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Marco Lucchinelli's success in the Battle of the Twins race at Laguna Seca in 1986 prompted Ducati to name next series of limited edition 750 F1 the Laguna Seca. This edition came with a Marco Lucchinelli decal autograph on the gas tank; and except for slightly different cylinder heads, the engine was identical to that of the Montjuich. There were small improvements to the clutch actuation system and a new clutch slave cylinder and bearing - although the vented clutch cover was retained. Although the Laguna Seca does not have the hard racers’ edge of the Montjuich, it’s still a very capable performer and a desirable, difficult to find F1 derivative.
This super-clean example is in exceptional, complete condition with only 11,798 ORIGINAL km on the clock. While there is some patina from use, the bike presents well, makes all the right (soul-stirring) noises, and goes like a scalded cat. Additional details at www.vintagemotorcyclesforsale.ca.
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Just a lump of snow on the side of the road. I was struck by how pristine it appeared when compared to the usual roadside plow leavings. That and it reminded me of a moment in time:
I was watching a NASCAR race a few years ago, and during the race a portion of the track was sucked up by the downforce on a car. Dale Jr. promptly ran into it and destroyed the front of his car. During the interview after the fact the ever so erudite Mr. Earnhardt was asked what he saw. He said he was just driving along and saw the portion of track leap out of the ground in front of him. He said "...it was about the size of a big ol' chunk of lead...". I laughed until I stopped.
This is also the first image from my new 200-500mm lens. I wanted to see how the bokeh would turn out. Hopefully some more interesting subject matter will pop up in the near future.
How does one pronounce "bokeh" anyway? Bowkay, bookay, boka, boke, background, Priscilla...? I've read the term but never heard anyone use it in conversation.
When I was a tiny girl, my mom would always pick me up and set me beside her in her large comfy chair. I would curl up in her lap, holding a piece of her silky nightgown (the one I am wearing in the photo) or robe in my hand as I fell asleep. It was so comforting for some reason and to this day relaxes me if I feel restless. I am no longer small enough to fit in anyone's lap, nor do I have my mother or the chair, but I find the same comfort in the memory of her and the love she had for me. I miss my mother so much these days and so, naturally, this prompt brought about memories of her before any others. :)
Imperial War Museum North - a fascinating place, both inside & out
Thanks to entropicalfish for the prompt
"Journal Prompt 21 : What is the best piece of advice you have ever received? Words of wisdom are awesome right? Sometimes I just like to read through proverbs to remind myself of all of that good advice. What is the best advice you have gotten?"
"Nie bój się wyzwań."
"Don't be afraid of challenges"
Artwork created by Midjourney from a sequence of text.
Unexpected results using the Latin name (Desmodus rotundus) for the common vampire bat. rotundus is round in Latin so that probably explains the circular results.
Just a quick pick snapped by the piano pedals right before going to sleep, because we were visiting grandsweeties and got to see our very newest grandsweetie for the very first time. No time to play with dolls.
25/30 - 7-25-18 ~ Mini Nanea's photo a day in July
Prompt not followed
Most of Prompt's newer ambulance's are Wheeled Coach Crusaders. This one was seen in the Water Gardens neighborhood in Hammond.
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A view across Barringer Crater in Arizona. This view prompted a fellow visitor to exclaim, "Wow! That's a big hole!"
In fact, the far rim is about a mile from the rocks in the foreground, at the bottom of the image. There is the remains of a mining camp in the center of the image. In the mining camp is a dark rectangle, to the left of the bright area on the floor of the crater. It is a boiler that supplied power, is about the size of a railroad car, and is also about the size of the impactor that created this crater.
photo by Joseph C. Pistritto
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Todays prompt for Shimelles class to use some recycled bits - left over papers wihout cutting into a new sheet. This is a wooden tray I've been meaning to do something with for a couple of years. Painted with a tester pot of paint, used some sheet music bought from charity shop and some leftover papers for the roof.
365/123 I am ready to take writing seriously in 2014. This is our jar of writing prompts, we draw one out each night that we write.
created with prompts using recraftai
inspired by childhood dream of a spooky barn boatride featuring animatronic and costumed characters loosely themed on 70s vintage fast food motifs.
I should mention that this was not a nightmare, but a thoroughly fun child's dream where we were riding through a spooky barn on boats and being served hamburgers, fries, shakes and other common fast food items.
One of the earliest dreams I can recall.
January 8, 2023: I wasn’t going to continue with the @rachelastorauthor #prompts from her @dailyom course, WRITING TO UNCOVER THE AUTHENTIC SELF, but decided I would continue for a few more days as it ventures into something I’ve not touched upon much before as part of my #subversive #selfie #project - #employment #work. I wrote a bit about working at the @ksacouncil on January 7, and it seems apropos to continue that exploration here. Specifically, todays prompt asked me to: “List as many past jobs that you've held as you can think of.”
My earliest memory of volunteering was helping my Mum with the Pancake Breakfasts that were a part of the @williamslakestampede on the stampede grounds.
Also when I was a kid, my Dad hired me to work at his medical office on Borland Street in the @cityofwilliamslake. Every Saturday, I was tasked with weeding the garden beds and keeping the lot clean of any garbage or debris. When I was done that I could come inside and work behind the front counter - greeting patients, pulling their file and escorting them into his office when their appointment time came.
Every August as a kid, I’d help two family friends who were local school teachers, Judy Reed and Marilyn Shore, setup their elementary school classrooms for the new semester. I’d do light cleaning, posting stuff to the walls, and whatever else was needed. I’d help out throughout the year too doing similar work.
Probably when I was in grade 5, I started helping my Mum to cut the grass with an old electric mower they had. I remember the long orange extension cord that ran from the house to the mower, having to be careful not to run it over.
I’ll write more tomorrow about the jobs I had as a teenager.
This is post 8 of my subversive selfie project for 2023.
This photo was also posted on Instagram.
Don't look too closely at stitching, my machine acted up and actually broke down on the top stitching of lining to bag! So sad. I'm no seamstress, I just put things together. I put extra pockets in the inside. Whoops must have deleted it somehow. 1) I'm a blue jeans girl. I wear mostly jeans. I love clothing with pockets, can't have enough pockets! 2) I am not a seamstress nor a tailor and marvel when someone can sew clothing. I can't follow patterns very well. I cut my jeans up without measuring and sewed this purse together just by eyeballing it. I once sewed a leg hole to an arm hole and visa versa. I also bombed Home Economics sewing 7th grade (they wouldn't let me take wood shop as it was only for boys). I had a plaid skirt I was supposed to make, the plaid didn't line up and I couldn't get the zipper right. I was poor and the money for my pattern, material and thread came out of our food money. My mother was mad. I never wore the skirt and never took it home. Of course I didn't have the build for it either but it was the fashion of the time and we were supposed to make a skirt with a plaid fabric. I did go home that summer and I made two pair of short shorts in cotton fabric and scarf tops, my summer attire. I also made a wrap around skirt and sun dress that had no zippers or armholes. I did it just to prove I could make clothing, but it was all cotton and very simple designs I could see from the picture how it went together. I never really made clothing after that. I did make a few simple dresses for my daughter. When I'm following patterns I usually find out halfway through that I didn't do it right and just continue on hoping it will sort itself out now.
Owiny Sigoma Band
Ippodromo del Galoppo - Milano
17 Luglio 2013
Jesse Hackett (keys)
Louis Hackett (bass)
Sam Lewis (guitar)
Chris Morphitis (bouzouki/guitar)
Tom Skinner (drums)
Joseph Nyamungo
Charles Okoko
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In 2009, a handful of London-based musicians travelled to Nairobi in Kenya to collaborate with local musicians there. The project was set up by Hetty Hughes and her friend Aaron Abraham, co-founders of a voluntary organisation called Art of Protest established in order to promote local musicians and rappers. Hetty and Aaron were disheartened by the way they were being sidelined and overlooked, sothey set about inviting some London-based musicians to visit Nairobi and collaborate. It was a loose arrangement… there was no specific agenda other than to bring the musicians together, exchange ideas and enjoy the results.
The traditional folkloric music of Kenya has not received the same global exposure as that of Nigeria, Ethiopia, South Africa or North Africa for example and one of the objectives of this project was to try and build on this. The band draw on a broad spectrum of African influences, from Fela Kuti and Tony Allen to the likes of Thomas Mapfumo and Oumou Sangare, but bar Jesse’s participation with Damon Albarn’s Africa Express, this was the first opportunity for Jesse Hackett (keys), Louis Hackett (bass), Sam Lewis (guitar), Chris Morphitis (bouzouki/guitar) and Tom Skinner (drums) to visit specifically for a musical project.
The boys’ first trip to Nairobi was in January 2009 to meet and collaborate with two Kenyan musicians: Joseph Nyamungo and Charles Okoko who hail from a village up country called Owiny Sigoma. The workshop/rehearsals were a lot of fun and pretty fruitful – “They acted as a skills exchange and a way of sharing our music. We learned some of their songs and they learned some of our songs too,” explains Tom. Finding a studio that could accomodate a 7-piece live band wasn’t easy but eventually they holed up in an amazing disused factory space to record. The resulting four tracks made their way to Gilles Peterson who promptly signed the band to his Brownswood imprint and sent the boys back to Nairobi for another week-long recording session with Joseph, Charles and their extended musical family.
The results are documented on the band’s forthcoming album – a collection of gloriously hypnotic Afro grooves symbolic of the true culture clash between the Luo and London. The project will finally be released on 2nd May 2011, preceded by a 12” boasting a monstrous Theo Parrish remix available exclusively via Record Store Day on 16th April 2011. The Motor City legend stripped back the melodic content to the bare essentials and built one of his trademark twisted trips in a whirlwind session with Floating Points at Eglo Studios, London.
"Left Behind"
Week 18
This week's prompt was "abandoned." I've been wanting to go back and photograph this old farm again for awhile now. So this week's prompt was the perfect motivation to go out there. I'm not sure what happened to this old farm, or when it was left behind to fall apart, but it's been like this for at least 3 years. There's also a spooky old house down the hill from this silo that I might use for another prompt this year.
I had to visit it several times to get a sky I was happy with. I also attempted a long exposure right after I took this photo, but the clouds weren't moving at all. Even a 3 minute exposure time wasn't long enough to show any decent movement. This photo is also eligible for the extra credit of "HDR."
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“Entering, I think, his teens, Thomas was removed to another school then in great repute, at Prescot, of which Mr [Teatle?] was master. There he made a great proficiency both in writing and accounts or arithmetic. Had he remained there a little time longer, his master expressed his opinion very confidently that he should have made a first rate Pensman out of him. But my Father had other views about him, and thinking that he wrote sufficiently well for any useful purposes, placed him under the care and tuition of Mr Hayes who was afterwards steward at Knowsley Hall, but was then employed in measuring and mapping the Derby Estates in the south of Lancashire, that he might learn practical [measuration ?] on the field, where it was best taught. Accordingly he accompanied Mr Hayes through several townships about Ormskirk, viz Burscough, Bickerstaffe I think, and perhaps Rainsford, in all which Lord Derby has large landed possessions...
Having now arrived at the age of fifteen years, and having long laid aside his boyish frolics and subsided into a staid and promising young man: for a man he appeared to be in stature if not in years; it was in contemplation to put him to some business or some pursuit to which his own inclinations might lead him, or for which his sound English education might have fitted him.
It was then, when the choice of a state was to be made, Thomas declared to the surprise of most, and to the regret of some, that his predilections leaned to the Ecclesiastical state and that in order to fit himself for it he wished to repair to the English secular College at Douay, then in its highest repute. After some delay to ascertain whether he persisted in his choice, he was received into that College of which The Revd Mr Wm Gibson -afterwards Bishop- was President, and our relation Mr Daniel was Vice-President .”
[John Penswick, from a letter preserved at Ushaw College Library, ref. GB 0298 UC/H410]
The suppression of Catholicism in England from 1559 onward prompted some Catholic clergy to relocate to the European mainland and there establish places of learning where young men could, in conditions of relative safety and security, be trained for the priesthood. The English College at Douai, in Flanders, began to receive students from England in 1568, and by 1603 had sent back nearly 500 newly-ordained priests to minister in secret to the Catholic laity at home. Thomas Penswick was 16 when he arrived there from Garswood on 26 January 1788, and John just 12 years old when he followed on 30 November 1790. Both would be caught up in the events of the French Revolution, which led eventually to the expulsion of masters and students from the College in 1793.
Although Douai did not cater exclusively for those seeking ordination -P R Harris observes in his introduction to “Douai College Documents 1693-1797”, CRS Record Series No. 63 (1972), that “about 75% of Douai's students during this period did not proceed to the priesthood, which demonstrates the important part which Douai played in educating the English Catholic laity”- I can find no evidence that the oldest brother, Randolph Penswick, also attended. The explanation may be that whereas the fees for clerical students at Douai were paid out of a grant from the Pontifical College in Rome, lay students had to be supported financially by their parents and friends. As previously mentioned, Randolph succeeded his father as steward to the Gerards around 1790.
John Daniel, who was to be the last president of the English College at Douai before its suppression in 1793, was a cousin of the Penswick boys' father, Thomas.
Image from an album, “Les Collèges à Douai”, c.1600. The illustrations shown here are by Adrien de Montigny (?–1615).