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一張照片的易朽性是非常重要的。如果一張照片會腐朽，我們會說：『感謝老天，我很慶幸我看到了那時刻。』
Perishability in a photograph is important in a picture. If a photograph looks perishable we say, "Gee, I'm glad I have that moment."
- John Loengard, Pictures under discussion by John Loengard , ISBN: 0817455396
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The monument, which translated means "Monument to the Discoveries"
consists of a 52 metre-high slab of concrete, carved into the shape of the prow of a ship. The side that faces away from the river features a carved sword stretching the full height of the monument.
The original monument was built with perishable materials, but it was rebuilt in concrete in 1960, in time for the commemoration of the 500th anniversary of the death of Henry the Navigator.
He is the figure at the tip of the monument, looking out over the river. Behind Henry, on both sides of the monument, are statues of 33 other great people of that era, including explorers, cartographers, artists, scientists and missionaries.
Lisbon, Portugal
Edinburgh Haymarket Station was originally the head office and terminus of the Edinburgh and Glasgow Railway. It was designed by the civil engineer John Miller or possibly by David Bell, who prepared some designs for him in the 1840s. The beautifully proportioned two-storeyed office block is built in stone in a Classical style with a Doric porch or portico. The building has advanced end bays and five centrally recessed bays. By 1845 the railways were booming in Scotland. This led to many changes. People became more mobile, towns were linked, perishable goods could be moved long distances, and economic growth was encouraged.
Created by Cottinelli Telmo (1897–1948) and the sculptor Leopoldo de Almeida (1898–1975), Padrão dos Descobrimentos was first erected in 1940, in a temporary form, as part of the Portuguese World Exhibition, built with perishable materials.
The monument was reconstructed in 1960 to mark 500 years since the death of the Infante Dom Henrique (Henry the Navigator). This time it was made of concrete and rose-tinted Leiria stone masonry, with the sculptures made of Sintra limestone masonry.
Ref: padraodosdescobrimentos.pt/en/monument-to-the-discoveries
After delivering a train of perishables to Union Pacific's Riverdale Yard in Ogden, Utah, SP SD40T-2 No. 8369 drifts toward home rails the morning of June 30, 1986. The 8369 was built new for the Southern Pacific by EMD in April 1978.
Catalina Island, California
1 Peter 1:18-19
For you know that it was not with perishable things such as silver or gold that you were redeemed from the empty way of life handed down to you from your ancestors, but with the precious blood of Christ, a lamb without blemish or defect.
It has already been mentioned that God first loves us before we have the possibility of loving Him. This ontological priority must be always remembered. God could have created beings who could not but glorify Him, and He did so in creating the angels. But in the case of human beings, He created persons endowed with free will, beings worthy of loving Him consciously but also capable of not loving Him. There is no such thing as love through coercion. Divine Love is a reality that permeates creation by virtue of the very act of creation by the Divinity who is also Mercy, Compassion, and Love. But from the human side, it is possible not to love God as it is possible to reject His very existence.
Life in this world is not only a test of our faith, as the Quran asserts, but also of our love for God and the possibility of reciprocating on our own limited level His love for us. As the sacred saying quoted at the beginning of this chapter asserts, it is the right of men and women that God be a lover for them. On the basis of this reality, God asks us to be a lover for Him in the fullness of our free will.
The great impediment to responding positively to this divine invitation is that there are so many other things that can become objects of our love, starting with our own ego. God is aware of this situation, hence the revelation of religions and the spiritual power contained within them, which can disentangle the love of the soul for the transient and the perishable and turn it toward God. When the Sufis speak of love, they are thinking of its liberating and not confining aspect. To love God fully is to possess complete freedom from every other bond, and since God is absolute and infinite, it is to experience absolute and infinite freedom.
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The Garden of Truth by Seyyed Hossein Nasr
Food, Glorious Food
The pantry was used for storing dairy products and food pickled in whey. Meat, fish and other less perishable commodities were kept in well ventilated shacks. Large barrels were arranged along the sides of the pantry, while shelves held smaller vessels. The mistress of the house prepared food in the pantry and served it to the members of the household in their eating bowls, askur, or other containers. They carried them into the badstofa to eat.
1. Large ASKUR for serving up food.
2. Jug for a mixture of whey and water, a refreshing cool drink.
3. Por for roasting coffee beans, imported COFFEE GRINDER, and Icelandic stone COFFEE GRINDER.
4. COPPER POT with a flat bottom and lid, and two handies. On the handle is the date 1791 AD. It was last used for dyeing.
5. Рот for open hearth. In the handles are hooks, used for lifting the pot off the hearth. On the stone slab is a HORSEHAIR SCOURER for pots, and a SPATULA for scraping the inside of pots
6. Ротноок for hanging pots over the fire. The pot could be raised and lowered to adjust the heat.
7. BREAD MOULD with mirror writing. The inscription could be read correctly from the loaf.
8. WOODEN LADLES and SPOON. The wooden spoon was used for stirring pots.
9. TUREEN. Large turned WOODEN BOWL with lid, with carved handles on either side. From Hornstrandir, a region famed for wooden artefacts made of driftwood.
10. FISH PLATTER. Boiled fish was served on the platter, with melted suet in the centre.
11. FISH SPATULA for lifting fish from the pot. From the West Fjords about 1850.
12: SMALL MULTIPURPOSE WOODEN CANISTER.
13. CHEESE PRESS for pressing out excess whey and compressing the cheese. On the bottom are holes to allow the whey to drain off. A heavy weight was placed on the lid.
14. MILK PAN in which milk was left to separate out. When the cream had risen to the top of the milk, the skimmed milk was tapped off at the bottom.
15. WOODEN MILK PAIL. All utensils used for milk were made of wood.
16. CHURN for churning cream into butter.
17. MILK WHISK. For whipping lightly curdled milk.
18. SIEVE FOR skyr. The sieve was lined with cheesecloth, and milk curd, skyr, placed inside. Excess whey drained off the skyr. The soured whey was used for preserving food, or mixed with water to drink.
19. MILK TRUG in which milk was left to separate. When the cream had risen to the top, the trug was tipped, and the cream was held back with one hand while the skimmed milk was poured off.
20. LARGE WOODEN BARREL for storing skyr and other foods pickled in whey for the winter.
Carta (Sibiu County): Cistercian monastery
The city and monastery of Carta are located 43 km from Sibiu on the road to Brasov. Here are preserved the ruins of the Cistercian monastery, one of the oldest and most important monuments of the primitive Gothic church in Transylvania. The Cistercians are a monastic order originating in France and widespread in several countries.
The Carta Cistercian Abbey played a major role in the political, economic and cultural history of medieval Transylvania, as well as in the introduction but also in the dissemination of Gothic art in the inter-Carpathian space.
The monastery was founded in the years 1205-1206 by King Andrew II of Hungary.
The beginnings of the monastery are confirmed with the erection of its first buildings, used, as the Cistercians used it, from perishable materials, that is to say wood. These can be dated with relative certainty between the years 1205-1206.
The stone parts of the monastery will be erected between the years 1220 and the end of 1230. The construction of the monastery was carried out in two main phases of execution, chronologically interrupted by the great Tatar invasion of 1241.
In the first phase of construction, which has stylistic characteristics dependent on the late Romanesque, the general plan of the monastery was drawn, the walls delimiting its inner courtyard being raised to a height of 3-4m above the ground.
In 1260, after the assassination caused by the Mongol invasion in the spring of 1241, construction work will resume under the direction of a new architect, trained in the environment of mature Gothic, and with the contribution of a workshop of stone with an eclectic structure.
By 1300, the church and the eastern wing of the Charter Monastery were completed, with the completion and construction of the southern wing of the abbey continuing for approximately two decades.
The fierce struggles with the Ottomans from 1421 to 1432 and the decline of the order made the church and its monastery a ruin. This also led to its closure by King Mathias Corvin in 1474.
However, the west facade is still standing and above the Gothic portal is a large rose window. The tower attached to the facade was built later, in the middle of the 15th century, and its transformation into a bell tower took place later.
Currently, the monastery no longer has all the original buildings and annexes, many of which collapse. The vaults of the huge church have collapsed and there are only a few exterior walls and two interior beams (south and north). To the south, there is still a single Roman column, and the side ships, according to the Cistercian plan, end in a small square choir. The main ship no longer has a ceiling - in its place is a cemetery in memory of the German soldiers killed in the First World War.
The Reformed Church today occupies only the choir and the apse of the old basilica. The Gothic portal has probably been moved from a side entrance and its profile betrays Gothic influences.
Numerous examples of the tombs of the founders of Cistercian churches allow the existence of a royal necropolis under Carta.
The River Tamar forms the boundary between Cornwall and Devon. Rising only 4 miles from Bude and the Atlantic Ocean, the it flows south, slowly at first, for nearly 50 miles to the English Channel. In its middle reaches, the River Tamar winds its way through steep wooded country. This is also an area strewn with the relics of two centuries of mining.
Alongside mining, the Tamar Valley was famed for its cherry and apple orchards. Today it is hard to comprehend that this landscape, mostly shrouded in scrub and woodland on the steep valley sides, supported an industry of eight to ten thousand people at the height of the season in the 1950s, more than the entire population today.
The market gardens were known as “gardens” and were nearly all family-run, generally of only three to four acres and on sheltered south-facing slopes. The tidal river helped reduce frost and the steep valleys sheltered the holdings from the south west wind. For almost a hundred years the valley was the "earliest" strawberry growing area in the country.
It was the arrival of the Great Western Railway, which reached Plymouth in 1849, bridging the Tamar to Saltash in 1859, coupled with the growing pool of unemployed mining labour that made this horticultural revolution possible. The key to the industry's success was the speed with which the railway delivered perishable fruit to distant markets - particularly Covent Garden in London - within twenty-four hours of being picked.
Until mechanisation in the 1950s the gardens were largely worked by hand. “We didn't get backache on the hills because you weren't bending over all the time like you would on flat ground.” Special tools were made to work the slopes such as the 'Tamar Valley dibber'.
In the 1900s as disease became rampant amongst the fruit plantations the growers started to cultivate daffodils on a vast scale. The indigenous Tamar Double White became the valley's most famous flower: “I never met anyone who didn't like Double Whites - they were head and shoulders above other narcissus. The boxes were always lined with blue paper, it really set them off”. Many of the old varieties still flower in hedges and in odd corners where cultivation has long been abandoned.
In 1966, the cuts imposed by Beeching's reorganisation of the national rail system had a severe impact and many of the local stations were left unmanned. This marked the beginning of the end of the industry. Increased freight charges quickly followed and soon freight services completely ceased. Once fruit could no longer be delivered to the markets within twenty-four hours it ceased to be sent. Many growers turned to selling by direct purchase ('Pick Your Own') as well as to the local markets.
Often trade entrances into cities in Historica are modest affairs... not so however in Sultan's Gate! The cities strategic location has seen flourishing trade, which has made some merchants very rich indeed. This allowed the powerful merchant's guild to commission the lift many years before, completed in the grand style to advertise the wealth and power of the city. Goods that are perishable or particularly valuable are often sent by lift to avoid the treacherous climb up the escarpment. The lift is very safe with only a few losses, mainly from overbearing merchants ordering it's use on high wind days. (A local legend has it that a giant roc once bit through the lift chain and made off with the entire box, but this has never been substantiated.) A ride in the lift to the ground and back again is a rite of passage for many of the young thrillseekers in the city, who often try to stow away or bribe the guards for the experience.
Finally got around to taking and editing some pics of my Brickvention model for this year - which was originally going to be my entry into the Sultan's Gate community build on GoH (last year!), but then life happened and suddenly it was 6 months later. :P The lift actually is remote controlled using PF, which was fun to build and operate. Sorry the pics aren't that good but this was quite a challenge to photograph - significant height and length taxed my home set-up, and the large area of white didn't make things easy either.
CSX MP15AC 1138 shoves a single 50' standard height ARMN reefer down the rickety spur to Garden Wholesale Inc. back in 2014. At the time this customer was receiving a car of onions and other vegetables once a week to every two weeks, something that had been done for decades, and there were talks of reactivating the spur to the left leading to Sysco Foods who had just moved in. Design Container was another active customer on the branch who received a boxcar of paper at a similar rate as the Garden. Unfortunately, Sysco never started receiving shipments here and Garden Wholesale was forced to stop receiving rail shipments after CSX's service continued to deteriorate more and more with increased focus on "precision scheduled railroading". In this case, precision scheduled railroading meant leaving a carload of perishables sit in the yard that's less than a mile down the road for a week and a half before making the delivery - the same time it takes for it to make it all the way from Idaho to Jacksonville. Design Container threw in the towel soon after with similar service issues. Now the industrial lead sits disused and engulfed by weeds for going on six years now, with at least two if not three prospective customers who would likely still like to ship by rail but simply cannot tolerate the incomprehensibly bad service offered by the railroad company headquartered in this very city, CSX. Jacksonville, FL
Nothing special here, but just wanted fill in a little gap in my Boston and Albany coverage. The passenger station only a few car lengths behind me is a much more photogenic prop so I prefer it when shooting here in town as I this shot: flic.kr/p/2n1VXDv
But I'm a sucker for all historic elements or anything to add visual interest to the scene so I needed at least one shot with the old brick freight house dating from the 1890s. Virtually every town had one of these back in the day, each with their own team track where boxcars of lcl (less than carload freight) were unloaded and stored for customers to come pick up. Of course those days are long past as the railroads retreated to doing what they are best at, hauling heavy bulk commodities, while consumer goods and perishables shifted to trucks and individual shipments became the drain of UPS, FedEx and now Amazon. Though most of these freight houses have long been rendered asunder, a few remain repurposed by new owners. I never got to see the large one that stood in Palmer into the late 1980s and none remain in any of the major cities along the route, but this one still stands in its original location witnessing the passage of a dozen trains a day, none that will ever again stop.
Here is one of those trains, CSXT train I022 (daily Syracuse to Worcester premium intermodal), hustling east past the stalwart structure at about MP 73.5 on what is now modern day CSXT's Boston Sub.
Warren, Massachusetts
Friday March 25, 2022
'Not one of Flora’s brilliant race
A form more perfect can display;
Art could not feign more simple grace
Nor Nature take a line away.'
Montgomery—On Planting a Tulip-Root.
“Souvenirs are perishable; fortunately, memories are not.”
(Susan Spano)
Souvenirs (memories) I store in an old letter case.
It's a special day for us - our son (6) left for his first school trip this morning. Hope he'll return with tons of great memories!
Have a great start into the week!
IMO: 9194476
MMSI: 538005038
Call Sign: V7AO7
Flag: Marshall Is [MH]
AIS Vessel Type: Cargo
Gross Tonnage: 9649
Deadweight: 11791 t
Length Overall x Breadth Extreme: 144.52m × 21.8m
Year Built: 1999
Status: Active.
A reefer ship is a refrigerated cargo ship, typically used to transport perishable commodities which require temperature-controlled transportation, such as fruit, meat, fish, vegetables, dairy products and other foods.
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In the era without refrigeration, when cottages in the countryside rarely had any basement, this sort of deep cellar for storing perishable food supplies was very popular. Cold in a summer, always above freezing point in a winter. Cream, butter, cheeses and meat stayed fresh much longer than in a cottage.
Jagodne Poland
There was a magic light on that fateful morning, "the morning that was about to not happen at all". That sunrise seemed to last far longer than usual... It sometimes happens, and, while the origin of such a phenomenon remains mysterious, it is most certainly a blissful gift.
It was ebb tide, and there were some wide, perfectly still tidal pools that were reflecting perfectly that wondrous light and sky, producing a stunning effect. There was something woven into that interplay between the sky and the waters. There was meaning. For some precious, apparently endless minutes, I felt one with the cosmos.
Newton's law of universal gravitation was one of the most stunning breakthroughs in the history of mankind. It revealed the origin of Kepler's laws of planetary motion. It allowed astronomers to predict the passage of comets, most famously Halley's. It allowed astronomers to predict the existence of previously unknown planets in our cosmic neighborhood. Yet its single most important contribution to our worldview was the realisation that the whole universe is governed by the same laws. It was a dramatic paradigm shift: we were no longer confined within a special region of the universe, made of imperfect, perishable matter, governed by ad hoc laws in opposition with the perfect, eternal harmony of the spheres—a terrestrial world made of pain, corruption, decay, and death due to our sinful nature. Newton's law eradicated this deeply rooted worldview and showed that everything everywhere obeyed the very same fundamental laws. That we are made of the very same stuff as the whole universe. That the pains of life and the unavoidable decay and death of everything on Earth were not divine punishments but the regular course of Nature. Starting from that point, we found out that even the stars die. Even our universe will die, eventually. Maybe, in some way. This does not wipe our struggling and suffering away, of course, but can help us to see our (small, oh, how small...) place in the whole and, maybe, to find meaning in a meaningless universe. Well, all these thoughts, that have taken so much time to be laid down in words and to be read by you right now, were crowding my mind all at once as I was capturing this exposure bracketing, in the funny way thoughts can overlap and mingle into each other, coexisting all at once. I have shared the result of my photographic endeavour and the thoughts that make it meaningful to me, so I should have accomplished my mission. I hope that you like my work, and I wish you a good life, feeling one with the universe.
Explored on 2024/06/22 nr. 59.
Laura and I were on one of those little, precious vacations of ours. We were at the seaside, at Milano Marittima (i.e., Milan-on-the-seaside, but the name of the place should not fool you: it is more than 300 km from Milan). We had a wonderful, intimate time - and I went chasing sunrises, earning three sunrise sessions in four days. I am normally careful not to photograph too much and too seriously on such occasions, even when the place is luring me, since my main focus is on us being together. Yet I am somehow lucky to have a thing for sunrises, since this allows me to dedicate some time to photography that does not weigh on our precious together-time - indeed, when I am back, she is usually still asleep. So here I am with a shot from my first session, and the best one (we'll see if I can squeeze something worth your attention from the other two).
I have obtained this picture by blending an exposure bracketing [-2.0/-1.0/0/+1.0/+2.0 EV] by luminosity masks in the Gimp (EXIF data, as usual, refers to the "normal exposure" shot).
As usual, I gave the finishing touches with Nik Color Efex Pro 4 and played a bit with dodging and burning.
Raw files were processed with Darktable.
I originally planned to go into New York City to photograph counterfeit Louis Vuitton bags. I wanted to blog about the frequent sightings of Coach, Burberry, and Louis Vuitton handbags at CVS. In my naivety, I used to believe all the bags were authentic. However, I believe now that while the majority of the Coach and Burberry bags were real, the clear majority of Louis Vuitton fashions were counterfeit. My suspicions were confirmed upon my numerous conversations with customers about their handbags. Many of them would mention they "fell off the truck" at Canal Street when I commented about their pretty handbags. In fact, the only confirmation of an authentic Louis Vuitton fashion was from a man who had a Vuitton wallet. When I asked him about the plethora of counterfeits running around, he also mentioned Canal Street. He has seen the counterfeits himself and they look absolutely authentic. I, too, had to see these gorgeous counterfeits. Thus, began an excursion to Canal Street to start my Blackout Day!
Paul accompanied me on this excursion to the City. We were supposed to have lunch with our friend Peter, but he was unavailable and would soon disappear into a cellular void. We headed into NYC via the Newport/Pavonia PATH station and then hopped out on Christopher Street only to hop into a subway to take us to Chinatown and into the heart of mystery.
We noticed alot of scenes like this on Canal Street. Hordes of people would gather around in a small circle while a Chinese merchant would quickly lift up a tarp covering a table in order to reveal the counterfeit merchandise beneath; all the while, the merchant would nervously glance up and around the sidewalk area. Presumably they were looking for cops, but maybe they were just looking for suspicious activity counter to their own. The merchant in this picture quickly closed up shop and sent the customers away after he caught me taking pictures of his business.
Paul and I continued to walk along Canal Street observing the suspicious activities of the day. Merchants would often not even have the counterfeit merchandise underneath the tarp. They would just have a paper with pictures of all the products with them. After a customer chose a product, the merchant would then retrieve the fake Vuitton bag. I found it extremely difficult to photograph a bag because there weren't any around! I was also afraid that merchants would try to seize my camera or break my legs if they caught me taking pictures of them.
I walked into a store and saw this woman clutching a Vuitton bag. My eyes immediately lit up and I asked her (in spanish) if I could photograph her bag. I finally had a photo of a Vuitton bag! Her companion insisted that it was a real bag when I asked about its authenticity. I'm not sure whether to believe him or not. Later in the day, I would continue to ask people if I could photograph their Vuitton bags, only to receive strange looks in return. I would end up just photographing their bags without their permission.
We then made a quick stop at City Hall to photograph the infrastructure in order to "examine" its vulnerabilities and weaknesses. After I took this photo, the officer of the USMS SDNY (United States Marshal Service - Southern District of New York) who is pointing on the left, walked up to me and ordered me to stop photographing government property. I burned with rage as I wished again for a hidden camera. After this encounter, we went to Union Square for a drink at the Heartland brewery. We both had their Indiana Pale Ale, which was pretty good. Paul and I planned to head over to the Williamsburg section of Brooklyn for a drink, then head back here to buy a gallon of beer to take home. Little did we know what was in store for us on the subway to Brooklyn.
This is the subway car I was trapped in for over an hour. This L-line subway left the 1st Avenue station and was heading over to Brooklyn when at about 4:20 the subway stopped and the lights went off. The crew reassured us that it was just the subway line and that things we were going to start moving very soon. However, it was soon apparent we weren't going anywhere, and the problem was probably larger than we expected. After all, where were the cops and fire department to help us? The man in the forefront of this photograph pointed this out. The chickens on the train grew restless as the air got really fucking thick and the temperature must've been around 100 degrees inside the car. People from the cars in front of us began an exodus to the back of the train - it was a light trickle of people at first and then it became quite obvious that people were trying to leave. Some gangbangers in the back of our car climbed out onto the catwalk and disappeared into the darkness. Eventually everyone realized this subway train had to be evacuated. Oh boy!
The procession to the back of the train was slow and aggravating. Apparently only the front and the back of the train had doors open to the catwalk. So we made a run for the back of the train and encountered a mass of humanity in the second to last car, where there was an opening. It was even hotter inside this car than the car we were stuck in because there were so many people jammed together trying to get out. We were all penned in and sharing bodyheat and it was nasty. People in the car started losing their nerves and tried prying other doors open and yelling for people to push and get out of the way. Quite scary. Eventually we all got out onto the catwalk.
The catwalk was narrow and dirty to the max. I refused to touch anything except the girl in front of me ;) Paul would later emerge out of the train station with hands that were black as night. I felt like I was in the Temple of Doom. The tunnel was pitch black, save for a few flashlights of the engine company that was there to assist us. The catwalk would go from narrow to extremely narrow without warning and there were multiple "dirty" obstacles in the way. I luckily used my LCD screen on my camera to help light my way (which unfortunately used the battery power I wish I had later in the night). I tried to shut my camera off for a second to conserve the battery, but I found myself horribly frightened at negotiating the catwalk in pitch black darkness.
After emerging from the darkness back onto the surface, we headed back to Union Square (and we'd be back again!). It was amazing to see all the throngs of people walking uptown on the avenue. It was like thousands of salmon pushing upstream to spawnsville. Cars tried to wrest back control of the streets with intermittent success, but the humans put up fierce resistance. Eventually, the machines were allowed one lane, and pedestrians controlled the rest of the avenue.
We marched onto Times Square, where there were thousands of more people milling around. It was so strange to see the place without electricity. This Square is notorious for light pollution that makes the night seem like the afternoon. John Stossel from ABC's 20/20 was there to work the crowd and report about the courageous self-control the humans have displayed in not looting and actually helping other people out. At this point in time, I was fully expecting a riot come nightfall.
Paul and I decided to check out the Ferry to see if it was a viable means to return to New Jersey. However, it was quite a mess. The lines had to be at least 10 blocks long with no movement in sight. Another pedestrian we talked to said that she had been on line for half an hour and didn't move anywhere - and she even cut the line! So, with that in mind, our next alternative was to walk to the Lincoln tunnel and see if we could walk the tunnel to New Jersey. Who would've thought that it would come to this!?
When we reached the tunnel, it was apparent that there would be no walking, and apparently very limited driving inside the tunnel. Floods of buses came through the tunnel and into New York. Probably every bus in the region came to lend a hand. They lined the streets for blocks and people would walk up to the bus driver's window and ask where the bus was heading. If the destination was suitable, the pedestrians would hop on in. What convenience! We had an opportunity to exit New York and take a bus to Hoboken. Fortunately, we burned that bridge and opted to wait for nightfall and the possibility of social unrest.
There was an obscene number of people sprawled on the ground at the makeshift refugee camp aka Madison Square Garden. I do not know what they were waiting for, but there were alot of them to negotiate through. At this point, we began to scour for food. New York City's resources were being rapidly depleted, we had to get our share. Many bodegas and deli's were closed. Some ingenious entrepreneurs moved all of their perishable foodstuffs and drinks outside onto the sidewalk. The Happy Blackout Day streetfair had begun!
Even more ingenious storeowners parked cars on vertically on the sidewalk with their headlights beaming into this store. One deli that we inexplicably frequented numerous times yesterday had a jeep parked on the sidewalk with its high-beams shining inside. They really ripped us off price-wise, but hey, you pay for the atmosphere.
Radios also played a critical part in hearing about news from the outside world. On more than one occasion, Paul and I would stop to listen in on Julia Poppa of 10/10 WINS The news was never good, but the communal experience of sharing a radio with fellow transient peoples on a pitch black street was comforting.
Sometime during the night, we eventually made our way back to Union Square a third time. We were drawn by the hint of light and the loud sound of rhythmic drum beats. There was a huge orgy of dancing and merriment in the square. The closest thing I can relate it to is the Zion rave scene in the Matrix Reloaded. This place was off the wall - it was a huge celebration of societal goodwill. At this point in time, Paul and I were resting up - Paul bought a 6-pack of Beck's and we eagerly took long swigs in front of the Po-Po! It was a great place to have some beers, eat some Pirate's booty and take in the atmosphere. There would be no rioting tonight, just alot of orgies. After Union Square, we dropped by Washington Square and saw the same festivities being led by NYU frat boys.
Paul and I wandered around for a long time in the dark and kept walking in circles. Eventually we made our way to the Christopher Street station to take the Path home - as usual, there were police officers outside it. However, Paul wanted to go to Battery Park and take the ferry back from there. I relented - I wanted to extend the experience too, but not as long as it would eventually turn out. We first dropped by this park on the Hudson river and watched the Jersey City skyline while drinking beer and sitting on the grass like hippies.
Then there was this hour long trek to Battery Park only to find out the ferry wasn't operating. I think Paul lost his cool here, but he'll really lose it in Hoboken! After a cabbie offered to take us to Newark for $40 (then $30), we found a cool cabbie that would take us back to Christopher Street station for whatever price we found fit. This cabbie was actually heading to Jersey himself since he was low on gas - I hope he found some. Anyway, we finally got on the Path and opted to get off in Hoboken. What a mistake! We anticipated that the car garage would be closed at this hour (1AM) and it would be easier for Jason to pick us up from here. However, Jason wasn't able to pick us up, and Paul's dad would be able to...in Newark. So we went back into the station, waited a little longer in the sweatbox (the entire station was being run on by generator) and finally Paul talked to a PATH employee and found out there would be no more trains coming into Hoboken because the train signals were not working. We got off the last train in Hoboken! Ahhh! Prudence and Expediency were on our side at last when NJ Transit offered to take us and 3 other people to Newark Penn Station, for free! Hooray for NJ Transit! They were the super happy ending to this 15 hour journey of mystery and excitement!
This is my favorite picture of the evening; it was snapped while we were aimlessly wandering the city. In the afternoon I was at unease because I was having negative fantasies about the origins of this event. I felt much more at peace during the dark evening. Yesterday I logged the most miles in a day for my feet, and yet I enjoyed every moment of it. Maybe it was because I will never experience another day like this again. I will never be able to see the stars from the middle of New York City like I did that night. I will never again be able to be in the middle of the financial district, and look up to see the only illumination comes from the moon. What a beautiful sight that was.
There were also some less metaphysical achievements accomplished yesterday. When is the next time I will be able to take a public leak in Battery Park, Greenwich village, Financial District, and some other place in lower Manhattan? I also probably won't be able to walk in the middle of an unlit street while drinking a beer again. Everyone had free reign of the city yesterday, and everyone had a good time at it. Oh yeah, we also saw Jay-Z leave a bar ;)
The apple motif is allusive in many ways. Voluminous and sensuous, it graces innumerable still-life compositions, but it is also traditionally pictured as the forbidden fruit.
One of the leading figures of American Pop art and an early pioneer of environmental and installation art, Claes Oldenburg reveals in his works the hidden potential of everyday objects, making them tangible, soft, and humorous. Oversized foodstuffs such as an ice cream cone or baked potato, often rendered in a somewhat unpredictable way, are frequent elements in his vocabulary.
The perishability and vulnerability of the decaying apple core evinces Oldenburg's consistent preoccupation with the process of decline and death. It is also the residue of a natural ("perfect") form altered ("spoiled") by human intervention. The existential imperative of growth and decomposition - its poignancy once heightened by the lushness of vanitas pictures, with a worm or insect accentuating the moralizing intent - is ironically underscored in Apple Core by both the mock-heroic scale and the "organic" coloring. Ultimately, these very elements, enhanced by tongue-in-cheek sculptural-painterly effects and hard-soft punning (the "rotten" apple has an actual steel core and is fashioned in stiffened urethane foam), make Apple Core an endearing rather than forbidding piece, inviting tactile exploration.
Another photo of this unique sculpture is in comment box below.
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Angkor Thom"Great City", located in present-day Cambodia, was the last and most enduring capital city of the Khmer empire. It was established in the late twelfth century by King Jayavarman VII.:378–382:170
It covers an area of 9 km², within which are located several monuments from earlier eras as well as those established by Jayavarman and his successors. At the centre of the city isJayavarman's state temple, the Bayon, with the other major sites clustered around the Victory Square immediately to the north.
Map of Central Angkor Thom
Angkor Thom was established as the capital of Jayavarman VII's empire, and was the centre of his massive building programme. One inscription found in the city refers to Jayavarman as the groom and the city as his bride.:121
Angkor Thom seems not to be the first Khmer capital on the site, however. Yasodharapura, dating from three centuries earlier, was centred slightly further northwest, and Angkor Thom overlapped parts of it. The most notable earlier temples within the city are the former state temple of Baphuon, and Phimeanakas, which was incorporated into the Royal Palace. The Khmers did not draw any clear distinctions between Angkor Thom and Yashodharapura: even in the fourteenth century an inscription used the earlier name.:138 The name of Angkor Thom—great city—was in use from the 16th century.
The last temple known to have been constructed in Angkor Thom was Mangalartha, which was dedicated in 1295. Thereafter the existing structures continued to be modified from time to time, but any new creations were in perishable materials and have not survived.
The Ayutthaya Kingdom, led by King Borommarachathirat II, sacked Angkor Thom, forcing the Khmers under Ponhea Yat to relocate their capital southeast.:29
Angkor Thom was abandoned some time prior to 1609, when an early western visitor wrote of an uninhabited city, "as fantastic as the Atlantis of Plato".:140 It is believed to have sustained a population of 80,000–150,000 people.
Carta (Sibiu County): Cistercian monastery
The city and monastery of Carta are located 43 km from Sibiu on the road to Brasov. Here are preserved the ruins of the Cistercian monastery, one of the oldest and most important monuments of the primitive Gothic church in Transylvania. The Cistercians are a monastic order originating in France and widespread in several countries.
The Carta Cistercian Abbey played a major role in the political, economic and cultural history of medieval Transylvania, as well as in the introduction but also in the dissemination of Gothic art in the inter-Carpathian space.
The monastery was founded in the years 1205-1206 by King Andrew II of Hungary.
The beginnings of the monastery are confirmed with the erection of its first buildings, used, as the Cistercians used it, from perishable materials, that is to say wood. These can be dated with relative certainty between the years 1205-1206.
The stone parts of the monastery will be erected between the years 1220 and the end of 1230. The construction of the monastery was carried out in two main phases of execution, chronologically interrupted by the great Tatar invasion of 1241.
In the first phase of construction, which has stylistic characteristics dependent on the late Romanesque, the general plan of the monastery was drawn, the walls delimiting its inner courtyard being raised to a height of 3-4m above the ground.
In 1260, after the assassination caused by the Mongol invasion in the spring of 1241, construction work will resume under the direction of a new architect, trained in the environment of mature Gothic, and with the contribution of a workshop of stone with an eclectic structure.
By 1300, the church and the eastern wing of the Charter Monastery were completed, with the completion and construction of the southern wing of the abbey continuing for approximately two decades.
The fierce struggles with the Ottomans from 1421 to 1432 and the decline of the order made the church and its monastery a ruin. This also led to its closure by King Mathias Corvin in 1474.
However, the west facade is still standing and above the Gothic portal is a large rose window. The tower attached to the facade was built later, in the middle of the 15th century, and its transformation into a bell tower took place later.
Currently, the monastery no longer has all the original buildings and annexes, many of which collapse. The vaults of the huge church have collapsed and there are only a few exterior walls and two interior beams (south and north). To the south, there is still a single Roman column, and the side ships, according to the Cistercian plan, end in a small square choir. The main ship no longer has a ceiling - in its place is a cemetery in memory of the German soldiers killed in the First World War.
The Reformed Church today occupies only the choir and the apse of the old basilica. The Gothic portal has probably been moved from a side entrance and its profile betrays Gothic influences.
Numerous examples of the tombs of the founders of Cistercian churches allow the existence of a royal necropolis under Carta.
The Beacon sets to capture the essence of traditional lighthouses and trigger an emotional response from the local community, thus creating a surprising experience at Woodbine Beach. The concept translates into the archetypal lighthouse conical shape, reduced to its simplest expression and conformed to the lifeguard stand proportions. With the support of selected charities and media, we seek to promote The Beacon as a temporary drop-off location for non-perishable items such as canned food or clothes. The Beacon represents an opportunity to establish a permanent network of donation hotspots in Toronto, and a great addition to an urban park environment.
Registration: HP-1939UCG
Named: Baby Rocket
Type: 727-225F
Engines: 3 × PW JT8D-15 s3
Serial Number: 22552
First flight: Aug 19, 1981
UniWorld Air Cargo is a Cargo Airline based in Panama City in Central America. UniWorld began operations in 2019 using Tocumen International Airport as a hub airport to connect air cargo between the Americas and the Caribbean. UniWorld specializes in moving perishables, live animals, and general cargo with regular flights, charter services, and ACMI agreements.
Poster for Aviators.
One of UP's perishable trains from Washington State makes the trip east on the Clinton Sub at sunset. The train is madeup of all ARMN mechanical refers and is heading for east coast points via interchange with the CSXT at Chicago, IL. Surprising this short train was in a 2x1 DP setup.
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In the era without refrigeration, when cottages in the countryside rarely had any basement, this sort of deep cellar for storing perishable food supplies was very popular. Cold in a summer, always above freezing point in a winter. Cream, butter, cheeses and meat stayed fresh much longer than in a cottage.
Jagodne Poland
Just a simple few leaves and a very perishable chicory flower that I had just been photographing, floating in a dish.
Today I walked down the street to get a few grocery stuff and I found the store nearby my apartment was closing! No OJ, no yogurt, no meat... a lot of shelves were empty! I ended up stocking some non-perishables like coffee and canned soup as they were taking 50% off on all goods...
Panasonic LUMIX DMC-LX5
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Wow. I'm amazed that so many people stopped by here for the last couple of days after this made it to Explore. But honestly, I don't think this is the best example of my photos and I believe there are "better" images than this one (well, depends on your taste tho, of course). So if you have time, PLEASE take a look at my photostream too! Thank you! ;-)
In the course of the Federation's ever expanding exploratory activities, many extraordinary phenomena were observed. Particularly perishable specimens had to be analysed on the ground and so roving laboratories were employed to allow speedy analysis of the exotic minerals, flora, and fauna found on newly discovered worlds.
Solar panels allowed for much longer journeys into these boundless vistas.
The 40th anniversary of Classic Space keeps on roving! I actually finished this build well before Febrovery, but didn't manage to photograph properly until recently. The lab is detachable. It has an interior with two scientists, but I found it impossible to capture! (It also has a windscreen below the steering, though it's hard to see here.) All old grey of course.
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Batu Ferringgi | Penang Island | Malaysia
Perishability in a photograph is important in a picture. If a photograph looks perishable we say, "Gee, I'm glad I have that moment." - John Loengard
Best to view LARGE
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Nikon D300
Tokina 11-16mm
Cokin ND8 filter
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La facciata della chiesa, con i suoi fregi e le figure in cotto, riveste un notevole interesse artistico. Si tratta di opere fittili realizzate verso il 1450-1460 circa da maestranze piemontesi che guardano verosimilmente al linguaggio tardogotico d'oltralpe. Nella decorazione della facciata vennero impiegate, oltre a rilievi di personaggi modellati in terracotta, figurine di angeli e putti ed altri motivi ornamentali ottenuti a stampo. La deperibilità del materiale impiegato ha comportato nei secoli numerosi interventi di restauro: i primi risalgono al 1666, mentre all'inizio del XX secolo si dovette procedere ad integrazioni più consistenti (come si osserva dalla tonalità più chiara dell'argilla).
Le decorazioni fittili si dispongono in modo da comporre un'alta ghimberga che arriva con le sue cordonature sino al colmo del tetto movimentando la semplicità della facciata a capanna; essa sottolinea, sul piano simbolico, l'ingresso della chiesa come porta del cielo. La cuspide della grande ghimberga è simbolicamente sorretta da dodici coppie di figure umane, sei a destra e sei a sinistra del portale; in ogni copia si riconosce un profeta (con in testa un pesante berretto o una corona regale) ed un apostolo (con la testa circondata da un'aureola), posti uno a fianco all'altro per sottolineare la continuità tra Vecchio e Nuovo Testamento. Ciascuna figura è sormontata da baldacchino, sul quale si appoggia la figura sovrastante.
Il portale, fortemente strombato, è impreziosito da altre sei figure di santi fra le quali si riconoscono Giacomo il Maggiore, Giovanni Battista, San Pietro e San Paolo. Al centro della lunetta, tra tracce di affreschi ormai illeggibili, è posto il bel rilievo in terracotta con il busto della Madonna col Bambino. Subito al di sopra della lunetta, si innalza una seconda e più piccola ghimberga, al centro della quale è posta la figura del Redentore, mentre sui lati troviamo le immagini dell'Angelo Annunziante e della Vergine Annunciata. Il vertice della piccola ghimberga si interseca con il rosone, nel quale si ripetono in cerchio teste barbate e altri motivi ornamentali.
In alto, nella grande cuspide compare un angelo che reca fra le braccia un tondo raggiato con al centro il monogramma del nome di Gesù reso celebre dalla predicazione di San Bernardino da Siena.
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The facade of the church, with its friezes and terracotta figures, is of considerable artistic interest. These are clay works made around 1450-1460 by Piedmontese workers who probably look to the late Gothic language of the Alps. In addition to reliefs of figures modeled in terracotta, figurines of angels and cherubs and other ornamental motifs obtained by mold were used in the decoration of the facade. The perishable nature of the material used has led to numerous restorations over the centuries: the first date back to 1666, while at the beginning of the twentieth century more substantial additions had to be made (as can be seen from the lighter shade of the clay).
The clay decorations are arranged in such a way as to compose a high gable that reaches with its creases up to the top of the roof, enlivening the simplicity of the gabled facade; on a symbolic level, it underlines the entrance to the church as a gate to heaven. The cusp of the great gable is symbolically supported by twelve pairs of human figures, six to the right and six to the left of the portal; in each copy we recognize a prophet (with a heavy cap or a royal crown on his head) and an apostle (with his head surrounded by a halo), placed side by side to emphasize the continuity between the Old and New Testament. Each figure is surmounted by a canopy, on which the figure above rests.
The heavily splayed portal is embellished with six other figures of saints including James the Greater, John the Baptist, St. Peter and St. Paul. At the center of the lunette, among traces of now illegible frescoes, is the beautiful terracotta relief with the bust of the Madonna and Child. Immediately above the lunette, a second and smaller gable rises, in the center of which the figure of the Redeemer is placed, while on the sides we find the images of the Announcing Angel and the Annunciated Virgin. The vertex of the little gable intersects with the rose window, in which bearded heads and other ornamental motifs are repeated in a circle.
Above, in the great cusp, an angel appears carrying a rounded circle in his arms with the monogram of the name of Jesus in the center made famous by the preaching of San Bernardino of Siena.
Excerpt from www.blogto.com/sports_play/2018/09/screaming-heads-midlot...:
This enchanted garden is less than three hours from Toronto, and, because of it's eerie vibe, is the perfect spot to visit for those interested in the spooky and unusual.
The Screaming Heads are located in Burk's Falls, and is half-art gallery, half-outdoor playground.
This surreal property is owned and operated by the Screaming Heads artist himself, Peter Camani, on his 300-acre land.
Visitors are welcome to wander around and admire the 20-ft concrete sculptures that adorn his gardens, including heads and hands that seem to be exploding out of the earth - making the property feel otherworldly.
Often referred to as Ontario's Stonehenge, the arrangement of the artwork may seem random, but seen from above, you'll discover the concrete sculptures form the shape of a dragon.
The Screaming Heads of Midlothian is open year round, but perhaps is best seen in fall because of the vibrant autumn foliage of the Almaguin Highlands Region.
Although it's free to enter, there is a donation box at the entrance, and visitors are encouraged to bring donations of non-perishable food items for the Burk's Falls and District Food Bank.
In Changpa tribe, women mainly do the milking, cooking, spinning, weaving and raising children, as well as tending the baby animals.
In winter, heavy snow will cut them off from the rest of the world, they have to plan and prepare everything on a summer.
Dairy products are converted into less perishable forms during the summer when the livestock are producing high levels of milk, animals are slaughtered early in the winter, after fattening up in the summer and while the weather is conducive for storage. 📷 : Sony ILCE-A7RM2
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在昌帕部落，婦女主要為孩子們擠奶，做飯，紡紗，編織和撫養，以及照顧嬰兒。
在冬天，大雪會將他們與世界其他地方隔絕，他們必須在夏天計劃和準備一切。
夏季，當牲畜生產高水平的牛奶時，乳製品會轉變為不易腐爛的形式，在夏季發胖後且天氣有利於儲存的情況下，冬季初將動物宰殺。
Carta (Sibiu County): Cistercian monastery
The city and monastery of Carta are located 43 km from Sibiu on the road to Brasov. Here are preserved the ruins of the Cistercian monastery, one of the oldest and most important monuments of the primitive Gothic church in Transylvania. The Cistercians are a monastic order originating in France and widespread in several countries.
The Carta Cistercian Abbey played a major role in the political, economic and cultural history of medieval Transylvania, as well as in the introduction but also in the dissemination of Gothic art in the inter-Carpathian space.
The monastery was founded in the years 1205-1206 by King Andrew II of Hungary.
The beginnings of the monastery are confirmed with the erection of its first buildings, used, as the Cistercians used it, from perishable materials, that is to say wood. These can be dated with relative certainty between the years 1205-1206.
The stone parts of the monastery will be erected between the years 1220 and the end of 1230. The construction of the monastery was carried out in two main phases of execution, chronologically interrupted by the great Tatar invasion of 1241.
In the first phase of construction, which has stylistic characteristics dependent on the late Romanesque, the general plan of the monastery was drawn, the walls delimiting its inner courtyard being raised to a height of 3-4m above the ground.
In 1260, after the assassination caused by the Mongol invasion in the spring of 1241, construction work will resume under the direction of a new architect, trained in the environment of mature Gothic, and with the contribution of a workshop of stone with an eclectic structure.
By 1300, the church and the eastern wing of the Charter Monastery were completed, with the completion and construction of the southern wing of the abbey continuing for approximately two decades.
The fierce struggles with the Ottomans from 1421 to 1432 and the decline of the order made the church and its monastery a ruin. This also led to its closure by King Mathias Corvin in 1474.
However, the west facade is still standing and above the Gothic portal is a large rose window. The tower attached to the facade was built later, in the middle of the 15th century, and its transformation into a bell tower took place later.
Currently, the monastery no longer has all the original buildings and annexes, many of which collapse. The vaults of the huge church have collapsed and there are only a few exterior walls and two interior beams (south and north). To the south, there is still a single Roman column, and the side ships, according to the Cistercian plan, end in a small square choir. The main ship no longer has a ceiling - in its place is a cemetery in memory of the German soldiers killed in the First World War.
The Reformed Church today occupies only the choir and the apse of the old basilica. The Gothic portal has probably been moved from a side entrance and its profile betrays Gothic influences.
Numerous examples of the tombs of the founders of Cistercian churches allow the existence of a royal necropolis under Carta.
Join us today, Feb, 24th., 1pm SLT for the opening party with music by Haze and Frenzy ♥
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"NON-PERISHABLE is an exhibition consisting of ready-made objects assembled in a way that explores color associations and the emotional connections that people make with objects. The artist, Marina Münter, has created a series of installations using shipping containers of corresponding colours, each accommodating carefully selected objects that are arranged in a precise and deliberate manner.
The assemblage of objects within each container invites visitors to explore the connections between them and reflect on their own emotional associations. Through this process, Münter encourages us to consider the ways in which we attach meaning and value to the objects in our lives, and how these associations shape our understanding of the world around us.
By presenting these objects in a scenographic assemblage, Non-Perishable creates a visually stunning display that draws the viewer in and immerses them in a world of colour and form."
Difficult Conundrum
Peri Copae
curators
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GBTH Magazine #14 - Interview with the artist
Taxi.
This very dead artichoke has been dead for quite some time. It was a prop for a scavenger hunt -- hollowed out and made into a lantern. After, I just stuck it in the fridge before we went away. More than a week later, it's still in there. LOL
Xavier's amazing inspiration image is in comments...
For We're Here - Dirt. The beauty of decay.
Put some zing into your 365! Join We're Here!
Translation of the poster by ChatGPT:
Donate now
Donate non-perishable food and personal hygiene products to people in need.
On the path to tomorrow
InnovaLUG presents the Isles of Aura! Pop in some earbuds and listen as you look!
The 18th day of the 9th month.
I find myself in an irritating situation. A sudden storm struck two nights ago and broke the mainmast on my trusty trading ship. My partner took the boat to the nearest town to repair it while I took inventory of our remaining supplies, but that was many hours ago and he should be back. Probably off chit-chatting with his friends in town. He always was one for listening to all the gossip. He better get back before the trade winds turn or we’ll have a long wait and will lose some of the perishable goods. Hmmph.
Renier is a traveling merchant and peddler who makes his living transporting merchandise from one far-flung island to another, trading goods with farmers and settlers who rarely travel to cities and towns. This is his supply depot, a place to store goods between trips.