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I had a lot of fun with this photo. Originally, I wanted to do something more depressing. As you can see, my pointe shoes are too small and my rocking chair is teeny. I wanted to play off that and make a really sad photo about how I have to grow up when I don't want to.
However, as I was going through my photos, I liked this one. The expression is just goofy. And I had fun with this shoot. (My favorite part was when the snowplow guys almost ran me over.) Basically, this was a happy day, and I didn't want to misrepresent it. Plus, I'm really excited to grow up.
I don't want to become boring and old, but I know that I won't because I'm not boring and I'm not going to lose my childlike sense of wonder. Even though I'm growing up, I don't have to be a grown-up yet :)
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In the Meals Cabin. Built in the mid 1800s near Lester, Alabama and relocated to The Burritt On The Mountain Museum in Huntsville, Alabama.
One day, life will be simple. One day, joy will be rustic. One day, a day very soon, I'll reduce my world to a handful of things, of people, of places. One day.
Mabel photographed by her Uncle Anson.
As Mike wrote (below), she is "taking a motherly pride in her doll family."
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Scanned by John Mack
Heritage Place Museum,
Lyn, Ontario
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It was a great find when I opened up a cupboard
at the museum and found two photo albums from
Anson McNish.
-- John Mack
I love my morning walks and enjoy looking at all the pretty houses, porches, yards and gardens. This porch caught my eye with its three stunning Boston Ferns alongside three chairs.
20 miles south of the previous picture, Point Pleasant Beach is another town that puts rocking chairs on the boardwalk. Konica Autoreflex T3, Ferrania P30, Rodinal 1:50.
-18C when I woke up - those are the mornings I put the fireplace on. Dual light effects here - a little light from the window shining on the rocking chair, and the glow from the fire.
Balanced composition is pretty straightforward, unless you are trying to shoot in the "Accidental Renaissance" style. So shoot a balanced image in the Accidental Renaissance style.
I wasn't thinking of the Dogwood challenge when I took this candid photo of my friend, so any resemblance it has to a Renaissance portrait is truly accidental.
Our Princess takes a break from Christmas preparations in the old rocking chair.
Snow White (mixed breed), 03.12.2014
Olympus E-400 Digital Camera.
Oh God ...the angst, the neurotic regret. Why does my mind flinch so when I see this? The stains of rising damp, the gritty lino, the "flame-effect" three-bar electric fire from behind whose fibreglass "coal" two of the three red light bulbs were eventually removed in the interests of economy. This was my father's corner of the living room. He was an enthusiast of amateur wireless, having acquired his skills, I think, during the middle years of the war when he operated sound location equipment on an anti-aircraft battery. The apparatus had once been of much greater elaboration, but that seen here possessed prodigious powers of reception, being connected to a mast affixed by brackets to the wall at the end of our garden. I was usually awoken on Sunday mornings by the conversations of local "hams", to which, without participating, my father regularly listened.
Fond of his gramophone he was quick to espouse vinyl "long-players", rejecting 78rpm shellac, and was also an early enthusiast of stereophonic sound. He assembled his own equipment from separate components. His musical tastes were light and became lighter as he got older, moving from ballet music and the younger Strauss to Edmundo Ros via Tyrolean oompah music and film soundtracks. The Rex Harrison My Fair Lady and The Sound of Music were favourites. You can imagine how this would have annoyed a cocky teenager who saw himself ...oh the remorse... as being a rather clever fellow. To this day "Lara's Theme" from Doctor Zhivago remains perhaps the tune I loathe most in the world history of music.
The room was now lighter, brighter and more convenient than it had been, but I liked it less. The life had gone out of it when we abandoned the coal fire. Then I had browned my toast by holding it to the glowing embers of the fire on a toasting fork. That toast has a superior flavour when prepared in this way is not mere sentimentality; I tried it again after a long period of using the grill of our gas cooker ("the stove") and immediately noticed the difference. Never mind that it was often contaminated with ash or coal dust. In winter laundry was dried from a length of string across the room. When the chimney was overdue for the services of our sweep, Mr Pullen, tongues of blue smoke issued from under the hearth , creeping across the mantelpiece to merge with my father's cigarette smoke, producing a lachrymatory "fug". Sometimes, as I sat at our Utility table, watching The Cisco Kid or Sketch Club and eating a Stork and Lyle's Golden Syrup sandwich ("bread-and-treacle"), the heat became stifling and the door had to be opened to admit cool air from the kitchen. No wonder I suffered from asthma as a boy. The photograph is believed to date from August 1975.
The Delta Queen located on the Tennessee River in Chattanooga, serves as both a Hotel and a Restaurant for tourists visiting the Tennessee Valley.
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got just a dusting
snow heavier south of here
it's still very cold
~mim eisenberg
Namely, it's 11 degrees F here in north metro Atlanta in the Deep South. The city, just south of here, apparently got more snow than I did. I took this flash shot at my back door before going to sleep last night. Of course, a faucet remains dripping until until further notice, to prevent the pipes from bursting. The frigid air is expected to linger for a while, with nighttime temps predicted to be in the mid teens and daytime temps rising to the sultry 30s. It'll stay chilly at night after that, but at least will be in the 20s, and in the daytime highs will be in the mid 40s. I can't wait!
See my shots on flickriver:
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Here's another photographer I'd like to recommend to you, who creates magnificent abstracts:
After a little more than a week in the big apple, it was a great joy to get the train to Philadelphia, where mikonT met us in the station and looked well after us for a couple of days.
Michael and I have developed a friendship through Flickr.
For many years Guinness the brewers issued an annual publicity booklet that was commissioned through their advertising agency S H Benson, was themed and had very high standards of production and publicity. The 1951 theme was the centenary of the 1851 Great Exhibition and the booklet is in High Victorian style with work by artists such as Eric Fraser. The booklet was printed by the well regarded Waddington company in Leeds and is on Dickinson paper.
The rear cover has this, the ten familiar ‘smiling glass’ of Guinness in a rocking chair and reminds us that the stout was pushed as having medicinal qualities. In fact the booklets were issued to doctors! I well recall drawing many such smiles in the heads of many a pint of stout during my university years in Dublin!