Island, the nearest station, 3 1/2 miles, by river boats on the North Thompson from Kamloops, and by auto stage from Kamloops. Nearest G. N. W. telegraph office is at Burch Island. Has Anglican church. The population in 1918 was 46. Local resources: Mining and ranching, especially sheep; centre for best trapping grounds in Interior; water power at Raft River Falls; excellent game district, especially bear and mountain goat.
RAFT RIVER - One can speculate that the North Thompson Overlanders had trouble with a raft here; more probably it marks a site of raft construction during CPR surveys; they had a supply depot here.
CLEARWATER - This was early known as the Clear Water for the contrast of its water with opacity from glacial silt in the North Thompson.
The RAFT RIVER Post Office opened - 16 June 1910. Name changed to Clearwater Station Post Office - 1 February 1925 in association with CNR's station which had opened c. 1921-23. Name changed to Clearwater Post Office - 11 October 1961.
LINKS to a list of the Postmasters who served at the RAFT RIVER Post Office - central.bac-lac.gc.ca/.redirect?app=posoffposmas&id=1... and the CLEARWATER STATION Post Office - central.bac-lac.gc.ca/.redirect?app=posoffposmas&id=1...
The above water heights card signed by - Arthur Harby
John Arthur Patrick Harby
(b. 18 March 1878 in England - d. 23 May 1948 at age 70 in Kamloops, B.C. / Clearwater, B.C.) - his occupation - Fire Ranger / Provincial Government Forestry Service & Water Heights observer for Clearwater River. LINK to his death certificate - search-collections.royalbcmuseum.bc.ca/Image/Genealogy/53...
The old man by Dutch Lake - Clearwater retiree enjoys his roots to the area and life by the lake - A little bit of Clearwater history - “My grandparents moved to Clearwater in the early 1900s,” says Ken Grant. “First, my grandfather Arthur Harby (Forest Ranger and signer of this water card) came from Scotland, soon followed by his brother Bill (Raft River / Clearwater Postmaster & Ferryman).” They discovered that the soil around Dutch Lake allows for excellent berry growing – strawberries, blueberries, blackberries, raspberries, etc. and so they started a successful berry farm. They shipped their produce by train to Edmonton. LINK to the complete article - www.barrierestarjournal.com/life/the-old-man-by-dutch-lake/
Forest Ranger Arthur Harby acquired the now MacMillan property in 1934 with the idea of operating fishing camps along the Clearwater River, and he also built a cabin at White Horse Bluff.
His wife: Margaret (nee Laird) Harby
(b. 6 August 1879 in Scotland - d. 17 February 1978 at age 98 in Kelowna, B.C.) - LINK to her death certificate - search-collections.royalbcmuseum.bc.ca/Image/Genealogy/a7...
Mrs. Margaret Harby, a pioneer of Clearwater, passed away in Kelowna at the age of 98. Born in Govan, Scotland, she had come to Clearwater with her family in 1920. The next year they established a mixed strawberry, raspberry and small fruits farm next to Dutch Lake.
His brother - William "Bill" George Harby
(b. 10 October 1881 in Cookstown, County Tyrone, Northern Ireland - d. 6 September 1970 at age 88 in Kamloops, B.C.) - his occupations - Ferryman and Postmaster at RAFT RIVER, serving as postmaster from - 19 June 1920 to 1924. He never married. LINK to his Personnel Records from the First World War - www.bac-lac.gc.ca/eng/discover/military-heritage/first-wo... LINK to his death certificate - search-collections.royalbcmuseum.bc.ca/Image/Genealogy/cf...
- sent from - / RAFT RIVER / FE 10 / 23 / B.C. / - split ring cancel - this split ring hammer (A1-1) was proofed - 16 April 1910 - (RF D).
Water Card was addressed to: Division Engineer / Dominion Water Power Branch / Box 429 / Kamloops, B.C.
Water card observation card signed on the back by the observer A. Harby. He did water height observations on the Clearwater River, British Columbia.
Rātslaukums or Town Hall square by night during the blue hour, This is one of the most interesting place in Riga. You can see on the right hand the blackheads house and on the left hand side : St Peter church.
Une photo de Rātslaukums ou la place de l'hotel de ville de Riga, une photo prise a la tombee de la nuit, La maison des tetes noires (a droite) a detruite pendant la guerre mais reconstruite a l'indentique en 1999. On voit aussi l'eglise Saint Pierre a gauche.
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This corner building is The Fellowship Of Lights, a homeless shelter for male children on Calvert Street in downtown Baltimore City. As a child I stayed here on a number of occasions to escape the cold of winter.
For those not familiar with the story, which I've spoken about in previous postings, I left home at the age of 13. I tried to leave home a couple times starting in about 1971 at the age of 12, but they hunted, captured and brought me back both of those times. After the last time, they determined I clearly didn't want to be there and let me go.
No, I wasn't abused and my parents weren't alcoholics or drug addicts and nobody should ever feel sorry for me because of how I chose/choose to live my life. If I had it to do all over again, I'd do it the same exact way, but certainly wouldn't recommend the same path to others.
I traveled to Baltimore, the city of my birth, this past holiday season to revisit my past as I move into the third and last phase of my life (This assumes an average lifespan of ~75 years for a white American male. I fit into all three of those categories and will turn 50 this year.) I hadn't been back in many, many years. The memories I had prior to that visit were mostly all negative.
One of the objectives of this trip was to do a little photojournalistic exercise of where I "grew-up", the places I lived, the elementary and middle schools I attended and other memorable elements of my odd young life, be they good or bad.
My original intention was to post the photos and stories in chronological order, but decided instead to just be me and do it in the order of pure and unplanned randomness.
No memories remain of the inside of this building, but I do remember the area around here was a popular hangout for transvestites (There may have been transexuals, too, but I wasn't aware of that word back then.)
I remember having a fear of those types of people when I was young and was taught how to spot 'em by looking at their laryngeal prominence, or Adam's Apple -- My experience allowed me to deduce that Cleavage + Adam's Apple almost always = Transvestite.
By the way, here in my adult life I have no fear of, or prejudice towards, transvestites and only possess what I believe is a normal sense of "What's the deal?" wonderment about Transvestism behavior.
Many of the transvestites who were attracted to me would commonly yell and motion for me to come talk to them. I was a little towheaded kid at the time. I didn't sprout up and out until later in life. I assumed most, if not all of them, were gay. I never let any of them to get close enough to touch me.
I remember very well my last day at The Fellowship Of Lights. A larger than usual crowd of transvestites were gathering directly across the street. Some other kid who was staying at the halfway house told me they were waiting for me to come outside.
I don't know if there was any truth in what he said, but I became terrified.
I remember asking an adult supervisory person at the halfway house if I could use the telephone. She or I looked up the number of the White Coffee Pot restaurant located in the Gardenville area of Baltimore, which was in the far Northeast corner of the city and near where my parents lived.
I called the White Coffee Pot because I was familiar with the restaurant and the people who hung out at the counter there. My Dad was a regular and used to bring me there all the time before I left home. In fact, I eventually wound-up working there as a dishwasher when I was in my 15th or 16th year. After my Mom and Dad divorced, when I was about 19, he went on to marry the manager of this restaurant. He remained married to her up until his death three or four years ago.
A restaurant regular and good friend of my Dad was a cab driver whose name I no longer recall. When I called the restaurant I asked for him. Luckily, he was there.
I don't remember the exact conversation, but recall asking him to come down into the city to pick me up here at the Fellowship Of Lights because I was in trouble, and scared.
I remember I directed him to pull up in front of the building and to have the back door of the cab unlocked so I could run out, jump in, and have him drive off before the green light turned red.
What he did instead was pull up in front and open the front passenger side door. I then waited and watched for him from a window.
When he arrived I checked the color of the traffic light to make sure it was green, ran out of the building and dove into the front seat of his cab. I slammed the door shut as he began the rapid process of departure.
Until the date this photo was taken, about two or three weeks ago, that was the last time I ever saw this building and this area of Baltimore City.
I tried to gain entry to the building when I took this photo. Although the name plaque is still on the outside of the building, the telephone number has been disconnected and nobody answered when I rang the doorbell multiple times.
I would've loved to have resurrected some memories of the inside of this place.
Whatever it looked like inside, it kept me warm and I'm thankful it existed when I needed it most.
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fr: Les ruines du château de Peyragude, Village de Penne d'Agenais, Lot et Garonne, France
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History: The religious history of this site goes back a long way: a chapel dedicated to the Virgin Mary is known to have existed in the XIc, being a destination for pilgrims, including those on the way to Santiago de Compostela in Spain.
The present building was begun in 1897, when the neo-Byzantine style was fashionable. As elsewhere, it took a long time to complete, being finally inaugurated after the Second World War.
Histoire: Penn" est un mot celte qui signifie crête ou éperon, ce qui laisse à penser que le plateau fut occupé par les Gaulois. De plus, de nombreuses fouilles réalisées dans le village et aux alentours ont mis au jour les vestiges d'une occupation romaine.
Richard Cœur de Lion fait fortifier le château de Penne, qui deviendra ainsi une puissante place de guerre, la "clé du duché de Guyenne" selon certains textes du Moyen Âge.
Le Midi de la France connaît au début du XIIIe siècle un fort développement du mouvement religieux cathare. L'opposition des catholiques entraîne la région tout entière dans une guerre religieuse au terme de laquelle le catholicisme sortira vainqueur et les Cathares, totalement anéantis, tomberont dans les oubliettes de l'Histoire. Durant la guerre albigeoise, le comte de Toulouse avait confié à Hugue d'Alfaro la lourde tâche de repousser les Croisés hors de la place forte de Penne. Mais, au début du mois d'août 1212, après cinquante jours de siège, Penne capitula.
Au lendemain de la guerre albigeoise, Penne connut un fort repeuplement. Son importance lui permit alors de réclamer l'établissement d'une administration municipale et d'une charte des coutumes. Il semble que cette dernière fut établie en premier lieu dès 1243 avant d'être remaniée et étoffée en 1270. À la fin de la guerre de Cent Ans, le roi Charles VIII accorda aux habitants le renouvellement de leur charte disparue dans l'incendie qui avait ravagé la ville en 1373.
En 1154, l'accession au trône d'Henri Plantagenet, second époux d'Aliénor d'Aquitaine, fit passer toute la province sous domination anglaise. Pendant toute la guerre de Cent Ans, Penne sera tantôt française, tantôt anglaise. En 1373, les Anglais incendièrent la ville avant de l'abandonner à Duguesclin qui l'assiégeait depuis trois mois.
Érigée en place protestante au milieu du XVIe siècle, Penne fut le théâtre d'affrontements entre Catholiques et Protestants. Le plus sanglant eut lieu en 1562. Après 99 jours de siège, le chef de l'armée catholique s'empara de la place occupée par les Protestants. Les défenseurs furent égorgés et jetés dans les puits du château.
C'est au XVIe et XVIIe siècle que la peste sévit dans la région de Penne. En 1653, afin d'obtenir l'enraillement de l'épidémie, les habitants de Penne s'engagèrent à reconstruire l'église de Notre-Dame de Peyragude et à s'y rendre en procession le 15 août de chaque année.
À Penne, la Révolution permet une évolution économique et sociale tout à la faveur du peuple et de la bourgeoisie. À l'aube du XIXe siècle, la commune de Penne compte environ 4 000 âmes...
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"Dan Kami turunkan air dari langit dengan suatu ukuran; lalu Kami jadikan air itu menetap di bumi, dan pasti Kami berkuasa melenyapkannya."
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Dari koleksi Ogos tahun lepas. Berjalan-jalan di tepi Tasik Huffaz DQ sambil tunggu sunrise dan menunggu saat air tasik menjadi seperti cermin, tapi angin kuat yang datang menggoncang ketenangan. Kelibat air yang meliuk lentuk dibuai angin nampak mengujakan jika dipotretkan. Nah, inilah hasilnya :)
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- Nombre científico o latino: Strelitzia reginae
- Nombre común o vulgar: Flor ave del Paraíso, Estrelitzia, Estrelicia, Flor de pájaro, Pájaros de fuego, Flor de la grúa, Flor de pajarito.
- Familia: Strelitziaceae.
- Etimología: el nombre del género está dedicado a Charlotte de Mecklembourg-Strelitz, esposa de George III de Inglaterra.
- Altura: 1-1,5 m.
- No es un arbusto, sino una planta herbácea perenne.
- Hojas persistentes, grandes, de color verde grisáceo, muy pecioladas, de forma oval y oblonga, con nerviación mediana bastante aparente, ondulada y crespada sobre uno de los márgenes.
- Cada tallo floral sostiene 5-8 flores formadas por grandes sépalos de color amarillo anaranjado y de tres pétalos de color azul intenso.
- Lo más llamativo de la Strelitzia reginae son sus flores. A ellas debe el nombre con el que se la conoce comúnmente: ave del paraíso.
- Del duro pico (spathe) emergen las flores que constan de tres sépalos anaranjados brillantes y tres pétalos azules brillantes.
- Están formadas por tres sépalos de color naranja o amarillo muy intenso y de tres brillantes pétalos de color azul.
- Florece varias veces al año, conviene plantarla en grupos para que siempre tengamos flor.
- Es una de las flores más empleadas para centros de flores.
- Van muy bien para cuadros o arriates si se rodean de otras plantas perennes o de cubierta vegetal.
- Se usa mucho en los bordes del jardín como arbusto y también se planta mucho en grandes macetas.
- Luz: a pleno sol.
- Se cultiva en climas cálidos, subtropicales y mediterráneos en jardines al aire libre todo el año.
- Se cultiva en el exterior en las zonas donde la temperatura no baje de los 5ºC.
- Para que florezca la temperatura debe estar por encima de los 10ºC y los riegos moderados durante todo el año.
- Son, además, resistentes al viento y por ello son adecuadas para los jardines de zonas costeras.
- Suelo: prosperan en la mayoría de los suelos pero los idóneos son los que están bien drenados y posean un pH de 7,5.
- El terreno debe ser profundo, abundantemente abonado y con una parte de arena a fin de que tenga un buen drenaje.
- Es una planta que no requiere demasiada atención.
- Riego: una vez estén asentadas pueden sobrevivir con escasez de riego sobre todo durante el invierno aunque en verano habrá que dotarla de agua regularmente y en profundidad.
- Abono: ganará en vigor si se le aplica regularmente un fertilizante o compost.
- Plagas: Cochinillas.
- Enfermedades: Podredumbre de la raíz es la única enfermedad importante en Strelitzia reginae. La causa el hongo Fusarium moniliforme, que se desarrolla en tierras con humedad excesiva.
- Se propaga por división o por semillas.
- Las semillas se mantendrán en remojo, durante 24 horas, en agua a temperatura ambiente y luego 30 minutos en agua a 50-55ºC, procurando no llegar a 60ºC. Se sembrarán una vez secas.
- Coloque las semillas en arena esterilizada y mantenga la húmedad con una temperatura entre 20 y 30 grados. Necesitan estar en oscuridad total. Una vez que las semillas hayan brotado, trasplántelas en las macetas individuales. Pasarán 4 años antes de la primera floración.
- Es más rápida la reproducción por vástagos que crecen vigorosos.
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"Daddy?"
Alan's eyes slowly opened, the light from the hallway illuminating his room. At the door of his room was his daughter, the two year old holding onto a small toy of the Flash. It's helmet had been torn off from play, but she still carried it everywhere.
"What is it, princess?" he asked, sitting up in his bed. His head turned to the clock on his nightstand, the hands pointing to 2:30 AM.
"I… I had a bad dr… drrr..."
"A bad dream, sweety?" he interjected, helping the girl with the word. She nodded slightly, looking at the ground. "C'mere."
The girl walked over to the side of the bed, Alan lifting her up and into the center of the bed.
"So, do you want to talk about it?" He asked, brushing his hand through her hair. "If not that's okay, sometimes they are really scary."
The girl was silent. Alan smiled slightly, glad she was able to fall asleep so quickly, lifting his hand to cover the two of them up.
"You left…"
Alan looked back down at the girl, tears in her eyes. "What?"
"Y-you… were like mommy… we put you under us… with the rock," she explained, her arms clutching onto the Flash toy much tighter. "AJ left too and I was by myself…"
"Jade…" he whispered, pulling her head closer to his chest. "I will never just leave you, princess."
"B-b-but mommy did," she whimpered. "I want you and AJ to stay forever."
Alan kissed her on the top of the head, letting go of the hug. "You won't ever need to worry," he reassured, pointing to her heart. "Even if we aren't together, I'll always be right here. Always."
"Resurrecting the dead?"
Jade stood atop her apartment complex's roof in her costume. Next to her was her brother, fully in costume aside from his mask. Both John and Guy had arrived bringing the news of the prophecy.
"It's something different every other Tuesday," continued Todd, sighing as he shook his head.
"They already brought back… brought back someone who meant someone to me," John informed, looking downwards. "They may send more, or people targeted to any of you."
Jade's body paled, her head pointing downwards. A hand on her shoulder caused her to look up, her brother smiling at her.
"Hey, it's… it's gonna be okay," he reassured, pulling his mask over his face. "We are heroes for a reason, for him."
Jade grew a soft smile, her eyes gaining a bright glow. "Right."
-^-
"AJ?" Alan asked, kneeling down next to his five year old son. The boy sat on the porch of their house, his elbows on his knees with his hands holding his chin.
"Hmm?" he responded, his lips narrowed and eyebrows tilted.
Alan opened his mouth to speak, but noticed the streaks of red on his face. "AJ, were you crying?"
"N-no…" he responded, turning his head away from his dad.
Alan frowned, placing his palm on AJ's cheek and turning his head to look at him, "Did something happen at school?"
AJ's lips began to quiver, the corners turning downwards into a frown. "I… dad… I…"
Tears began to run down his face, his body leaning forward to hug his Alan. Alan's eyes widened at the action, wrapping his own arms around the boy.
"A-at school… we had to… to draw what we w-w-would look like… when we grew up," the boy explained, his voice shaky. "W-when I drew mine… the t-t-t-teacher yelled at me… and threw it away…"
Alan felt anger boil in his stomach. Jade had shown him her drawing when she got home from school. He wondered why his son hadn't shown him.
"Why would she do that?" he asked, keeping his anger down. "I thought Mrs. Wall liked you two."
"It… I…" he started, stopping after each time he tried to speak. His head lowered, reaching into his pocket. Alan watched him pull the crumbled piece of paper out. "The older kids heard about it too… they kept calling me these mean names."
Alan took the balled up paper from AJ, unfolding it carefully. His face took on surprise as he viewed the drawing.
AJ, white hair and black eyes, stood holding hands with another stick drawing, it's hair brown and eyes blue. Under the drawing was the words "ME + HUZBEN".
Alan looked up to his son who was looking down at his feet. "They started calling me a fag and a sissy," he spoke, not looking up. "I don't know what I did."
Allen felt tears well up in his eyes, moving forward and hugging his son. "Nothing," he cried. "You did nothing wrong… nothing at all."
"But everyone said…"
"Don't worry about what everyone said, AJ," Alan spoke, smiling as he rubbed his shoulder. "I'll never stop loving you, no matter what you do or who you love. Never."
Todd's eyes traced the moving object that flew through the sky, a trail of blackness following close behind. He felt a pain in his chest as he watched the figure land a rooftop away from them.
"Is it…" Jade asked, looking across the rooftop.
"It's him," he responded, removing his hands from the inside of his cloak. "It's time."
Both Guy and Hal stepped in front of his sister and him, Guy turning his head back, "We got this, you two… you can sit this one out."
"No," Jade responded, lighting up both of her hands, "this is our fight."
"We may not have been able to save him before," started Todd, shadows welling around his feet, "but we will save him from the reaper."
-^-
Alan stumbled as he walked through the darkness of the cave. The only light source he had left was the glow of the torch-lit lantern he had brought with, but the area it shined on was small.
A week had gone by since his ring stopped working. It had never happened before, but the power completely stopped, the rings glow even disappearing. He tried powering it by the sun, by electricity. He even had Jay take it across the world to see if someone could help.
This was his last idea. Go back to the cave where he originally found it. Back then, he grabbed the ring and left, the lantern getting left behind, maybe it had something to do with it?
As he stepped into the deepest part of the cavern, a chill went down his spine. In front of him was a pentagram, at the center a pedestal with the green lantern sat on it. When he had retrieved the ring, the pentagram came to life, the ring slipping onto his finger being the only reason he got out in time.
This time wouldn't be the same though, he didn't have the ring.
He took cautious steps forward, his right foot crossing the edge of the bloodstained drawing on the floor. He gulped the lump in his throat down as his other foot crossed, his full body now encompassed by the pattern.
As his hand reached forward, he felt a chill once more. A voice in his head screaming for him to turn. To let go of the battery and leave the cave. To go home to his kids and never worry about the ring again.
It's what his conscience told him to do, and what he wanted to do. Things didn't happen as he wished them to. He felt the ring on his finger light up, pulling his hand forward. Before he could stop it, his hand took a hold of the lantern.
The pentagram roared to life, the blood flowing a fiery red. Before he knew it, Alan saw nothing. Pure blackness… nothingness.
Nothingness. Blackness. A void of darkness gnawing at his soul. It's what he felt. Powerlessness and helplessness. He felt as if he were floating, drifting through a starless night sky.
The last thing he could remember was the agonizing pain. The feeling of his arm being bursted from the inside out. He also can remember the feeling of… accomplishment, of fulfillment. He can't remember why though; why his heart feels full and empty at the same time.
He was fighting someone now, though, but he couldn't tell who. A sun and a moon, both radiating energy of purity. The sun felt warm, positive, and compassionate; the moon felt thoughtful, calm, and protective.
They reminded him of someone, but he didn't know who. He wanted to know who.
Who were the sun and moon?
-^-
Todd launched forward a shadow that wrapped around his father's torso, the corpse bursting free with his power ring.
John wiped the sweat from his forehead, panting audibly. Alan was much stronger than Tommy was, which meant some semblance of power had to transfer from when they were alive.
"Is he… done?" John asked, looking down at Tommy's corpse. Guy had the body pinned to the ground by the waist, keeping it from attacking.
"No," he replied, creating a blade construct. "Hal said removing the ring from it's body will… put it back to rest."
John lowered his head, nodding. Guy lowered the knife construct, cutting the ring finger from Tommy's hand. A screeching noise echoed from the ring as it melted like a candle, the black liquid vaporizing into the air.
"Johnny?"
John looked up to see Tommy looking up at him. "I thought you said…"
"That's what Hal told me," Guy responded.
"Heh, so 'dis is what was goin' on, eh?" Tommy asked, slightly chuckling. "I was wondering what was going on."
"Tommy… are you… you?" John asked cautiously.
"I'd hope so," Tommy responded. "Don't know who else I'd be."
John felt a smile crawl into his face. "Tommy you're…" he started before his eyes glanced down to his feet. Tommy's feet were gone, his legs slowly crumbling into a pile of dust on the floor.
"His body's turning to ash," Guy said, turning to look at John.
"Huh, guess I am, huh?" Tommy asked, once again chuckling. "Guess 'ya only get one shot at life, eh?"
"Tommy… I… I'm sorry," John pleaded, dropping to his knees, grabbing onto his hand. "I'm so, so sorry."
"Fa' what?" Tommy asked, raising one of his eyebrows.
"I… I let you die!" John shouted, his eyes leaking. "I…"
"Aye, Johnny," Tommy called as his hand and torso added to dust, "I ain't gonna forgive 'ya, cause there ain't no reason t'be sorry."
"But…"
"Heh, see 'ya 'round, GL," beamed Tommy as his head turned to dust, the last expression on his face a smile.
John lowered his head, his tears dropping onto the floorboards.
They needed to remove the ring from his finger, but they couldn't even get close to him. His ring mixed with the starheart gauntlet was too overpowering, even for all four of them.
"This isn't working," called out Guy, recovering from being blasted into the pavement. "We need to break through that gauntlet's defense!"
"Obsidian! Jade!" John yelled, gaining the two's attention. "You two have to get that gauntlet, our rings are useless against it!"
"It… it hurts…" she responded, looking done. "To fight him… it hurts."
"He did everything for us…" Todd agreed, dropping to a knee. "He…"
"I know that, but it's not him!" John shouted back. "Your father was a hero, a damn good one at that. He gave his life to make sure you two could live on, so you could save the lives that he couldn't."
Jade looked down, tears dropping from her eyes.
"Even if we aren't together, I'll always be right here. Always."
Todd's cloak fell over his shoulders, his fist clenched.
"I'll never stop loving you, no matter what you do or who you love. Never."
"You're the only two who can stop that power because it's yours!" he asserted, pointing to Alan. "The gift he gave to you, so use it!"
"On it!" "Right away."
The two flew forward, each in opposite directions around the corpse. Jade's fists glowed brighter than before, Todd's shadows the blackest they'd ever been.
"For dad," the two muttered simultaneously.
-^-
The sky felt… lessened. When he reached out, he could feel things. He could feel the moon hold onto him, the sun beaming. The feeling was… familial.
As the sky cleared, so did his vision. Things were more visible. The moon started to shift, from the grey rock to a black and blue human. The sun did the same, but green and white.
The familiarity felt like… kin. Like… children.
The fog was gone. The black smoke clouding around him and his thoughts cleared.
He was in his body, even if he could not move it. He could see out of his eyes, even if he could not choose where to look.
He could feel.
As he attempted to move his arm, he heard a clatter. Looking down, he saw the chain linked from his wrist to the platform he knelt on.
Both arms were chain down, his ankles locked into the platform as well. Two chains that shot from his neck down his chest and back kept his head locked in place. He was trapped, purgatory once again.
'Jade! Todd,' he tried to shout, but he could not open his mouth, it was nailed shut. He was locked in place, forced to watch his children fight for their lives.
Against him.
-^-
Jade dipped under a blast from the Starheart Gauntlet, soaring through the air firing back energy blasts. Todd pushed his hands forward, two shadow hands reaching for Alan.
The corpse cut the shadows in half with the gauntlet, blasting back Todd in the process. As Jade swooped down for a surprise attack, Alan used his black ring to create a hand, launching her away.
"We aren't strong enough, even together," Jade exclaimed, looking to her brother.
Todd kept his head down, breathing heavily. "I… still have one… one more card up my sleeve…"
As he spoke, Todd brought himself to a stand, clasping his hands together. His eyes closed inside of his mask as he took a deep breath.
"Shadowlands… I call upon your power," called Todd, his feet encompassing in darkness.
"Todd?"
Suddenly, Todd screamed, his body being encompassed by darkness. The shadows, vantablack in color shot into the sky, their shape taking on Todd's own.
-^-
'TODD!' Alan attempted to scream, once again being stopped by his shit mouth. He stuggled immensely against the bindings, needing to free himself. He had to help save the…
"Nekron's Curse: Sky of the Damned."
Alan focused his eyes to the real world, watching his body raise it's left hand and uttering the words. Out of the black ring emerged the black goo, it's shape slowly forming into that of an eight pointed star. The gauntlet on his right hand lit up, green energy feeding onto the star. As the star turned green, a ring circled around.
The star shot forward, ripping through the gigantic shadow that Todd had created. The agonizing scream caused tears to fall down Alan's eyes, watching as the shadow disappeared back into Todd's body.
As his body floated towards them, he could see Todd lying on the rooftop, barely holding himself up. Jade was stood in front of him, her eyes glowing, but tired. Hurt.
She still stood.
His vision flashed to them younger. To Jade standing in front of Todd on the floor, fending off the bullies he'd attracted. Defending her brother from pain.
He was that pain.
He pulled on his left arm again, the chain clattering. He pulled again, using all the strength he could.
'For them,' he screamed into the nailed metal. 'I can't give up!'
He pulled, harder. He had to. He had to get out. He couldn't give up, not when they were in danger.
He had to save them.
It was the next time he pulled when he felt a burst of energy course through him. He pulled again, feeling the energy flooding through his body like a current of electricity.
"Alan Scott"
Alan's eyes shifted, widening at the sight in front of him. Floating idly in the void was a glowing green shark, it's eyes pure white.
"You have exhibited a willpower strong enough to be detected by Ion.
Alan watched as the shark floated towards him. As it made contact, he began to feel the energy, stronger than it was before. It was pure. His strength felt insurmountable, unstoppable.
As he flexed his arms, the chains changed, the black color fading into a bright, powerful green. He pulled again, snapping the chains like twigs. The locks over his ankles crumbled as he touched them, as did the collar around his neck and metal over his mouth.
As he stood, he raised his hand, his mouth moving on its own.
"In brightest day,"
-^-
Jade stood in front of Todd. His attack… it failed. Their dad burst through the shadow instantly with his attack. The blast knocked both John and Guy down, leaving her the last standing as they recovered.
She readied her arms to fight as her dad landed on the rooftop they were on. Her hands lit up bright, but the energy faded moments later. All of her energy was used up in the fight.
As Alan raised his arm, she closed her eyes.
"In brightest day,"
Jade raised her head, watching as Alan's body twitched, his left hand shaking.
"In blackest night, no evil shall escape my might," spoke Alan, the scratchy voice it had filtering out. His hand became steady, the black ring cracking to reveal green light.
"Let those who worship evil's might, beware my power…"
The explosion of green energy caused Jade to shield her eyes, the brightness unrivaled. As she moved her hand away from her eyes, her face was struck with awe.
"Dad?"
Stood on the rooftop, green energy swirling around him was Alan Scott, his hair and skin restored to their natural colors. He wore a red sweater and green pants, red boots running up her legs. Around his neck hung a purple cape with a collar to match.
His right hand wore the Renegade Gauntlet, it glowing more vibrant than before. On his left hand sat a green lantern ring made of pure energy, it's glow shining as bright as the central battery on Oa.
"Green Lantern's Light."
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Difícil decisión. Mi familia y amigos ya están deseando ver las fotografías de mi viaje a Suiza. Hay mucho donde elegir, pero, ¿cómo ir dosificando contenidos?. Podía seguir una secuencia temporal como hice con otros viajes, pero en esta ocasión prefiero hacer series temáticas, y como no podía ser de otro modo, mi primera foto tiene como protagonista a uno de mis objetos fetiche, mis queridos bancos.
Esta parejita la cacé a orillas el lago Thun, en el Oberland bernés, al atardecer. El color verde del lago no es fruto de mi afición a la saturación, os prometo que allí los lagos tienen un colorido increible; azul turquesa, verde esmeralda, gris hielo... un regalo para la vista.
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3 days of intense work to make this huge panorama of Cologne, Germany's fourth-largest city. This is a 360 degrees view, I tried to get as many details as possible, sometimes repainting different parts of the cityscape. The original composition is really big (almost 20.000 pixels wide!) because I assembled more than 30 photos. I took all of them when I was in Germany 2 weeks ago... (FYI, I didn't use any autopano or fisheye).
More facts: The city's famous Cologne Cathedral (Kölner Dom) is the seat of the Catholic Archbishop of Cologne. The University of Cologne (Universität zu Köln) is one of Europe's oldest universities.
Cologne is a major cultural center of the Rhineland and has a vibrant arts scene. Cologne is home to more than 30 museums and hundreds of galleries. Exhibitions range from local ancient Roman archeological sites to contemporary graphics and sculpture. The Cologne Trade Fair hosts a number of trade shows such as Art Cologne, imm Cologne International Furniture Fair and the Photokina. Cologne is also well-known for its celebration of Cologne Carnival, the annual reggae summerjam, and Cologne Gay Pride.
Within Germany, Cologne is also known as an important media center. Several radio and television stations, including Westdeutscher Rundfunk (WDR), RTL and VOX, have their headquarters in the city.
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Choi Hung Estate (彩虹邨; lit. 'rainbow estate') is a public housing estate in Ngau Chi Wan, Kowloon, Hong Kong. It was built by the former Hong Kong Housing Authority (屋宇建設委員會) and is now managed by the current Hong Kong Housing Authority. It received a Silver Medal at the 1965 Hong Kong Institute of Architects Annual Awards.
Choi Hung Estate is located in Ngau Chi Wan and is surrounded by several of eastern Kowloon Peninsula's major roads. To the north is Lung Cheung Road; to the south Prince Edward Road East; to the west Kwun Tong Bypass and to the east Clear Water Bay Road.
The Hong Kong government granted the land to the Hong Kong Housing Authority to build a large housing estate in 1958. The blocks of the estate were completed between 1962 and 1964. An opening ceremony was held in 1963 with the presence of then Hong Kong Governor, Sir Robert Brown Black. A signboard commemorating the ceremony is located in the estate's Lam Chung Avenue.
Accommodating nearly 43,000 people, it was the largest public housing estate at the time.
In November 2023 it was reported that Choi Hung Estate was earmarked for redevelopment meaning that 43,000 residents will require rehoming.
In October 2024, the redevelopment plan was revealed in the Wong Tai Sin District Council. It was proposed to demolish Tan Fung House, Pik Hoi House, Kam Pik House, Market and two former Sheng Kung Hui primary schools buildings in between 2028 and 2029 as the first phase, residents in the three blocks will be settled to the new blocks in Mei Tung Estate. Once the first phase is expected to complete in between 2035 and 2036, the blocks will settle the residents in Pak Suet House, Hung Ngok House, Kam Wan House and Kam Wah House when the next phase begins. The final phase is expected to begin in between 2042 and 2043, the residents in the last remaining blocks (Chi Mei House, Luk Ching House, Chui King House and Kam Hon House) will be settled to the new blocks in the second phase. The number of units will be increased to 9200 once the entire redevelopment plan is completed in between 2048 and 2049.
The estate has 11 residential blocks, one car park, and five schools, with various shops and restaurants on the ground floor of each block. Roads in the estate connect the blocks to each other and to major roads.
According to the 2016 by-census, Choi Hung Estate had a population of 18,435. The median age was 48 and the majority of residents (96 per cent) were of Chinese ethnicity. Cantonese was the predominant usual spoken language (93 per cent), followed by other varieties of Chinese excluding Mandarin (4.5 per cent), non-English and non-Chinese languages (2 per cent), Mandarin (0.5 per cent), and English (0.3 per cent).
The average household comprised 2.5 persons. The median monthly household income of all households (i.e. including both economically active and inactive households) was HK$15,290.
The estate is photogenic and has become a tourism hot-spot. The most photographed view of the estate includes the basketball court and rainbow apartments behind. Some journalists and researchers have been vocal against the growing Instagram popularity of the area, criticising that it is a shallow view of the complex social history of the council estate in Hong Kong, as well as driving away locals who want to use the space. Though some locals have also begun selling photos for profit to tourists. It has been suggested that the location is popular not only for the aesthetics, but also because it allows the photographers and selfie-takers to feel as if they are in the middle of the world - compared to the more detached equally-aesthetic Hong Kong skyline shots. In 2017, a photograph of the building was shortlisted for the Arcaid Award, an architecture photography prize.
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