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if you are ever in the Missoula area.. be sure to check out the Garnet Ghost Town... managed by the BLM, it is a great little piece of history. The drive up the back way is wonderful.
Shot taken for Saturday Self Challenge 07/08/2021 - Stripes .
Looked about for some stripes out and about but didn't see that many ( checkout the first comment box for a triptyct of a few stripy captures ) . However , there are some stripes staring at me on the hall chest of drawers next to where I am always leaving cameras about . Yes it is Bagpuss , he has been here for a long time now and this week it is his turn for a picture to be taken here , sat comfy on a little rocking chair . To a degree there are some secondary stripes created by the back of the rocking chair as well .
Bagpuss is a British children's television series, made by Peter Firmin and Oliver Postgate through their company Smallfilms. The series of 13 episodes was first broadcast from Tuesday 12 February to Tuesday 7 May 1974. The title character was "a saggy, old cloth cat, baggy, and a bit loose at the seams". Although only 13 episodes were made, it remains fondly remembered, and was frequently repeated in the UK until 1986. In early 1999, Bagpuss topped a BBC poll for the UK's favourite children's television programme.
Each programme began in the same way: through a series of sepia photographs, the viewer is told of a little girl named Emily (played by Emily Firmin, the daughter of illustrator Peter Firmin), who owned a shop. Emily found lost and broken things and displayed them in the window, so their owners could come and collect them; the shop did not sell anything.
She would leave the object in front of her favourite stuffed toy, the large, saggy, pink and white striped cat named Bagpuss. Emily then recited a verse:
Bagpuss, dear Bagpuss
Old Fat Furry Catpuss
Wake up and look at this thing that I bring
Wake up, be bright, be golden and light
Bagpuss, oh hear what I sing
After Emily had left, Bagpuss woke up. The programme shifted from sepia to colour stop motion film, and various toys in the shop came to life: Gabriel the toad (who, unlike most Smallfilms characters, could move by a special device beneath his can without the use of stop motion animation) and a rag doll called Madeleine. The wooden woodpecker bookend became the drily academic Professor Yaffle (based on the philosopher Bertrand Russell, whom Postgate had once met), while the mice carved on the side of the "mouse organ" (a small mechanical pipe organ that played rolls of music) woke up and scurried around, singing in high-pitched voices. Sandra Kerr and John Faulkner provided the voices of Madeleine and Gabriel respectively, and put together and performed all the folk songs. All the other voices (including the narrator and one out-of-tune mouse) were provided by Postgate, who also wrote the stories.
The toys discussed what the new object was; someone (usually Madeleine) would tell a story related to the object (shown in an animated thought bubble over Bagpuss's head), often with a song, accompanied by Gabriel on the banjo (which often sounded a lot more like a guitar), and then the mice, singing in high-pitched squeaky harmony to the tune of Sumer Is Icumen In as they worked, mended the broken object. There was much banter between the characters, with the pompous Yaffle constantly finding fault with the playful mice: his complaint, 'Those mice are never serious!' became his main catchphrase. However, peace was always restored by the end of the episode, usually thanks to the timely intervention of Bagpuss, Gabriel or Madeleine. The newly mended thing was then placed in the shop window, so that whoever had lost it would see it as they went past, and could come in and claim it. Then Bagpuss would start yawning again, and as he fell asleep the narrator would speak as the colour faded to sepia and they all became toys again.
A trip down memory lane for those who remember Bagpuss
And for a tune , how about a bit of Neil Young ?
. . . or lyrics to that effect. 8-)
Originally posted on Ipernity: Silver Trees, Silver Trees, Soon It Will Be Christmas Day.
Room within a derelict farmhouse. The natural light is coming through the upper floor. The rocking chair put me in mind of the Alfred Hitchcock film Psycho and its lead character Norman Bates.
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"My Friend, Deb, has a birthday today......
and she just happens to love Savannah,
Georgia, better than any place in the wide
world....shoot, she might be there right now!
Just in case she's not; I thought I'd provide
her with a Savannah Style Southern rocker
so she can sit, rock awhile, and have her a
little 'pretending spell'.....just like I do some-
times!" tee hee
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Happy Birthday, Sweet Deb....hope it's
your best one yet!"
~Mary Lou
[9 September - 15th September]
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So I'm uploading in the middle of the week rather than the end which is nice :)
This week I finally sent letters and prints to my print giveaway winners! It was really awesome writing to people who I've met/admired on flickr and let's not forget, live across the other side of the world! Uni has been keeping me busy and I'm just so ready for my break.
This week we also remembered those who tragically died in 9/11, eleven years ago. In some ways, this event influenced the concept of this week's photo. They will never be forgotten <3
So I had this new space in our family room to use while we waited for our new lounge. I had in mind what I wanted the photograph to look aesthetically but I wasn't quite sure about what I wanted to convey and to express. It turned out to be quite a sad concept with a somber mood while also encompassing ideas concerning a life once lived and nostalgia.
P.S. I did think of Sarah Ann Loreth's work while taking this.
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traveling cross-country, this was my first time in chicago illinois, albeit only the o'hare airport. damn it was busy! the frantic energy was palpable. being exhausted, hungry, and a bit confused it wasn't as pleasant as i would've hoped, you know, as a photo opp :)
but at the last minute, nearing my gate at the end of a terminal i came upon this scene. i stopped cold, put down my goods, scoped out the people and realized that no one seemed to think this unusual. i myself have never seen a white wooden rocking chair in an airport. i speculated that the guy was traveling with it? no, that didn't make sense. someone else was and left it there? uh, maybe it was brought up from baggage, unclaimed?
i didn't get it, and i didn't get the nonchalance of everyone *about* it. even when i got my camera out and knelt down to shoot - usually drawing attention - no one even looked my way. perhaps unlike myself, no one else wanted to look naive, not "in-the-know"?!
delighted, i took a few shots without anyone blinking an eye. i thought of asking the guy sitting there if he knew what was what, but decided to leave it, preferring the mystery.
which reminds me - there are frequent enough times that someone will ask me where i took a particular photo and the best i can come up with is "well, i was walking around ______, so it was somewhere around there". i like wandering and discovering what might happen upon me. and sometimes it's wonderful, magical, to go back looking for something only never to find it again. don't always want/need to know all the answers ...
Here they sat on my Antique Rocking Chair for the Easter Holidays. They will be back next year on my chair of Honour, lol!
My very old creation but it seems to me very funny and curious enough to put it here! Sorry for small resolution :)
It's been ages since I posted a photo of one of my original paintings on here. This is a water colour I did many years ago when I lived in Canada.