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In it's infancy the River Nidd is flowing over a weir under the long footbridge. You can see the difference in height of the water either side of the footbridge. The weir controls the flow of water into Angram Reservoir, Nidderdale.
There is a channel at the end of the weir that will take water passed Angram and directly down to the the lower reservoir, Scar House
The path descends to the left of the fence and over the footbridge and is part of the 2.5 miles path around Angram.
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El palacio de Carlos V es una construcción renacentista situada en la colina de la Alhambra de la ciudad española de Granada, en Andalucía. Desde 1958, es sede del Museo de Bellas Artes de Granada y, desde 1994, también es sede del Museo de la Alhambra.
La iniciativa para la construcción del palacio partió del emperador Carlos Vnota 1 a partir de su boda con Isabel de Portugal, celebrada en Sevilla en 1526. Tras el enlace, la pareja residió varios meses en la Alhambra, quedando profundamente impresionado por los Palacios nazaríes, dejando encargada la construcción del nuevo palacio con la intención de establecer su residencia en la Alhambra granadina.1
Ya los Reyes Católicos habían habilitado salas después de 1492, pero la intención de Carlos era la de dotarse de una residencia estable a la medida de un emperador. El proyecto fue asignado a Pedro Machuca. En una España en la que el estilo imperante era el plateresco, y que no se había despegado totalmente del gótico, Machuca construyó un palacio que corresponde estilísticamente al manierismo, estilo que estaba dando sus primeros pasos en Italia. Aún aceptando las versiones que sitúan a Machuca en los talleres de Miguel Ángel, cuando comienzan las obras del Palacio en 1527 éste no había realizado todavía lo más representativo de su producción arquitectónica.
El edificio se levantó en el corazón de la Alhambra musulmana, en un extremo del patio de los Arrayanes y para su construcción fue preciso derribar un pabellón opuesto a la torre de Comares. Este hecho, que ha sido objeto de crítica y polémica, hay que entenderlo en el contexto de su época: el Palacio de Carlos I no significó tanto la destrucción de parte de la Alhambra como la garantía de supervivencia del resto. En unos tiempos en que lo más habitual era la destrucción total de palacios y templos de los pueblos sometidos, la sensibilidad de los reyes cristianos ante la belleza incontestable de la Alhambra supuso la necesidad de disfrutarla desde dentro y, por ende, de conservarla.
El dominio del lenguaje clásico que demuestra Machuca llega a subvertirlo conscientemente: esto nada tiene que ver con otras obras españolas de la época, en su mayoría fundamentadas en concepciones locales. Su influencia fue muy limitada, por incomprendida: quedarían muchos años hasta que Juan Bautista de Toledo y Juan de Herrera llegaran a las altas cotas de clasicismo del monasterio de El Escorial.
Fachada oeste
Desde 1572, con la rebelión morisca de las Alpujarras, se ralentizaron las obras que quedaron interrumpidas definitivamente en 1637, con los muros y bóvedas concluidos, a falta de cubrir aguas.
Durante la guerra de la Independencia, el ejército francés convirtió el palacio en almacén de artillería, esa misma función se mantuvo cuando las tropas españolas se hicieron con el edificio, que guardaba en su interior gran cantidad de pólvora, balas y carbón piedra. La permanencia de los explosivos suponía un grave peligro para el palacio y para toda la Alhambra. Casi veinte años después de la guerra, el viajero y escritor inglés Samuel Edward Cook escribiría hacia 1828: "El Palacio de Carlos V, aún se usa como polvorín; se encuentra sin pararrayos y la sola chispa de un rayo podría destruir los restos de este interesante edificio y probablemente toda la Alhambra". En 1832, se evacuó por fin el palacio. El estado de la construcción entonces, según relataba el gobernador, era lastimoso y consideraba un milagro que no se hubiera desplomado.
Las obras se terminaron a partir de 1930. Desde 1958, el palacio es sede del Museo de Bellas Artes de Granada, que cuenta con piezas singulares como un famoso bodegón de Juan Sánchez Cotán y varios ejemplos de Alonso Cano. La decisión de trasladar aquí el viejo museo, fundado en 1839, se adoptó en 1941 aunque ya se había acordado en 1914.Tras unas obras de reforma, en enero de 2008 se reabrió el museo. Desde 1994, también es sede del Museo de la Alhambra.
La planta del palacio la conforma un cuadrado de 63 metros de lado con un patio circular inscrito en su interior. Esta disposición, principal rasgo manierista del palacio, no tiene precedentes en la arquitectura del Renacimiento, y sitúa la construcción en lo que se considera la vanguardia artística del momento. El edificio consta de dos niveles: el bajo es de orden toscano completamente almohadillado, en cuyas pilastras se insertan grandes anillas de bronce decoradas.
El piso superior es de orden jónico y sus pilastras alternadas con vanos adintelados provistos de frontón. Las dos fachadas principales ostentan sendas portadas de piedra de Sierra Elvira. El patio circular también muestra dos pisos. El inferior está presidido por una columnata dórica de piedra pudinga con un entablamento muy ortodoxo, formado por triglifos y metopas con motivos de guirnaldas y bucráneos.
El piso superior lo forma una columnata jónica, más ligera, con entablamento liso. Esta estructura general del patio muestra un claro conocimiento de la arquitectura imperial romana, y se encuadraría en el más puro Renacimiento de no ser por su disposición curva, que provoca en el espectador desconcierto cuando se penetra por sus fachadas principales, y supedita los espacios interiores y escaleras a la idea generatriz. Más tarde, Miguel Ángel y Palladio construirán edificios con soluciones análogas, bajo la etiqueta de manierismo.
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The Palace of Charles V is a Renaissance building in Granada, southern Spain, located on the top of the hill of the Assabica, inside the Nasrid fortification of the Alhambra. The building has never been a home to a monarch and stood roofless until 1957.
The structure was commanded by Charles V, Holy Roman Emperor, who wished to establish his residence close to the Alhambra palaces. Although the Catholic Monarchs had already altered some rooms of the Alhambra after the conquest of the city in 1492, Charles V intended to construct a permanent residence befitting an emperor. The project was given to Pedro Machuca, an architect whose biography and influences are poorly understood. At the time, Spanish architecture was immersed in the Plateresque style, still with traces of Gothic origin. Machuca built a palace corresponding stylistically to Mannerism, a mode still in its infancy in Italy. The exterior of the building uses a typically Renaissance combination of rustication on the lower level and ashlar on the upper. Even if accounts that place Machuca in the atelier of Michelangelo are accepted, at the time of the construction of the palace in 1527, the latter had yet to design the majority of his architectural works.
The plan of the palace is a 17-metre (56 ft) high, 63-metre (207 ft) square containing an inner circular patio. This has no precedent in Renaissance architecture, and places the building in the avant-garde of its time. The palace has two floors (not counting mezzanine floors). The classical orders are in pilaster form except around the central doorways. On the exterior, the lower floor is in the Tuscan order, with the pilasters "blocked" by continuing the heavy rustication across them, while the upper storey uses the Ionic order, with elaborately pedimented lower windows below round windows. Both main façades emphasize the portals, made of stone from the Sierra Elvira.
The circular patio has also two levels. The lower consists of a Doric colonnade of conglomerate stone, with an orthodox classical entablature formed of triglyphs and metopes. The upper floor is formed by a stylized Ionic colonnade whose entablature has no decoration. This organisation of the patio shows a deep knowledge of Roman architecture, and would be framed in pure Renaissance style but for its curved shape, which surprises the visitor entering from the main façades. The interior spaces and the staircases are also governed by the combination of square and circle. Similar aesthetic devices would be developed in the following decades under the classification of Mannerism.
The palace was not completed, and remained roofless until the late twentieth century.
Le graphisme est l'enfance de l'Art.
La draisienne est l'enfance de la route.
Que dire de plus ?
Chut. Laissons cette minisilhouette s'entraîner... en toute sécurité.
Revisited an old shot I took in April 2016 with the iPhone but never used it until today, originally I used olive oil and soya milk (gently placed inside the oil, and also pumped into the water by syringe to get the shadowed fluid effect) in water, A4 yellow and orange tissue paper, Makita 18v torch, Olloclip macro @ 7x, Manfrotto tripod, Hisy remote, conceived in Snapseed on iPad Pro.
“Taught from their infancy that beauty is woman's sceptre, the mind shapes itself to the body, and roaming round its gilt cage, only seeks to adorn its prison.”
― Mary Wollstonecraft, A Vindication of the Rights of Woman
“If I find a green meadow splashed with daisies and sit down beside a clear-running brook, I have found medicine. It soothes my hurts as well as when I sat in my mother’s lap in infancy, because the Earth really is my mother, and the green meadow is her lap.”
from Quantum Healing, by Deepak Chopra
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=wTvfzEdUTH4
SOMEONE I KNEW – GORDON HASKELL
MOTHER NATURE HEALS ALL WOUNDS
Sunshine and sultry, shifting shadows
dappled through meandering meadows
grasses swaying gently in the breeze
walking through up to my knees
tickling moths and butterflies
from their hiding place where nature breathes
they flutter by and say hello
sprinkling generous saffron yellow
pollen particles like golden speckles
land like freckles on my arms and nose
buzzing bees and hummingbird hawk moths
hover lazily above roses as round and ripe as apricots
and purple flowering butterfly bushes
Summer breeze and sugared trees
so sweet with trickling honey bees
bumbling; buzzing; busy beings
blend with nature; blackbirds sing
up high on terracotta chimney pots
their joyful tunes before the dusk
thank the world for this golden hour
when the sun shines brighter before it sleeps
and sends us promises it means to keep
that tomorrow a glorious dawn will come
and welcome us all over again
for each new day is one that's blessed
with such beautiful things that bring us rest
tranquil pools with dragonflies
balmy days and sumptuous skies
padded out with scudding clouds
that make me want to sing aloud
and restless spirits cannot be found
amid the softness of the ground
that roots us to this wondrous world
and if our story were to end
then we are blessed to have this friend
for Mother Nature heals all wounds
in mind and body; through all our trials
and wraps us in her loving arms
so warm and gentle, calming balm
that soothes and whispers us to sleep
in swinging hammocks slung between the trees
in orchards thick with apples; pears
and swollen plums and quinces too
where blueberries mingle with redcurrants
and vie with figs and grapes bruised blue
and creeping hops that scent the air
with promises of home-made beer
my eyelids are heavy with all this heaven
as I am lulled and fall asleep to dream
of endless Summers found within my childhood
thoughts evoked by smells and sounds
the gentle caress of the Southern wind
that absolves this day of any sins
for tomorrow is another day
and if it's possible to be
more perfect than this day has been
then I'll know that we let Heaven in.
- AP – Copyright remains with the author
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Special thanks to my flickr friend Mac Evans who has very generously created a gallery in my name. I don't know what I have done to deserve such generosity, but I am humbled and honoured. Mac, I dedicate this picture to you, my friend : 0)
Happy Infancy
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The Frank M. & Annie G. Covert House was built in 1898 by Frank and Annie Covert. Covert began his career in the stationery and book business; by 1887, he had moved to real estate and insurance, and in 1914, he opened one of Austin’s first automobile dealerships. He donated the Mt. Bonnell lookout to Travis County for a public park.
The Covert family lived in the house until about 1905 and has had numerous owners since then. The Home of the Holy Infancy, a Catholic orphanage and home for unwed mothers, later known as the Marywood Home, occupied the house from 1927 to 1931. Dr. John and Ann Horan, who owned the house from 1998 until 2008, earned the Heritage Society Award in 2001 for their restoration efforts.
Like other homes in the neighborhood, it features an eclectic combination of styles, including a Queen Anne form and Romanesque and Classical Revival details. The house features irregular massing, a two-story wraparound veranda, and masonry construction, which is unusual in Hyde Park. Its Queen Anne style is apparent in its two-story wraparound porch, paired Doric columns, and off-centered pedimented portico. Its elaborate roofscape includes mansard, gabled and hipped roof forms and corbelled brick chimneys. The eclectic Queen Anne style can also be seen in the home’s strong horizontal emphasis, diversity of textures and materials, and decorative detailing. Modernization meets historic conservation in this charming and remarkable Hyde Park gem, arguably the neighborhood’s grande dame.
The Covert House is a City of Austin Historic Landmark and was added to the National Register of Historic Places in 1990. The Hyde Park Historic District, added to the National Register of Historic Places the same year as the Covert House, includes an eclectic mixture of architectural styles, from late 19th-century Queen Anne and Classical Revival homes to 20th-century bungalows and ranch houses. Additionally, many of the houses and buildings in Hyde Park have been designated City of Austin Historic Landmarks and Texas Historic Landmarks.
Sources:
2023 Hyde Park Neighborhood Association Homes Tour Guide
Frank M. & Annie G. Covert House, Wikipedia
Frippery
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Ongoing Project
This Month I am featuring "Work in Progress", "Work Completed" but still not Premiered, or new ideas that are in their infancy.
There will be 8 groups of 4 pics.
Each day a new pic from a new group will be shown and then it will be repeated throughout the month.
The Frank M. & Annie G. Covert House was built in 1898 by Frank and Annie Covert. Covert began his career in the stationery and book business; by 1887, he had moved to real estate and insurance, and in 1914, he opened one of Austin’s first automobile dealerships. He donated the Mt. Bonnell lookout to Travis County for a public park.
The Covert family lived in the house until about 1905 and has had numerous owners since then. The Home of the Holy Infancy, a Catholic orphanage and home for unwed mothers, later known as the Marywood Home, occupied the house from 1927 to 1931. Dr. John and Ann Horan, who owned the house from 1998 until 2008, earned the Heritage Society Award in 2001 for their restoration efforts.
Like other homes in the neighborhood, it features an eclectic combination of styles, including a Queen Anne form and Romanesque and Classical Revival details. The house features irregular massing, a two-story wraparound veranda, and masonry construction, which is unusual in Hyde Park. Its Queen Anne style is apparent in its two-story wraparound porch, paired Doric columns, and off-centered pedimented portico. Its elaborate roofscape includes mansard, gabled and hipped roof forms and corbelled brick chimneys. The eclectic Queen Anne style can also be seen in the home’s strong horizontal emphasis, diversity of textures and materials, and decorative detailing. Modernization meets historic conservation in this charming and remarkable Hyde Park gem, arguably the neighborhood’s grande dame.
The Covert House is a City of Austin Historic Landmark and was added to the National Register of Historic Places in 1990. The Hyde Park Historic District, added to the National Register of Historic Places the same year as the Covert House, includes an eclectic mixture of architectural styles, from late 19th-century Queen Anne and Classical Revival homes to 20th-century bungalows and ranch houses. Additionally, many of the houses and buildings in Hyde Park have been designated City of Austin Historic Landmarks and Texas Historic Landmarks.
Sources:
2023 Hyde Park Neighborhood Association Homes Tour Guide
Frank M. & Annie G. Covert House, Wikipedia
Alla sera mi veniva il magone. Il viso mi cambiava espressione, lo facevo apposta. E non ci riuscivo mai, anzi, venivo sempre canzonata per questo mio atteggiamento. Lei, la piccola bimba viziata e figlia unica, lei, che voleva solo fare i capricci e non andare a letto. Lui solo cercava di riportare la situazione alla normalità. Faceva anche lo spiritoso, scatenando le gelosie dei figli. E raccontava un sacco di storie, sia dai libri che sue. Alcune volte le inventava mettendo in mezzo la moglie, rendendola protagonista di avventure impossibili, insieme quasi sempre a dei compagni animali. E noi, piccoli come eravamo, ridevamo. Raramente i finali erano tristi…
C’era molto altro da raccontare io credo, soprattutto nella notte…
-Spostati. Non mi senti? Fatti accarezzare dai, shhhh.-
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Il silenzio era l’unico compagno di giochi che avessi. I miei giochi di adulta di allora.
Non rispondevo quasi mai, a volte mi uscivano dalla bocca solo lamenti spezzati e poche parole sussurrate, che magari non sentiva nemmeno. E quante lacrime, credo quasi come un mare intero.
Niente mi avrebbe permesso di dargli soddisfazione. Niente. E da brava bambina pretenziosa e testarda quale ero, il fiato mi spariva di colpo. Mi imponevo di essere muta e anche sorda. Come fossi dentro ad un sogno, un brutto sogno. Con tutte le menomazioni fisiche e mentali che giungevano programmate alla stessa ora.
There are certain places in this world that haunt me since I read about them during my infancy. One of this places is Kolmanskop. The town became a ghost town in the mid fifties of the last century. Prior to that it was the epicenter of the diamond boom of the German colony “Südwest Afrika”.
Since Kolmanskop has been abandoned the surrounding desert is claiming the area back. The buildings are progressively falling apart and there is nothing attractive about the site. My first impression was all but uplifting. Only once I started entering the buildings and wandered through the rooms I experienced the remote beauty of this place.
The blend of the first and soft light of the day entering through the windows, the differently painted colors of the rooms, the visible decay and the raw nature invading the houses with sand and forming dunes was a complete new and unique experience.
Diamonds are not to be found there anymore, but the images to be created there are real true gems.
Interested in a photo tour through the American Southwest, Brazil, Bolivia, Namibia or Tuscany? I can help you with it and make you come back with unique shots.
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The photo is about two different stories of two different age. The photo was taken from a train window where two person was sitting and a seat divided them. On the left side of the frame a child is sitting and looking outside the window and watching the mysterious world. It is new to the boy because he did not get enough chance to see the outer world. On the other hand on the right side we can see a hand holding a newspaper maybe he/she is watching the world through the newspaper and it is window to him/her.
Still in its infancy (around 9 months at this time), and operating under a Hook And Pull arrangement with Australian National, a relatively short westbound SCT service wraps around the curves a few KM Northwest of Port Augusta at what could be argued as being South Australia's most notable hack spot, Yorkeys Crossing. Trailing the pair of 4000hp AN class EMD's are a mix of Maroon and Green ABFX and ABFY vans (as was the style at the time). March 1997.
We are always in infancy.
This photo was inspired by The Curious Case of Benjamin Button, an excellent movie I might add.
There are few things that scream childhood more to me than holly hobby sheets and fort-building. And I like to think that I'm no further from those things now than I was then.
The infancy life-cycle of an elephant is not a brief period. Young elephants are started on the process of weaning in their first year of life and may continue to be weaned until their tenth year, or until another sibling is born. This prolonged dependency period is vital to the elephant. As a minimum, the African elephant calf is entirely dependent (emotionally and physically) on his/her mother for three to five years.
This little guy is still wobbly on his feet, he is brand new.
The Infancy of the Power Cosmic.
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Kingfisher in the rain, Norfolk 2018.
Recently I have upgraded to a better spec PC after 7 years. As digital era photography goes I am still in my infancy and my previous PC wasn't equipped for the memory eating editing suites. It has served me well and I certainly cannot complain. As I have still to bag myself a KF image this year I thought I would take a trip down memory lane and give the new editing tools a workout. Images not previously released but similar may be found.
I still have much to learn regarding editing but hopefully I can improve on my overall presentation. I have always said that "editing cannot make a poor image good but it can make a good image better".
Any constructive criticism regarding editing and image quality is all greatly received. Thanks for looking.
Black then white are all I see in my infancy.
red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me.
lets me see.
As below, so above and beyond, I imagine
drawn beyond the lines of reason.
Push the envelope. Watch it bend.
Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.
Withering my intuition, missing opportunities and I must
Feed my will to feel my moment drawing way outside the lines.
Black then white are all I see in my infancy.
red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me.
lets me see there is so much more
and beckons me to look through to these infinite possibilities.
As below, so above and beyond, I imagine
drawn outside the lines of reason.
Push the envelope. Watch it bend.
Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.
Withering my intuition leaving all these opportunities behind.
Feed my will to feel this moment urging me to cross the line.
Reaching out to embrace the random.
Reaching out to embrace whatever may come.
I embrace my desire to
feel the rhythm, to feel connected
enough to step aside and weep like a widow
to feel inspired, to fathom the power,
to witness the beauty, to bathe in the fountain,
to swing on the spiral
of our divinity and still be a human.
With my feet upon the ground I lose myself
between the sounds and open wide to suck it in.
I feel it move across my skin.
I'm reaching up and reaching out.
I'm reaching for the random or what ever will bewilder me.
And following our will and wind we may just go where no one's been.
We'll ride the spiral to the end and may just go where no one's been.
Spiral out. Keep going...
choir of angels - Stories of the Virgin and infancy of Christ - 1527-1530 - Paolo da Caylina the Younger (1485-1545) - Church of San Salvatore - Santa Giulia Museum in Brescia
La basilica di San Salvatore è una delle testimonianze più importanti dell'architettura religiosa alto-medievale conservata in alzato.
Nel progetto del re Desiderio, che nel 753 d.C. fondò il monastero dedicandolo a San Salvatore, e più tardi facendovi collocare le spoglie della martire Santa Giulia, la chiesa-mausoleo doveva porsi come uno dei simboli del potere dinastico della monarchia e dei ducati longobardi.
Gli interventi condotti all'interno dell'edificio hanno messo in luce non solo parte delle sue murature originarie, ma anche resti di una domus romana sottostante (I-IV secolo d.c.),alcune strutture riferibili alla prima età longobarda (568-650) e le fondazioni di una chiesa più antica, ora parzialmente visibili.
The church of San Salvatore is one of the most important surviving examples of Early Medieval religious architecture.
King Desiderius (re Desiderio) founded the monastery, dedicated to San Salvatore, in AD 753 and later had the remains of the martyr Saint Julia (Santa Giulia) brought there. The church-mausoleum was intended as a symbol of the dynastic power of the monarchy and the Lombard dukes.
Recent restoration work inside the building has brought to light part of the original walls, the remains of an underlying Roman domus (1st - 4th centuries AD), several early Lombard constructions (568-650) and the foundations of an earlier church, now only partially visible.
Infancy (neonate and up to one year age)
Toddler ( one to five years of age)
Childhood (three to eleven years old) - early childhood is from three to eight years old,
and middle childhood is from nine to eleven years old.
Adolescence or teenage (from 12 to 18 years old)
Adulthood.
Taken at a large sculpture, "The Meaning of Life", depicting life through its various stages from infancy to death. Note details of finger creases and nails
Beastie
From early days of infancy, through trembling years of youth,
Long murky middle-age and final hours long in the tooth,
He is the hundred names of terror, creature you love the least.
Picture his name before you and exorcise the beast.
He roved up and down through history spectre with tales to tell.
In the darkness when the campfire's dead to each his private hell.
If you look behind your shoulder as you feel his eyes to feast,
You can witness now the everchanging nature of the beast.
Beastie
If you wear a warmer sporran, you can keep the foe at bay.
You can pop those pills and visit some psychiatrist who'll say
There's nothing I can do for you, everywhere's a danger zone.
I'd love to help get rid of it, but I've got one of my own.
Beastie
There's a beast upon my shoulder and a fiend upon my back.
Feel his burning breath a heaving, smoke oozing from his stack.
And he moves beneath the covers or he lies below the bed.
He's the beast upon your shoulder. He's the price upon your head.
He's the lonely fear of dying, and for some, of living too.
He's your private nightmare pricking. He'd just love to turn the screw.
So stand as one defiant yes, and let your voices swell.
Stare that beastie in the face and really give him hell.
Beastie
There's a beast upon my shoulder and a fiend upon my back.
Feel his burning breath a heaving, smoke oozing from his stack.
And he moves beneath the covers or he lies below the bed.
He's the beast upon your shoulder. He's the price upon your head.
Jethro Tull ~ Beastie ~ 1982
Thanks to Models: Jay Stormborn & Nick Redcreek
Taken at Pendle Hill Sim maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Pendle%20Hill/174/125/28
Beastie
From early days of infancy, through trembling years of youth,
Long murky middle-age and final hours long in the tooth,
He is the hundred names of terror, creature you love the least.
Picture his name before you and exorcise the beast.
He roved up and down through history spectre with tales to tell.
In the darkness when the campfire's dead to each his private hell.
If you look behind your shoulder as you feel his eyes to feast,
You can witness now the everchanging nature of the beast.
Beastie
If you wear a warmer sporran, you can keep the foe at bay.
You can pop those pills and visit some psychiatrist who'll say
There's nothing I can do for you, everywhere's a danger zone.
I'd love to help get rid of it, but I've got one of my own.
Beastie
There's a beast upon my shoulder and a fiend upon my back.
Feel his burning breath a heaving, smoke oozing from his stack.
And he moves beneath the covers or he lies below the bed.
He's the beast upon your shoulder. He's the price upon your head.
He's the lonely fear of dying, and for some, of living too.
He's your private nightmare pricking. He'd just love to turn the screw.
So stand as one defiant yes, and let your voices swell.
Stare that beastie in the face and really give him hell.
Beastie
There's a beast upon my shoulder and a fiend upon my back.
Feel his burning breath a heaving, smoke oozing from his stack.
And he moves beneath the covers or he lies below the bed.
He's the beast upon your shoulder. He's the price upon your head.
Jethro Tull ~ Beastie ~ 1982
Thanks to Models: Jay Stormborn & Nick Redcreek
Taken at Pendle Hill Sim maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Pendle%20Hill/174/125/28
Dramatic 1928 Mercedes Benz 680 S short chassis Torpedo by Saoutchik....the last surviving of 3, and Best in Show at the 2013 Pebble Beach Concours.
In the infancy of the automobile, decades before the advent of mechanised production lines and six-figure build numbers, the private car could be as unique to its well-heeled owner as a handmade shoe or bespoke suit. During the early 1900s, the car was also an art form, a source of individual expression that made minor celebrities of the men creating them and established an enduring mythology around their rarefied craft. Perhaps the most visionary of these traditional coachbuilders, sought-after by the great and good across Europe and beyond for almost half a century, was Iakov Savtchuk, better known today as Jacques Saoutchik.
Born in western Russia in 1880, Saoutchik left his homeland at the age of 19, heading with his brother for the bright lights and untold possibilities of fin de siècle Paris. Having trained as a cabinet maker in a small town near Minsk, Saoutchik was able to join a modest furniture business in the 11th arrondissement from where he quickly became familiar with the machinations and mores of his newfound homeland. His sights as a designer and maker were soon set far higher than mere household furniture; Saoutchik had spied a niche in the newly emerging industry of the motorcar.
In 1906, having formerly adopted a more western interpretation of his name, Saoutchik set up his own coachbuilding company in the nearby district of Neuilly-sur-Seine and began building highly elaborate horseless carriage on bare chassis supplied by automotive pioneers like Hotchkiss and Panhard. In a period where the rules of car-making were loosely defined and the clientele invariably insistent on the finer things, Saoutchik spoke to his market with crystal clarity. Even his earliest creations demonstrated an ingenuity, attention to detail and sheer extravagance that was unrivalled anywhere in the world.
At the Concours d’Élegance de La Grande Cascade, an exhibition designed to introduce Parisian high-society to the wonders of the automobile, Saoutchik’s display was the star attraction, the combination of elegant design and peerless quality cementing his reputation as the definitive ‘manufacture de voitures de luxe’. Cars such as the 22 CV Berliet, completed in 1907, offered a fit and finish hitherto unseen, the lustre of its bodywork and jewel-like details captivating audiences from across the social strata.
Orders began to flood in, from aristocrats and wealthy industrialists to international royalty as far afield as Norway and Spain. In 1911, a commission arrived at the modest premises at 46 Rue Jacques Dulud to design the original Popemobile, built with such characteristic discretion that no pictures have survived.
After the end of the First World War, Saoutchik rose to new heights, developing what was known as the ‘transformable’, versatile and adaptable car bodies that could be fully open or fully closed and a variety of combinations in between. It was during this period that Saoutchik’s flamboyance and attention to detail began to be matched by his innovation. Patents were filed for a wide variety of inventions, including an adjustable windshield, a convertible roof, a window-lowering mechanism and cantilevered doors.
As the century progressed, Saoutchik’s creations evolved in step with rapid and dramatic societal change, becoming increasingly more modern and adventurous as the Art Nouveau landscape around him reshaped contemporary fashions. He supplied cars to the new royalty of Hollywood, Douglas Fairbanks and Mary Pickford famously exporting to their Los Angeles home a Saoutchik-bodied six-cylinder Delage coupé that they had alighted upon at the Paris Salon in 1921. In advertising material, ‘J. Saoutchik, Carrossier De Luxe’ became ‘Le Carrossier En Vogue’, with the promise that his cars were ‘adoptes par les femmes élegantes et sportives dans le monde entire.’ Beautiful to behold, Saoutchik’s cars were even more remarkable to experience first-hand, with sumptuous interiors using exotic hardwoods and finely hand-stitched quilted leathers to provide a level of luxury unprecedented and unrivalled in the world of private transportation.
By the mid-1920s, Saoutchik was working in close cooperation with most of the established engine and chassis builders, with Rolls Royce, Bentley Hizpano-Suiza, Isotta-Fraschini, Minerva and Mercedes all on the books. In 1927, he travelled to the US to visit his brother and engage in some urgent consultancy work for a failing Pierce-Arrow. He returned emboldened by many aspects of American automobile design, bringing the nouveau riche grandiosity of the East Coast aristocracy back to Europe and deploying it with new found vigour.
Meanwhile, developments in third party engineering and Saoutchik’s own manufacturing processes were also allowing the traditional, upright carriage of the earlier part of the century to be abandoned in favour of increasingly rakish designs with lower roof lines, sweeping pontoon fenders and vast bonnets. Stately elegance was now sharing space with a new-found dynamism and potency, and the late 1920s became a something of a Zenith for Saoutchik, his cars the perfect accompaniment to an age of excess. (Hagerty)
Exclusive in every way, It showcases some of the more exotic materials available to the coachbuilders of the day. The hides used to create the lizard skin interior were supplied by Alpina, a company that sourced products from the French colonies in Southeast Asia. The beautiful trim wood, known as Purpleheart, was also sourced out of the French colonies in South America.
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.... Thus prolonged infancy shapes human desires in two contradictory directions: on the one hand, on the subjective side, toward omnipotent indulgence in pleasure freed from the limitations of reality; on the other hand, on the objective side, toward powerless dependence on other people. The two tendencies come into conflict because the early experience of freedom and absorption in pleasure must succumb to the recognition of the reality-principle, in a capitulation enforced by parental authority under the threat of loss of parental love ...
(N.B.)
When Conrail was in its infancy and definitely before it was called Big Blue, you could wander into the IHB's Blue Island yard, whose east end was in Riverdale, and find this kind of stuff every day. They kept the neat stuff on the north side of the Harbor's yard, like this Reading GP35, stuffed between an EL U25B and a PennCentral GP35. Front and rear coupled? Yeah, I don't care, I'd still shoot it. How could you walk away from this scene without burning some film? Sometimes, I feel sorry for "purists" who wouldn't touch this.
Shang-Chi was born in Honan province, China, and is the son of Fu Manchu. Shang-Chi was trained from infancy in the martial arts by his father and his tutors. Believing his father was a benevolent humanitarian, Shang-Chi is sent on a mission to London to murder Dr. James Petrie, who his father claimed was a threat to peace.
After assassinating Petrie, Shang-Chi encounters Fu Manchu's archenemy Sir Denis Nayland Smith, who tells Shang-Chi his father's true nature. Realizing Smith is telling the truth, Shang-Chi escapes from Fu-Manchu's Manhattan headquarters, telling his father they are now enemies and vowing to put an end to his evil schemes.
Shang-Chi subsequently fights his adoptive brother Midnight, who was sent by their father to kill Shang-Chi for his defection, and then encounters Smith's aide-de-camp and MI-6 agent Black Jack Tarr, sent by Smith to apprehend Shang-Chi.
After several encounters and coming to trust one another, Shang-Chi becomes an ally of Sir Denis Nayland Smith and MI-6. Together with Smith, Tarr, fellow MI-6 agents Clive Reston and Leiko Wu (his eventual love interest), and Dr Petrie, Shang-Chi goes on many adventures and missions, usually thwarting his father's plans for world domination.
Shang-Chi occasionally encounters his half-sister Fah Lo Suee, who leads her own faction of the Si-Fan but opposes her attempts to co-opt him into her own schemes to usurp their father's criminal empire.
With Smith, Tarr, Reston, Wu and Petrie, Shang-Chi forms Freelance Restorations, Ltd, an independent spy agency based in Stormhaven Castle, Scotland.[29] After many skirmishes and battles, Shang-Chi witnesses the death of Fu Manchu.
Soon after his father's death, a guilt-ridden Shang-Chi quits Freelance Restorations, cuts ties with his former allies, forsakes his life as an adventurer, and retires to a village in remote Yang-Tin, China, to live as a fisherman.
Although it has never been determined exactly how extensive Shang-Chi's fighting skills are, he has beaten numerous superhuman opponents.
Shang-Chi is classed as an athlete but he is one of the best non-superhumans in martial arts and has dedicated much of his life to the art, being referred to by some as the greatest empty-hand fighter and practitioner of kung fu alive, with even Ares acknowledging him as one of the few mortals who can hold their own against an Olympian without the use of magic.
In addition, Shang-Chi has battled superpowered foes like Ben Grimm of the Fantastic Four in hand-to-hand combat and proved a formidable opponent.
Many of his physical abilities seem to stem from his mastery of chi, which often allows him to surpass physical limitations of normal athletes.
He has also demonstrated the ability to dodge and catch bullets from machine guns and sniper rifles, and is able to deflect gunshots with his bracers.
Shang-Chi is also highly trained in concentration and meditation, and is an expert in various hand weapons including swords, staffs, kali sticks, nunchaku, and shuriken.
Due to his martial arts prowess, Shang-Chi is a highly sought out teacher and has mentored many characters in kung fu and hand-to-hand combat.
Some of Shang-Chi's most prominent students and sparring partners have included Captain America, Spider-Man, and Wolverine.
He is also very in tune with the chi emitted by all living beings, to the point where he was able to detect a psionically-masked Jean Grey by sensing her energy.
During his time with the Avengers, Shang-Chi was given special equipment by Tony Stark. This included a pair of gauntlets that allowed him to focus his chi in ways that increased his strength and a pair of repulsor-powered nunchaku.
Even without such equipment his mastery of Ki enables him to challenge powerful foes like The Builders or even Gamma Mutates.
Originally having no superpowers, Shang-Chi has temporarily gained superpowers on several occasions.
During the events of Spider-Island, he briefly gained the same powers and abilities as Spider-Man after being infected by the Spider-Virus. After mutating into a giant spider, he was cured of his infection by Iron Fist's chi, although at the cost of him losing his spider powers.
In Avengers World Shang-Chi briefly used Pym Particles to grow to immense size.
Following exposure to the cosmic radiation from the Incursions, Shang-Chi was able to create an unlimited number of duplicates of himself.
In the Secret Wars storyline from the Battleworld continuity, Shang-Chi is able to use nine of the ten techniques of the Ten Rings school, which are based on the powers of the Mandarin's ten rings from the mainstream continuity.
Shang-Chi later learns and masters his student Kitten's technique of intangibility and develops a new technique that turns his opponents into stone.
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A year of the shows and performers of the Bijou Planks Theater.
Notable aliases:
Master of Kung-Fu
Brother Hand
Commander Hand
Deadly Hand
Publisher: Marvel
First appearance: Special Marvel Edition no. 15 (Dec. 1973)
Created by:
Steve Englehart
Jim Starlin
Shang Chi is seen in Paprihaven in scenes such as Issue :
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In unexperienced infancy
Many a sweet mistake doth lie:
Mistake though false, intending true;
A seeming somewhat more than view;
That doth instruct the mind
In things that lie behind,
And many secrets to us show
Which afterwards we come to know.
Thus did I by the water's brink
Another world beneath me think;
And while the lofty spacious skies
Reverséd there, abused mine eyes,
I fancied other feet
Came mine to touch or meet;
As by some puddle I did play
Another world within it lay.
-Excerpt from Shadows in the Water by Thomas Traherne
PASTICHE
\pas-ˈtēsh, päs-\
A mixture of different things
Here the clouds and their reflections in the water with the colours of sunset painted onto them combine into a beautiful swirling watercolour like scene. Pastiche. The reflections, a phenomenon that has always left me in awe, repeats the world (in this case of the sky) for our pleasure.
This week the theme is a "Different angle", which can mean photographing something at an odd angle or photographing a favourite location from a different angle than usual. I chose the latter. This location is Cap Brulé, which is a beautiful beach in New Brunswick where I grew up. I usually photograph towards the west where the sun sets and there are cliffs (Here is one example: flic.kr/p/d5pF1m). Today I photographed facing away from the sunset (which itself is a different angle) towards the North-East, and got quite a treat with the beautiful colours reflected into the clouds and water. Then a full moon came out hidden behind these clouds for another set of photos. It was stunning marred only by Attack of the Mosquitos!
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Seven months into the infancy of Conrail and renumberings were quite evident. Some were acceptable by the Conrail "Fallen Flags" followers and some were just plain brutal. Ex EL, exx Erie NW2 #415 has been renumbered and it seemed to me that Conrail had no standardization when it came to dealing with it's "Patch Jobs" at this time. Shop workers probably did the best that they could do under the circumstances. Suffern N.Y. 11-03-1976. Howard Kent Jr. photo.