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Bain News Service,, publisher.
Union Square from a skyscraper, New York
1908 (date created or published later by Bain)
1 negative : glass ; 5 x 7 in. or smaller.
Notes:
Forms part of: George Grantham Bain Collection (Library of Congress).
Title from unverified data provided by the Bain News Service on the negatives or caption cards.
Subjects:
New York
Format: Glass negatives.
Rights Info: No known restrictions on publication. For more information, see George Grantham Bain Collection - Rights and Restrictions Information www.loc.gov/rr/print/res/274_bain.html
Repository: Library of Congress, Prints and Photographs Division, Washington, D.C. 20540 USA, hdl.loc.gov/loc.pnp/pp.print
Part Of: Bain News Service photograph collection (DLC) 2005682517
General information about the George Grantham Bain Collection is available at hdl.loc.gov/loc.pnp/pp.ggbain
Higher resolution image is available (Persistent URL): hdl.loc.gov/loc.pnp/ggbain.00166
Call Number: LC-B2- 31-11
Note how Micki is briefly checking her device and texting in the middle of dinner. This is perfectly acceptable (and even expected) behavior in today's modern highly interconnected multitasking culture. Get used to it. Evolve or die.
Earlier today I found these two bank notes from the old country snuggled in the back of a dusty book. These were in general circulation between 1978 and 1990, and so would have seen me through the end of high school, my two years national service, my three degrees and my initial move to the UK. Fascinating times.
The note is supposed to depict Johan Anthoniszoon "Jan" van Riebeeck, but some National Party bureaucrat screwed up and the portrait on the old bank notes is of Bartholomeus Vermuyden, as painted by Dirck Craey (1650) and currently hanging in the Rijksmuseum. The actual van Riebeeck was far less glamorous as this portrait of him in the Rijksmuseum reveals. Researcher Jonkheer F.G.L.O van Kretschmar has also determined that the popular portrait of van Riebeeck's wife, Maria, was more likely that of Catharina Kettingh, wife of Bartholomeus Vermuyden. The real Maria van Riebeeck (nee de la Queillerie) was as frumpish as her husband - this is the portrait of her in the Rijksmuseum. Worse still, by all accounts the statue in Adderley Street, Cape Town, is not a likeness of Maria either, but of the "wife of the chairman of the Dutch committee that helped to organise the 1952 Van Riebeeck festival in Cape Town." (Giliomee and Mbenga, 2007, "New History of South Africa"). Incredible - you couldn't believe a goddamn thing under the old apartheid regime.
Interesting read here.
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This image is excerpted from a U.S. GAO report: www.gao.gov/products/GAO-14-592
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Kiki @ the pool, this is the first of her
letting go and swimming by herself!
Monday 07 2007
(Note the music refers to the sound from the clip on Vimeo found HERE )
The music is that of Kelly Mulhollan putting a William Blake poem to music the song is called Garden of Love ; off the album
Never Ending Conversation which btw is all classic poems set to (acoustic) music, it was an album from 2005 which for some unknown reason (possibly distribution) was overlooked by critics, baffling since it is such a great body of work. The project was something the artist had dreamt of doing for twenty years, it is a brilliant album.
( see cdbaby.com/cd/mulhollan2 ). he regularly plays in the duo STILL ON THE HILL
I dropped it in the clips assembled here & it was a perfect fit. This is one of my faves to date, similar to one of my most viewed clips on Vimeo is also Kiki swimming. Kiki Swimming
This has been added to the Swimming with K set
This is a video clip. You can watch it on Vimeo:
Please note i'm not a good writer, and I won't mind if you correct me with my grammar in this story. These are completely made up, but I do believe in ghost and demons. Please don't tease me on my beliefs. Okay, so here I go.
"Kesley, where are you?" questioned my mom. I wanted to say i'm right here, but something was happening. I couldn't control my body, and I think something bad happened.
Something answered, "right here mom." I was confused.
"Well get ready for school young one," she demanded with a sweet tone, as usual.
'I' was in the bathroom, and in the mirror I could see myself. My eyes were turning yellow and my skin was slowly getting brighter than before. However was controlling my body did the things I usually did, take a shower, brush my hair and teeth and things like that. Then, 'I' went to my room, and got my private school uniform on. The person continued brushing my long, brown hair.
At the school, the person did everything I did. I was really creepy, so I just thought it was a nightmare. Until, social studies class with Mrs. Jenningston, and she told was all about ghost, demons, and the devil. It is different for every person she said. Then, she looked at me. "Kesley Moore, come up here," she demanded. So, my body came up the the front of the classroom, and Mrs. Jenningston checked me out. "Kesley Moore, what do you think about ghosts?" asked the teacher. I didn't respond. "Kesley Moore, you're not yourself. First you look paler and have yellow eyes. Second, real Kesley would of responded already that she didn't believe in ghost; they are silly stories that made people want to do good."
"May you root in hell; where you f*cking belong," the person said. My hands slowly came up, and made the water fountain leak. Then it leaked so much it covered the whole floor. Then, I forced someone's Iphone down, and killed everyone but me.
I came home like any other day, and did everything else like every other day. "Sweetie, its time for bed," my mom yelled. So, I went to my room, but I didn't go to sleep. I was chanting some unknown things. I sounded creepy. I felt like I was in a horror movie; being trapped inside my own body, chanting. My head started moving all weirdly, and I got up doing some weird dance. Then, my mom opened my door. "Kesley, what are you doing? You are supposed to be sleeping! You are keeping your little brother awake!" My head turned to face mom, and I started to do the weird hand thing again. And, I started to do something that sounded like barking over and over again. I soon grabbed my mom (attention this part is disturbing; if you can't handle it please don't hate me) and started to rip her neck right open. The blood was raining on my nice carpet floor.
"Mommy, whats happening?" asked my little brother, Daniel. He was standing there, scared. Hoping mom was alright.
"Alisha Moore is not with us anymore," I responded with my demon voice. After that, I started to rip his neck opened. And I did.
In early 1943 Lyttleton Ballard’s wife, living in Staunton Virginia, filled out an income tax form for 1942 and mailed it to Lyttleton in Alaska for his signature. It was not returned and Mrs. Ballard made out another form. More than two years later, in July 1945, an envelope was delivered to the Ballard home, now in Charlottesville Virginia containing a water logged envelope and an explanation of the “delay in delivery.” Inside was the tax form mailed in March 1943 that had been discovered in aircraft wreckage. In the interim years the family address had changed from Staunton VA, to Wickford RI, to Bradford RI to Martha’s Vineyard MA and finally to the home of an uncle in Charlottesville VA. Thomas Ballard, son of Lyttleton, gives the postal service a great deal of credit for tracking the family down and delivering the long lost letter. The post office included a letter of explanation with the long lost letter and tax form.
03.07.2012. - Salzburg, Austria (Mirabell Garden / Mirabellgarten) - Pentax K-x; Auto Chinon Zoom 80-200mm 1:4.5-5.6 Macro MC
Today we had a gig in The Hague. We had a lady as a substitute on saxophone. She played really well. So there were two ladies in the band this time.
March 2009.
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6x6 negative scan / Kodak Tmax
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dra-at-helvete:Eiko Ishioka’s design for “The Fall”
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Gown for Catelyn Tully
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What Margaery could wear
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My wife had never seen the Blue Angels perform. How could that be? I learned they winter over in Naval Air Facility in El Centro, CA. They were also getting ready for an airshow there that weekend. We decided to make the drive from Las Vegas and it was definitely worth it. I read El Centro was a training base but no training was going on while we were there so it was a lot of waiting ... and more waiting. It didn't help that there were rain storms in all directions and it was pretty windy. I thought they might bag it (I heard from a spotter that they did not fly the prior two days). Just as we were about to leave I heard the engines fire up. We lucked out and I'm glad we stayed.
The Blue Angels put up five F-18 Super Hornets (this is their first year with this aircraft). For most of the time four Blues stuck together while Blue (tail number) 6 did solo stuff. I don't know the names of the maneuvers they did but they blew our socks off and shattered our ear drums. Plus my neck is still sore for looking everywhere.
Note about the shooting conditions - what a mess - a combination of white, grey, black, and blue skies, just seconds apart. Once the Blue Angels were airborne the smoke they used became a factor, as did the heat haze from the engine exhaust. I'm so proud that my camera was able to track them.
What an amazing show - Heather Jean was beaming from ear to ear but we couldn't hear each other.
I took these photos at NAF El Centro, CA, in mid-March 2021.
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