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Salt Print toned with Selenium 1:50. Hasselblad 501CM with 120mm Makro Planar and T-Max 100 developed in Rodinal 1:50. Digital negative made with Pictorico Premium OHP Transparency Film. Printed on Hahnemuhle Platinum Rag under Edwards Engineering 18x20 UV lightbox.
"Oh, oh, when I'm 'bout to celebrate
Push my head into the cake, no more
Oh, oh, you're the snake pulling my arm
Like my snakeskin Saint Laurent, oh, oh
I got my thigh highs on feel like Wonder Woman
That's when you want all in, but I'm not your woman
When my lipstick pops and I feel like Monroe
That's when you want me most, oh, oh
I'm all out of salt
I'm not gonna cry
Won't give you what you want
'Cause I look way too good tonight
I'm all out of salt
Tears are running dry
Won't give you what you want
'Cause I look way too good tonight
I'm all out of salt
I'm all out of salt
Not gonna cry, cry, cry
Not gonna cry, cry, cry
Not gonna cry, cry, cry"
Sunset on the island of Salt Spring BC. This is a beautiful island and the sunsets were amazing. Such a quiet place to live
I just realized that I haven't kept a promise I made a few weeks ago.
And I had promised you the picture of a beautiful historic building that everyone in the city of Lübeck knows, the salt storage. Well, here it is.
It consists of a series of storage buildings built between 1579 (far left) and 1745 (far right). You can see the different architectural styles of the individual parts very well.
Despite the name, not only salt was stored here, but also cloth, grain and wood.
But it all started with salt. This was mainly needed to preserve fish caught in Norway (we're still talking about the 16th century). Pretty impressive.
Soeben habe ich realisiert, dass ich ein Versprechen noch nicht eingelöst habe, was ich vor einigen Wochen gegeben habe.
Und zwar hatte ich Euch noch das Bild eines wunderschönes historischen Gebäudes versprochen, was in Lübeck jeder kennt, den Salzspeicher. Nun, hier ist er.
Er besteht aus einer Reihe von Lagergebäuden, die in der Zeit von 1579 (ganz links) bis 1745 (ganz rechts) erbaut wurden. Man kann sehr gut die unterschiedlichen Baustile der einzelnen Teile erkennen.
Trotz des Namens wurde hier nicht nur Salz gelagert, sondern auch Tuch, Korn oder Holz.
Mit Salz jedoch fing alles an. Dieses wurde hauptsächlich zu konservieren von Fisch benötigt, der in Norwegen gefangen wurde (wir reden immer noch vom 16. Jahrundert). Schon ganz schön beeindruckend.
more of this on my website at: www.shoot-to-catch.de
something began to stir within me, something began to push me, to prompt me. It was a movement that spoke like a voice. “What are you waiting for? . . . Why don’t you do it?”
-Thomas Merton, SSM
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Salt pans are a common sight in this region, since Tavira is so intertwined with the history of salt. The ancient technology adapted to the landscape of the Ria Formosa turns the salt pans into outdoors chemistry labs. These are an important and humanized environment for several species of birds and microscopic beings. For all these reasons we challenge you to integrate this visit. We guarantee you that you will not look at a crystal of salt the same way.
'Dr Salter's Daydream' sculptures in Bermondsey.
www.londonremembers.com/subjects/dr-alfred-salter?memoria...
“‘Why, yes,’ he said, ‘I know of a cure for everything: salt water.’
“‘Salt water?’ I asked him.
“‘Yes,’ he said, ‘in one way or the other. Sweat, or tears, or the salt sea.’
“I said: ‘I have tried sweat and tears. The salt sea I meant to try, but a woman in black lace prevented me.’
From “Seven Gothic Tales”
In 1934 Dinesen published the short story collection “Seven Gothic Tales” which included “The Deluge at Norderney”. One of the characters named Jonathan Maersk, became unhappy when he learned that his father, ship captain Clement Maersk, was not his genetic father. He visited the ocean and contemplated ending his life, but a woman in black lace unnerved him when she appeared and asked to die with him. Jonathan later spoke to his father Clement and asked whether he knew of a cure for his melancholy.
Isak Dinesen and Tania Blixen were pen names of Karen Blixen who wrote the books “Out of Africa” and “Babette’s Feast” which were made into award-winning movies. This article will use the name Isak Dinesen.
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Max Richter: youtu.be/klbTuQeBPo4
Ruins of old Salt House at Port Eynon, Gower, South Wales. These date back to the mid 16th century, although most of the stonework is from the 18th century. Sea water was pumped up from a tank and heated to extract the salt.
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El solar, adquirido inicialmente por el Cabildo (1147) para acoger la vivienda del Arcipreste de la Seo, se vio afectado por la desamortización (1841). Desde entonces tuvo varios propietarios hasta que fue adquirido por los hermanos Armijo (1865) que lo destinaron a casa de vecindad, transformando su interior y perdiendo así su fisionomía original.
En 1969 fue declarado en ruina. Paradójicamente ese mismo año el Barrio de La Seo era declarado Conjunto Histórico-Artístico. A finales de los años 70, fue parcialmente demolido y consolidada su fachada. En 1981 fue adquirido por el Ayto. de Zaragoza y cedido al Justicia de Aragón quien encargó su reconstrucción a los arquitectos Isabel Elorza García y Manuel Fernández Ramírez.
Para más información sobre el palacio, incluso con fotografías: www.aragonmudejar.com/zaragoza/armijo/armijo1.html
El Justicia de Aragón más famoso fue D. Juan de Lanuza el Mozo, que en 1591 se enfrentó a Felipe II defendiendo los Fueros de Aragón, lo que le costó la vida. El Rey no le perdonó la “tocada de narices”.
Su cita más célebre, pronunciada ante el general de las tropas reales, es:"Mi persona morirá, pero la Ley seguirá presente. Quizá encubierta, disimulada o enmascarada por un tiempo por la tiranía, pero al fin y al cabo, Ley".
Abro con negligencia mis armarios roperos del recuerdo…
y me pongo el corazón que más me gusta.
Pero no es más que pura debilidad.
Y es que los corazones, los recuerdos,
las ilusiones, las esperanzas….
Tienen su estante de alma en el armario
como los lapiceros, los zapatos, las guías
telefónicas y el traje.
El corazón a cuadros de la tercera percha
saltó en gritos patrióticos un día.
Aquel desparramado por la luna, conserva las ingenuas
cicatrices del pequeño amoreo que soñaba.
Por encima de todas estas cosas. De los gritos
patrióticos incluso….
Está el chillido tierno y humanísimo de la joven
amante recién inaugurada para siempre.
……
Yo:
Vuelvo a abrir mis armarios….
Y entrego totalmente mi corazón (latido por latido)…
Para una rebeldía soñadora de todos
Los españoles del mundo.
(Sigamos meditando).
Prosequamur Meditando - Emilio Gastón
(Emilio Gastón fue el primer Justicia de Aragón de la época moderna)
Salt Print. Hasselblad 501CM with 180mm CF T* and Kodak T-Max 100 (ASA 50) developed in Rodinal 1:50. Digital negative made with Pictorico Premium OHP Transparency Film. Printed on Hahnemuhle Platinum Rag under Edwards Engineering 18x20 UV lightbox for four minutes. Borders masked with Scotch removable Magic Tape.
Roman era salt pans, currently farmed by the same family for a couple of centuries. Xwejni, Gozo, Malta
Here’s roughly what the process of collecting salt from a dried-up lake looks like: a man in rubber boots walks onto the site (because beneath the layer of salt there’s usually a layer of stinky muck that you can sink into), then he uses a special rake to gather the salt into small piles. After that, he collects it into a sack.
Microorganisms color the soil red-orange as an alkaline pond evaporates during the heat of summer. San Louis National Wildlife Refuge.
A rainbow forms in showers of virga over the salt flats in Badwater Basin, Death Valley National Park, during our landscape and night photography workshop there a couple of weeks ago.
We woke before dawn to intermittent rains drops that morning, and we drove 40 miles toward the wall of black storm, counting on it to move or break up a bit. We stopped at a spot near, but not under it.
The entire view toward the rising sun was obscured with rain a short while earlier, then we had a small glowing window of sunrise light underneath, then we turned around to rainbows from the rising sun shooting over the clouds!
This image was taken just as the sun was reaching our position, you can see a trace of my shadow as the sun crested the clouds behind me.