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Low angle view at the busiest junction along Petaling Street, Kuala Lumpur.
Kiev 88CM, Carl Zeiss Flektagon 50/4, Fujifilm Reala
Looking Diamond Head along the Waikiki beachfront from the 1927 Royal Hawaiian Hotel. Vintage red-bordered cardboard mount “Kodachrome Transparency Processed by Kodak” slide produced between 1955 and 1959 from a group of 1956 slides.
Photo details
- 1941 Outrigger Canoe Club, far left center
- 1901 Moana Hotel
- 1952 Surfrider Hotel's beachfront palm tree
- 1941 Waikiki Bowl
- 1912 Steiner Beach House
- 1928 Waikiki Inn and Tavern
- Diamond Head crater in the distance, right
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All done and I sit on the sofa, camera at hand and look around with satisfaction.
I see some details that I am particularly happy with...
Have a magic time, take care of each other and yourself, Magda. (*_*)
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Its been a wee while since I produced a B&W and so I thought this scene would fit the bill. The original photo was taken late in the afternoon.
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Normally I try to be careful to portray the animals so that you (at first glance) do not necessarily realize that they have been taken in the zoo.
But in this case (or better cage): It fits ;)
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The last in my African street photography series is I think my favorite. This is a magical moment caught on a boat in the Zambezi River. I am not sure what Mother and daughter saw, maybe an elephant or baboon at the side of the river, but it created this delightful moment.
Camera Canon EOS 50D
Exposure 0.006 sec (1/180)
Aperture f/1.8
Focal Length 85 mm
ISO Speed 200
Exposure Bias 0 EV
Flash Off, Did not fire
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St Mary Magdalene, Debenham, Suffolk
Debenham is unusual, because it is the largest settlement in East Anglia that the Victorian railways never reached. There was a plan during the 20th Century for trains to serve it, as we shall see. But Victorian industry never troubled it much, except for a brick factory, and because of this it has a quite different character to other Suffolk places of its size.
It is softer, more pastoral, with elegant little shops lining its high street.This isn't a place many people pass through, unless on the back road from Ipswich to Eye. It is more a place that tourists know to be beautiful, and local villages look to for amenities - the Co-op, the school, the sports centre. White's Suffolk Gazetteer of 1844 found about 3,500 people living in and around it, and I do not suppose that there are many more than this today.
St Mary Magdalene is a large, surprisingly urban church. But why not? For in larger places, it is the town that has become more urbanised, not the church. Most towns were once like this. It is set back on a rise above the old market place, although most people will approach it from the west, beside the little parish hall on the high street. Here, the first thing to admire is Suffolk's grandest galilee porch, with its former chapel above. These western porches are most unusual: there is a similar one at Bottisham in Cambridgeshire, and one on the round tower at Mutford. The western extension at Lakenheath was never a porch at all. So here is an experience to savour: you enter the church through a series of unfolding spaces, so that finally opening the double west doors into the nave comes as a surprise. You step out from beneath the recently restored tower. The porches and aisles clustering beneath it create the sense of a cruciform building, which of course it isn't. It is certainly a very old tower, though, with evidence of Norman and even Saxon work on the lower reaches. The upper decorated stage is 14th century, and looks rather unusual for Suffolk, the bell openings being so close to the battlements. This is because it had to be truncated after being struck by lightning in the 17th century. Perhaps its squatness is rather charming. The ring of 8 bells is considered one of the most mellow in the county, and the space beneath them, has several of those boards recording remarkable feats of bell-ringing.
You step into a big church made gorgeous by the brick patterning of the floor, the fruit of Debenham's one major 19th Century industry. Red and white bricks are laid in a diamond pattern, with small floral tiles in the points of the diamonds. It is surely one of the most beautiful church floors in Suffolk, and a sign that, although the inside of this building is almost entirely 19th Century in content and character, this interior is by no means an anonymous one. Grumpy old Cautley pottered about looking for medieval survivals, but this is an interior to enjoy as a whole; as with so many urban churches, the 19th century work contributes to a sense of continuity rather than disrupting it.
There are medieval survivals, as we shall see, but most eyes will be first caught by the striking memorial in the south aisle to John Simpson, who died in 1697. In some ways, this is an unusual date for a memorial of this kind. Here we have a kind of Baroque grandiloquence which will come to full flower for great landowners and heroes over the next half a century, and which will become increasingly secularised until we get the typically entirely pagan 'memorials' of the middle of the 18th Century onwards. But here, Simpson seems concerned to have left the parishioners a catechetical tool, a protestant equivalent of the glass, wall paintings and sculptures intended to reinforce Catholic orthodoxy in the years before the Reformation.
Two other former Debenham citizens lie in the chancel. Sir Charles Framlingham and his wife appear to have been woken suddenly from sleep, their eyes wide and staring, as if terror-struck. Her ruff is fabulous. Their recumbent effigies lie on a rather battered tombchest, its kneeling figures doubtless removed by enthusiastic parishioners of John Simpson's predecessors in the middle of the 17th Century, who misinterpreted them as Saints. What little coloured glass this big church has is up in the chancel, all of it fairly good. The Victorians placed triple lancets in the east, rather than the more familiar large-scale Perp revival, and this creates a sense of intimacy. The crucifixion in the east window is sombre and detailed, but best of all are the figures of St Columba and the Blessed Virgin at the Annunciation that remember the Dove family on the south side.
At the east end of the south aisle, the apparatus for a chantry altar is still in place, with a piscina, and the rood loft stairs opening off of it rather than in the nave or chancel. At the east end of the north aisle is a curiosity, a piscina made up of odds and ends rescued from elsewhere, including a fine 13th Century Bishop's head. The font is a rather battered late medieval example, with an elegant 17th Century cover. Above the chancel arch, the rood beam is still in place. Like so many survivors, its bulk must have made the 16th century reformers wary of removing it, lest the church fall down without it.
Just to the north of Debenham, the remarkable Mid-Suffolk Light Railway ran on its way from Haughley Junction to Laxfield (it was planned to reach Halesworth, but this never materialised). This early 20th Century enterprise was the setting for John Hadfield's novel Love on a Branch Line, and was still remembered fondly by older Suffolkers when I moved to the county forty years ago. At the time of the First World War, a spur was built from Kenton Junction to a field just north of Debenham. It was an expensive and hare-brained extension, for permission to carry passengers along this stretch was never obtained, and nor was the last stretch into Debenham itself ever built.
So, Debenham fended off the iron giants to the very last, and they will never come now. Use of the spur for goods traffic was discontinued after a few short years, and the rails were removed. The cost of this spur contributed ultimately to the Middy's demise. Although very little evidence of this company's railway survives today, there are substantial remains of a bridge and embankment of the Kenton-to-Debenham spur on the road to Aspall, about a mile north of the church. The traffic rushes by, but to clamber up on this overgrown ridge is to consort with ghosts.