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Exhibition during Night of Culture in Lublin, 2019.

The brand and type of my car.

Many beers must help to forget the sadness of all those unrequited love letters. No, not really! The small pieces of paper are worthless lottery tickets. But also that means lots of broken dreams!

#Flickr Friday

Letter game: find different letters formed by the trees in the woods.

 

"Cara Claire, ci sono parole "e" e "se" che da sole non hanno nulla di minaccioso, ma se le metti insieme una vicina all'altra hanno il potere di tormentarti per tutta la vita: "e se... e se... e se...". Non so come sia finita la tua storia, ma se quello che hai provato a quel tempo era vero amore, beh non è mai troppo tardi.

Se era vero allora perché non dovrebbe essere vero adesso. Ti serve solo il coraggio di seguire il tuo cuore. Non so cosa si prova con un amore come quello di Giulietta, un amore per cui lasciare le persone care, per cui attraversare gli oceani, ma mi piacerebbe credere che, se mai io dovessi provarlo, avrei il coraggio di tenerlo stretto. Claire se non lo hai fatto prima, spero che tu un giorno lo faccia!"

Do you know this phenomenon with body lotion? As long as the bottle is full or nearly full you have to handle it with care if you don’t want to spread it all over the bathroom. But when the lotion comes to an end, the rest won’t get out of the bottle, not by squeezing, not by shaking… To save the remains anyhow I usually turn the bottle upside down so that the residual lotion can concentrate in the bottleneck – ready to use or precisely not. In so doing there’s always a body lotion in my bathroom standing headlong, until the next one comes... By the time that sight becomes so familiar that I no longer notice the bottle as a task but as a conglomeration of colours, shapes, and signs. So it might happen to get a subject to photograph which probably would not have been a subject when standing the right way up.

 

(BTW: In my next life I will become a natural scientist to find out the relationship between gravity, centrifugal force, acceleration, inertia and whatever fundamental forces of nature play a part in the game with the body lotion. The same unresolved issues exist with regard to ketchup etc. I hopefully will find those answers too.)

 

...three letters that, when uttered in England, prove to be harbingers of doom weatherwise.

 

Simply thinking about them can sometimes disrupt the jetstream and bring rain of biblical proportions in defiance of any forecast.

 

Say them ye not!

A dusty old desk at the abandoned Maison Kirsch full of old letters & postcards.

This is the eastern edge of the Syrian desert that the Iraqis call the Western Desert. It is also described as a plateau and historically has been the home to various Bedouin tribes. I have mentioned before that I went to Syria quite by accident when I planned a trip to go to Petra. Syria became my favorite country when I compared my experience there to the time I spent in Jordan and Lebanon.

 

Recently our Public Broadcasting station aired a movie/documentary on Gertrude Bell. I was enthralled. Have you heard of her? She was a British woman born to an aristocratic family in 1868, She evolved into one of the most extraordinary women of her time.

 

Her story begins when was invited to Iran by an uncle and fell in love with "the east." So much so that she embarked on many excursions there. She eventually stayed in Iraq permanently after WWI ended. She began her trips though the region by exploring the Syrian desert after asking her father for enough gold to hire a caravan of a dozen or more camels and servants to take her on her journey. Her first journey turned into many more.

 

Not only did she brave the harsh elements of the desert, but she learned Arabic and the ways of the Bedouins, Their world became hers. She was accepted because the men thought of her as one of them. The English government eventually saw her as a huge asset when WWI engulfed the region. She was deemed an expert and she was recruited to help them occupy the area of Iraq that they had conquered during the war. Ms. Bell reinvented herself as a diplomat and then as an archaeologist who helped the people of Iraq set up their first museum.

 

In the end, she expressed her conflicted views of her country's involvement in the far away land. Should they be there? What were they accomplishing? She was fully aware of the business interests that the West began to have in the area. America and Europe saw oil reserves and knew it was the commodity needed to control the new age of automobiles and airplanes. This was not why she had chosen Iraq as her home and did not like to see the people she had grown to love be exploited.

 

Gertrude Bell died in 1926 of an overdose of sleeping pills in Iraq. She left behind the photos she had taken, the brilliant letters that she wrote to her family back in England and a place in the history books as the woman who helped create the Middle East we know today.

 

The film, "Letters from Baghdad" incorporates her marvelous photos along side of moving pictures taken of the area. When I saw one photo, I thought, " I have seen this landscape before." (Devoid, of course, of the cafe sign.) I must say a feeling of great wonderment came over me, pondering the fact that unknowingly, I had in some MINOR way, followed the a route of this intrepid adventurous woman.

For Macro Mondays: "Checkered"

Posted for the Saturday Self -Challenge. Actually thought I was late for this...it being a Bank Holiday weekend in UK. Thought it was Saturday yesterday! Anyway, enough of my confusion! ...I spotted an A in this flowery little scene. Or possible two...?

Bug red letters spell out ALPENA in one of the parks we visited on our first day there.

Letters from my grandfather to my father while he was stationed in was what then New Guinea in during WWII.

first of June already. Time to enjoy the summer!

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I like old things. I think I have said this before, but old things make me feel like I am, I do not know, at home more.

 

Commencing tomorrow, I am cooking dinner every night for a week. I really have no idea how that is going to go, so if my posts all of a sudden stop, it is probably because I have died of food poisoning.

 

Did you know that the longest common words using only the top row of letters on a typewriter are ‘proprietor’, ‘perpetuity’, ‘repertoire’ and ‘typewriter’ itself? The longest top-row word of all is ‘rupturewort’.

  

52 in 2016 Challenge

37. Letters

213/365 (3,531)

 

We went to Nymans (National Trust) today and the house is open, after it has been closed for the last couple of months.

O and X

 

Saturday challenge

 

New South Wales, Australia

 

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Still going through my mom's things, I found these letters addressed to my great grandmother from her brother. I love that there was no street address, just the town was enough.

In this world nothing is said, with many words. In the books, there is no more, but with other words.

Christian Bobin – French poet and writer

 

Dans le monde, on ne dit rien, avec beaucoup de mots. Dans les livres on n'en dit pas plus, mais avec d'autres mots.

Christian Bobin – poète et écrivain

   

So the story goes like this:

In the midst of the Hollywood Hills, there is this magnificent home... Sort of opened to the public, sort of not. You aren't supposed to take pictures, but of course, I couldn't help it. The entire semi public property is designed end to end with mosaics and miniature toys cemented in.

It made my heart smile as a little girl to see this place

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and it still does.

I will be going back soon and attempting to enter sneaking in a camera if I can.

 

A little web research upon my return only made the Garden of Oz more legendary. Apparently the Great and Wonderful Oz has given all the children who live nearby a key to get inside whenever they please. And the Dali Llama once sent 15 of his monks to bless the garden which features menorahs, statues, and mandalas from all over the world.

 

(more photos coming sooner or later)

My father kept every letter he received from my mom while he was stationed in Japan and South Korea in the mid-1940's. His journey took him from NY to CA to Japan and S. Korea, from private to corporal to sergeant over roughly 3 years. Detail on the stamps says "Win the War" which is what we need to do now with the virus.

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Ginger bread houses on display ....

I thought this was a cute as a button .....

 

Wishing everyone a great week ahead .....

Model:

Honey (Poppy The Young Sophisticated ooak by me)

 

Fashion credits:

outfit: Liv Doll

sneakers from ebay

Exploring the relationship between doorways and letters.

Hi Gorgeous!

I made 3 new lucky letters for you:

 

❥ Lia for genus

❥ Sue for Catwa

❥ Moa for lelutka evo

 

they come with shape modify included,BOM system

and face & body skin.

 

I hope you like them.

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Letters of day a victory.

A quick shot...nothing special...

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Kryptos is an encrypted sculpture in Washington DC by American artist Jim Sanborn. Find the word Kryptos !!

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