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The “line_up“ is a paperwork series I developed since 2010. The “liners” are made out of paper (Din A3/A4),
oil paint and graphite. The theme is the hermetical laws of polarity and movement. There is no ending and no beginning in any direction, just an endless movement. You have the possibility to arrange the papers like you want and that makes it an endless playground for my photo-work and the eyes of the viewers.
Yanomano
The Lord Line building opened in 1949 and was at the heart of Hull’s fishing industry. Sadly up to the 1980’s, 6000 fishermen lost their lives at the hands of the sea. The Lord Line building began winding down in 1975 when the dock closed and became completely derelict in 1990. Several fires have damaged parts of the building since 2010.
a wider , earlier view of 7822 foxcote manor approaching the signal that protects pentrefelin crossing
www.youtube.com/watch?v=zL2wGYCINwY&feature=branded
Fotografia hecha con un iPhone 3GS
Dolce Vita, Arroyo de la Encomienda Valladolid
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It was nice of the shop to line them up like that, but they could have made them a bit straighter for me! ;) If I could have reached I would have done it myself... =)
Have a great weekend
50mm @ f1.8
The “line_up“ is a paperwork series I developed since 2010. The “liners” are made out of paper (Din A3/A4),
oil paint and graphite. The theme is the hermetical laws of polarity and movement. There is no ending and no beginning in any direction, just an endless movement. You have the possibility to arrange the papers like you want and that makes it an endless playground for my photo-work and the eyes of the viewers.
Yanomano
A clothes line was a news forecast,
to neighbours passing by.
There were no secrets you could keep,
when clothes were hung to dry.
It also was a friendly link,
for neighbours always knew,
If company had stopped on by,
to spend a night or two.
For then you'd see the fancy sheets
and towels upon the line;
You'd see the company tablecloths,
with intricate design.
The line announced a baby's birth,
to folks who lived inside,
As brand new infant clothes,
were hung so carefully with pride.
The ages of the children,
could so readily be known
By watching how the sizes changed,
you'd know how much they'd grown.
It also told when illness struck,
as extra sheets were hung;
Then night-clothes, and a bathrobe too,
haphazardly were strung.
It said "Gone on vacation now",
when lines hung limp and bare.
It told "We're back!" when full lines sagged,
with not an inch to spare.
New folks in town were scorned upon,
if washing was dingy grey,
As neighbours raised their brows,
and looked disgustedly away.
But clotheslines now are of the past,
for dryers make work less,
Now what goes on inside a home,
is anybodies guess.
I really miss that way of life;
it was a friendly sign,
When neighbours knew each other best,
by what was on the line.
by Marilyn K. Walker
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