View allAll Photos Tagged Indefinite
“To walk is to lack a place. It is the indefinite process of being and in search of a proper. The moving about that the city mutliplies and concentrates makes the city itself an immense social experience of lacking a place...” by Michel de Certeau
“To walk is to lack a place. It is the indefinite process of being absent and in search of a proper. The moving about that the city mutliplies and concentrates makes the city itself an immense social experience of lacking a place...” by Michel de Certeau
As mentionned in the previous post, with the 'indefinite' closure of the Arbec sawmill in Parent, traffic has gone down drastically on the former NTR. L57321-29 is coming back with no traffic from Senneterre, and only one empty woodchip car left behind from the sawmill.
L57321-29
8935-2341
Milepost 2.1 CN Saint-Maurice subdivision
La Tuque,QC
Саме в ті дні вперше прозвучало гасло на адресу Януковича: "Валіза, вокзал, Росія!" Ще нікого не застрелили, але протестувальники вже не вірили, що влада піддасться. Влада готувалася наступати, Майдан готувався захищатися.
These were the days when the slogan addressed to Yanukovych was first heard: "Suitcase, station, Russia!" No one had been shot yet, but the protesters no longer believed that the government would give in. The government was preparing to attack, Maidan was preparing to defend itself.
This is the weathered and worn logo from an old Ferguson tractor on the farm. I like the result, especially the colour and the indefinite edge. There are three vintage tractors on the farm. One has been completely renovated and is used regularly. The other two are projects in waiting, one is used, the other not.
youtu.be/bRlXUYtKrRo?si=8RroUqu-4znjDg7o
Marian Petrescu Jazz Trio – Symphony No.3 in F, Op.90 (Brahms) 🎧
---- Thanks to Eloy Gonzalo García ----
The Composers Quarter Hamburg is a gathering of six museums in the Peterstraße in Hamburg-Neustadt, Germany. The associated museums have one or two classical composers as a theme who were born or have lived in the city of Hamburg (G.P. Telemann, C.P. Emanuel Bach, J.A. Hasse, Fanny and Felix Mendelssohn, Johannes Brahms and Gustav Mahler) The museums are located in restored historical buildings.
-----------------------
"People usually complain that music is so ambiguous, and what they are supposed to think when they hear it is so unclear, while words are understood by everyone. But for me it is exactly the opposite...what the music I love expresses to me are thoughts not to indefinite for words, but rather too definite."
--Felix Mendelssohn--
Hey all, I'm taking a break from blogging. May be indefinite, may not be. I don't know.
I have to rediscover why I fell in love with sl photography in the first place.
Anyway, here's alien fuckery for you.
Also, happy new year
Melodía de sombras (Melody of Shadows, 2016) is a heap of testa non pertinente that invokes classical sculpture and, at the same time, commemorates the fallen in the conflicts that permeate our national reality.
_____ _____ ___ ___ __ __ _ .
Artist Cynthia Gutiérrez (born 1978 in Guadalajara, Mexico)
The work of Cynthia Gutierrez denotes a constant search to analyze memory at different levels, generating tensions or fissures in established schemes. Her reflections and processes depart from situations of conflict; from indefinite, unstable terrains with a vulnerable condition that allows movement in multiple directions. From fragments, she reconfigures images that alter habitual trajectories and destabilize structures offering alternatives that simultaneously operate between reality and fiction. She articulates historical elements from a new posture with distorted chronologies that evidence the impossibility of generating accurate memories, and reveal the transience of history.
( cynthiagutierrez.com/biography/)
Dans son travail, Cynthia interroge constamment l'instabilité de la mémoire ainsi que la pertinence des narrations historiques officielles. Dans Melodía de Sombras, l'artiste sature l'espace d'exposition en y plaçant une grande quantité de têtes classiques empilées. Elle questionne ainsi, par une répétition et un agencement inspirés par les ruines, le caractère identitaire de ces sujets, la multiplicité des visages dissolvant l'identité du masque particulier en un anonymat universal.
____________
( Eldorado: 27 avr - 03 nov 2019)
◤ S P O N S O R S ◢
ACCESS
☛ MEA TENEBRA - Biker Strap NEWS @ GO FLICKR
⚠ START : 12/01 - END : 08/02
ACCESS/THE FORGE
☛ Vanquish Bracer NEWS @ GO FLICKR
⚠ START : 12/01 - END : 08/02
DOPE+MERCY
☛ Indefinite Sweatpants @ GO FLICKR
EAGLELUX
☛ Rowen Hairbase @ GO FACEBOOK
EQUAL10
☛ ARCHIVEFACTION - DIVEWET Tanktop NEWS @ GO FLICKR
⚠ START : 10/01 - END : 05/02
EQUAL10/BAD UNICORN
☛ Duck Bike NEWS @ GO FLICKR
⚠ START : 10/01 - END : 05/02
KNIFU
☛ Unholy Night Choker NEWS @ GO FLICKR
──────────── THANK YOU
This year we have only produced one orange and several mandarins.
The truth is that a terrace does not give us much more.
But we do not lose hope that, some fabulous year, we will have enough to at least make a juice.
ETIMOLOGY: The word "orange" derives ultimately from Proto-Dravidian or Tamil (naram). From there the word entered Sanskrit (naranga), meaning 'orange tree'.
The Sanskrit word reached European languages through Persian (narang) and its Arabic derivative (naranj).
The word entered Late Middle English in the 14th century via Old French pomme d'orenge.
Other forms include Old Provençal auranja, Italian arancia, formerly narancia. In several languages, the initial n present in earlier forms of the word dropped off because it may have been mistaken as part of an indefinite article ending in an n sound.
In French, for example, "une norenge" may have been heard as "une orenge".
This linguistic change is called "juncture loss".
The color was named after the fruit, with the first recorded use of orange as a color name in English in 1512. (Source: Wikipedia)
Photo taken in Pozuelo de Alarcón, Madrid, Spain.
CÍTRICOS DE NUESTRA COSECHA CASERA, 2024
Este año sólo hemos producido una naranja y varias mandarinas.
La verdad es que una terraza no da para mucho más.
Pero no perdemos las esperanzas de que, algún año fabuloso, tengamos suficiente para al menos hacer un zumo.
ETIMOLOGÍA: La palabra española «naranja» proviene del sánscrito "narang", sin embargo, no es una palabra nativa a esa lengua, sino que se especula que la tomó de las lenguas drávidas como el tamil donde se dice narandam a la ‘naranja amarga’, nagarukam a la ‘naranja dulce’, donde nari es ‘fragancia’.
La palabra junto con la fruta fue lentamente llevada hacia occidente: del sánscrito pasó al persa "narensh", luego al árabe "naranj", el árbol, y "naranjah", el fruto y de ahí al español «naranjo» y «naranja», respectivamente.
Se difundió a otros idiomas europeos en un curioso proceso: los portugueses cambiaron la ene inicial por una ele "laranja"; al pasar al italiano, para que la ele inicial no redundara con el artículo «la» se le eliminó la ele inicial "arancia"; al pasar al francés y al latín se relacionó con el lexema oro (or y aurum) resultando orange y aurantium.
Debido a que en la Edad Media el idioma culto de Inglaterra era el francés, en inglés pasó tal cual como orange en 1512
Siempre hablamos de Citrus Aurantium, de sabor amargo, única naranja conocida en la Edad Media en Europa. (Fuente: Wikipedia)
Foto hecha en Pozuelo de Alarcón, Madrid, España.
(This is the feeling we would wish for the inhabitants of Gaza and South Lebanon, in an indefinite future, when cruel and blatant Zionist colonialism is brought to an end.)
The apparent restriction of the phenomenon of consciousness to higher forms of life has long served science as a pretext for eliminating it from its construction of the universe. To dismiss it, thought has been classed as a bizarre exception, an aberrant function, an epiphenomenon. . . . “Full evidence of consciousness appears only in the human,” we had been tempted to say, “therefore it is an isolated case and of no interest to science.”…
… Evidence of consciousness appears in the human, we must begin again, correcting ourselves; therefore half-seen in this single flash of light, it has cosmic extension and as such takes on an aura of indefinite spatial and temporal prolongations. . . . Indisputably, deep within ourselves, through a rent or a tear, an “interior” appears at the heart of beings. This is enough to establish the existence of this interior in some degree or other everywhere forever in nature. Since the stuff of the universe has an internal face at one point in itself, its structure is necessarily bifacial; that is, in every region of time and space, as well, for example, as being granular, coextensive with its outside, everything has an inside.
-Teilhard, The Human Phenomenon, 23–24.
Travis - 3 Miles High / Everything At Once (2016) Filmed in Berlin
Todo el mundo tiene un muro que escalar. Pero realmente no tenemos tiempo para dar un qué sobre ello. Y tu vida es una muñeca rusa que te regalaron cuando eras pequeño. Y todos dentro de ti, no tenemos ni idea, porque estamos a tres millas de altura. Y nos pudrimos como el polvo... y las plumas vuelan. Y no podemos bajar, porque reventaríamos nuestra pequeña burbuja en el suelo. Y no bajaremos hasta que toquemos el suelo... porque estamos a tres millas de altura.
.....
Thievery Corporation - Saudade (2014)
Dentro do silêncio, me percebo e te noto e te beijo junto do nascer do sol. Nós dois abraçadinhos na varanda, na casinha tão sonhada, encaixados feito caracol. Enquanto a vida nos deixar, curtir assim. Enquanto for bom pra você e para mim. Enquanto a vida nos deixar curtir assim. Enquanto esse amor viver dentro de mim. E de você. É melhor deixar acontecer naturalmente. Sem expectativas. Se tiver de ser, será enquanto a vida nos deixar, curtir assim. Enquanto estiver bom pra você e pra mim... Enquanto a vida nos deixar.
Dédié à Pat.
.....
"Saudade" is a word incorporated into Galician and Spanish from Portuguese. It is a rather indefinite word. It refers to an affective feeling close to melancholy, originated by the distance towards something dear and which implies the desire to resolve that distance, be it physical or spiritual. It entails the recognition of knowing that what is missing... will most likely never return.
Image dedicated to who left forever, the friend who left their footprints in the past. Infinite everywhere. "Saudade"
Eric Hilton - Infinite Everywhere / Infinite Everywhere (2020)
Selfie-drone at sunrise Lençóis Maranhenses.
Nothing holds me to anything.
I want fifty things at once.
With a meat-hungry anguish I yearn
For what I don’t know —
Definitely for the indefinite …
Restless I sleep and live in the restless dream
Of someone who sleeps restlessly, half of me dreaming.
They closed all the abstract and necessary doors on me.
They drew the curtains on all the hypotheses I might have seen on the street.
There is no house on the side street with the number they gave me.
I woke to the same life I departed after sleeping.
Even my dream armies suffered defeat.
Even my dreams felt false as I dreamed them.
Even the life I only desire — even that life — cloys …
Fernando Pessoa
The plant shown is a wild-growing specimen of the ubiquitous European Red Raspberry (Rubus idaeus). When loose in the wild (as here), it is an amazingly successful, hardy, difficult plant that seems to grow anywhere and everywhere. Its shoots grow really fast--a couple of meters in a couple of spring months. The thorns are numerous and sharp. I learned the hard way that you have to wear heavy gloves to deal with the shoots.
Location: Among some old machinery in "indefinite, long-term outdoor storage." Kreiterhof, near the village of Nebenau, District of Lörrach, Baden-Württemberg DE.
In my album: Dan's Weed World.
While disciples make their hajj to William Blake, I would rather
pause to kiss the air on behalf of Ella Wheeler Wilcox, 1850 - 1919,
of Dane County, Wisconsin, who wrote, a pat on the back is only a
few vertebrae removed from a kick in the pants, Mrs. Wilcox one
of the Midwestern gnostic poets at the edge of where the country
broke in half, where the midday moon appears crenelated and rusts
through the sky. The wind could channel the vapors of atmospheric disturbance above Galena or Mt. Horeb, could summon thunderheads and crackle the blue, but sweet, dead Mrs. Wheeler Wilcox would
remain speechless under her sod, gone with those who gathered
thistles and eulogized the russet manes of draft horses, camisoles
and ice frescoes. I think of her now as I pump this roadside
spigot and listen for whatever life begins its upward journey
hundreds of feet below. A sputter, a muddy burst, then
I speak in tongues, a lukewarm joy I bend toward and sop up.
It's hard enough to rescue the lost who are still with us, but
those who wrote so plain seem unanointed, few thickets to hew
or Latin to transliterate. We drink what the well sends up, no
matter how aged or mineralized or from which artesian spring it
comes, earthy in my cup of hands, water from underground, from
lightless cisterns, free flowing long after we let go. And for
hours afterward an indefinite taste remains in my mouth, of words,
I think, untapped, moving miles down in subterranean rivers and
black, enormous lakes that exist on maps only the dead possess.
--M deO
*SWEETNESS* is the topic for Sunday ~ July 26th, 2020, Group Our Daily Challenge
Since I can't carry a heavy camera for an indefinite period because of my shoulder surgery, I got a new toy from my wife for my birthday. A fine little Sony that weighs only half. These are the first results.
I think it's not bad!
Da ich wegen meiner Schulteroperation auf unbestimmte Zeit keine schwere Kamera tragen kann, habe ich zu meinem Geburtstag, von meiner Frau ein neues Spielzeug bekommen. Eine feine kleine Sony, die nur die Hälfte wiegt. Dies sind die ersten Ergebnisse.
Nicht schlecht finde ich!
Volevo stupirvi con qualcosa di eclatante, qualcosa di nuovo, di mai fatto prima. Poi sono giunta alla conclusione che a me piacciono questi scatti, questi particolari, tutti questi pallini fluttuanti e indefiniti.... ed è inutile che io mi ostini a voler fare cose diverse. In fondo il mio "non-stile" è proprio questo, con qualche digressione saltuaria e deviazioni più o meno marcate verso altri soggetti. Non smetterò di utilizzare l'iPhone, è troppo divertente, ma questo scatto racchiude tutto ciò che amo nella fotografia. Quindi parto da qui, un bokeh arrugginito e pungente. Il fatto è che appena ho avuto in mano la macchina fotografica nuova, sono partita alla volta di questa recinzione appena dietro casa mia, un groviglio di fili spinati che mi ha sempre affascinato e che ho già fotografato in passato varie volte.
Devo dire che mi sto veramente divertendo con la Canon, mi ritrovo perfettamente e facilmente a mio agio e credo che faremo grandi cose insieme..... e poichè sono sempre indecisa.... + 2 nei commenti. SOOC.
HBW!
I wanted to surprise you with something striking, something new, something never done before. Then I came to the conclusion that I like these shots, these details, all these dots floating and indefinite .... and it is useless for me to insist on wanting to do different things. At least, my "non-style" is just this, with occasional, sporadic and more or less pronounced deviations due from other subjects. I will not stop using the iPhone, it's too funny, but this shot contains everything I love in photography. So I start from here, a bokeh rusty and sharp. The fact is that as soon as I got hold the new camera, I went toward this fence just behind my house, a tangle of barbed wire that has always fascinated me and I have photographed in the past for several times.
I must say I'm really enjoying the Canon, I find myself easily and perfectly at my ease, and I think we will do great things together ..... and due to my indecision.... + 2 in the comment. SOOC.
HBW!!!
The past, like the future, is indefinite and exists only as a spectrum of possibilities.
Stephen Hawking
● ꜱᴘᴏɴꜱᴏʀꜱ ●
↪ Indefinite Sleeved Scarf ---> @[Dope+Mercy]
↪ Indefinite Sweatpants ---> @[Dope+Mercy]
_______________________________________
Blog Post :#344
Dope+Mercy Indefinite Sleeved scarf
Legacy/Jake Dope+Mercy Mainstore .
[Dope+Mercy]Indefinite Sweatpants"JAKE" Dope+Mercy Mainstore .
I'm the opposite of a nervous driver. But I do have a slight fear of things crashing down a mountainside into me. I was thinking about going out west today, and checked weather and tides in advance. It was the tide situation that put me off. No point going all that way to find the beach is underwater. But the weather has not been good either, with so much rain, and I often see the result of landslides in this area. The road at Camus Nan Geall is etched into the hillside, high above the glittering bay below. The road is rough and very narrow and held against the hillside by a thin, low and very battered barrier. My route was blocked a couple of months ago by temporary traffic lights. As I sat patiently waiting an indefinite amount of time I spotted workmen right up at the top, above me, working on the cliff-face levering loose bits of rock. They regularly rolled down, gathering speed until they crashed down onto the road, shattering into pieces that shattered the steel barrier like shell shrapnel. After about 15 minutes, I was waved through after a little digger had moved the worst of the rubble, and I edged past the worst of the rockful, praying that no more loose bits decided to make a run for it down the hillside. But it does worry me now. Especially after all this rain, and wind, (and we are susceptible to frequent minor earthquakes here too), what if a jagged bit of rock races down from the top and hits me broadside doing 80mph? I don't think I will go there on Friday 13th. Might risk a day at home with my wife instead.
354 Shunchang Rd., Shanghai
I have photographed this dry food and pickle shop several times. This photo was taken on March 15, 2022, two weeks before the city-wide lockdown.
Six months before this wave of outbreaks, most shops on this street had been evicted for city projects, and some buildings had been demolished. This shop, on the other hand, lasted until March. However, these could be its last days, as basically it would be impossible for a shop like this to survive this indefinite lockdown.
To understand the fiasco of China's epidemic prevention, please read these reports:
www.thelancet.com/action/showPdf?pii=S0140-6736%2822%2900...; cn.nytimes.com/business/20220525/china-covid-zero/dual/
To know what has happened in Shangai since March, 2022, watch these videos: youtu.be/DGL29gU_I8o , youtu.be/HQxJBhR5ZzU, and read these stories: www.nytimes.com/2022/05/06/business/shanghai-xinjiang-chi..., www.nytimes.com/2022/05/13/business/china-zero-covid-xi.html and www.voanews.com/a/foreign-businesses-consider-leaving-chi...
It was the 14th day of continuous, round-the-clock, still peaceful protest demanding the resignation of the government, but the authorities were already preparing to use force and destroy the Maidan. Everyone began to talk about the arrival of a special unit from Russia in Kyiv. Tension grew with each passing day. Opposition parties held fruitless negotiations with Yanukovych.
“To walk is to lack a place. It is the indefinite process of being absent and in search of a proper. The moving about that the city mutliplies and concentrates makes the city itself an immense social experience of lacking a place...” by Michel de Certeau
JANUARY 11, 2008, is the six-year anniversary of the first arrival of prisoners at Guantánamo Bay.
On January 11, we are calling on everyone opposed to torture and indefinite detention to WEAR ORANGE to symbolize their sadness and disgust with the national shame that is Guantánamo Bay.